The light in the sky slowly dissipated, and the numbness on his face finally disappeared, and several people in the hall dared to open their eyes, all shedding tears in their eyes, their eyes flushed.
As the [Silent Bell] left this world, the effect slowly disappeared after more than ten breaths, and several people were finally able to open their mouths to speak, and Nian Yi's voice was a little hoarse:
"Taiyuan Zhenjun personally took action... It's rare to see it in a hundred years."
The rare sight of this hundred years is not a false finger, and there are even reservations, there are only a handful of records of Jindan shooting, and it can even go thousands of years ago.
Zhang Yun didn't pay attention to a few people, he lay on the ground after a big salute, slowly straightened up, tidied up his clothes, bowed three times to the west, seemed to understand, bowed to the three of them, and went out by himself.
Everyone's faces were shocked, their expressions were different, Yu Muxian wiped the tears from his eyes, and warmed his eyes with mana, and then he saw the things in front of him clearly, and touched the gorgeous bag on his waist, and the gold essence and silver pieces used to protect the storage bag on it had turned into running water.
In just a short breath, the gold essence silver pieces had been clearly divided into two ends, turning into golden gold essence and spiritual silver emitting cold light and fell at his feet.
He has been cultivating immortality for many years, and his temperament has always been good, but for the first time in decades, he changed color and scolded in his heart:
"Yuan Wu... Yuan Wu is simply infatuated! I was asked to grab this kind of thing! Even if you Yuan Wu comes in person, you have to kneel next to you honestly, this kind of thing can be coveted by the Purple Mansion?"
Yu Muxian's face was slightly gloomy, and the Tang She holding the halberd beside him seemed to understand his feelings, and smiled bitterly, the occasion at this time was not right, and it was not easy for him to open his mouth to persuade him.
As Zhang Yun walked out, the remaining six people focused on the five jade boxes on the top, except for Changhuai Mountain, Qingchi Sect and Xiuyue Sect, and two people with fate who had broken through all the way, and they didn't look easy to mess with.
Qing Zhuo glanced at it, calculated the number, it was indeed just right, and secretly understood in his heart:
"The Golden Feather Sect took the [Silent Bell], and I got the same treasure each from Changhuai Mountain and Xiuyue Qingchi, and the remaining two seem to be left to a few Purple Mansions to share with themselves..."
So he smiled and said softly:
"I'll wait for the five parties, choose one for each!"
The corners of Tu Longjian's mouth hooked, as if there was no surprise, but the female cultivator frowned slightly, seemingly a little suspicious of Qing Zhuo's overly good talk.
Qing Zhuo didn't care about her, he waved his hand to himself, and used his mana to pick up one of the jade boxes, several people were nervous, and all of them moved suddenly, and the five jade boxes fell into everyone's hands one by one.
Yu Muxian stroked the jade box, but he couldn't open it, and then he looked closely, the breath of the whole body was round and mixed, it seemed that it was applied by a spell and could not be opened easily, he raised his hand and pinched the spell to cast it:
"[Xuan Qian Jie Formation Technique]!"
A little bit of golden light suddenly appeared between his fingers, and he used his spell mana to fall on the jade box, but it slid away lightly and skillfully, without having the slightest effect, Yu Muxian frowned:
"It seems that it takes the Purple Mansion monk to open it, but it is a strict secret."
Qing Zhuo at this end pushed lightly, but the jade box opened very easily, and a happy smile just appeared on his face, which immediately froze on his face.
The jade box was empty and empty.
I don't know who has already taken this jade box, leaving only an empty groove, which looks like it was originally placed in a two-finger-wide object, in the shape of a long strip.
The bottom of this groove was very complicated, it was originally specially sewn with this long strip, Qing Zhuo's face was ugly, but the rest of the people looked at him warily, each hiding their jade box tightly.
He let out a long breath, turned to identify the lines left behind, squinted his eyes, and said to himself:
"Too ...... wheel..."
Only then did he recognize a little in a daze, but pieces of cold snow appeared in front of him, and he could faintly smell the fragrance of osmanthus, and the moon-white light flowed out of the jade box, making his hands cold from the cold.
He shivered coldly, and suddenly came to his senses, only to see that the bottom of the groove was smooth and empty.
"Snap."
He buckled the jade box fiercely, put it in the storage bag with an ugly face, and was in a really bad mood, so he walked out quickly with his hands on his back.
Nian Yi held back his laughter for a long time, and finally laughed out loud, arched his hands at several people, and also floated away.
……
Outside the hall.
Li Xuanfeng slowly straightened up holding on to the ground, vaguely touched the storage bag on his waist, took out a bottle of spiritual water, and poured it on his face and eyes, and then he felt a coolness in his eyes.
He took a soft breath and opened his eyes, everything in front of him was a bit like a lake, but he saved his eyes anyway, the silver-white light in Li Xuanfeng's mind kept shuttling, a little dazed:
"That's... Is it true?"
He gradually remembered, but he didn't dare to think about it at all, and quickly shifted his attention to look at Xiao Yongling on the side.
Xiao Yongling was also a little embarrassed, took a few pills, silently adjusted his breath for a moment, and said in a low voice:
"It should have been some formations in the main hall that were touched just now... I waited so close that I harmed the fish in the pond."
Li Xuanfeng nodded, and then he had the opportunity to look around, but found that a piece of spirit pine had all withered, lying on the ground crookedly, and then touched his waist, and the spirit armor was full of crystal white dewdrops.
His face changed slightly, he quickly closed his eyes, and carefully experienced it with his spiritual sense, the Wujin spirit armor seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and it became heavier.
He checked repeatedly, and only then did he realize that the [Tianchen Silver Mercury] had been engraved on the surface when he was making the spirit armor, which was used to assist in concealing the runes, but now it had all precipitated and dripped on the ground, clanging and rolling.
"The hidden ability of the spirit armor has lost its effectiveness..."
He used his mana to put these spiritual objects away, and breathed a slight sigh of relief in his heart:
"Fortunately, I just lost my ability to hide... I almost missed a big thing."
Li Xuanfeng closed his eyes and pondered, he was illuminated by this golden light, his qi had changed, and he vaguely had a breakthrough understanding.
Xiao Yongling on the side straightened up, let out a long breath, saw several rays of magic light falling from the hall, and said softly:
"Xuan Feng... Are you better? It's better to leave quickly, most of this hall has been divided by them, why not go to a few other mountains, no matter how bad it is, you can go to the sea of clouds to take a look."
Li Xuanfeng nodded slightly, and suddenly remembered his conjecture when he had just entered the grotto-heaven, and Xiao Yongling rode the wind and headed towards the sky.