Chapter 2218 Feiling Waterfall

When the female cultivator was collecting the Tianfeng tree, meteors also fell from the two nearby stone platforms.

A long sword fell from the stone platform on her left. There was a sword without a scabbard, and its subtle aura revealed that it was a spiritual treasure, but it was unknown how powerful it was.

What fell from the stone platform on the right was a bamboo scroll, revealing the first part of the scroll, with four small golden characters engraved on it - Lan Yue Shuang Hua.

There was no shortage of spiritual treasures among the cultivators present. Most of them looked at the bamboo book and saw the writing on it clearly, and a few showed expressions of excitement.

"Lanyue Frost Flower" is a secret technique that was once popular among the Water Tribe. The most commendable thing is that many tribes can practice this secret technique and integrate it into their natal magical powers.

It is said that the person who created this secret technique later became a great master in the Holy Realm. This secret technique is the masterpiece of this person before he broke through to the Holy Realm. It is not just an offensive secret technique. If you can understand its mystery, there are

It is possible to understand the state of mind of Almighty at that time.

However, this secret art later disappeared, and people in the world only heard of its name but never saw its reality.

‘Whoosh!’

A white rainbow flew out from the camp of the ancestor's disciples, turned into a roll of white silk in mid-air, slowly unfolded, and extended towards the stone platform.

A young man with red lips and white teeth floated up onto the white silk and walked along. He had fluttering clothes and a very elegant style. Using the white silk as a step, he easily climbed onto the stone platform and saluted the people on the platform.

"I'm Bai Bo, I don't know what to call you?"

"Cang Hao!"

The person on the stone platform also looks like a young man, but his gills are like fish gills. In terms of appearance alone, he is far worse than the other.

This person came from the Sea of ​​Mist.

The two camps have established rules. There are no other restrictions. Anyone can stand up and choose the stone platform first.

"I have heard about this secret art many years ago, and I wanted to learn it, but unfortunately I never had the opportunity to see it. Now that I see it, I am so happy and offended!" Bai Bo said, cupping his hands.

Cang Hao frowned: "Is the immortal citizen also qualified to participate in the trial?"

“You’ll know after you try it.”

Bai Bo glanced up at the sky, then pointed out to the mountain, "This place is narrow, let's go out and fight!"

‘Crack!’

The white silk shattered in response, the fragments danced wildly, and strange changes immediately appeared in the void.

'Crash...'

The sound of waves is endless, and the white silk actually turns the void into a vast expanse of water, the water color is deep and blue.

As soon as Bai Bo and Cang Hao flew out of the stone platform, the water wave spread over them and submerged them.

Cang Hao did not resist, but before entering the water, he opened his cheeks and let out a whistling sound, which was comparable to wind and thunder, and immediately caused the water to turmoil.

'Wow!'

Not long after they escaped into the water, there was a sudden big wave in the water, and a narwhal whale surfaced, with only its head exposed, like a hill.

Half of the giant whale's body jumped out of the water and immediately dived down.

'boom!'

All cultivators outside the battlefield can feel the terrifying impact brought by the giant whale. If they are stabbed by the long horn, I am afraid that few people can escape unscathed.

The next moment, the water surface suddenly started to spin rapidly, forming a whirlpool in an instant, covering almost the entire water swamp.

The water flow rotates extremely fast, and the figure of the narwhal appears in the center of the whirlpool, as if it is trapped deep inside.

Bai Bo used his own treasure to evolve Mizuze, but was instead used by his opponent.

The collision between the narwhal whale and the whirlpool was earth-shattering.

'puff!'

After the stalemate, the narwhal's long horn stabbed hard into the center of the whirlpool, and the whirlpool suddenly stopped. Then with a 'boom', it split into pieces, and the water flow turned back into white silk fragments.

At the same time, Canghao fell out of the debris and was pointed at by the giant whale's long horn, which almost stabbed her chest.

Cang Hao backed away continuously and shouted: "My fellow Taoist is superior, I admit defeat!"

The narwhal gave up the pursuit. Its body was made of water and shrank inward. Bai Bo appeared, acknowledged Canghao, and raised his hand to recall the white silk fragments.

The white silk fragments returned to their owner, but they could not be restored to the complete white silk. Bai Bo frowned, simply put them into his sleeves, and ducked back to the stone platform.

He looked outside the mountain and saw that there were no new competitors coming up, so he imitated the female cultivator and refined the stone platform first, then immediately used his spiritual power to grab the bamboo book.

An unexpected scene appeared. As soon as the powerful spiritual hand approached the bamboo book, it was shattered by a powerful force. Then the bamboo book shook and shot into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the bamboo book disappeared from everyone's sight.

Including Bai Bo, all the disciples of the ancestors saw this scene, and their faces became extremely gloomy. It was obvious that the powerful saints behind them deliberately excluded them.

On the contrary, monk Wuhai can get rewards when he stands on the stone platform, so he is naturally more motivated.

On the stone platform on the other side of the female cultivator, the ancestor disciple looked at the sword in front of him, sensed the approaching aura from outside the mountain, and suddenly felt a headache.

The two sides exchanged names and immediately fought together.

While the two were fighting fiercely, meteors continued to fall from the sky, and soon the sacred mountain was illuminated by fire.

"Look, what kind of elixir is that?"

"Huh? That broken spear seems to be the legendary Yanhuang Divine Spear, which a senior once used to kill everyone."

"Look at that, it's actually the shell of a hell snail! The hell snail family has long since disappeared from the world. Legend has it that their shells have special powers, which arouse the covetousness of the human race and lead to extinction..."

…

Meteor brought a piece of rare treasures, causing bursts of exclamations.

There are all kinds of elixirs, spiritual treasures, precious materials, secret techniques, etc., and each one is valuable.

These treasures are obviously man-made, and the lowest landing point will not be lower than halfway up the mountain. The higher the location, the higher the value of the treasures.

"It seems that Hongtian and the others are going to drive those ancestor disciples to the foot of the mountain. I wonder what the secret is at the top of the mountain..."

Qin Sang thought to himself.

At this moment, another meteor fell from the sky, causing everyone to marvel, because the meteor landed on a stone platform next to the top of the mountain.

According to the rules, the value of this treasure should be greater than all previous treasures.

And when Qin Sang saw the treasure in the meteor clearly, he secretly said that it was indeed one of the treasures he had set his sights on before.

What Meteor brought was a jade pendant. To be precise, the jade pendant itself was not a treasure, but represented a qualification. Obtaining the jade pendant would allow you to enter a treasured place called Feiling Waterfall.

It is said that putting the spirit treasure into the Feiling Waterfall for a period of time can greatly enhance the spirit of the spirit treasure. In the future, it is expected that the weapon spirit will be born and transformed into the acquired spirit treasure. No monk can refuse this temptation.

Each of the treasures that Qin Sang is interested in is of great value, and their locations are probably very different.

The situation was a little different from what he had expected. If he wanted to compete for a high position, relying solely on personal strength would still not work.

Qin Sang secretly observed the monks next to him. Many of them looked at the jade pendant in the meteor, and their eyes shone. Among them was the Prince of the Feathered Tribe!

If this meteor landed on the top of a mountain, he would probably have rushed up without hesitation. The Prince of the Feathered Tribe himself had a very high level of cultivation, and with the support of experts from the Feathered Tribe, only the Queen of the Shark Tribe and a few others could compete with him.

Even if we exclude the Feathered Prince, the strength of other competitors cannot be underestimated, and they all have big forces behind them.

If he wants to participate in the fight for this treasure, unless Qin Sang persuades the Yuan Xiang clan leader to help him, he must challenge many of the opponent's masters single-handedly.

"Wind-worn copper!"

Yuan Ren suddenly saw a treasure, his eyes lit up, he turned somersault and was about to jump up the sacred mountain.

Qin Sang opened his eyes and saw that what Yuan Ren was eyeing was a copper block the size of a millstone. The texture was like brass, and there were black lines similar to wind patterns on the surface. It was wind-milled copper, a precious material.

Such a large piece of wind-milled copper is extremely valuable, but no matter how large the quantity is, it is just a treasure, far from being comparable to the likes of Feiling Waterfall.

The value of wind-milled copper can also be judged by its impact point. It is still some distance from the top of the mountain, but Yuan Ren's heart is unexpectedly moved.

"return!"

Chief Yuan Xiang had quick eyes and quick hands. He raised his big furry hand, grabbed the back of Yuan Ren's neck, and slammed it to the ground.

At this moment, everyone was shocked by the ferocity displayed by the Yuan Xiang clan leader.

"Brother..."

Yuan Ren was unscathed and climbed up from the ground, his face full of confusion.

"You are confused!" Chief Yuan Xiang reprimanded with a sullen face, "Don't you think there is no wind-milled copper in the clan's treasury? Do you need this piece?"

"But, I only need wind-milled copper, and the one in my clan is only as big as a fist..."

Yuan Ren said aggrievedly that he didn't think he was wrong. No matter how good the other treasures were, if he didn't want them, he wouldn't take them.

Chief Yuan Xiang sighed secretly, Yuan Ren's state of mind was very rare, but it was also very troublesome at the wrong time.

"You are not allowed to move without my order!" Chief Yuan Xiang shouted.

"Oh," Yuan Ren rubbed his head and stood aside obediently.

At this time, many monks had already rushed to the sacred mountain, opened up battlefields inside and outside the sacred mountain, and started fierce battles.

Most of these people are weak and powerful, and those superior and powerful clans are still waiting and watching.
To be continued...