Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Everyone used their magical powers. A faint light flashed between Tang Ning's brows, and an invisible ray of light shot out, directly attacking her Niwan Palace.

The man was unprepared, and Tang Ning's divine consciousness transformed into a sword and sank between his eyebrows, attacking his sea of ​​consciousness. However, he saw a huge green light group entrenched inside, and the brilliance penetrated into the light group, and the two struck each other.

The man groaned, and under the counterattack of the huge ball of light, the light formed by Tangning's consciousness was shattered.

In an instant, Tang Ning's consciousness was filled with chaos. He felt that his surroundings were completely white. He couldn't see or hear anything, and he stood motionless.

At the same time, everyone's attacks had arrived in front of the man, and the red ball was shaking violently under everyone's attacks, teetering on the verge of collapse.

The man let out a long roar and sprayed out billowing black smoke from his mouth, facing the crowd. The black mist hid countless squirming insects.

The black mist was entangled with the sea of ​​​​blood and flames, and was washed away in a short time. The man let out an unwilling roar, and the red ball shattered with a click. Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth. He drowned.

At this time, Tang Ning also recovered from the chaos. Seeing the man lying dead on the ground, she was filled with joy and fear. She never expected that the man's consciousness was so powerful, definitely more than the level of a foundation-building monk.

His spiritual consciousness invaded it and suffered its consequences. Instead of dispelling the opponent's spiritual consciousness, he himself fell into confusion.

Fortunately, everyone's frontal attack was effective, otherwise this little life might really have been decided here.

When the light dissipated, the man's figure was crushed into powder. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and took back the spiritual weapon with a wave of his hand.

Qing Linzi said thankfully: "Fortunately, he did not successfully advance to the Golden Core Realm, otherwise we would be the ones who would be afraid of being destroyed."

"Let's go! See if there's anything inside." Fan Yuanming said, taking the lead to walk inside.

Everyone followed closely and entered the main hall, only to see rows of cabinets and cabinets lined up inside.

Fan Yuanming quickly stepped forward and opened it. There were several spiritual weapons placed inside, many of which were top-grade and top-grade spiritual weapons.

Qing Linzi also opened a cabinet and saw dozens of bottles of pills placed inside.

In the cabinet that Tang Ning opened, there was a wooden box five or six feet long and one foot wide. He opened it and saw that it contained a three-foot-long black vine with roots like eight claws. Octopuses are criss-crossing, and a few black leaves grow on the teng trees.

The entire Teng tree has withered, and its roots and leaves have shriveled.

"There are two magic weapons here." Wu Changwei said in a muffled voice.

Everyone flashed and came to the cabinet in front of him, only to see a green gourd and a golden three-foot-high small tower hanging inside.

Fan Yuanming reached out and picked up the green gourd and stroked it gently: "It is indeed a magic weapon. My consciousness is blocked from the outside and cannot enter it."

"It turned out to be him." Xiao Mobai suddenly said at this time.

Qing Linzi asked: "What's wrong? Brother Xiao, what did you find?"

"Come and see." Xiao Mobai pointed to the back of the cabinet and said.

Everyone flashed and came to his side, only to see a large text written on the back of the rows of cabinets.

After a few people took a look, they understood the whole story.

It turns out that the man in the sarcophagus is named Wei Zhongxin. He was originally a golden elixir monk. Later, he realized that his cultivation was hopeless and he was unwilling to surrender, so he turned to ghost cultivation.

After his senior brother found out about this, he did not want him to become neither human nor ghost, so he gave him some advice. Although Wei Zhongxin agreed on the surface, he was actually still practicing secretly, to the point where he became insane and killed innocent people indiscriminately. .

His senior brother had no choice but to seal him and build a huge golden tomb here because when the two were in their prime, Wei Zhongxin once said that he would like to be buried in a golden tomb after his death.

It is not that simple for a monk to turn into a ghost. Even if he succeeds in the end, it will be just another personality with the original memories. It is equivalent to becoming another soul occupying this body.

While Wei Zhongxin was in the process of turning into a ghost, his cultivation went wrong, causing him to become mentally comatose. Not only did he lose his original emotions, he also lost his memory.

After his senior brother captured him, thinking about his old love, he couldn't bear to beat him to death, so he cast a golden tomb, sealed it inside, and arranged an illusion array outside to cover up everything. . It can be regarded as leaving the last glimmer of hope for the former junior brother to lead to the great road.

He built four small phantom formations at the four entrances of the golden tomb to dissuade those who wanted to build the tomb. To avoid breaking this seal and losing your life. The things in this cabinet were all his junior brother's savings during his lifetime. He didn't take any of them. He left them here and slept in this coffin.

At the end of the text, there were three large blood-red characters written, Feng Yuanhao.

Obviously, Wei Zhongxin's senior brother is this person.

"It's him."

"It turns out it's him." Qing Linzi, Fan Yuanming and others all exclaimed.

"Who is Feng Yuanhao? Do you fellow Taoists know each other?" Tang Ning asked after seeing their appearance.

Xiao Mobai said: "He is a well-known monk in Qingzhou. He is very prestigious among casual cultivators. He is a man who cares about wealth but loves righteousness, and his reputation spreads far and wide."

Qing Linzi said: "I didn't expect that this golden tomb was cast by him, and that ghost cultivator just now was actually his fellow disciple."

Fan Yuanming said: "Judging from the degree of corrosion of this formation, the golden tomb should have been built in his early days, when he had not yet broken through to the state of becoming a god."

Hua Tuofeng said: "We must not let this matter leak out. Although Wei Zhongxin was sealed by him personally, he is still his junior fellow student. If he finds out that we killed his junior fellow apprentice, maybe he will be affected if he thinks about it for a moment. us."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Let's quickly divide the things here! Fellow Taoists, according to our previous agreement, I have priority for everything here. Now I want the small golden tower. You can do whatever you want with other things." Fan Yuanming road.

Everyone frowned and remained silent. Of all the things here, there is no doubt that the most valuable ones are the two magic weapons. The sum of other things may not be comparable to the price of these two magic weapons.

On the market, the price of a magic weapon is at least three to four hundred thousand. The more powerful the magic weapon and the rarer the material, the higher the price.

The magic weapon itself is not divided into high-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade. Its power is completely determined by the materials added during refining. On the other hand, it is the warmth and nourishment of the spiritual power of the magic weapon owner. These two determine the power of the magic weapon.

Different from magic weapons and spiritual weapons, each magic weapon will be equipped with at least one magical attribute, which can stimulate the additional effects of its contained attributes when used.

For example, a person who does not have the qualifications of thunder spirit root can use thunder spells if the magic weapon has thunder attribute magical powers added to it.

At this point, there is a qualitative difference between magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons.

Fan Yuanming wanted to take away a magic weapon as soon as he opened his mouth. It is conceivable that Xun Tianguan would also choose the green gourd. They took the two most valuable things, and the others could only take some pills and spiritual weapons. thing.

The combined value of these things may not even be a fraction of the value of the magic weapon. After all, no one knows what level of magic weapon this is, and the room for appreciation is unlimited.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Fan Yuanming went to the cabinet and picked up the three-foot-tall golden cauldron and put it in his storage bag.

Qing Linzi walked forward and said, "Fellow Daoist Fan, we have to discuss this matter again."

Fan Yuanming's face darkened: "Do you have to go back on your promise, fellow Taoist?"

Pan Molin said: "We did promise, fellow Taoist, to let you give priority to the items inside, but only when the items are of similar value. Now, the value of these two magic weapons is much higher than other items. You will use the two magic weapons Taking it away, in terms of value, is equivalent to taking away most of the items here. Do you think this is appropriate? "

Fan Yuanming said: "I can't control these things. We can have a word before we break the formation. I can choose the things here first. I have done what I should do, and I only take the share that belongs to me. Everyone, We'll see you later, farewell."

Pan Molin dodged and stood in front of him: "Fellow Taoist, we left just as soon as we were told. Are we being too disrespectful?"

"What does this mean, Fellow Daoist Shen? Do you want to violate your inner demon's oath?"

"Everything must be justified. Fellow Daoist Fan is unreasonable and does not allow us to reason. It would be too overbearing!"

"What if I have to leave?"

"Then first ask me if I agree with the three-foot sword in my hand?" Pan Molin turned his left hand and took out a green and blue long sword.

"Hey! Brother Pan, don't be impulsive!" Qing Linzi said, walking between the two of them: "Fan Daoyou, what do you think we can discuss this matter? According to the agreement, you do have priority, but you have to be practical. Isn’t that the case?”

"Who would have thought that the value of the items here is so different. Isn't it a little too unkind for you two brothers to take away these two magic weapons?"

"Let's be honest, you wouldn't be happy if it were you! This time we broke the formation and killed the ghost cultivators. Everyone has contributed and contributed."

"Of course, you senior brothers have contributed the most to this, but just for that you have to take away more than half of the value of the property here. This doesn't make sense anywhere."

"There are a total of eight of us here. We might as well unify our opinions. Who agrees with Fellow Daoist Fan and Fellow Daoist Xun to take these two magic weapons? As long as half of the people agree, then I have nothing to say."

Hua Tuofeng was the first to say: "Fellow Daoist Fan, it is indeed too much for you to monopolize these two magic weapons."

Wu Changwei said: "Fellow Daoist Fan, it is really inappropriate for you to do this."

Xiao Mobai and Tang Ning also expressed their disapproval of the two men taking away the two magic weapons.

Qing Linzi said: "Look, everyone disagrees, which means you can't convince everyone, so be it! I'll make a suggestion for you to consider. Except for these two magic weapons, you should choose other things first. If there are any extra things, it's okay. I’ll give it to you first, what do you think?”