Chapter 1355

All his relics have divinity.

Only the worship of the temple can keep the relic immortal.

If in the outside world, divinity is lost with the passage of time, and finally becomes a mortal thing, which is eroded by years.

Unless it's extremely divine.

Such things must be frequently used by Xia Qingchen.

But what he often uses should be above nine days, not on earth.

"Is it the relic of the king of the gods thousands of years ago?" Han Xiangdong took a breath.

There are not a few people with the same expression as him.

Before they came, they all thought they were just ordinary gods. There were such things not only in Linlang Island, but also in the mainland.

But unexpectedly, it was the Legendary God King's thing.

"I'll come first!" Gu Batong ran up eagerly. The rest dared not lag behind others and rushed to witness the relics of the dust-free God King.

"Wait a minute!" The cloud painting's slender heart and jade hand gently lifted them, motioned them to stop, and said solemnly, "the relics of the king of dust-free God are no more abandoned than those on the first floor."

"Too many people are easy to damage the relics."

Her explanation was accepted by everyone. How precious the relics of the king of dust-free God are. There really can't be any loss.

Han Xiangdong looked back and stared at the people present: "what's the hurry? A bunch of things that have never seen the world! "

He bowed his hand to Yun Hua's heart and suggested, "Miss Yun, for safety's sake, it's better to come one by one, led by Han, and appreciate Miss Yun's peerless collection?"

Cloud painting heart smiled: "I'm not so careful. Just three people."

She looked around at the people in the field and said, "the first batch will be childe Han, childe Gu and... Childe Xia!"

When she got to the final place, she hesitated to scan the whole audience and finally settled on Xia Qingchen.

Although this person is annoying, he somehow represents the son of empress Nanyuan Feng.

If you treat her lightly, the son of empress Nanyuan Feng will inevitably feel aggrieved and have a grudge against her.

"He?" Many people are full of opinions. Xia Qingchen is just a servant, but he comes before them?

But who let others represent the son of empress Nanyuan Feng?

Dissatisfied, Xia Qingchen came to the second floor with yunhuaxin.

In the corridor, Xia Qingchen saw the middle-aged woman who drove away Han Xiangdong in the past. She was ordered to guard the corridor and not allow miscellaneous people to go upstairs.

"Miss, everything is ready." Women's humanity.

Cloud painting heart nodded: "don't let people go upstairs."

Under his leadership, the three climbed to the second floor attic.

After transformation, the four doors and windows of this building are closed, and the wall is forged from special metal materials. It is extremely hard. No warrior in the middle moon can break it violently.

If you want to break into this building, you can only walk through the corridor and pass the old woman's pass.

Pa Pa——

The cloud painting heart patted his palm, and the dark attic wall immediately glittered with fist sized night pearls.

The soft light emitted by each other makes the attic as bright as day.

"King level night pearl, fairy sister's good handwriting!" Gu Batong praised.

A total of 99 large night pearls are inlaid on the wall. Such a huge night pearl requires at least one ten black moon coin.

The night pearl on the wall alone is worth no less than 1000!!

A thousand black moon coins are also astronomical for the sons of the Lord of the abyss.

Cloud painting smiled: "shouldn't you pay attention to the eight Exhibition cabinets?"

When they looked down, they found that there were eight person high glass display cabinets in the middle of the attic, and the crystal boxes at the top were all covered with red cloth.

"In the eight Exhibition cabinets, six of them are the relics of ordinary gods, and the other two are the relics of the king of dust-free gods." Cloud painting heart smile explanation.

She first came to the first showcase and gently opened the red cover.

A rotten brush came into the eyes of the public. It disappeared for many years. The pen holder was almost completely rotten, and only the pen head was still there.

It was still washed with golden ink.

"The ink used by the gods." Cloud painting heart introduced.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong were all amazed: "are the inks used by the gods gold?"

Xia Qingchen looked at it and shook his head: "it's not ink, but the golden juice that outlines the talisman. Unfortunately, it's so old that the effect is lost."

"Otherwise, the written talisman is powerful enough to move mountains and fill the sea!"

The only thing Xia Qingchen cares about is that there is still a line of divinity in the golden juice that has not been annihilated.

"It's rare." Xia Qingchen whispered softly.

It is really uncommon for divine things to be placed outside, but divine things will not die out for thousands of years.

Yun Huaxin only answered Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong's questions in detail. Although Xia Qingchen sighed, she ignored them.

"Next is the second one." After introducing the ink, she opened the red cover of the second exhibition cabinet.

It was a rotten arrow and crossbow, carved with extremely complex patterns.

Its power has dissipated, but its divinity is still there.

Next, the third and fourth are the same.

Xia Qingchen was surprised. It's reasonable to say that one, two and immortality are true. It's true for four consecutive cases.

Where did the cloud painting heart get these things?

"The fifth is the relics of the king of God!" The voice of Yunhua's heart suddenly and solemnly revived Xia Qingchen.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong stared at the counter and refused to move their eyes.

The cloud painting heart did not immediately untie the red cover, but was solemn and serious: "the relics of the God King are no better than those of the previous dead, and no mistakes are allowed. You all step back outside the yellow line."

The three looked back, and there was a striking yellow line behind them.

The yellow line is three feet away from the showcase!

"If you cross the yellow line, the exhibition will be cancelled immediately. Do you understand?" Cloud painting is very serious.

Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong immediately retreated outside the yellow line with a solemn look.

The former said solemnly, "don't worry, Miss Yun. After all, it's the king of God, and we don't dare to offend."

Xia Qingchen also had no choice but to retreat to three feet away and watch quietly.

In this way, Yunhua's heart took a deep breath and repeatedly told: "remember, don't make a noise, don't use the star force, and don't walk around at will, so as not to affect the divine things by subtle actions."

The more she said so, the more the curiosity of Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong soared.

What the hell is that?

Call——

Cloud painting heart took three deep breaths in a row before finally gently lifting the red cover.

Her strength was unusually slight, as if she were lifting the bride's red cap.

Little by little, the red cap was lifted, slowly revealing a strange thing that was black and shiny, just like a brand-new thing.

The shape is very similar to a wine pot with a mouth, but it is twice as large as a normal wine pot.

"Is this the king of God? Why is it so new? " Gu Batong said in amazement.

The wine pot is so new that it can be used as a mirror. There is no rust at all. How can it be an antique thousands of years ago?

Han Xiangdong also looked puzzled and said he was deeply puzzled.

Is Yunhua's heart deceiving them?

Yunhua Xinzhuang is serious and solemn. He reaches out to take out the wine pot, then takes a bottle of water and splashes it on the wine pot.