One hundred and eighty-eighth chapter, the king does not love beheaded
"What is this?" Tang Tian played with the thing in his hand. It was a silver claw that he had just taken out of the copper box.
"The silver secret treasure of Lynx is called the sickle-blooded cat blade." The warm voice of the magic flute blew into everyone's hearts like a spring breeze: "Among the secret treasures of Lynx, the most common ones are pupils and claws. If I didn't have
If I remember correctly, the sickle-blooded cat blade was very famous at that time. Among the top ten silver-level cat claws, this one ranks seventh, and it is a treasure."
The sickle-blooded cat blade is like a cat-paw-shaped glove, with the claw blade exposed. The claw blade is rolled inward, and there is a trace of sickle-shaped blood on the blade.
"So powerful!" Tang Tian's eyes shone brightly. He tried to wear the sickle-blooded cat blade on his hand, but he didn't expect it to fit perfectly. After trying to wave it twice, the claw blade cut through the air, leaving a dense silver mark.
Although it is worn on the hand, it does not affect the movement of the palm at all. Tang Tian makes a fist, and there is no obstacle at all. It is indeed a good thing!
It seemed that he had to start learning the Fire Scythe and Ghost Claw, and Tang Tian was eager to try it.
Bing was very interested: "It's actually a treasure, tsk tsk, boy, you've made a lot of money. The blood sickle cat blade and the fire sickle ghost claw, the names are a perfect match!"
When Ling Xu saw it was a cat's claw, he suddenly lost interest.
Others also took turns to try it on, but no one else was interested. Only the little girl liked it, but Tang Tian ignored it and took it as her own.
However, the little girl quickly shifted her interest to the magic flute. She stayed with the magic flute and pestered her with questions. The magic flute was not annoying at all, patient and gentle, and made Qingluan on the side look like a nymphomaniac.
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Tang Tian was satisfied. He had gained a silver treasure and a Tianlu-level soul general. Although the strength of the Magic Flute was severely damaged, it was still extremely powerful. The Magic Flute was mainly about testing from beginning to end. If it were a real battle,
, Tang Tian doubted how long he could hold on.
As expected, he is worthy of being a Tianlu-level warrior. Even if his strength is not complete, his attacks are still extraordinary.
Suddenly thinking about Zia, Tang Tian couldn't help but ask Magic Flute: "Uncle Flute, there is another person here, do you know?"
Uncle Di...
Magic Flute, who was smiling with the little girl, suddenly froze. After a moment, he turned around with a stiff face: "Actually, I'm not very old. Just call me Flute."
"I know the person you are talking about."
The words of the magic flute immediately attracted everyone.
"He came here several years ago." Magic Flute showed a look of reminiscence: "He doesn't know where he got Wang Yong's token from back then, and he can come and go freely in it. However, his purpose should be that sword
."
"That sword?" Everyone immediately opened their eyes and asked in unison like a group of curious babies.
"Well, Wang Yong is a genius, but his life is not very good." Magic Flute showed a look of reminiscence: "When I was thirty years old, I lost my wife, my personality changed drastically, I started working hard, and I mastered [Wang Zhanjian] at the age of forty.
. After wandering outside for about ten years, he returned to Buzhou Mountain. He had a withdrawn and weird personality, and was disliked by others. In addition, he missed his deceased wife, and he was immersed in sadness and loneliness every day. Half a month before his death,
, he dreamed of his dead wife every day, so he created this move and named it [Wang Buxiangsi Slash]!"
The Magic Flute sighed: "His personality is too weird after all. He clearly realized that he loves lovesickness, but he named him [Wang Bu Lovesickness Slash]. He is a genius. He spent ten years practicing here to become a king of swordsmanship. A master-level swordsmanship, and this
One move [Wang Bu Xiangsi Slash] was even more powerful, surpassing all his previous slashing swords. When he realized it, I was by the side. That slash was really indescribable..."
Speaking of [Wang Buxiangsianzhan], Mo Flute's face showed an uncontrollable look of shock.
Everyone was moved and yearned for it. It must be such a stunning move to make a powerful Tianlu-level person show such an expression!
The magic flute brought his thoughts back, and his expression returned to calm: "He died a few days after he realized the [Wang Bu Xiangsi Slash]. He did not choose to become a soul general, but chose death. He was very peaceful when he died.
, even a little joyful.”
"Is his sword also a treasure?" the little girl asked curiously. She was a little surprised that the magic flute had been talking about it for so long, but it didn't mention the sword.
"No, Wang Yong's sword is a secret treasure of the Tianyan constellation at that time. It is silver-level and is called [Tianyan Elegy], but it is not a secret treasure. Wang Yong's cutting sword is unique and strange. Ordinary swords are not suitable for him. This heavenly sword is not suitable for him.
Although Yan's Sadge is not a treasure, it is very suitable for his cutting sword. But what the outsider is interested in is not Tianyan's Sadge!"
Everyone was confused by the magic flute.
"The Tianyan Elegy was transformed because Wang Yong understood [Wang Bu Lovesickness Slash] and thus broke away from the Tianyan Throne. Two hours before Wang Yong died, the transformation of this sword was completed and was named [Wang Buxiang] by Wang Yong.
Lovesickness Slash], step into the list of treasures! Wang Yong caressed the sword and kept it dark, and the corpse did not rot. The target of the outsider should be the Wang Sickness Slash. Moreover, only by getting that sword can the true meaning be understood.
The king will kill you if he doesn’t love you!”
Everyone looked shocked. The Magic Flute's narration was far more shocking than the little girl's narration. A sword turned into a treasure with just one move. If it weren't for the Magic Flute,
If you tell it from your own mouth, no one will believe it.
Bang bang bang!
A burst of applause sounded in the distance, and a masked figure appeared at the entrance of the cave at the other end.
"It seems that I made a wrong choice by not breaking through the barrier first." Zia's voice was as erratic as smoke. It was clearly standing there, but in everyone's perception, it was empty.
The magic flute said warmly: "You can't beat the slow flute."
"That's not necessarily true." Zia said disapprovingly: "But if I knew that the famous Master Magic Flute was guarding this level, I would give it a try no matter what."
Magic Flute smiled and greeted: "It's an honor."
"Haha, Zia, you finally came out! Come on, let's have a good fight!" Tang Tian pointed his fingers directly at Zia, his fighting spirit burning.
Zia chuckled faintly.
"If you want to fight me, come to the last level."
After saying that, his figure disappeared like smoke.
"The last level?" Tang Tian turned around and asked Magic Flute: "Uncle Flute, what is that?"
Uncle Di...
The magic flute automatically filtered these three words, and said solemnly: "It's that sword!"
"Oh." Tang Tian tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Does Senior Wang have many treasures?"
"Treasure?" Magic Flute was stunned and asked with a strange look on his face: "What treasure does he have? He was an old man all alone. When he returned to Mount Buzhou, he was alone with his sword, but there was no treasure."
Tang Tian's eyesight dimmed and he almost fell over. He turned around, widened his eyes and roared angrily at the little girl: "Didn't you say he has a lot of treasures?"
"That's what the book says." The little girl spread her hands innocently.
Tang Tian's mood suddenly fell from heaven to hell. The problem of the star stone has been bothering him, and his pocket has long been empty. He was prepared to make a big profit, but he didn't expect that this hope had been dashed before the end.
With a dark face, Tang Tian turned around and walked back: "Let's go back!"
The little girl immediately shouted: "Why go back? There is still one more level to go!"
"What do you want that broken sword for?" Tang Tian's eyes widened: "Qingluan is the only one among us who practices swordsmanship. Why do the others want that sword? They have to fight to death for that sword.
, it’s not worth it.”
"No!" The little girl stared at Tang Tian with wide eyes without showing any signs of weakness: "You promised that you would accompany me to complete this adventure. How can you not go to this last stage?"
Tang Tian suffocated, scratched his head, and forgot all about this.
The little girl's expression softened, and she immediately said: "Besides, Wang Bu Xiangsi Slash is a treasure! He can also comprehend such a powerful slash. How can such a thing not be sold at a good price? Then kill Senior Wang.
Tell me your story, it makes no sense that it can’t be sold at a good price!”
Makes sense!
Tang Tian suddenly became excited. How could such a good thing not be sold at a good price?
Just [Wang Zhan Sword], a master-level sword, can definitely be sold for a good price. And the stronger [Wang Buxiang Sword] is of course even more expensive!
Tang Tian saw countless star coins.
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"Is this the sword?" Tang Tian murmured to himself, he was extremely shocked. Not only him, but also everyone else was shocked speechless by the sight in front of them.
A sword was stuck alone in the center of the hall, and an old man sat beside it. The sword emitted colorful lights, and these lights were like a dome, covering most of the hall.
The sword body is colorful, as if countless colors are flowing, and the light mask is like a large soap bubble, with colors changing from time to time.
"Is that Senior Sword Slayer Demon?" Tang Tian asked curiously.
"Yeah." Magic Flute explained: "The power of Wang Bu Xiangsi Zhan protects his physical body."
Tang Tian let out an ooh, and moved to the front of the light curtain to take a closer look.
"Be careful, don't touch the light curtain." Magic Flute quickly reminded everyone: "The person just now was contaminated by the Acacia Curtain, and his vitality was severely damaged."
Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Zia's strength had declined over the years. It turned out to be contaminated by this light curtain.
However, everyone felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.
Zia's strength, which used to be a Tianlu-level warrior, was only contaminated by the Acacia Curtain, and his strength dropped so drastically! This light curtain is so powerful!
Tang Tian showed his hands to the little girl: "There's nothing I can do about this."
Tang Tian didn't mean to shirk it. This light curtain gave him an extremely strong sense of danger. He almost suspected that the light curtain in front of him was actually a rare poison. Even just standing in front of the light curtain, he felt frightened.
What a dangerous thing!
Although Tang Tian wanted to earn star coins, it was for cultivation, not for money.
No one noticed that Gu Xue's expression was strange.
"Once you are contaminated by the curtain of lovesickness, you will fall into the endless pain of lovesickness throughout your life." The magic flute suddenly chanted: "Enter my lovesickness door, you know that I am lovesickness and suffer. Long lovesickness makes you remember each other, but short lovesickness makes you infinite.
.If I had known that it would be such a troubling thing, it would be as if I didn’t know each other at the beginning.”
Gu Xue's body trembled slightly as she stared at the colorful and changing curtain of lovesickness.
There seemed to be a voice calling her from inside. Not only did she not feel any danger, but she felt that the light curtain was emitting waves of warmth.
Suddenly, she raised her head and mustered up the courage to say, "I feel it calling me."
