Chapter eight hundred and twenty fifth saint bones
Skeletons of Saints!
It's sitting there!
Just like an old monk sitting still, his posture remains unchanged forever.
It can be inferred from this that the saint was sitting cross-legged before his death. After he died, his clothes turned into dust, his blood dried up, and his body rotted away. In the end, only a skeleton remained!
A skeleton without flesh and blood.
But even so, when Chu Ge looked at it, he could still feel the extremely powerful power he once had, which could easily smash Chu Ge into pieces.
"Um?"
Chu Ge frowned slightly. In addition to the saint's aura, there was another aura there.
This breath is a little hot.
Out of curiosity, Chu Ge couldn't help but walk towards the saint's skeleton. When he got closer, Chu Ge was surprised to find that the body of the saint's skeleton was not empty!
There is a flame inside its body.
The flame presents a white light. At first glance, it seems to be transparent, but if you look closely, you will find that the flame is a firelight and the light is close to daylight, just like a ray of sunshine in the field in the morning when the sun is rising.
"Heavenly Flame!"
Chu Ge was sure that this was one of the heavenly flames, and the level was very high. Chu Ge had seen Xiao Ling’s Xuanxiao Lengyan, Xu Taoist’s Liangyi Holy Fire, and the three clones had Ziyin Thunder Fire. These three flames were all holy fires.
, are all extremely precious heavenly flames, but compared with the flames in the saint's bones, these three flames seem to be a bit inferior!
A flame more advanced than the holy fire!
What is it?
When he thought of this, Chu Ge's breathing stopped for a moment.
Chu Ge once saw Emperor Qianlong activate the Immortal Fire to destroy gods and demons, which was terrifying. The flames in the bones of this saint were somewhat similar to the aura of Emperor Qianlong's Immortal Fire.
"Is it fairy fire?"
Chu Ge licked his lips, and there was a trace of enthusiasm in his eyes. He was not interested in fairy fire, but if Leng Xue could control a kind of fairy fire, his talent would be greatly improved, and it would be easy to step into the secret realm of heaven and man.
He wants to give this fairy fire to Leng Xue.
"Take it!"
Chu Ge secretly smiled, his right palm turned into a claw, grabbing the saint's bones, trying to take away the immortal fire.
"stop!"
Someone drank Chu Ge.
"No, someone is coming." Chu Ge frowned and his heart sank. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable. After all, the fairy fire was a hundred times more precious than the Green God Tree. Even the emperor was extremely jealous. Chu Ge turned his head with a solemn expression.
Looking around, he looked at the person coming and smiled immediately: "It's you again, little medicine boy."
The person who came was the medicine boy.
The medicine boy ran to the saint's skeleton, staring at the cluster of flames in the skeleton with fiery eyes. He looked excited and murmured: "Is this the holy fire? Oh, no, it's the fairy fire! It must be the fairy fire!"
The medicine boy seemed to be crazy, clenching his fists, his body trembling slightly, his eyes shining with light, staring at the flames, as if admiring the most wonderful things in the world.
No matter what kind of fairy fire this is, it can transform an ordinary person into a genius!
Yaotong's talent is extremely ordinary, worse than Lengxue. If he hadn't had a close relationship with Di Yi, collected some bribes on weekdays, and relied on pills to practice, Yaotong's level might have been even lower than Lengxue's.
And this fairy fire, for Yaotong, is an existence that defies heaven and changes fate!
"If I have Immortal Fire, I will no longer have to rely on others! I will no longer have to look at other people's eyes! I will no longer have to hide and dodge!" Yaotong's eyes were red and he shouted in his heart, "I will become a genius of the Nanshan Sword Sect and become famous.
!Admired by countless people, Chu enjoyed their adoring eyes, and then stepped on them one by one!"
**, ambition, spread like weeds in Yaotong's heart, madly occupying Yaotong's mind.
Chu Ge raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to ask for something from me again, do you?"
Yaotong's expression froze, he straightened up and stared at Chu Ge, humming: "Yours? This fairy fire is an ownerless thing, and I said it's mine!"
Chu Ge said: "I saw it first."
The medicine boy refused: "I saw it before you, but you beat me to it. This fairy fire is mine, don't try to snatch it from me!"
With the support of the Holy Son Emperor, Yaotong was not afraid of Chu Ge at all, and could even be called arrogant!
If faced with ordinary life and death monks from other holy places, Yaotong would not necessarily be so arrogant, but unfortunately, this person is Chu Ge. Who knows that Chu Ge is also from the Nanshan Sword Sect? He is a disciple of the Nanshan Sword Sect, and his status is higher than that of the Holy Son.
Low, and Yaotong, as the famous person next to the Holy Son, is also a rising tide. He is confident that Chu Ge dare not kill him.
Chu Ge laughed and shook his head: "I won't bullshit you. If you want the fairy fire, just grab it from me. I won't bully you. If you grab it, it's yours."
Don't bully him?
The medicine boy almost lost his breath. He glared at Chu Ge angrily, his chest heaving, and he said fiercely: "Chu Ge! Do you have to offend me?"
"Offended you?" Chu Ge glanced at the medicine boy with a strange look, and his smile faded, "I never took the initiative to provoke you, but you, relying on Youdiyi's support, tried to steal things from me several times, ridiculous! You are not
Di Yi, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this? If it had been anyone else, your head would have been gone long ago."
Whoosh!
The medicine boy's face was livid with anger, filled with grief and anger, and bloodshot eyes filled the medicine boy's pupils.
thump!
Yaotong knelt in front of Chu Ge!
Chu Ge's face darkened: "What do you mean?"
The medicine boy choked up and said, "Please, give me the fairy fire. I really, really need the fairy fire!"
There is gold under the man's knees. Chu Ge can see that Yaotong is a very self-respecting person. Being able to kneel down to Chu Ge shows his inner desire for fairy fire.
The medicine boy knew that he couldn't win over Chu Ge, so he had no choice but to beg from Chu Ge.
Chu Ge looked at the medicine boy with pity and sighed: "If it were other treasures, I would just give them to you, but this fairy fire"
Yaotong's eyes were fixed on Chu Ge.
"no."
In an instant, the drug boy's face was ashen, he slowly lowered his head, his body was trembling, and he made a sound that was half a smile but not a smile, half a cry, like a madman, "What about you?"
"Just die!"
The drug boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like those of a demon, full of hatred and malice!
Chu Ge's eyes narrowed slightly.
Whoosh!
The medicine boy was holding a dagger, which was always hidden in his sleeve. It was extremely sharp and could blow hair and break hair. The blade of the dagger was coated with deadly poison, a poison that even Nirvana monks could not resist.
The dagger stabbed Chu Ge!
Chu Ge subconsciously stretched out his arm to block, knocking away the dagger in Yaotong's hand. However, the dagger cut through Chu Ge's arm, and blood immediately dripped from his arm.
"Hahaha, you're done, Chu Ge. You've been poisoned by my poison. In less than a quarter of an hour, your whole body will fester and die!" The medicine boy pointed and laughed viciously.
Chu Ge looked down at the wound on his arm and said to himself: "Bad lesson, I was careless. Even the medicine boy cannot underestimate it."
Chu Ge's eyes turned cold and he looked at the medicine boy.
Chu Ge was shocked when he saw it!
He looked behind Yaotong in disbelief and was speechless for a long time.
"How is this possible! Alive?!" Chu Ge's eyes widened and he stammered.
"Look, you're so scared. What's wrong with you?"
The medicine boy first laughed at Chu Ge, then turned around and looked, scared out of his wits!