Chapter 50: Two rounds of competition, half-step holy!
In the secret room, the chilling atmosphere was in vain.
Wei Sikong stared at Qin Yu closely, his fierce eyes seemed to tear Qin Yu into pieces.
"Don't stare at me like that. It's because you were careless before you finished listening to what you said... No, you're the one with the hands and the mouth. Do you blame me?" Qin Yu grinned, and then asked: "Speaking of the smell of the Chongming Bird... how does it taste?
Sample?"
He deliberately dragged out the word "smell" for a while, as if he was challenging the limit of Wei Sikong's patience.
"Qin Yu!" Wei Sikong's eyes flashed fiercely, and his whole body was shaken. A violent storm of divine power came out of his body, like an ancient ferocious beast about to reveal its fangs.
"Brother Wei, don't be impulsive!" At this moment, Yu Mie and Lin Wen stepped forward to stop him.
"I'm going to tear him apart!" Wei Sikong's emotions fluctuated and he struggled to break through the two people's obstruction.
"Don't say you may not be able to kill him. Even if you can kill him, you can't run away. There are more than just us here. Do you want to kill Mikou together with the Yaoguang Saint?" Lin Wen suddenly said through a voice transmission, Wei Sikong
There was a sudden pause.
"Can your Arctic Holy Land bear the wrath of Qin Haoran and the Qin family?"
Hearing Qin Haoran's name, most of the fierce light in Wei Sikong's eyes disappeared.
Growing up, he had often mentioned this name in the mouths of his elders.
Whenever he talked about it, the elders' wary tones were laced with nervousness and fear, which impressed him deeply.
You know, that’s the Holy Land of the North Pole?
Who can make the Holy Land fear?
Qin Haoran!
"I will take revenge for this!" He said through gritted teeth, and the divine power around him restrained.
Lin Wen and Yu Mie looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. If the two of them really fought here, their plans would all come to naught.
"Don't worry, it won't be too late!"
Wei Sikong restrained his movements and stood in the corner. He didn't want to see Qin Yu's face again - he was afraid that he couldn't help but make a move.
"Brother Qin's actions are a bit excessive." Lin Wen glanced at Qin Yu with complicated eyes.
I wanted to use the opportunity of betting on stones to suppress his energy and pave the way for subsequent actions.
But unexpectedly, he got the upper hand!
"Is there any?" Qin Yu stretched out and said innocently: "He dispensed the stuff himself and licked it himself. Can you blame me?"
As soon as he said these words, Wei Sikong's mouth twitched and his whole body trembled. Fortunately, Yu Mie was by the side and held him down, otherwise he would have run away again.
"Whose turn is it next?"
"I!"
Yu Mie stood up and threw the spirit fetus.
Soon, what was inside was revealed.
A pill!
"The elixir has a strong fragrance and is engraved with six lines... It is an elixir of the highest level!" Lin Wen obviously also knew something about alchemy. He looked carefully at the elixir prescribed by Yu Mie and said:
"If I read it correctly, it should be the legendary Mengji Pill!"
"Mengji Pill?" Yu Mie frowned and asked, "What's the magic use of it?"
"Legend has it that practitioners can be forced into dreams and enter a miraculous state that is very close to enlightenment. They can comprehend the rules in dreams and even achieve breakthroughs in dreams!"
"The recipe for Mengji Pill has long been lost. The only Mengji Pill that remains in the world today is only of the highest grade with five lines, which is far inferior to Brother Yu's one!"
"Although I don't understand the way of alchemy, I also know that all elixirs are within the nine lines. Lines one to three belong to the range of low-level elixirs; lines four to six belong to high-level elixirs. For those in the martial arts realm,
Great powers also have miraculous effects; seven to nine lines are the legendary holy elixir, and I heard that only seniors at the elixir sage level have the opportunity to practice it!"
"Yes, this Mengji Pill is the best among high-level pills. After Brother Yu swallows it, he will definitely make great progress. I would like to congratulate Brother Yu first!" Lin Wen cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"I would also like to thank Brother Lin for guiding me!" Yu Mie was obviously extremely excited. Pills of this level are indeed rare.
"You're welcome." Lin Wen waved his hand and said, "It's my turn this time!"
"Brother Lin opened a second-grade Taoist weapon with his first one. I think this second spiritual fetus will only be better than the first one!" Little Prince Li Xuanshan said with a smile.
"This is not necessarily true. Have you ever seen someone who only opened a chicken feather in the second round?" At this moment, Qin Yu interrupted: "What you said is very heart-breaking. You only know how to compliment Saint Taixuan."
, but they pulled out the Holy Son of the North Pole and whipped his corpse, tsk tsk!”
"I..." Li Xuanshan was speechless for a moment and looked at Wei Sikong, about to explain.
But I heard a familiar voice coming from the side: "Brother Wei, calm down, calm down!"
…
boom!
At this moment, there was a violent noise from the jade platform on one side.
Everyone turned to look and saw a green mysterious light bursting out from between a half-broken spiritual fetus.
The green light is rich, and an extremely ancient aura circulates.
It is vaguely visible that it is a broken ancient bluestone tablet!
"What's this?"
Yu Mie frowned. He instinctively felt that this thing was not simple, but he couldn't see the truth.
"There are no fluctuations in divine power. Could it be that what is recorded on the stone tablet is some kind of skill?"
"It's not like..."
"Tai Xuan Monument!" At this moment, Lin Wen's eyes were blank, as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"What?" Everyone was puzzled.
Lin Wen withdrew his eyes, gently put his hand on the stone tablet, and said with emotion: "It is recorded in the ancient books of Taixuan Holy Land that when the Holy Land was founded, the great ancestor once carved an ancient Taixuan tablet to suppress the sect's destiny.
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"But during the war between hundreds of tribes, the ancient monument collapsed and there was no news... I didn't expect to see a fragment of it here today."
"Luck is elusive and hard to find. Since it has the name of suppressing luck, it must not be a mortal thing!" Yu Mie's eyes lit up.
"If it were a complete stone tablet, it would definitely be a saint, but this fragment... is only half a saint!"
"Enough, enough, it's already a miracle!" Behind everyone, the voice of the fat steward was already trembling.
The Taoist treasures that were discovered one after another in his stone gambling den were enough to shock the entire Yaoguang City and even Luo Shenzhou.
Now another semi-holy level ancient stele fragment appeared, which made his heart twitch and he almost lost his breath.
Bet on the stone and find a half-step holy item, which can be regarded as breaking everyone's perception!
"It is indeed enough!" The faces of the four geniuses softened and their tone gradually became more relaxed.
It's just that what they say is enough is different from the fat steward.
"Half-step holy items have come out, let's see what this kid can win!"
"Brother Qin, do you want to continue the competition?" Lin Wen stood with his hands behind his back, looking like he had a chance to win, and said with a smile.
"Why don't you compete? Do you want to admit defeat?"
"Brother Qin is joking. This spiritual fetus of mine has already opened a half-step holy item. Even if you open two more first-level Taoist items, you still can't win!"
"You've already said it! A broken fragment of a useless stone tablet can be said to be a half-step saint!" Qin Yu smiled disdainfully: "Even if you are considered a half-step saint, you may not win!
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[Author's digression]: PS: Update, I went to bed a little late today, and was stuck on astronomy for a long time yesterday. Let's do the fourth update as usual today. Take it easy these two days, wait for the PK, continue to publish more than 10,000 words a day
In ten days, it has now reached more than 100,000 words. The author will definitely hit 300,000 words this month.