Chapter 685： Declining ancient Wu

The 645th chapter of the fallen ancient Wu

"After more than one hundred years ago, although the ancient Wu world has declined, there are still masters of the Wuwang level. Some people can achieve this level through their own cultivation, and there is more than one person."

"Three hundred years ago, Wu Wang was not called Wu Wang, only a small star, and at that time, let alone a small star, that is, there is more than one middle-level martial artist in the middle of the star, and even a high-ranking senior martial artist. ""

"Five hundred years ago, there were even masters of heaven."

"A thousand years ago, the talents of the heavens were so numerous that the small heavens could not be dominated. Only the masters of the middle heavens could be regarded as true tops."

"In the age of a long time, before the Qin Emperor destroyed the military, it was said that even the big heavens were not worth mentioning."

"But nowadays, in addition to an invincible Yang, there is no way to find someone who has cultivated himself to the world of peerless masters, even... many people must rely on the secret method to sacrifice their potential even if they enter the best of the best."

“After several turmoil, the ancient Wu world has indeed fallen.”

"The ice burial of the family is reduced and reduced. It is said that there are a thousand ice burials in the peak of the Nangong family. Nowadays... Oh, they can take out 30 ice burials, even if they are incredible, and I guarantee that most of them are just the primary Wu Wang of the small stars."

"The Lingbi Palace has also declined. Several times the turmoil in the ancient Wu world, the Daxueshan Lingbi Palace has not been spared."

"We have lost a lot of masters, and the inheritance of the relics has been cut off a lot. Even one or two hundred years ago, even our town school was lost."

"And in order to maintain strength and stability, we have to maintain that every generation of living Buddhas who suppress the Qiankun exist, but there is no way to save the living Buddha who used the relics."

"This makes our relics continue to consume. Today, the bronze relics that the Snowy Mountain Lingbi Palace can produce are now more than twenty."

"There are many relics that are just small stars."

When he said this, Bayan Teller was full of complexity. After saying this, it was full of bitterness and sorrow. For the decline of the ancient Wu world and the gradual decline of the Lingbi Palace, he was somewhat distressed.

In this regard, Jiang Bai is silent, once in a long time, masters, but for some reason, these masters have disappeared into the long river of history, turned into a cloud of smoke.

Today's top masters, in a certain era may be just the small leader of the Zongmen.

Such a character has now become the top of existence.

This makes people have to feel that the world is changing fast.

"So, entering the treasure trove of secrets is actually letting me absorb the relics inside, and then use them for my own use? Is it based on this promotion?"

Jiang Bai now understands why he is coming in, and what the other party’s promised improvement is.

At this time, Jiang Bai was hesitant and he was too easy to get. He had all sorts of defects. Jiang Bai didn't want to ruin his way forward in the future because of his greed.

"Yes, but you can rest assured that these relics have no side effects. You only need to be in the mouth. It is the purest and concentrated world energy. There is absolutely no harm."

"Of course, the relics are not without defects. The advantages and disadvantages of the relics are equally obvious. The stronger the relics of the more powerful masters, the more difficult it is to absorb them."

"And, the energy of the relics can not be fully accepted, only a part of it can be absorbed. As for how much, it depends on personal creation. The living Buddhas of the past generations can also be used after they have been upgraded to the peak, and take the opportunity to break through. Otherwise, It will only waste precious relics."

Nodded, Bayan Teller said to Jiang Baisheng in front of him.

"There is nothing, just absorb a few more!" Jiang Bai did not think, directly responded.

However, he was greeted by Baythetel’s bitter smile. He looked at Jiang Bai’s dry and said: “The person who takes the relic can’t condense the relic, unless it is a last resort, the master of the Daxueshan Lingbi Palace will not take the relic easily. ""

"Because taking one is tantamount to wasting one."

"More importantly, it is not the living Buddha who don't want to take more and strengthen their cultivation. It can only be used once in a lifetime, and the second is useless."

After listening to this, Jiang Bai knows why this thing is getting less and less, and it is more and more precious. Just now, Jiang Bai also wants to say that if it is just a turmoil, it should not let the Daxueshan Lingbi Palace leave such a little relic. .

Now that I have listened to these explanations, I can understand this.

"Then how should I take these relics? Go straight to get it out? Or is there any special extraction method?"

"In addition, how do I know which ones are better and more powerful? Is it free to choose, or what?"

Jiang Bai has now been drooling with these bronze stupas, and he couldn’t help but ask anxiously.

"The blood of the living Buddha's master is needed. This owner of the living Buddha has already given it. After every drop of blood, you can open a bronze stupa."

"After leaving, I will drop blood again in the blood trough at the gate. Only the blood of the owner of the blood can open a bronze stupa next time. It will start again and again, to prevent someone from being destroyed and someone greedy. When you leave, you are bleeding. ”

Bayantra explained that Jiang Bai also understood that this is tantamount to saying that it is a novel anti-theft system that uses blood as a medium, but does not know what the principle is.

Jiang Bai did not ask, because he asked questions.

This will be traced back to the beginning of the establishment of the Snowy Mountain Lingbi Palace, the true top players, the elite of the ancient warriors, Bayan Teller, although expensive, is willing to blacken his eyes.

Why does Jiang Bai find himself boring?

"As for the choice of relics, the owner of the living Buddha once said that everything is done by law. You close your eyes and feel it. Which one is right for you and which one is calling you, which one you choose."

In this regard, Jiang Bai is very speechless.

Feeling your sister, the fate of your uncle, is not to let Laozi close his eyes and blindfold!

Jiang Bai's eyes closed and he didn't have a result. He pointed to the oldest bronze stupa in the front row.

Jiang Bai does not know what kind of reunion is in the end. Anyway, at least the King of Wu can be condensed. It is not important to be a person.

In the principle that things are getting older and more valuable, Jiang Bai chose one that looks the most vicissitudes.

Bayerntel nodded quietly, then took out a small white porcelain bottle and walked silently to the bronze stupa at the beginning of Jiang Bai. At the tip of the one-meter-high tower, he opened the vial and put a small bottle. Blood is poured into the brain.