On the laurel tree, everyone's eyes were staring at the fruits of the tree, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden, and they were dazzled by the sight.
"There is a special charm in this divine leaf. I vaguely feel like a weapon."
Someone pointed to one of the leaves and said.
After hearing the words, everyone immediately came forward to watch. Lightning flashed in their eyes, and some even used secret techniques to get a glimpse of what was going on.
"It is indeed a weapon."
Faintly, the shadow of a knife gradually showed its outline. From the outline, this knife looked simple and elegant, and it was surrounded by a unique power. It must be an artifact.
Suddenly someone was moved.
A god-level weapon is the most direct way to improve combat effectiveness. Some of them may have god-level weapons, but they may not have god-level weapons.
Then someone's heart moved, and he stepped forward and said: "Everyone, I see that this sword is destined to me. Can you part with it?"
The speaker was named Meng Yu. During the last battle for Shinto, he relied on a set of sword skills to defeat the siege of three or four people and successfully captured the altar.
Unfortunately, as Wu Xiang said, they were unable to ignite the divine fire. Meng Yu tried many times, but in the end he could only leave with a shameful face, giving up the divine throne he finally won to his own clan.
Because of this incident, Meng Yu had the urge to vomit blood every time he thought about it. It was not until he learned the truth from Wu Xiang that he felt relieved.
The six people looked at each other after hearing this, but no one planned to compete with Meng Yu.
There are not many people who use knives, and there are too many treasures hidden in the leaves here. There is no need to fall out with Meng Yu over one of the artifacts that he is not good at.
What's more, they wanted Meng Yu to be the first person to eat crabs, to verify their thoughts.
For a moment, they all took a step back, indicating that they were willing to give way to Meng Yu.
Upon seeing this, Meng Yu was immediately overjoyed. After thanking the six people repeatedly, he turned around and stretched out his hand eagerly.
Each of the precious leaves on the laurel is as big as a basketball. When he picked it gently, the precious leaf shining with divine light fell on his hand.
The treasure leaf was in his hands, and the heavy weight made Meng Yu's expression change. He was almost crushed by the leaf and climbed down. He quickly awakened his spiritual energy, and then reluctantly held the treasure leaf in his arms.
Holding this treasure leaf, Meng Yu couldn't help but feel excited, but he was also a little confused. Although he had obtained the treasure leaf, he didn't know how to take out the items inside.
At this time, the girl standing on the top of the mountain reminded me: "As long as you get out of the scope of the laurel, the things in the leaves will naturally be available."
After hearing the girl's explanation, Meng Yu was overjoyed. After nodding to everyone, he ran out of the shade of the laurel sacred tree.
As soon as he took two steps, the treasure leaf in his hand suddenly bloomed with divine light.
Everyone watched with wide eyes, and saw the outline of a big sword gradually becoming clearer in the divine light, and Meng Yu was so excited that his heart almost jumped in his throat.
Unconsciously, he reached out and grabbed the big knife.
However, when his hand touched this brilliant sword, everyone was dumbfounded in the next second.
Meng Yu's palm actually passed through the magic sword, and the body of the sword suddenly turned into dots of fluorescence, and then disappeared without a trace under the comments of everyone.
Meng Yu still kept a stiff smile on his face, until the divine light completely dissipated, his hands were still raised in the air, and he was dumbfounded.
"How...how could this happen??"
After a while, he came back to his senses and asked sternly at the girl on the top of the mountain: "Where is the promised treasure? Why is there nothing? Why are you teasing us like this!"
No wonder he was so angry. As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The artifact that was obtained for free disappeared like this, and no one would feel balanced.
"The gods have spirits. I have just said that there are only sixty-four leaves in thirty-two years. Look, there are more than sixty-four leaves here. There are naturally split shadows of the gods to confuse the eyes. I can only say
Your Excellency is too impatient."
The girl said calmly.
When Meng Yu heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He was not a fool. The girl's implication was to remind him in a subtle way that he had accidentally followed someone else's plan and became someone else's pawn.
Meng Yu's expression suddenly changed, and he turned back to look at the other six people. Sure enough, he saw the six people looking at him silently, with a cold and mocking light flashing in their eyes.
When someone discovers a treasure, why should you be the first to get it? It's because he didn't pay attention to the number of these divine leaves and became a touchstone for others. This mute Meng Yu didn't even have a chance to complain to anyone.
Thinking of this, he turned around unwillingly and wanted to try again, but as soon as he got close to the sacred tree, he suddenly saw the sacred tree tremble and send out wisps of divine light to form a barrier, actually blocking him out and preventing him from getting close.
At this time, the girl continued: "Everyone only has one chance. If you make the wrong choice, you will have to wait another thirty-two years. I have said this before."
At this moment, Meng Yu's face turned bitter, and he was so depressed that he went crazy. He tried to take a step forward, but the barrier of the sacred tree was far more powerful than he thought, and he would not be given a chance at all.
The remaining six people looked at each other, and after absorbing Meng Yu's valuable experience, they immediately dispersed and began to carefully select around the sacred tree.
As for Meng Yu, he could only stand outside and stare with a depressed expression.
While the six people were choosing treasure leaves, Ding Xiaoyi looked completely nonchalant, walking leisurely under the sacred tree.
His mind was not focused on these so-called treasure leaves at all, but he controlled his big eyes and looked quietly towards the abyss-like valley under the tree.
black!
After entering the abyss with big eyes, Ding Xiaoyi's first feeling was that it was too dark here, not even a little light came in.
In a dark environment, the air becomes very dirty.
Ding Xiaoyi continued to explore downwards, but when the big eyeball had just descended halfway, it suddenly seemed to hit something.
The same goes for walking both ways, as if you've hit bottom.
Just when he was doubting, a faint light flickered in the darkness before his eyes.
The dim light is like a candlelight in the darkness.
When he wanted to get closer to see clearly, the fire suddenly became brighter.
The cold light illuminated the darkness, and Ding Xiaoyi, standing under the sacred tree, suddenly felt cold all over.
Only then did he realize that the faint cold light was actually a huge eyeball, and his gaze seemed to be looking directly at himself through the big eyeball.
The next moment, an aura of destruction surged in, instantly cutting off the connection between him and Big Eyeball.
At the same time, there was a "Bang!" sound in his arms. He looked down and found that his summoning staff had turned into powder.
"hiss!"
Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the damage to the summoning scepter. He couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air, his whole body went cold, and there was a burst of fear in his heart.
Fortunately, I went down to visit with my big eyes. If I had gone down by myself, I would probably have to shed my skin even if I didn't die.
What is it down there? So terrifying?
Ding Xiaoyi thought of the gaze cast by that eye just now. It was silent, cold, and even resentful like a poisonous snake. Thinking of it made people feel numb in the scalp and trembled in fear.
He concluded that it was definitely not a god, let alone an ancient god.
Such an evil aura is almost suffocating.
What does the suppression of this thing here have to do with Wuxiang? Could it be that the reason why Wuxiang is so confident is also because of this relationship?
In the midst of all kinds of confusion in his mind.
There was a burst of exclamation from the side. When he looked back, he found that everyone was staring at the black coffin standing outside the shade of the tree and screaming.
I saw the black coffin holding a fan in his hand. It was a large cyan fan, half as tall as a man. There were a day and a month on the left and right of the fan, in two colors: gold and silver.
The hand held by the black coffin is shining brightly, and the divine light is bright. It is obvious that this is the artifact that everyone desires but cannot obtain.
"This guy is so lucky!"
Everyone looked at the fan in his hand and felt a burst of envy and jealousy. They originally thought it was another Kong Ye, a clone of a certain artifact, but they didn't expect the result to be beyond their expectations. Everyone drooled with greed and cursed Black Coffin.
Shit luck.
"Not bad, not bad. Congratulations to Brother Black Coffin for getting this treasure." Someone complimented, but then his voice changed with regret: "It's a pity that it's just a fan. Although it seems to be shining with divine light, its power is probably much weaker.
point."
"Yeah, yeah, it's a pity, but it's better than nothing."
"It should be some kind of auxiliary or defensive artifact. The fan is so big that it will be in the way when it's turned."
A few people began to speak ill of the situation.
Black Coffin ignored them. He put the fan in his hand and pondered it for a while, then waved it in the distance.
"boom"
Suddenly, the wind and fire swirled in front of me, and the terrifying strong wind suddenly blew the rocks, grass and trees into powder, and then they were burned by the green flames, leaving not even slag behind.
The huge mountaintop was reduced to flat ground in just an instant.
Seeing the terrifying power of this fan, those who had been denigrating just now almost bit off their tongues.
Even the artifacts in their hands do not have such terrifying power. This fan is definitely an offensive treasure.
For a moment, I just wanted to rush forward and snatch it away.
However, Hei Coffin immediately put away the fan and said with a smile: "Thank you all for your support. I'm very lucky. I'll give you a drink when I have the opportunity in the future. I have some things to do at home, so I won't stay here any longer. Please take your leave."
After saying that, Black Coffin decisively took out the black stones that the girl had given out before, crushed one, and immediately disappeared into the air.
"Humph, he ran pretty fast!"
When everyone saw this, they didn't want to pursue it. They could only snort and continue to ponder under the sacred tree. With the precedent of the black coffin, they were more cautious now.
But even so, luck is not available to everyone.
After one after another they chose a treasure leaf and left, except for one of them who got a spear from it, the others were all in vain, causing everyone to curse and curse their bad luck.
"Hey, bad luck. I didn't wash my hands when I went out."
Some people sighed, wishing to rush in and choose again, but they couldn't rush through the barrier of the sacred tree, so they could only shake their heads silently.
"Hey, wait, there's another person here!"
At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that there were eight of them in total. In addition to the black coffin that had gone away, there was another person under the sacred tree at the moment. It was none other than Ding Xiaoyi, who they had not paid much attention to.