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One hundred thousand mountains.
The Fulong mountains.
Not long after the terrible hurricane, there are also careful storms from time to time. The east side of Fulong mountain near the sea is in a mess.
But in the whistling wind, a teenager Friar's body is surrounded by a layer of Blue Shield, carefully avoiding the whirlwind from time to time, searching carefully in the mountains.
"The pills for cultivation are not enough. Now my five level cultivation of Qi is still the best among the younger generation of the tribe, but it's far from the requirement of entering the sect."
Young Zongqing thought in his heart, picked up a light blue stone from the sand and stone on the ground.
"Second level water stone, good baby!"
Youth Zong Qing looked at it, showing a trace of joy.
This spirit material is not precious, but it has a wide range of uses. Many tribes use this spirit material to arrange the spirit gathering array. There is a large demand and the price is reasonable. This piece of water accumulation stone can be exchanged for two pills, which can be worth more than half a month's hard cultivation.
Just come out not long, is to have this kind of harvest, Zongqing overjoyed.
But in the next two hours, Zongqing ran dozens of kilometers without any other harvest.
"So bad luck today?"
Zong Qing thought, continue to search.
Before long, Zong Qing came to the side of a dim stone.
This stone is obviously not something in the mountains. There is a light aura on it. But Zong Qing thought about it, but he didn't have the slightest message of this kind of aura.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Zong Qing thought about it and wanted to get the treasure into the storage bag.
But after trying it, I found that it couldn't move.
"Is it a strange treasure?"
Zong Qing's eyes are shining, and he can't put the treasure in the storage bag, but it's rare. Although Zong Qing hasn't met it, he has heard of such rumors. Thinking of this, Zong Qing clenches his teeth and waves his arms to pick up the stone.
But when it was wrapped up, Zong Qing almost fell down.
The stone is not heavy.
"It must be a baby."
Zong Qing thought in his heart, holding the stone and walking towards the tribe.
After walking for more than four hours, in the endless mountains, Zongqing finally returned to the Shanzhai.
The barbarian mountain stronghold was originally very rough, but over the years, more and more people have been cultivating immortals in each mountain stronghold, and it has gradually changed. Rough is not the mainstream, but it has become a little delicate. For example, in many places of this stronghold, simple arrays are arranged to gather aura and cultivate elixir.
Zong Qing returned to the village, put the stones in his house, and tried all kinds of methods.
The burning of flame and the striking of magic weapon can't destroy the stone.
"When the clan elders come back, I'll ask what treasure it is."
Zong Qing thought in his heart and went out after closing the door.
After half a pillar of incense, Zongqing came to the center of the tribe.
This is a piece of jade bamboo that is jingling. It's just a first-order wooden bamboo. It's hard to make any magic weapon or treasure. But the biggest function of jade bamboo is to gather aura. The aura near the wooden bamboo is more than 30% higher than that in other parts of the mountain village. That's why.
"Zongqing, what's your harvest today?"
Zong Qinggang came here, next to a slightly visible figure is to ask.
"It's a bit of a harvest. I don't know what it is. I'm going to show it to the clan elders when they come back." Zong Qing said without salt. The man who just spoke is Zongyuan. His accomplishments are six levels of Qi training, ranking first among the tribes. Zongqing is the second. They usually fight with each other, and their words will run.
Hearing this, Zongyuan turned his lips and said:
"Zongqing, I don't mean you. Your talent is not under me. Don't daydream. If you have time to practice more skills, it's the key to enter the sect as soon as possible. It's very difficult to enter the three major sects, but it's always possible to do it a little later."
Zong qingmo was silent.
Zong Qing's talent is really good. He has more than 70 points of Linggen potential in civil engineering, which is excellent.
But five years ago, Zongqing's parents were hunting monsters in the mountains. Unfortunately, they died. Without the help of their parents, Zongqing practiced alone. Even with the care of the elders, he could not compare with his parents.
But the principle of Zongyuan is not the same. Although the parents only practice Qi seven levels, they accumulate spirit stones and buy pills all day long and give them to Zongyuan. This is the gap.
Zongqing didn't say a word, and Zongyuan didn't think it was meaningful.
After a pause, Zongyuan took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Zongqing: "there is also a Qi refining pill in it. Practice more and try to enter the later stage of Qi training as soon as possible. Then you and I will enter zongmen together. Only when the clan is old can the stockade be preserved."Zong Qing was stunned and didn't answer.
Zong principle is to put the pill into Zong Qing's arms, sit aside and start practicing.
Zongqing took a look at Zongyuan and sat down to practice meditation.
More than two hours later, a flying magic weapon fell from the air and came to the tribe.
The man was very old and gray.
"Old clan!"
"The old man."
Among the tribes, seeing this situation, many people came out.
Lao Zong Yong nodded and called the three people with the highest accomplishments to come.
Inside.
After opening the vigilance array, Lao Zong Yong took out a statue from his arms. The statue was a figure standing with legs open, hands on his chest, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground.
At the sight of the statue, the three people turned red instantly.
"Clan elder, is this the heritage of our barbarians?"
A man asked.
There are more than one hundred thousand mountains, which are endless and boundless. In these mountains, except for nearly one hundred schools, there are barbarians. After the rise of those who cultivated immortals, barbarians fought against them.
Later, the barbarians were almost extinct.
But now whether they are barbarians or immortals, they are all human blood, and there is no difference.
The difference between the barbarians and the people who cultivate immortals is that the barbarians specialize in the physical body, and the physical body is terrifying, while the friars have many magic skills, weird secret skills, and unlimited magic power, so they can win in the end.
Zong Yong nodded and said:
"I'm lucky to go out this trip. What I got is the treasure of the ancient skills of the barbarians. This skill and the method of cultivating immortals can be used in common. In recent days, everyone in the clan understands the inherited statue in turn to see if they can understand the skills."
"Well, now the Shanzhai is going to rise."
All three of them were happy.
Zong Yong didn't say much. To put the statue in the center is to let three people sit around the statue and understand.
But when the night came, the three still had no feeling, so they had to leave.
At this time, Zong Qing, holding the dim stone, stood in front of the clan's old stone house.
"Qing'er, come in if you have something to do."
The old spirit of the clan spoke.
Zong Qing opened the door and went into the stone house. He put the stone in the house.
"Mr. Zu, I collected this thing after the hurricane. I don't know what it is. Please take a look at it for me." Zong Qing said respectfully.
Lao Zong Yong nodded and looked around the stone.
However, with several methods, there is no clue.
"Qing'er, don't worry about it. Since it's here, just have a try." Zong Yong waved his hand, took out the statue and put it on the stone in front of Zongqing.
"What is this?"
Zongqing asked curiously.
"Don't ask too much. Keep calm and concentrate. Keep an eye on the statue and see if you can see anything from it." Zong Yongshen said.
Zong Qing nodded and did it.
At the beginning, nothing happened. Zong Qing looked at the statue for a long time and said nothing.
But slowly, there is a long-term breath on the statue, and under this breath, the statue emits light, shining on the whole stone house.
Zong Qing is completely dull.
Zong Yong opened the array around the stone house and waited quietly.
The atmosphere above the statue became more and more strong. At this time, Zong Yong also found something strange. The stone below the statue also emitted a light of five colors.
"What's this?"
Zong Yong frowned.
Time passed slowly.
Until a stone with five colors of light slowly split, and a voice came out: "good skill, I didn't expect such a harvest."
Hearing this, Zong Yong's face changed greatly.
But the next moment, the stone was cracked, and a young monk appeared from the stone, holding the statue in his hand.
"You Give me the treasure back. "
Zong Yong was shocked and angry.
There is a monk hiding in the stone. He took away the inheritance he had worked so hard to get. How can this be.
In desperation, Zong Yongji raised a long blue sword and killed it in an instant.
Naturally, this man is Hong Ming.
The secret skill of five elements sealing yuan is one of the most difficult skills to practice in the true formula of small five elements. Hong Ming practiced hard in the sea for six years, and only after he understood countless runes can he perform this secret skill.
After performing this secret skill, the five elements spirit power gushes out, forming a light cocoon, and the defense power will be extremely terrifying.
Even if the fifth level monster wants to break through, it is very difficult.The price of this secret skill is that Hong Ming will fall into a deep sleep, and he will not be able to get out.
When Hong Ming was carried up the mountain by Zong Qing, he had already come to life, but it would take some time to recover his strength. Hong Ming was not in a hurry. It was only when the statue appeared that Hong Ming came out of the cocoon.
The blue long sword is a top-grade magic weapon, which is extremely extraordinary.
This sword is very fast. The blue wind blade on the long sword is also very sharp. It's not something that ordinary friars in Qi training period can resist.
But when Hong Ming saw this, he stretched out his hand and flashed the colorful light on his hand, and then he grasped the sword.
Then, Hong Ming took a long knife and looked at it carefully.
"You, give me back the treasure."
Zongyong's face changed greatly, but he still said so.
It's very important to inherit the treasure. Even if you use the secret skill to die with this person, Zong Yong will not hesitate.
Hong Ming nodded when he heard the words. As soon as he threw his hand, both the sword and the statue floated to Zongyong. After the latter received the two treasures, his face looked ecstatic and unbelievable.
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One hundred thousand mountains.
The Fulong mountains.
Not long after the terrible hurricane, there are also careful storms from time to time. The east side of Fulong mountain near the sea is in a mess.
But in the whistling wind, a teenager Friar's body is surrounded by a layer of Blue Shield, carefully avoiding the whirlwind from time to time, searching carefully in the mountains.
"The pills for cultivation are not enough. Now my five level cultivation of Qi is still the best among the younger generation of the tribe, but it's far from the requirement of entering the sect."
Young Zongqing thought in his heart, picked up a light blue stone from the sand and stone on the ground.
"Second level water stone, good baby!"
Youth Zong Qing looked at it, showing a trace of joy.
This spirit material is not precious, but it has a wide range of uses. Many tribes use this spirit material to arrange the spirit gathering array. There is a large demand and the price is reasonable. This piece of water accumulation stone can be exchanged for two pills, which can be worth more than half a month's hard cultivation.
Just come out not long, is to have this kind of harvest, Zongqing overjoyed.
But in the next two hours, Zongqing ran dozens of kilometers without any other harvest.
"So bad luck today?"
Zong Qing thought, continue to search.
Before long, Zong Qing came to the side of a dim stone.
This stone is obviously not something in the mountains. There is a light aura on it. But Zong Qing thought about it, but he didn't have the slightest message of this kind of aura.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Zong Qing thought about it and wanted to get the treasure into the storage bag.
But after trying it, I found that it couldn't move.
"Is it a strange treasure?"
Zong Qing's eyes are shining, and he can't put the treasure in the storage bag, but it's rare. Although Zong Qing hasn't met it, he has heard of such rumors. Thinking of this, Zong Qing clenches his teeth and waves his arms to pick up the stone.
But when it was wrapped up, Zong Qing almost fell down.
The stone is not heavy.
"It must be a baby."
Zong Qing thought in his heart, holding the stone and walking towards the tribe.
After walking for more than four hours, in the endless mountains, Zongqing finally returned to the Shanzhai.
The barbarian mountain stronghold was originally very rough, but over the years, more and more people have been cultivating immortals in each mountain stronghold, and it has gradually changed. Rough is not the mainstream, but it has become a little delicate. For example, in many places of this stronghold, simple arrays are arranged to gather aura and cultivate elixir.
Zong Qing returned to the village, put the stones in his house, and tried all kinds of methods.
The burning of flame and the striking of magic weapon can't destroy the stone.
"When the clan elders come back, I'll ask what treasure it is."
Zong Qing thought in his heart and went out after closing the door.
After half a pillar of incense, Zongqing came to the center of the tribe.
This is a piece of jade bamboo that is jingling. It's just a first-order wooden bamboo. It's hard to make any magic weapon or treasure. But the biggest function of jade bamboo is to gather aura. The aura near the wooden bamboo is more than 30% higher than that in other parts of the mountain village. That's why.
"Zongqing, what's your harvest today?"
Zong Qinggang came here, next to a slightly visible figure is to ask.
"It's a bit of a harvest. I don't know what it is. I'm going to show it to the clan elders when they come back." Zong Qing said without salt. The man who just spoke is Zongyuan. His accomplishments are six levels of Qi training, ranking first among the tribes. Zongqing is the second. They usually fight with each other, and their words will run.
Hearing this, Zongyuan turned his lips and said:
"Zongqing, I don't mean you. Your talent is not under me. Don't daydream. If you have time to practice more skills, it's the key to enter the sect as soon as possible. It's very difficult to enter the three major sects, but it's always possible to do it a little later."
Zong qingmo was silent.
Zong Qing's talent is really good. He has more than 70 points of Linggen potential in civil engineering, which is excellent.
But five years ago, Zongqing's parents were hunting monsters in the mountains. Unfortunately, they died. Without the help of their parents, Zongqing practiced alone. Even with the care of the elders, he could not compare with his parents.
But the principle of Zongyuan is not the same. Although the parents only practice Qi seven levels, they accumulate spirit stones and buy pills all day long and give them to Zongyuan. This is the gap.
Zongqing didn't say a word, and Zongyuan didn't think it was meaningful.
After a pause, Zongyuan took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Zongqing: "there is also a Qi refining pill in it. Practice more and try to enter the later stage of Qi training as soon as possible. Then you and I will enter zongmen together. Only when the clan is old can the stockade be preserved."Zong Qing was stunned and didn't answer.
Zong principle is to put the pill into Zong Qing's arms, sit aside and start practicing.
Zongqing took a look at Zongyuan and sat down to practice meditation.
More than two hours later, a flying magic weapon fell from the air and came to the tribe.
The man was very old and gray.
"Old clan!"
"The old man."
Among the tribes, seeing this situation, many people came out.
Lao Zong Yong nodded and called the three people with the highest accomplishments to come.
Inside.
After opening the vigilance array, Lao Zong Yong took out a statue from his arms. The statue was a figure standing with legs open, hands on his chest, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground.
At the sight of the statue, the three people turned red instantly.
"Clan elder, is this the heritage of our barbarians?"
A man asked.
There are more than one hundred thousand mountains, which are endless and boundless. In these mountains, except for nearly one hundred schools, there are barbarians. After the rise of those who cultivated immortals, barbarians fought against them.
Later, the barbarians were almost extinct.
But now whether they are barbarians or immortals, they are all human blood, and there is no difference.
The difference between the barbarians and the people who cultivate immortals is that the barbarians specialize in the physical body, and the physical body is terrifying, while the friars have many magic skills, weird secret skills, and unlimited magic power, so they can win in the end.
Zong Yong nodded and said:
"I'm lucky to go out this trip. What I got is the treasure of the ancient skills of the barbarians. This skill and the method of cultivating immortals can be used in common. In recent days, everyone in the clan understands the inherited statue in turn to see if they can understand the skills."
"Well, now the Shanzhai is going to rise."
All three of them were happy.
Zong Yong didn't say much. To put the statue in the center is to let three people sit around the statue and understand.
But when the night came, the three still had no feeling, so they had to leave.
At this time, Zong Qing, holding the dim stone, stood in front of the clan's old stone house.
"Qing'er, come in if you have something to do."
The old spirit of the clan spoke.
Zong Qing opened the door and went into the stone house. He put the stone in the house.
"Mr. Zu, I collected this thing after the hurricane. I don't know what it is. Please take a look at it for me." Zong Qing said respectfully.
Lao Zong Yong nodded and looked around the stone.
However, with several methods, there is no clue.
"Qing'er, don't worry about it. Since it's here, just have a try." Zong Yong waved his hand, took out the statue and put it on the stone in front of Zongqing.
"What is this?"
Zongqing asked curiously.
"Don't ask too much. Keep calm and concentrate. Keep an eye on the statue and see if you can see anything from it." Zong Yongshen said.
Zong Qing nodded and did it.
At the beginning, nothing happened. Zong Qing looked at the statue for a long time and said nothing.
But slowly, there is a long-term breath on the statue, and under this breath, the statue emits light, shining on the whole stone house.
Zong Qing is completely dull.
Zong Yong opened the array around the stone house and waited quietly.
The atmosphere above the statue became more and more strong. At this time, Zong Yong also found something strange. The stone below the statue also emitted a light of five colors.
"What's this?"
Zong Yong frowned.
Time passed slowly.
Until a stone with five colors of light slowly split, and a voice came out: "good skill, I didn't expect such a harvest."
Hearing this, Zong Yong's face changed greatly.
But the next moment, the stone was cracked, and a young monk appeared from the stone, holding the statue in his hand.
"You Give me the treasure back. "
Zong Yong was shocked and angry.
There is a monk hiding in the stone. He took away the inheritance he had worked so hard to get. How can this be.
In desperation, Zong Yongji raised a long blue sword and killed it in an instant.
Naturally, this man is Hong Ming.
The secret skill of five elements sealing yuan is one of the most difficult skills to practice in the true formula of small five elements. Hong Ming practiced hard in the sea for six years, and only after he understood countless runes can he perform this secret skill.
After performing this secret skill, the five elements spirit power gushes out, forming a light cocoon, and the defense power will be extremely terrifying.
Even if the fifth level monster wants to break through, it is very difficult.The price of this secret skill is that Hong Ming will fall into a deep sleep, and he will not be able to get out.
When Hong Ming was carried up the mountain by Zong Qing, he had already come to life, but it would take some time to recover his strength. Hong Ming was not in a hurry. It was only when the statue appeared that Hong Ming came out of the cocoon.
The blue long sword is a top-grade magic weapon, which is extremely extraordinary.
This sword is very fast. The blue wind blade on the long sword is also very sharp. It's not something that ordinary friars in Qi training period can resist.
But when Hong Ming saw this, he stretched out his hand and flashed the colorful light on his hand, and then he grasped the sword.
Then, Hong Ming took a long knife and looked at it carefully.
"You, give me back the treasure."
Zongyong's face changed greatly, but he still said so.
It's very important to inherit the treasure. Even if you use the secret skill to die with this person, Zong Yong will not hesitate.
Hong Ming nodded when he heard the words. As soon as he threw his hand, both the sword and the statue floated to Zongyong. After the latter received the two treasures, his face looked ecstatic and unbelievable.
One hundred thousand mountains. The Fulong mountains. Not long after the terrible hurricane, there are also careful storms from time to time. The east side of Fulong mountain near the sea is in a mess. But in the whistling wind, a teenager Friar's body is surrounded by a layer of Blue Shield, carefully avoiding the whirlwind from time to time, searching carefully in the mountains. "The pills for cultivation are not enough. Now my five level cultivation of Qi is still the best among the younger generation of the tribe, but it's far from the requirement of entering the sect." Young Zongqing thought in his heart, picked up a light blue stone from the sand and stone on the ground. "Second level water stone, good baby!" Youth Zong Qing looked at it, showing a trace of joy. This spirit material is not precious, but it has a wide range of uses. Many tribes use this spirit material to arrange the spirit gathering array. There is a large demand and the price is reasonable. This piece of water accumulation stone can be exchanged for two pills, which can be worth more than half a month's hard cultivation. Just come out not long, is to have this kind of harvest, Zongqing overjoyed. But in the next two hours, Zongqing ran dozens of kilometers without any other harvest. "So bad luck today?" Zong Qing thought, continue to search. Before long, Zong Qing came to the side of a dim stone. This stone is obviously not something in the mountains. There is a light aura on it. But Zong Qing thought about it, but he didn't have the slightest message of this kind of aura. "What kind of treasure is this?" Zong Qing thought about it and wanted to get the treasure into the storage bag. But after trying it, I found that it couldn't move. "Is it a strange treasure?" Zong Qing's eyes are shining, and he can't put the treasure in the storage bag, but it's rare. Although Zong Qing hasn't met it, he has heard of such rumors. Thinking of this, Zong Qing clenches his teeth and waves his arms to pick up the stone. But when it was wrapped up, Zong Qing almost fell down. The stone is not heavy. "It must be a baby." Zong Qing thought in his heart, holding the stone and walking towards the tribe. After walking for more than four hours, in the endless mountains, Zongqing finally returned to the Shanzhai. The barbarian mountain stronghold was originally very rough, but over the years, more and more people have been cultivating immortals in each mountain stronghold, and it has gradually changed. Rough is not the mainstream, but it has become a little delicate. For example, in many places of this stronghold, simple arrays are arranged to gather aura and cultivate elixir. Zong Qing returned to the village, put the stones in his house, and tried all kinds of methods. The burning of flame and the striking of magic weapon can't destroy the stone. "When the clan elders come back, I'll ask what treasure it is." Zong Qing thought in his heart and went out after closing the door. After half a pillar of incense, Zongqing came to the center of the tribe. This is a piece of jade bamboo that is jingling. It's just a first-order wooden bamboo. It's hard to make any magic weapon or treasure. But the biggest function of jade bamboo is to gather aura. The aura near the wooden bamboo is more than 30% higher than that in other parts of the mountain village. That's why. "Zongqing, what's your harvest today?" Zong Qinggang came here, next to a slightly visible figure is to ask. "It's a bit of a harvest. I don't know what it is. I'm going to show it to the clan elders when they come back." Zong Qing said without salt. The man who just spoke is Zongyuan. His accomplishments are six levels of Qi training, ranking first among the tribes. Zongqing is the second. They usually fight with each other, and their words will run. Hearing this, Zongyuan turned his lips and said: "Zongqing, I don't mean you. Your talent is not under me. Don't daydream. If you have time to practice more skills, it's the key to enter the sect as soon as possible. It's very difficult to enter the three major sects, but it's always possible to do it a little later." Zong qingmo was silent. Zong Qing's talent is really good. He has more than 70 points of Linggen potential in civil engineering, which is excellent. But five years ago, Zongqing's parents were hunting monsters in the mountains. Unfortunately, they died. Without the help of their parents, Zongqing practiced alone. Even with the care of the elders, he could not compare with his parents. But the principle of Zongyuan is not the same. Although the parents only practice Qi seven levels, they accumulate spirit stones and buy pills all day long and give them to Zongyuan. This is the gap. Zongqing didn't say a word, and Zongyuan didn't think it was meaningful. After a pause, Zongyuan took out a jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Zongqing: "there is also a Qi refining pill in it. Practice more and try to enter the later stage of Qi training as soon as possible. Then you and I will enter zongmen together. Only when the clan is old can the stockade be preserved."Zong Qing was stunned and didn't answer. Zong principle is to put the pill into Zong Qing's arms, sit aside and start practicing. Zongqing took a look at Zongyuan and sat down to practice meditation. More than two hours later, a flying magic weapon fell from the air and came to the tribe. The man was very old and gray. "Old clan!" "The old man." Among the tribes, seeing this situation, many people came out. Lao Zong Yong nodded and called the three people with the highest accomplishments to come. Inside. After opening the vigilance array, Lao Zong Yong took out a statue from his arms. The statue was a figure standing with legs open, hands on his chest, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground. At the sight of the statue, the three people turned red instantly. "Clan elder, is this the heritage of our barbarians?" A man asked. There are more than one hundred thousand mountains, which are endless and boundless. In these mountains, except for nearly one hundred schools, there are barbarians. After the rise of those who cultivated immortals, barbarians fought against them. Later, the barbarians were almost extinct. But now whether they are barbarians or immortals, they are all human blood, and there is no difference. The difference between the barbarians and the people who cultivate immortals is that the barbarians specialize in the physical body, and the physical body is terrifying, while the friars have many magic skills, weird secret skills, and unlimited magic power, so they can win in the end. Zong Yong nodded and said: "I'm lucky to go out this trip. What I got is the treasure of the ancient skills of the barbarians. This skill and the method of cultivating immortals can be used in common. In recent days, everyone in the clan understands the inherited statue in turn to see if they can understand the skills." "Well, now the Shanzhai is going to rise." All three of them were happy. Zong Yong didn't say much. To put the statue in the center is to let three people sit around the statue and understand. But when the night came, the three still had no feeling, so they had to leave. At this time, Zong Qing, holding the dim stone, stood in front of the clan's old stone house. "Qing'er, come in if you have something to do." The old spirit of the clan spoke. Zong Qing opened the door and went into the stone house. He put the stone in the house. "Mr. Zu, I collected this thing after the hurricane. I don't know what it is. Please take a look at it for me." Zong Qing said respectfully. Lao Zong Yong nodded and looked around the stone. However, with several methods, there is no clue. "Qing'er, don't worry about it. Since it's here, just have a try." Zong Yong waved his hand, took out the statue and put it on the stone in front of Zongqing. "What is this?" Zongqing asked curiously. "Don't ask too much. Keep calm and concentrate. Keep an eye on the statue and see if you can see anything from it." Zong Yongshen said. Zong Qing nodded and did it. At the beginning, nothing happened. Zong Qing looked at the statue for a long time and said nothing. But slowly, there is a long-term breath on the statue, and under this breath, the statue emits light, shining on the whole stone house. Zong Qing is completely dull. Zong Yong opened the array around the stone house and waited quietly. The atmosphere above the statue became more and more strong. At this time, Zong Yong also found something strange. The stone below the statue also emitted a light of five colors. "What's this?" Zong Yong frowned. Time passed slowly. Until a stone with five colors of light slowly split, and a voice came out: "good skill, I didn't expect such a harvest." Hearing this, Zong Yong's face changed greatly. But the next moment, the stone was cracked, and a young monk appeared from the stone, holding the statue in his hand. "You Give me the treasure back. " Zong Yong was shocked and angry. There is a monk hiding in the stone. He took away the inheritance he had worked so hard to get. How can this be. In desperation, Zong Yongji raised a long blue sword and killed it in an instant. Naturally, this man is Hong Ming. The secret skill of five elements sealing yuan is one of the most difficult skills to practice in the true formula of small five elements. Hong Ming practiced hard in the sea for six years, and only after he understood countless runes can he perform this secret skill. After performing this secret skill, the five elements spirit power gushes out, forming a light cocoon, and the defense power will be extremely terrifying. Even if the fifth level monster wants to break through, it is very difficult.The price of this secret skill is that Hong Ming will fall into a deep sleep, and he will not be able to get out. When Hong Ming was carried up the mountain by Zong Qing, he had already come to life, but it would take some time to recover his strength. Hong Ming was not in a hurry. It was only when the statue appeared that Hong Ming came out of the cocoon. The blue long sword is a top-grade magic weapon, which is extremely extraordinary. This sword is very fast. The blue wind blade on the long sword is also very sharp. It's not something that ordinary friars in Qi training period can resist. But when Hong Ming saw this, he stretched out his hand and flashed the colorful light on his hand, and then he grasped the sword. Then, Hong Ming took a long knife and looked at it carefully. "You, give me back the treasure." Zongyong's face changed greatly, but he still said so. It's very important to inherit the treasure. Even if you use the secret skill to die with this person, Zong Yong will not hesitate. Hong Ming nodded when he heard the words. As soon as he threw his hand, both the sword and the statue floated to Zongyong. After the latter received the two treasures, his face looked ecstatic and unbelievable.
