After listening to Yan Jing's explanation, Zhuo Bufan suddenly realized that no wonder Yan Jing and Yan Yu were fearless and were not afraid of him stealing the secret book of "Nine Lords of the True Records". It turned out that there was such a reason.
It is not all luck that the ancient eight races can become peak groups. Each race has its own unique talents, and the talent can make them stand proudly at the peak of the universe.
"So that's it." Zhuo Bufan held his right arm and elbow with his left palm, gently rubbed his chin, and murmured.
"You know it's amazing. Even if we learn the most advanced secrets in the clan, you won't be able to learn it." Yan Yu took the opportunity to blow mercilessly. She was almost losing her favor for this guy.
It's right.
Yan Jing stared at the golden arc that covered the rocks, with a cluster of willow eyebrows, a solemn color appeared on her pretty face, and she gently opened her red lips and said, "You two are backing back, I'll crack the seal on it."
"Big wife, can you handle it? Don't hurt yourself." Zhuo Bufan asked repeatedly.
"Little bastard, my sister won't be your big wife... shameless." Yan Yu scolded and cursed with shame and anger on his face.
Yan Jing frowned, turned her head, looked at Zhuo Bufan with a cold expression and said, "Stop talking nonsense, don't get away. If an accident occurs later, I can't protect you."
Zhuo Bufan took a few steps back and laughed, "I knew my eldest wife loved people the most."
Yan Jing and Yan Yu heard him talking nonsense, but they felt angry and helpless, and were a little shy, and they couldn't kill them, so they kept them and liked to take advantage of them. Along the way, both of them seemed to have developed resistance. Yan Jing
He glanced at him coldly, turned his head and stared at the round stone intently.
The Hanba Dynasty placed such precious martial arts on the top of the ancient tower, which was definitely not so easy for people to obtain.
"Tong." Yan Jing emitted a strange syllable from her mouth, and a frost-snow-like arm stuck out from her cuff, spread her five fingers, and five drops of red essence and blood flew out of her fingertips.
At this time, strange black runes appeared on Yan Jing's snow-white lotus arms, exactly the same as the runes on the surface of the ancient tower, like a unique character symbol of the Hanba tribe.
"Sister..." Yan Yu suddenly widened his beautiful eyes and bit his lip and said, "If you use this secret technique, it will harm your body."
"It's okay, just go back and rest for a while." Yan Jing didn't look back and replied directly.
Zhuo Bufan stared at Yan Jing, and could clearly feel the blood in her body burning vigorously. Immediately, five drops of essence and blood flew towards the arc light above the rock, and five light red bloodshots extended from the tips of the five fingers at the same time, continuing to inject them.
Five drops of essence and blood come into contact with arc light, spreading blood lines, and combining them into symbols exactly the same as those outside the ancient tower.
Click...
It seemed as if there was an extremely light sound, and the arc light shrouded on the rocks broke like glass, turning into fine golden spots and disappeared into the air.
Seeing this scene, Yan Jing and Yan Yu's sisters were overjoyed and both showed bright smiles.
"Is it so easy to get the treasure?" Zhuo Bufan's sword eyebrows slightly clustered.
Where there are treasures, dangers are usually accompanied by. Zhuo Bufan was just alert to dangers that might occur at any time, but until Yan Jing broke the seal, the dangers he imagined did not appear.
"Sister, are you okay? Take a pill first." Yan Yulian walked forward and took out a pill for Yan Jing to take it.
Yan Jing swallowed the pill, and a trace of blood finally appeared on her pale and bloodless face. However, the cracking of the seal consumed a lot of money on her. The blood and true energy in her body were completely consumed, and her breath was weak, but her eyes were gaze.
Looking at the gold foil floating on the rock, my white face still had unconcealed joy.
"The gold foil records "Jiu Zhi Zhenlu"?" Zhuo Bufan walked forward and looked at the gold foil above the round stone.
I saw small, extremely obscure and mysterious symbols swimming on the gold foil, densely packed and I couldn't understand them at all. They were somewhat similar to the runes of the donation formation, but they were completely different.
"Stop reading, even if you remember the symbols above, you cannot practice and perform them. To use the secret techniques in "Nine Lords and True Records", we must have the members of the Hanba clan. Without our bloodline, you
It can't be used at all." Yan Yu glanced at Zhuo Bufan and couldn't help but sarcastically.
"I'm just looking at it. My little wife isn't that stingy, right?" Zhuo Bufan moved his eyes, looked at Yan Yu, and smiled.
As Zhuo Bufan expected, the girl's pretty face suddenly became angry, like a cat with a trampled tail, and her hair was almost blown up.
Yan Jing glanced at Yan Yu and said, "Sister, stop arguing with him. Put away the gold foil first. When we leave here, we will part ways with him."
"Okay, I never want to see this little bastard again." Yan Yu glared at Zhuo Bufan and snorted angrily.
"Oh, I didn't expect that my little bastard's life would be so miserable. He saved someone, but the other party treated me as an enemy. He clearly agreed to my request, but now he wants to go back on his word and shouted at me one by one."
Zhuo Bufan sighed and felt compassion for the world.
Yan Yu suddenly stopped, turned around, looked straight at Zhuo Bufan with beautiful eyes, and opened his lips lightly and said, "Little bastard, I will give you a chance. If you can learn "Jiu Zhi Zhen Lu", my sister and I
I promise to be your wife, and if it doesn’t work, shut your mouth.”
Zhuo Bufan frowned and said, "You said just now that if you were not from the Hanba tribe, you would not be able to learn "Jiuzhi Zhenlu". Wouldn't you be cheating?"
"If it's not difficult, then we two sisters won't like you." Yan Yu said happily, looking at Yan Jing and shook her eyes, "Sister, are you right? The person we sisters want to marry must be among the people.
A real dragon can do it.”
Zhuo Bufan put on a contemplative expression, and after a moment, he spoke: "Okay, in order to embrace the beauty, you always have to be more blessed, but it's better than not having a chance."
"Tsk, do you really think you can learn it?" Yan Yu glanced at her mouth, feeling secretly amused.
Yan Yu walked towards the rock, stretched out his jade palm, and turned the true essence into a palm and gently included the suspended gold foil, then carefully took it off, then walked to Zhuo Bufan's side and said, "Then, don't
If you say I bully you, you can record the symbols on the gold foil first, then study them slowly, and wait for tens of thousands of years. Maybe one day you will understand the research and then come to the Hanba tribe to find me and my sister."
Zhuo Bufan's eyes gathered, stared at the gold foil, and directly used his mental power to forcefully carve countless strange symbols, all stored in his own sea of divineness.
Because "The Nine Lords of the True Records" can only allow the Hanba tribe to practice, so there is no barrier for defensive mental power to spy on the gold foil, which makes Zhuo Bufan less effort.
Seeing Zhuo Bufan really used his mental power to record the symbols on the gold foil, Yan Yu was stunned at first, his petite nose wrinkled slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Haha, this guy really knows how to dream in the daytime, and wants to learn "Jiu Zhizhen"