Chapter 5772

The gate of the imaginary holy land is majestic, and a celestial road leads directly to the top of the mountain, and there are still an endless stream of people coming to visit.

Today is the big birthday of Zuo Guardian Heavenly Snake God. There are too many people who come to celebrate the birthday. Many people bring a lot of gifts just to please Zuo Guardian.

Lu Yu and Pang Nianqiu came together, and did not disturb the others.

Looking around, the mountain road was crowded with people who came to give gifts, and the two of them were indeed not conspicuous enough.

"This mountain gate is an ancient relic."

A purple awn flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. He looked at the huge mountain gate. The fairy patterns on it exuded the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes. A vast coercion descended on all directions, making everyone who came here bow their heads involuntarily. .

This is the supreme xianwei.

This stone gate should not have belonged here originally, it came from the Heavenly Court, from the Great Primordial Heaven of Extreme Xuan.

Someone moved the ancient relics that originally belonged to the Heavenly Court here to suppress the luck of the holy land. Only then did the holy mountain of the entire imaginary holy land be filled with aura, and the mist curled up like a fairyland.

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest, do you think you are a real fairy?"

Lu Yu sneered, if he didn't know the details of this illusory holy land, maybe he really thought it was a treasured land of immortals.

However, in fact, this is just a puppet sect supported by the ancient demons. The ancient demons have the inheritance of the ancient heavens. Even if they teach a little, they can quickly support a huge force.

"Master, today seems to be the birthday banquet of a certain important figure in the Holy Land of Illusions." Pang Nianqiu reminded.

Lu Yu glanced around, smiled lightly and said, "Alright, we just happened to be here to give presents."

Walking up the mountain road, the end of the mountain road was already full of people.

"Come one by one, don't squeeze!"

"Gifts worth less than one million go there, don't waste time here."

Here, there are several table cases.

The disciples of the Illusory Holy Land sat in front of the table, recording the birthday gifts from various families, their faces full of impatience.

Those who came to give gifts dared not speak out.

They are not willing to come here to give gifts, after all, if they want to come here, they will probably be slaughtered.

However, it’s not okay not to send.

After all, the Illusory Holy Land is imminent, and whoever does not give a gift may be tricked by the Illusory Holy Land afterwards.

The crowd moved forward, and soon it was Lu Yu and Pang Nianqiu's turn.

"You two, what gift do you have for me?"

When the disciples of the Illusory Holy Land saw someone coming, their eyelids drooped, and an impatient expression appeared on their faces.

"I'll give you a magic weapon." Lu Yu said lightly.

"Oh?"

The disciple of the Holy Land raised his eyebrows, and said: "I remind you, at least one of the high-level psychic level should be given to give the magic weapon. If it is ordinary, then don't show it to shame."

"The gift I give will naturally not be lower than this level."

Lu Yu took out a copper bell from the storage bag.

The copper bell is simple and elegant, with a bronze luster on the surface, and ancient characters and totems are engraved on the thick metal surface, which seems to depict some kind of ancient sacrifice.

This is Fuxi Bell.

At that time in the imperial examination in the imperial capital, in the martial arts test, the examinee could use his own magic power to shake the Fuxi bell.

The Fuxi bell weighed ten thousand catties, and as soon as it hit the ground, it made a dull sound, breaking the stone bricks on the ground.

The eyes of the surroundings all fell over.

"This gift, it seems to be a clock."

"Guardian Zuo passed his life, this person sent the bell, is he going to die?"