"Nine-colored glazed lamp, what is that?" Zhao Mu asked doubtfully.
"Well……"
Black Dragon and Turtle Spirit were speechless for a moment, as if they didn't know what to say: "Actually, we don't know what it is, we just know that it must be a treasure."
What he said was almost the same as saying nothing.
Finally, Gui Ling explained: "Let's put it this way, the nine-color glazed lamp is a treasure that suddenly appeared in the Northern Territory two thousand years ago."
"No one knows its origins, and no one knows what its abilities are, but the mysterious power it exudes makes everyone certain that it must be a unique treasure."
"I still remember what happened on that day two thousand years ago."
"At that time, the nine-color glass lamp appeared out of thin air, suspended in the endless sky, and the bright nine-color brilliance almost illuminated the entire Northern Territory, attracting countless monks to compete for it."
"That battle was a bloody one, and countless monks died. Everyone wanted to get it, as if they were crazy, or even as if they couldn't control themselves."
"The battle lasted from morning to night, with masters from each faction facing each other tit for tat. In the end, even a few great supernatural powers took action."
"But just when everyone was almost determined to win or lose, the nine-color glass lamp disappeared, just as abruptly as its appearance."
"Later, many people tried to search for it, but after searching every inch of land in the Northern Territory, nothing was found. Unexpectedly, clues about it have appeared in the Southern Territory now."
Guiling reminded: "Chu Ying, if the nine-color glazed lamp is really here, you have to be careful. After all, that thing is quite weird. No one knows what it is?"
"Actually, I don't find it strange that the nine-color glazed lamp appeared in the Southern Territory. After all, it was also inexplicable that it appeared in the Northern Territory."
"I am more curious about how such a treasure could be related to a mortal kingdom. What happened between the ancestor of Beimang Kingdom and the nine-color glass lamp?"
The black dragon clicked his tongue and said: "To be honest, the longer I live, the more I discover that this world is really full of secrets. Even if you are the strongest person in the world, there are still things in the world that you don't know.
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Zhao Mu heard this and smiled slightly: "Do you know how to find out all the secrets in this world?"
"How to find out?" Heijiao was curious.
"Haha, of course you live long enough, because no matter the conspiracy or secret, one day it will be exposed in the face of time."
Zhao Mu smiled and said: "So theoretically, if you can live until the end of the world, then you should be able to know 99% of the secrets in this world."
"Then you have to survive until the end of the world."
The black dragon shook his head: "But who in this world can survive to that day? Not to mention us, even those with great supernatural powers, will they also face the decline of heaven and man?"
"Okay, why do you two suddenly sigh that it's time? Can't you get down to business?"
Guiling flapped her wings and said, "Liang Kun, control Sima Tongsheng to exit the altar."
"good."
Liang Kun immediately asked Sima Tongsheng to step back.
Peng!
At the center of the altar, the crimson flames suddenly started burning again.
Guiling said: "Chu Ying, four-legged snake, do you have a feeling that this flame seems to have consciousness. The reason why Sima Tongsheng extinguished when he got close to it, could it be that the flame itself knew him?"
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Conscious?
Zhao Mu and Heijiao looked at each other and immediately felt that this guess was very possible.
Zhao Mu asked in a deep voice: "What do you think?"
Turtle Spirit thought for a while and said: "I think this flame is probably a spirit body, but it should be relatively weak, so it cannot communicate directly with the outside world."
"I think... Chu Ying, what you practice is pure Yang magic power, which has similar properties to this flame. You can try to use magic power to pour into the flame to help it regain some strength. Maybe it can communicate with us. Then here
We can also figure out the situation."
"Okay, I'll try."
Zhao Mu nodded, imagining a great sun in his mind, and the magic power in his body suddenly surged.
He raised his hand, and the bright golden light shot out immediately, like a streak of light that sank into the flames at the center of the altar.
boom!
In an instant, the flame increased several times, as if it was extremely excited, making people feel more and more that it might really be conscious.
At the same time, Sima Tongsheng's body, which had been silent all this time, suddenly began to tremble slightly.
It was as if the flesh and blood in his corpse had reacted with the flame, which was very strange.
Gradually, as more and more mana was absorbed, the flame began to shrink and collapse inward, and finally condensed into a human-shaped flame.
The human-shaped flame further solidified, slowly revealing clear facial features.
When Zhao Mu saw this appearance, he was immediately surprised and said: "Mu Xinzhi, it's actually you?"
Yes, this flame man is Mu Xinzhi who left with Sima Tongsheng back then.
Mu Xinzhi slowly opened his eyes, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, poor monk Mu Xinzhi, I have met you all, do you know this poor monk?"
"Haha, we know each other naturally."
Zhao Mu smiled and said: "My name is Chu Ying, you should know my master, his name is Zhao Jinyan."
Zhao Jinyan was the name he used in his second life after he returned to youth. It was also the identity he used when he guided Mu Xinzhi to practice martial arts.
"It turns out he is Mr.'s disciple."
Mu Xinzhi suddenly realized: "Hey, it's been more than two hundred years. I didn't expect that this poor monk could still see his old friend."
"Yeah, I didn't expect to see you here either."
Zhao Mu smiled inexplicably and said: "If my master knew that you are still alive today, he would probably be very surprised."
"Indeed, the poor monk himself was also surprised. He thought that his life span was approaching, but he didn't expect that he would actually live to this day in the form of a spirit body."
Mu Xinzhi looked at Sima Tongsheng's body and sighed: "Two of us, one has an immortal body and the other has an immortal soul. I really don't know if this is a gift from God or a curse."
He shook his head bitterly: "Maybe it should be a curse. This is God punishing us. We should not be greedy for things that do not belong to us. Some treasures are really not something that mortals can covet."
"Are you talking about...the nine-color glazed lamp?" Zhao Mu asked.
Mu Xinzhi raised his head in surprise: "You actually know about the nine-color glazed lamp. Have you also read the "Secret History of the Royal Family" recorded by the royal family of the Jin Dynasty?"
"No, I haven't seen any "Secret History of the Royal Family". Regarding the nine-color glazed lamp, I just heard it from my friend."
Zhao Mu shook his head and asked, "Can you tell me what happened after you and Sima Tongsheng left the capital?"
"Why did you come to the Totem Temple, why did it become what it is now, and what does this have to do with the nine-color glass lamp?"