Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 116 115. Fragment of Jade Cauldron
After the ghost-faced man left.

The crowd was in an uproar.

The development of the situation was completely beyond their expectations.

Whether it's the ghost-faced man taking the blow from the statue with his flesh, or the change after the statue, these people have never imagined.

Dry Bing opened her beautiful eyes slightly, staring at the direction where An Le left, feeling rather regretful in her heart.

"This time, I couldn't say a word to him again."

In a corner not far away.

Xiong Ba Tian Xiong's eyes widened.

"My dear mother, this strength is really not small."

He was still a little bit unwilling to admit defeat, and said stiffly.

"It's probably only stronger than me, Old Bear...a little bit!"

"By the way, what did he do? Has the god been subdued?"

Hearing this series of questions, Hu Chunsheng felt depressed for a while.

He felt that all his plans had been made into a wedding dress for the ghost-masked man.

At the same time, I was puzzled.

"How on earth did he do it?"

At this time, Xiong Batian asked persistently: "Old Hu, Lao Hu, do you know what that piece of jade is?"

Hu Chunsheng sighed.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's... the first ticket to enter Taixu Palace."

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at the same time.

A barren mountainous area.

Just now, the god statue that showed great power and suppressed several foundation builders with its own power has already shattered into several pieces.

Spiritual accumulation and divine light dissipated.

like a dead thing.

In the last few minutes when Lao Cheng lost consciousness, he told An Le the whole picture.

The story is simple and clichéd.

It is nothing more than a city god who gradually forgets himself in the process of being gradually forgotten by others.

Originally, there were not so many immortal cultivators in Yuntianyu, and there were more mortals in the town.

They often pray for the blessing and protection of the city god.

Old Chengtou also silently listened to the wishes of ordinary people and tried his best to help them.

After the establishment of Yuntianzong, the influx of immortal cultivators and the emergence of various magical methods resulted in the Temple of the City God being neglected for a long time, and the incense gradually extinguished.

The old Chengtou, who had lost the meaning of existence, was weakening day by day.

His remnants should have been lingering in the temple until the day he completely disappeared.

But it changed because of the intrusion of an outsider.

It was that person who injected black smoke into the statues and manipulated them to wreak havoc in Yuntianyu.

But later, a piece of miraculous jade flew from the sky to help the old Chengtou keep the Qingming, so no catastrophe happened.

And the strength of the god statue is comparable to that of the golden elixir, and it is completely the effect of the jade piece.

Before the soul dissipated, Old Cheng still left half a sentence unfinished.

"Be careful going down, be careful of the demon..."

"Underground? Monster Race?"

An Le muttered to himself, silently remembering these two messages.

Afterwards, he dug a large pit around it, buried the fragments of the statue in it, and made a simple grave.

He took out a bottle of wine from the storage bag, sprinkled it on the tomb, and talked about it as a sacrifice.

After doing this, An Le quickly left here.

Waiting to return to the inn where I lived a few days ago.

He took out the jade piece and observed it carefully.

This is an irregularly shaped piece of jade, but the size of a baby's palm. It is engraved with magnificent and complicated lines, which makes people dizzy at a glance.

It has a smooth touch like suet, obviously it is some kind of high-quality jade material.

Moreover, it is naturally attracting spiritual power to gather.

It achieves an effect similar to that of the spirit-gathering circle.

Just holding it in his hand for a while, the spiritual power in An Le's body became slightly active.

Obviously, it is of great benefit to cultivation.

But the strange thing is that this piece of jade looks brand new, but it has a very old feeling.

Then, An Le tried to input spiritual power, but it seemed like a cow had fallen into the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

He guessed that this should be a broken high-level magic weapon.

"Good stuff, but it's mine now."

at this time.

The figure of the woman in red floated over without a sound, her red lips parted slightly.

"Jade cauldron."

An Le frowned slightly: "You mean, it is a fragment of a jade tripod."

Xiao Xiaohong nodded.

"How did you know?"

"..."

Seeing that she couldn't get an answer from her, An Le didn't pursue it anymore.

When the trial officially begins, the people in Taixu Palace will explain its function.

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Just two days, fleeting.

Soon, it was the eve of the official start of the trial.

In the entire Yuntianyu, there are monks from other places everywhere, and the forces of all parties gather together, which is extremely lively.

It is worthy of being a rare event in thousands of years.

But most of them maintained a posture of patience, no one dared to provoke too much conflict, and there was an indescribable sense of depression.

Like the calm before the storm.

at dusk.

Inside a luxurious mansion.

Here, a special banquet is being held.

Led by a few well-known casual cultivators, recently emerging Foundation Establishment cultivators were invited to discuss matters related to the Taixu Trial.

in the courtyard.

Crowded, shoulder to shoulder, very lively.

An Le was also in it, and beside her were two casual cultivators of similar age.

One male and one female.

The man's name is Zhang Lang, his complexion is fairer than that of snow, and he is even more delicate than the disguised An Le.

The woman's name is Jiang Yulan, she wears a dark blue dress, has thick eyebrows, and has a burly and powerful figure.

Quite a heroine's temperament.

Both of them are casual cultivators that An Le has befriended recently, and their relationship is pretty good.

Jiang Yulan looked around, a little surprised: "I didn't expect so many people to come."

"After all, the trial will officially start tomorrow, and everyone wants to find a reliable companion."

Zhang Lang said slowly.

"We can only fight against the sect's disciples if we stick together."

"It is said that this time, Fellow Daoist Hu will reveal some inside information about the trial."

He chuckled: "Maybe, even the ghost-masked man will come!"

Jiang Yulan's eyes sparkled, a little adored.

"If you can meet him, it will be a worthwhile trip."

"Unfortunately, no one has seen the true face of the ghost-faced man."

The corners of An Le's eyes twitched, pretending to be nonchalant.

In the past two days, rumors about his "suppression" of the idol have been flying all over the sky.

This kind of fame is a double-edged sword, which invites awe and disaster at the same time.

Fortunately, this is just a vest.

No one has yet recognized him.

"Friend Lu Dao, what do you think?"

Zhang Lang seemed to feel that An Le had been left out in the cold, and asked.

"Lu Bin", this is Anle's current pseudonym.

"Uh……"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to prevaricate, there was a voice diffused by spiritual power from the first seat of the mansion.

"Everyone, please calm down first."

Hu Chunsheng's figure walked out slowly.

After a while, everyone kept silent, giving him enough face.

This Fellow Daoist Hu is also a well-known person among casual cultivators recently.

There is a mysterious divination technique, as if he knows some inside information about the Taixu Palace Trial.

In addition, he is good at sociability, good at dancing with long sleeves, and has a generous hand, so he has a high status among casual cultivators.

"Today, I am honored to invite all heroes to come here to gather."

Hu Chunsheng got straight to the point and said loudly.

"I know what everyone wants to know."

"Don't gossip too much."

"About this trial of Taixu Palace, I have the following information to share with you!"

"First……"

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(End of this chapter)