After entering the gate, everyone looked around carefully.
It was pitch black before my eyes, and the air was filled with the smell of dust.
"Clear Light Technique!"
A cultivator shouted softly, and a white ball of light popped out from his finger and flew into the air.
Snap!
The white light ball suddenly exploded and turned into a small cloud of light, emitting soft light and dispelling the surrounding darkness.
"Huh? This is..."
Feng Wuji narrowed his eyes and looked at the suddenly bright environment.
In front of him is an unusually vast stone hall. The floor inside the hall is cracked, and broken black stone pillars are scattered here and there, exuding a sense of dilapidation. Some of the ornaments in the stone hall are covered with sword marks and knife wounds. It is obvious that something happened here.
Over riots.
Everyone frowned, but they didn't expect that there would be ruins inside.
"Everyone, be careful!"
"Spread gently!"
All the elites from all the major forces were present. They held their breath, walked slowly and lightly, and carefully perceived every detail in the stone palace.
"Look!"
Suddenly there was an exclamation, and everyone was shocked and hurried over.
Someone found seven or eight corpses in a corner of the stone hall.
These corpses have long been turned into bones, and their clothes have almost been reduced to ashes, making them unrecognizable. Scattered weapons are scattered around the bones.
In the hand of one of the withered bones, there was a powerful long knife.
It's just that this long knife seems to have been eroded by the years. It has turned yellow all over, has accumulated dust for a long time, and has mottled stains on its body.
"It seems these people died in the previous fight."
"Well, he has been dead for a long time."
After everyone looked at it for a few times, they couldn't see anything interesting, so they lost interest and dispersed to explore elsewhere.
Feng Wuji, however, approached the withered bones and squatted down.
He first glanced at the long knife made of brass in the withered bones' hands, narrowed his eyes, and was immediately attracted by the withered bones.
Feng Wuji's heart was slightly shaken.
These withered bones turned out to be the same as the remains of the previous disciples of Menghun Hall. The sternum was completely shattered, as if it had been broken from the inside out. The bones all over the body were as pale as ashes, without a trace of blood and energy.
He frowned slightly, lost in thought.
"Humph, do you see? This is a bumpkin from the mountains. He has never seen the world, and a broken knife makes him salivate."
A mocking voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Feng Wuji's thoughts.
He looked around and saw a young man in black attire staring at him with hatred on his face.
Feng Wuji remembered that this face was that of the tester next to Zhao Tianming before.
"Zhao Guan, don't be troublesome!"
Another young man beside him said calmly.
The trialist named Zhao Guan gritted his teeth and sneered:
"Wei Zheng, what do you mean by speaking for this boy?"
"Why, thank him for helping you get rid of Brother Tianming? So that you can become the boss of our generation?"
Wei Zheng did not expect Zhao Guan to say this, he raised his eyebrows and said angrily:
"Zhao Guan, what are you talking about! When did I speak for him?!"
His original intention was to dissuade Zhao Guan from provoking Feng Wuji at this time.
Those outsiders can't always protect him!
When they disperse, the four major families will definitely not let this kid go.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Guan mocked him with a gun and a stick.
Zhao Guan snorted coldly and laughed angrily:
"Do you know it yourself?"
Although the four major families have the same overall interests and have formed an alliance, they are also fighting openly and secretly internally.
Among the four major families of this generation, the Zhao family is the most respected.
And Zhao Tianming was naturally the undisputed leader among the younger generation of the four major families. As a result, before Zhao Tianming could enter the giant palace, he was seriously injured by Feng Wuji and left sadly.
Zhao Guan had admired Zhao Tianming extremely since he was a child. He found it difficult to accept this fact and hated Feng Wuji to the core.
He naturally understood that Feng Wuji would be a dead man sooner or later, but he couldn't help but want to mock this little bastard.
Wei Zheng was obviously the direct beneficiary, but he still jumped out to tell him to stay out of trouble. How could Zhao Guan not be angry!
"you……"
Wei Zheng's eyes flashed with anger and he was about to scold him.
"Enough!"
"You think you're not embarrassed enough to have internal strife in public, right?"
An old man came out and shouted coldly.
Wei Zheng and Zhao Guan shut up at the same time and glared at each other, not daring to do it again.
Feng Wuji shook his head in confusion, why was there so much internal strife?
He chuckled, continued to stare down at the bones, and said lightly: "Trash is trash."
The old man's expression froze, and he stared intently at this young man from the mountains who had frustrated the four major families several times.
"I think what Zhao Guan said is correct."
"Just a kid like you who has never seen the world will just pick up a piece of broken iron and treat it as a treasure."
The old man sneered.
"How can a true magic weapon be covered in dust and dirty here?"
He also thought Feng Wuji was studying the broken knife in Dry Bones' hand.
The people around him shook their heads.
As soon as they entered the main hall, the two sides were already incompatible with each other.
Feng Wuji sighed, took out the long knife from the withered hand, shook it in his hand, and said softly:
"One of you is old and dim, and the other is blind."
"It's very good. We are indeed a family that has entered the same door together."
As soon as he said this, the expressions of the people from the four major families around him changed, and they suddenly surrounded him.
"Little bastard, what are you talking about!"
Feng Wuji glanced sideways and said without fear:
"I said, you are all just blind."
"Do you really think this is scrap metal?"
He holds the knife in his right hand and holds it in front of his chest.
call!
Feng Wuji gently blew on the rusty long knife.
Click, click, click!
The next breath, the long knife was suddenly frozen into ice.
The people around looked at Feng Wuji with great interest, wondering what this kid was going to do.
After the previous battle, they were full of curiosity about this boy.
Feng Wuji stretched out his left hand and knocked on the completely frozen blade.
Boom! Boom!
An extremely tiny black spark burst out quietly when struck.
After repeating this several times.
Wow!
The ice on the knife, accompanied by rust stains, suddenly shattered, revealing its true appearance that had been covered in dust for a long time.
Buzz!
Everyone looked at it intently and were all surprised.
"This...this is!?"
I saw the long knife in Feng Wuji's hand. It was all black and yellow, the blade was like autumn frost, and it exuded an extremely sharp aura. It still had the appearance of scrap metal from before.
He waved it, and the blade buzzed loudly, with a faint blade wrapped around it. At this moment, even a three-year-old child understood that this blade was extremely extraordinary!
Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.
Feng Wuji gently stroked the blade, feeling the pleasure coming from the blade, and said with satisfaction:
"Today is such a good day."
"As soon as I walked in, I picked up a precious sword."
He raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the expressions of the people around him, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that this sword made of black and yellow iron is just scrap metal in the eyes of others."
"Then I can only accept it reluctantly."
What, Xuanhuang Tiejing?!
Everyone fell into deathly silence.
The next moment, they seemed to react.
boom!
Including the old man, everyone was like hungry dogs fighting for food, and their bodies flashed in an instant.
They rushed towards the weapons scattered on the ground!