1241: C1241 Treasure Spirit

C1241 Treasure Spirit

2Everyone looked at each other and said.

"It's alright. When did you come? I didn't even notice you."

"Who are you? Why did you appear in the Weapon Tomb?"

"Don't waste our time, we're going to the second stage"

Ye Fan smiled, very satisfied with their answer.

At least these people knew the situation and would not make him unhappy.

He continued to walk forward.

With a glance, he saw Hou Qun sitting cross-legged.

"Eh? Why haven't you started the challenge yet?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

" Challenge? You think too much. There are no stages after this, only life and death."

"You are like the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"

"Hehe. Smart! I say, you guys are really slow. You only came in after more than an hour."

Ye Fan spread out his hands. "I have no choice. The Weapon Tomb is really fated with me. All the weapons want to choose me, so I can't push them away."

Hou Qun curled his lips.

"Just brag! The Weapon Tomb trial was only a way to describe it. In fact, to obtain the recognition of a weapon, that was to obtain the recognition of a Treasure Spirit. You are really that powerful. "

"Treasure Spirit? What kind of thing is that?"

"What are we fighting over this time? Treasures used to refine magical artifacts, and after many years of nurturing, the treasures have long since formed a preliminary spiritual consciousness. They are commonly known as Treasure Spirit. "

Ye Fan felt disdain in his heart.

What he said was rather lofty.

In fact, wasn't it just a spirit body that hadn't been fully opened?

There were very few people on Earth, but there were all kinds of people in Demon Realm.

Many big demons were big idiots in the beginning, and after many years of learning, they had gained their current intelligence.

He estimated that the Treasure Spirit was about the same.

"So, even if you can obtain the Treasure Spirit's liking, it's absolutely impossible to make all the weapons choose you."

"You don't believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe you."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Yue Er cast a sly look at him.

She had witnessed Ye Fan's actions, and it was as if nothing was left of him.

After saying that.

Ye Fan waved his hand.

Countless weapons flew out.

"If you have a good memory, you should know them, right?"

"These are... weapons from the Weapon Tomb?"

Hou Qun's face was full of shock.

"Damn! Everyone can only choose one weapon, right? Why did you bring all of them here? "

" Didn't I tell you? The Treasure Spirit likes me too much. I can't even chase them away if I don't bring them with me. "

Hou Qun did not continue to stutter and nodded silently.

He finally realized.

Ye Fan was a freak, a monster.

He was strong and had good luck, but he was still able to make people angry and act cool.

It was best not to offend someone like him. If he provoked him, he would become a nightmare.

"You're awesome, alright? I'm leaving."

"You're not going to talk about ten yuan anymore?"

"Hmph. Qin Zhuo, eat the meat. I'll drink the soup. If I'm a little late, I'm afraid I won't even have the soup."

There was a long tunnel in front of them that they couldn't even see their fingers in. Everyone else had entered it.

Only Ye Fan and Yue Er were still standing at the entrance.

Yue Er felt a desolate aura that made her scalp tingle.

"Ye Fan, I'm a little scared. Can you take me with you?"

"No problem."

Ye Fan smiled faintly, but as soon as he entered the cave.

That cold feeling also made him shiver.

As expected of the weapon manor that had been passed down for thousands of years, even the formation was so powerful.

Ye Fan and the other man were advancing slowly.

However, the path ahead was in his mind, so he didn't have to worry about it at all.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Right at this moment.

Not far away, several sounds of air being torn apart could be heard.

"There's a fight in front?" Yue Er asked.

"That's right, and it's a very cruel and violent fight."

"Is it a human or a beast?"

"Of course it's a human."

Ye Fan said angrily, "They are all disciples who came in earlier. They are having a good fight."

"Should we intervene?"

"No, let's wait for a while." said the disciple.

Ye Fan had already found a few people through his Divine Sense.

The weak had almost all lost their ability to fight.

The remaining people were the strong men from the various sects, as well as Qin Zhuo, Hou Qun, and the others.

"But if we don't attack, we might lose the initiative."

"It doesn't matter. I know what to do."

"Then I'll listen to you."

Ye Fan brought Yue Er to a secret corner.

He quietly observed the movement not far away.

Qin Zhuo had always been in the center, surrounded by everyone but he still showed no fear.

Perhaps this was the boldness of a skilled person.

The people around him were all from different sects.

One of them spoke slowly.

"Flying Sword Sect, Sword Master Sect, the Treasure Spirit is about to be born. Why don't you quickly withdraw it?"

The people of the two sects curled their lips, their faces filled with disdain.

"Withdraw? Hehe, it's not easy to reach this stage. Who would give up their opportunity?"

"Also, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have a Sword God. We'll fight for it with our own abilities."

"You dare to talk about abilities with me? Just you stinky fish and shrimps?"

Er...

His temper is quite violent.

Ye Fan watched with great interest.

He suddenly had a sudden impulse.

With a wave of his hand, a simple oven appeared.

"Yue Er, let's eat while we watch."

"Then you roast it for me, okay?"

"Roast my ass. I still want to watch the show. Roast it for me."

Yue Er pouted. She was rejecting him in her heart.

But she couldn't see a single hair of hers.

She could only obediently cook the meat and let Ye Fan tell her.

...

"Stinky fish, rotten prawns? Haha! You think you deserve to say such arrogant words?" The people from the two sects were very unconvinced.

"What is it? Do you dare to try?"

"Let's try then. Who's afraid of who?" The Flying Sword Sect was not afraid at all.

But the Sword Master at the side said indifferently.

"It's best that we don't make a move, so as to avoid giving people an opportunity to take advantage of."

The gazes of the three sects simultaneously turned towards Qin Zhuo and Hou Qun.

However, they remained expressionless and didn't say anything.

"Although that's the case, there's only one Treasure Spirit. If it appears, who will belong to it?"

"Of course it will belong to our Imperial Sword Sect."

"Bullshit! You guys count as six."

"Can you guys eat it? Trash."

Currently, the number of disciples left by the major sects was about the same.

Their combat strength was about the same, so it was hard to tell who would win.

All of them snorted coldly, and no longer spoke. They silently waited for the Treasure Spirit to descend.

The temporary calm represented the arrival of a storm.

Hou Qun said in a low voice, "Qin Zhuo, these few people don't seem to be very strong, and their words are a little crazy."

Qin Zhuo smiled coldly.

"Everyone here is trash."

"Yes, they are trash."

"Hehe, what I said also includes you"

Qin Zhuo's voice was deep and carried strong confidence and killing intent.

Keeping a low profile was the most awesome showing off. He disdained to show off his sharp tongue.

However, it did not mean that he was interested in them in his heart.

This was the most realistic expression.

Hou Qun's expression instantly turned cold.

I can't beat you.

But I don't think I will be insulted by you like this.

"You can play by yourself. I'll surpass you sooner or later."

"Dream on."

...

The atmosphere was tense and awkward.

It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

But at this moment.

"Rip! Rip!"

The sound of barbecued meat could be heard from not far away.

There was also a fragrant smell mixed in.

"Hm? Do you guys smell it? It seems like someone is barbecuing."

" It can't be, right? This is the Weapon Tomb, who would barbeque here?"

"Yeah, that's right, bringing so many things with you would be a waste of effort."

"Maybe it's my misconception, could it be that I'm hungry?"

"That's right. You must be hungry."

"That's not right. I think I smell it too."

Just when everyone was uncertain.

A disharmonious berating sound was heard.

"What's this thing that's being roasted? It tastes really bad."

"Forget it, just fry some stinky tofu for me."

Hou Qun was stunned.

Wasn't this Ye Fan's voice?

Was he roasting meat?

En, it was very likely.

Among all the people present, only he could do such a thing.

Yue Er's resentful voice sounded once again.

"Say, stinky tofu has the same texture as tofu, but the taste has become stinky. Why do you like to eat it?"

"Un..."

Ye Fan fell into deep thought.

This was a question worth thinking about.

Finally.

He spoke and replied slowly.

"After all, we're all humans. We can't just eat shit."

"A very convincing reason. I'll fry ten pieces for you, alright?"

"Okay, add more chili."

...

Everyone was stupefied.

We are anxiously waiting for the Treasure Spirit to appear.

Are you f * cking barbecuing and flirting with girls?

If there is no comparison, there will be no harm. This is too much of a bully.

The cave was very cold. Not only did it make their bodies feel cold, it also made their hearts feel cold.

This was the sorrow of a single dog!

Just as someone wanted to scold Ye Fan.

The entire cave suddenly shook.

The silent ground let out a series of roars, and the surrounding stone walls started to crack.

The cave that was originally as solid as a boulder seemed to be in imminent danger.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound rang out. Like a fixed point of explosion, a huge crater suddenly appeared.

The deep and cold deep pit slowly revealed a faint light, and a long sword gradually rose up.

"It's the Treasure Spirit, it's finally coming out!"

"Haha, it's been a hundred years! I've finally encountered the birth of the Treasure Spirit!"

"Everyone, be on full alert and prepare to snatch the sword!"

...

"No, the Treasure Spirit has a guardian?"

All of the Treasure Spirit's bodies were unearthed, but there was only one person following them.

It was a middle-aged man. He wore golden armor and a golden helmet. He was armed from his feet to his teeth. He looked like an ancient soldier.

Most importantly, he was not a human, but an energy body. There was no real flesh and blood.

"This is the guardian of the Treasure Spirit. If you want to seize the sword, you must beat him until his body and soul are destroyed."

...

This time, no one dared to move, fearing that they would be targeted by the Guardian.

Typically, there were two types of Treasure Spirit protectors. The first type was relatively low level. The protectors would use the Treasure Spirit that was being protected to fight, and use the enemy's blood to sacrifice the Treasure Spirit.

The second type was relatively high level, and the protectors' strength would also be a bit stronger. The protectors would fight bare-handed with the enemy, and even until death, they would not allow anyone to touch the Treasure Spirit.

After the Guardians were born, he used his eyes to stare at everyone, as if he was choosing to attack his target.

This was the time to test one's character. Whoever had a bad character would be attacked, and others would naturally have the chance to seize the sword.

Boom!

When the guardian saw that so many people wanted to take the Treasure Spirit, he immediately erupted. And, his first target was actually the Flying Sword Sect.

"My luck is really bad! Sword Master, you and I will fight against the guardian together. After getting the Treasure Spirit, we will divide it equally, how about it?"

"Good, heroes think alike."

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