Chapter 1180

This large underground cavity is larger than expected, and even has the meaning of a dark area. It is no wonder that nigulai is trapped in it day and night.

However, an Yi pointed to the wing of the dragon, and Shanghai LA could sense the direction. It didn't take too long, and she arrived in front of the sword she said in two or three minutes.

It's an ancient sword in the style of the Chinese dynasty, or more accurately, in the style of the Han sword.

With a total length of about one meter, the hilt of the sword looks like jade and has no spike. It swallows gold and is engraved with the pattern of auspicious clouds. However, what is more wonderful is that the pattern of auspicious clouds is divided into two sections by a sharp thin line. I don't know what the metaphor is.

The body of the sword is as black as ink, and there is a golden seal script inscription on it. Unless you have specially learned this font, ordinary people don't want to understand it at all. An Yi doesn't know what it says.

This ancient sword, which has been left here for many years, is still cold and cold today. The blade is sharp. You can't look directly at it. If you look at it more, you even have the illusion that you have been cut into two sections. It is really a good sword.

Its sword tip was inserted into the ground and appeared in front of an Yizhi.

There is no boundary or secret lock here. In addition, there are traces of ancient elf buildings on it. It will never be too short to leave this sword here.

The general equipment, if not maintained, will begin to degrade over a hundred years. The lower the grade, the faster the degradation. But this sword is still majestic, which means it is likely to be an item above epic level.

This made an Yizhi very happy. After a series of three detection couplets confirmed that there was no danger, he started bigby's helping hand and tried to pull out the long sword.

Even if you can't use it, it's great to sell it.

However, bigby's helping hand was empty. The sword was there, but bigby's helping hand couldn't touch it at all.

"It's no use. Master nikulai once tried to pull it out, but he couldn't touch it at all."

Hera explained:

"The unknown power I sensed is it. It's a very strange power. It's not known things such as magic or divine power. It makes me feel more like mixed with divine power..."

Haila's face was tangled. It was hard to describe that feeling.

An Yizhi thought and said:

"Is it similar to the power I felt on the statue of Cuihu before?"

"Yes, that's it."

There's nothing wrong with it. What Haila feels is psychic power.

That is, the mana used by practitioners, coupled with the Chinese style of this sword, it can be guessed that it originally belonged to a leader of practitioners.

Nigu hasn't been to the place where the cultivator works. He doesn't know that this power is normal, and Haila, who owns his database, knows nothing about it.

A long sword used by practitioners, is it a fairy sword?

An Yizhi tried to touch the sword with his own hands, but he still couldn't touch it. Maybe there were restrictions that non practitioners couldn't use or even touch.

In this way, lush grass on the plains may be pulled out, but he is far from the gate, and he has never come to the sea race to make a scene.

Knowing that a lowest epic or even legendary sword is right in front of you, you can't take it out at all. It's really a little painful.

Then Ann remembered that Haila mentioned that there was a line of words that Nigu didn't understand.

"You said there were words nearby. What about the words?"

Haila looked around, pointed to the ground on the left side of the sword and said:

"It should be buried by dust and sea sand. Clean it up and have a look."

I used a wind making technique. Sure enough, a line of words appeared under the sand.

It's no wonder that Nigu can't understand it. The words are written in regular script, not the common language in the multi universe.

The handwriting is vigorous and beneficial. At a glance, it feels like an immortal dancing a sword. Even if an Yizhi only knows how to hold a brush, he can see the degree of the calligraphy attainments of the people who write.

Written:

"I use this sword to cut off several floating stone cities, but the days have been fixed. I'm afraid the treasure will destroy the natural things, so I leave the divine sword here to benefit the predestined ones."

There is no signature. I can't know the name of the person who left the sword. But

How many stone cities are there?

Ann linked the clues in a moment. It turned out that the uncle who fought with the ancient elves in the silent sea area was a cultivator in the ancient times! Are those talismans such losers?!

This discovery directly overturned an Yizhi's understanding of other races in the prosperous period of ancient elves. He always thought that other races were primitive, that is, dwarves were slightly better.

But new evidence shows that the practitioners in East China at that time not only fought with the ancient elves, but also seemed to have won?

Even if you don't win, at least you don't lose. Otherwise, it is estimated that there will be no cultivators in East China.

This is really a surprising discovery. Because East China has little communication with other worlds, no one knows that those practitioners who rarely wander have done such a big thing in ancient times. If magicians know it, they may re compile the history of magic.

However, the background of this part of the story can be put first. Even if he saw this line of words, he couldn't let an Yizhi pull out the long sword belonging to the cultivator.

Haila said:

"Master, look, there is a line of words on the slate behind the sword."

An Yizhi looked up and saw that there was indeed a line of words, which was also regular script, and the handwriting was not the same as the person who kept the sword.

"The boy worshipped the divine sword and was in fear. However, the sword's intention was different from mine, so he decided to stay with the sword's intention and wait for the predestined one again."

"Master, what does sword mean?"

"Er..."

It's really hard to understand what sword means with Hella in the magical background.

An Yizhi thought:

"Take it as the force of the sword."

"Master, I don't think this explanation is quite right..."

Not to mention whether the meaning of the sword is equal to the force of the sword, the person who left this line of words obviously has taken away the bad luck of the divine sword. Now an Yizhi and NIKU came to see only the meaning of the sword, not the sword itself.

As a mage, Jian Yi obviously doesn't match his style. An Yizhi's only sword skill was learned from the boss of the Park Fitness

However, this does not affect an Yizhi's Views:

"Gee! It's so ugly!"

The words of the sword man make complaints about him.

–‐‐——–‐‐——

There was only the sword meaning of a divine sword in the underground cavity. An was relieved when he pointed. He was not a cultivator. It was useless for him. He didn't even have the value of selling money.

——Besides, how to sell this thing for money is still a big problem.

Then he received a text message from qishaxing, asking whether he was dead or not.

After some communication, an Yizhi realized that most players didn't fall down because they retreated quickly. Only an Yizhi and a few unlucky guys who ran slowly fell down, and those unlucky guys have been reported on the resurrection platform.

Finding the evil sword intention of the divine sword, an Yizhi didn't hide the light of the stars. After an amber escape technique went out to meet Tianji star, he roughly told one side of his experience below.

As for whether the other party believes it or not? That's not an Yizhi's problem. If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself.

This small copy exists in the main world. You don't have to play it again after customs clearance. For example, endless dungeon. You have a real income after customs clearance. An Yizhi is in a good mood. In the past, playing games was basically salted fish. It's not wrong to make a balance between revenue and expenditure. The brave world is the only one who saw the return money.

And what's next... ANN is a little uncertain again.

It's still early. There's no problem arranging copies. It's OK to continue to run to the silent sea area to brush monsters and explore.

Three dead octopus is also a boss at level 55. An Yizhi is now less than level 40. The advantage of killing monsters at level 15 is that he has high experience.

A large number of experience values were recorded, which made his experience that was about to be upgraded soar all the way, and he was about to rise by 40.

With this experience, it takes one or two to arrange copies, and it takes about an afternoon to brush monsters in the silent sea area.

After comparing them, an Yizhi decided to arrange copies.

After all, this product hates mechanical repetitive work. When you go to the silent sea area to brush monsters, you may encounter monsters in special slots. It's really painful to lose 25% of the experience when you die carelessly.

He hopes to be promoted to level 40 because after level 40, he will unlock the new true ancestor lineage ability. The magic eye has been unlocked in advance under the action of deep awakening, and another bat like ability can only be used at level 40.

As long as it is unlocked, even if the level falls, it will not be locked again, so it is the safest to upgrade the row of copies to level 40 safely and quickly.

So after filling the enchanted magic ball with three rainbow balls as insurance, an Yi pointed and pressed the option of the next copy.

[copy type: single copy]

[number of players: 1]

[difficulty: normal]

[copy generation in progress... Please wait]

[copy generation completed]

[waiting for players to enter]

[done]

[player an Yizhi, wish you a happy game]

With the disappearance of the system prompt sound, the white light in front of an Yizhi gradually receded, and the field of vision gradually became clear.

This time there is no narration, not a temporary copy, and the risk is further reduced.

When Ann blinked, she found herself sitting in a carriage.

Under the buttocks are soft flannelette seats. The scenery outside the left window moves backward at a uniform speed. Right in front of them are a couple who should be middle-class. They take a seven or eight year old girl.

The latter is staring at an Yizhi's robe with Shuiling's big eyes. A string of long snot is about to flow into his mouth. I don't know how to wipe

Ignoring the child's eyes, he poked his head out of the open window and looked in the direction of the train.

There, a huge city built with some kind of red bricks and stones directly came into view, setting off the blue sky and white clouds, which is both beautiful and dignified