The three hundred and fortieth chapters are born
"Brother Deng, is this true?" The old man's eyes widened and his body was shaking slightly with excitement.
"That's right, this is the birth of a rare treasure!" The Iron Masked Man laughed loudly and suddenly turned into a blur of blood, shooting out towards the island.
The expressions of the other two people changed drastically, and they quickly wanted to follow them.
At this moment, a huge green shadow suddenly appeared and crashed into the sea with a bang, causing waves tens of feet high.
The two people quickly stabilized their bodies and looked at the jade dragon with ugly expressions.
If they hadn't reacted quickly enough and dodged in time, the two of them would have been beaten to pulp by the jade dragon's tail.
The two of them looked up and saw that the jade dragon's hole, which was originally like a top-quality emerald, had turned into blood red, exuding an astonishingly violent aura.
"This jade dragon is going to fight for his life!" The old man clenched his fist in anger.
"It happens to be at this time." The Confucian scholar growled with a gloomy face, and swung the brush in his hand several times, releasing a large golden rain of light. "Don't worry about anything else, first repel this beast."
When the old man heard this, he gritted his teeth violently, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and silver thunderbolts gathered in the air, forming a huge thunder ball that was dozens of feet in size.
"Go!" the old man shouted.
The thunderball fell instantly. Seeing that the situation was not good, the jade dragon hurriedly escaped into the sea.
‘Boom’!
Accompanied by the roaring sound of thunder, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and the thunder traveled on the sea surface, turning it into a desperate situation like a thunder prison.
After a while, the white light dissipated.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar opened his eyes, and the old man's figure was already a hundred feet away.
"You..." Seeing that on the small island, the spiritual light had completely dimmed, and the strange treasure might be born at any time, he quickly took out the brush in his hand and waved a golden light bridge. Then he stepped onto the light bridge, and his whole body
It merged into the golden light and flew towards the island at an extremely fast speed.
When the two arrived at the island one after another, the strange phenomenon on the island had completely disappeared.
The man in the iron mask was suspended above the island out of thin air, looking at Wang Yueying and his wife across from him with evil eyes.
The two people stopped on either side of the Iron Masked Man, one on the left and the other on the right. After taking a covert look at him, they turned their attention to the two people opposite.
"Tsk tsk... This must be Master Wang, right?" The middle-aged scholar stroked his long beard and his eyes lingered on Wang Yueying's plump body for a while, with a hint of greed.
"It seems that the Miaoyin Sect is secretly refining some kind of rare treasure here, but why are there only two of them?" The old man glanced at the two of them with cold eyes and said expressionlessly.
"No, it's three people." The man in the iron mask stretched out his hand and pointed at the mountain peak not far away.
"There is also an early stage monk who is refining treasures in the mountain peak. It looks like he will succeed soon."
"Really?" The old man smiled coldly and said nothing more.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar took a step forward slightly and said to Wang Yueying and his wife: "Master Wang, I have admired your name for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet here. I can only blame you for your bad luck, Master."
At this time, he seemed to have just noticed Yun Ming next to Wang Yueying, and a smile flashed in his eyes.
"I just don't know who this is from Master Wang. He seems to be very close to Master Wang."
"Hmph!" The Iron-masked Man snorted coldly, raised his hand and released a very fast blood shadow, heading straight for Wang Yueying.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned in annoyance when he saw this, and also waved his brush forward.
At this moment, the island suddenly began to tremble violently.
The movement was so great that it could be described as a landslide. The entire island was swaying this way and that, and the mountain peaks were covered with cracks, faintly revealing the huge space inside.
At the same time, a high-pitched buzzing sound like a dragon's roar went straight to the bullfighting, causing tremors in all directions and even the air buzzing.
Even the few people suspended in the air couldn't help but cast spells quickly to stabilize their bodies.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, the entire mountain peak suddenly exploded, and a huge white light beam shot out from the mountain peak and shot straight into the sky.
In the light pillar, a stone tablet covered with golden seal characters slowly took shape, exuding an astonishing aura.
After a while, the light beam dispersed.
The stone tablet seemed to be waking up from a big dream. It trembled slightly and then rushed straight down.
"Stop it!" the old man shouted, and the ancient jade in his hand turned into silver thunder again, rushing out towards the stone tablet.
"Stop!" The long silk in Wang Yueying's hand turned into a ribbon of light and flew out, but was blocked by golden rain of light.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar chuckled and looked greedily at the stone tablet.
Seeing the thunder approaching, the golden seal characters on the stone tablet suddenly flew out of the air, and the seal characters were connected to each other, like tiny golden chains, instantly climbing on top of the silver thunder.
The Silver Thunder suddenly ceased its activity, and no longer showed any trace of its majesty.
"Impossible!" The old man's eyes widened in horror, unwilling to believe what he saw.
His silver thunder was transformed from an ancient treasure! Over the years, countless monster monks have died under this treasure.
No matter how powerful that stone tablet is, it is just a newly born magic weapon that has not even been refined. How can it be controlled!
This is totally unreasonable!
Just when the old man was shocked by what he saw in front of him, the golden seal characters flashed slightly, like real chains, pulling the silver thunder back to the stone tablet without a trace.
At the same time, on the stone tablet, the golden seal script returned to its place, and a small ancient jade decoration emerged, suppressed by the seal script underneath, like an ordinary stone tablet decoration.
Just when several people were shocked and inexplicable, a figure suddenly appeared next to the stone tablet and picked it up.
The stone tablet that was full of spirituality just now actually stayed obediently in the man's palm, as if a child had returned to the arms of his biological parents.
"It is indeed an exotic treasure that has absorbed an entire spiritual vein and can exert such power before being refined." Lu Yunze nodded with satisfaction, and touched the stone tablet. He took out an ancient jade out of thin air and looked at it.
It was put into the storage bag in a flash.
The old man's eyes were filled with tears when he saw it. A long knife suddenly appeared in his hand, but he didn't dare to take action.
When the middle-aged Confucian scholar saw this scene, he quietly held the brush in his palm and rolled his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lu Yunze ignored them, but looked at the man in the iron mask with interest.
"Friend, your spiritual sense is pretty good."
The man in the iron mask nodded slightly, then turned around and ran away without hesitation.
The old man and the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at each other in shock and shot out in two different directions.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, we can't let them leave!" Wang Yueying's face changed drastically when she saw this, and she quickly said to Lu Yunze.
"Don't worry, they can't leave." Lu Yunze threw the memorial tablet into Wang Yueying's arms, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Wang Yueying was startled for a moment, then her hand sank, and the small and exquisite-looking stone tablet fell into her arms, and she struggled reluctantly for a few times.
She picked it up and looked at it carefully, still a little unbelievable.
After planning for such a long time, this top-notch magic weapon that could rival the Eight-door Golden Light Mirror came into her hands.
For a moment, Wang Yueying felt that it was a little unreal, like a dream.
"Ying'er..." Yun Ming squeezed Wang Yueying's wrist.
Wang Yueying was shocked, and then she remembered that her two lives were still in the hands of others, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
After a while, Lu Yunze's figure appeared again, holding a golden brush and a bloody dagger like glass in his hand.
"It's done." Lu Yunze grinned and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Thank you, Senior Lu, for your help this time." Yun Ming pulled Wang Yueying and bowed deeply to Lu Yunze, and at the same time handed over a bulging storage bag.
"This is the reward agreed upon in advance, a portion of the refining materials for the Soul-Suppressing Monument." Yun Ming coughed twice, his expression as calm as ever.
"Senior, do you need Miaoyin Sect to find an uninhabited spiritual island for you?"
Lu Yunze smiled and waved his hand. He had personally tested the refining process of the Soul-Suppressing Tablet once, and he now had some ideas of his own.
The spiritual island that Miaoyin Sect can provide no longer meets his requirements.
It just so happened that he and Han Li had been hanging out in the open sea for six years, and most of the time they spent hunting monsters and obtaining pills in the depths of the inaccessible sea.
In the process, the two of them saw many unknown features in the outer sea, and naturally saw more than one island with excellent spiritual veins.
In his memory, there are several islands that completely meet his requirements.
"Fellow Daoist Lu..." Just as Lu Yunze was thinking about whether to make an improved version of the soul-suppressing stele for himself, Wang Yueying suddenly pointed at the glazed dagger in his hand.
Chapter completed!