Chapter 2163: The seventh floor of the temple: the utensils on the ceremonial table

Alice sat slumped on the ground, feeling a sense of emptiness in her body after the catastrophe. Bing Zhixie brought Ruola to her and looked back at the floating island below, vaguely seeing a few bright spots climbing up.
There was suspicion in Venedin's eyes. He looked at Ruola who was in a coma and didn't understand what happened, but no matter what, the situation that happened just now saved them. Otherwise, under such an impact, he can only survive. By luck. He recovered and cast his gaze to the sky again, taking a few deep breaths to relieve the severe pain of his body turning inward, he tried to stand up straight, but the pain made him have to sit down and rest, and said inwardly: "At least there is no blood weeping red lotus. , That person can't open Yuange's door. Other important things can only be taken away by him..."
Pan's condition is better. The healing power just now enveloped him. Although it was only a short while, his body recovered a lot, and his breathing was less painful. He looked back and saw that the toast bear, which was blown to the rear floating island and blocked by the shrine, could still stand up on his own. He thought that it should be okay. He turned around and said to Celeste, "Do you think that man is very similar to you?"
"Um?"
Pan Dao: "A lot of places are very similar, not only in terms of temperament, I even suspect that he and you are a family. Are you not an orphan?"
Bingzhixie thoughtfully.
Pan went on to say: "When the girl Ruola changed just now, I noticed that both you and the man had a special reaction."
Bing Zhixie shook his head and said to him: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. Didn't Ruola's changes also affect you?"
Pan looked at his wound: "I'm not talking about this."
"What's that? Stop suspicion."
"Hmph, I just need to be nosy. But that guy easily defeated me, I am very interested in the relationship between you." Pan said with a grimace.
Bing Zhixie said: "I don't know him at all."
At this moment, someone teleported out suddenly and flew towards the direction of the sacred platform. It was Solatum.
Tusi Xiong jumped over from behind: "This great teacher's injury is not as serious as I can see, he still has such vitality..."
A figure also followed, it was Venedin. He obviously didn't want anyone to take the lead.
The toast bear also wanted to go to the sacred platform to take a look, but as soon as he moved his magic power, there was a black in front of him, and he fainted on the ground again.
"The Toast Bear..." Pan took a look and saw that he was just in a coma. He turned around and said to Bing Zhixie: "Hey, don't let those two guys take advantage of us!"
Although Bing Zhixie came here without a special purpose, he never wanted to steal all the achievements he had obtained by others.
"Master, I'll go with you." As soon as Alice got up with her bow in her arms, she was stopped by Bing Zhixie.
"Don't move, stay optimistic about Ruola, and look for Haifeng by the way."
"What?" Alice looked at Ruola next to her, the boss was upset.
On the altar, Saint Is still talking with the generals of light. On the outer edge of the altar, not far from the altar, there are several small floating islands floating in the air. These small floating islands and the gods The stage is the same color and has also been constructed manually. Solatum landed on the small floating island, took a look at the direction of the altar, and then quickly walked to the altar on the small floating island. These are the places where the most core treasures are enshrined to the Sand God, and all the treasures placed and enshrined are treasures that everyone has dreamed of or dared to dream of for thousands of years.
Solatum couldn't restrain his excitement. He was fortunate that St. Ish didn't get the treasures here first, and he still had a chance to find what he wanted. At this time, Venedin flew to the island and persuaded: "You'd better only take what you need."
"Why?" Solatum looked back, his face and eyes showing a cruel look: "What do I want to take, is my freedom, you..."
Venedin coughed lightly, and the sword in his hand swayed slightly in the gentle air current: "The ability to reach here is the result of everyone working together. You can't take everything!"
Solatum raised his eyes to see the Bing Xiexie coming from behind, and reluctantly looked at the gods on the altar, and finally looked in the direction of the altar, thinking in his heart: "It's important to find what the Pope wants. Put the treasures behind and talk about it later." He snorted heavily and flew away from the floating island.
After Bing Zhixie fell, he exchanged a glance with Venedin, and both of them walked towards the ceremonial altar at the same time. Facing the time and space that was half deep and dark, half brown and red, the treasure enshrined on the ceremonial table was spotless, but it was a very inconspicuous thing.
This thing looked like a rough metal ball taken out of the mold after being smelted, and it looked like a steel ball, with a dull color and inconspicuous. If this thing were thrown in a smelter, no one would think that it was a treasure, and it would be thrown in the pile of steel balls, for fear that there would be no difference.
It’s hard to imagine why there is such a thing here, but since it’s here, it proves that it must be of great value.
"Do you know what this is?" Bing Zhixie asked.
Venedin shook his head and emphasized: "I really don't know."
"Then take it away?"
"Of course, the treasure, instead of putting it here to make dust, it is better to play its due value." Venedin raised his eyes and said: "While the master is still chatting, put it away first, and then divide it."
Bing Zhixie glanced at Solatum, who was drifting away on the floating island: "That's not what you said to him just now."
"The things that can be obtained must naturally be divided equally. He has his own purpose, and each takes what he needs. This is the principle of the explorer."
"What about you, do you have something you must take?"
A stone plate suddenly appeared in Venedin's hand. After a while, an area on the stone plate gradually felt magical. He smiled and said to Bing Zhixie, "What I want is really here."
Bing Zhixie carefully took off the things on the ceremonial table. This thing was extremely heavy. If he didn't use magic to hold it, he wouldn't be able to hold it up.
Venedin laughed again: "Can you put it in a different space, such a heavy thing?"
Bing Zhixie snorted, then put the thing back: "I don't have to take it away."
"It's not a pity then?"
"Let’s find your stuff first."
"You want to follow me?" Venedin looked at him.
"I can go and see on other floating islands."
Venedin coughed a few more times and coughed up blood: "I won't talk nonsense with you." He jumped onto the guard in two steps and flew to another small floating island.
Bing Zhixie followed and landed on another floating island. At this time, a huge black dragon in the sand flew over. This made his body agitated, his skin was numb, and his soul was deeply affected. Inexplicable stimulation. Just when he was gradually unable to control himself, the black magic dragon was recovered by the summoned light, and the intense excitement disappeared immediately.
Venedin only glanced at this floating island, and then jumped to a small floating island further away. There are not many small purple and black floating islands here, there are only eight or nine, and you will be able to find them soon. Bing Zhixie walked to the ceremonial table. There was a scroll tube on it. He pulled out and took a look. There were six pieces of paper inside, three of which were parchment scrolls. The writing on it was older, and the other three were. Leaning towards modern texts, the Bing Xian Xie Neng can roughly understand it, and on the right side of the head, there are five big dark red characters-Demon Remelting Technique.
"Magic remelting technique? What is this?" Bing Zhixie heard of this term for the first time, and when he wanted to read a few more lines, a voice that made people feel like spring breeze came across from him.
"Can you show me this item?"
Bing Zhixie suddenly raised his head, and the face of Saint Ice appeared in front of him. Looking at this face from such a close distance, he was deeply shocked in his heart, and an inexplicable and strange feeling surged into his heart. When he returned to his senses, he was shocked in a cold sweat again. He was completely unaware of the arrival of the other party. If this person was malicious, he might have been in a different place now.
"Um?"
"Ah~!" Bing Zhixie stunned and handed the thing over: "Uh...ok..."
Saint Ice only glanced at it and said, "I want this thing, okay?"
Bing Zhixie was stunned again, and suddenly a rebellious thought: "If I say no, will you give up?"
Saint Ice smiled: "No."
Bing Zhixie said uncomfortably: "Then why do you want to ask me extraneously, don't you appear to be hypocritical?"
Saint Ice put the things back on the altarpiece and said: "I go to the restaurant to eat, and when the waiter serves me, I will say thank you. But without such a thank you, he will still serve me."
"You can leave it alone."
"I really don't have to say it." Saint Ice held the thing in his hand again, put it away, and turned to leave.
Bing Zhixie stopped him: "Wait. Do we know each other?"
Saint Ice’s ice blue robe turned his back: "We saw it when I took the Ten Thousand Eyes in the Deserted Rock City."
Bing Zhixie stared at his back and asked seriously: "I'm not talking about this. Have we met before or after that?"
"No."
"But why, I think you have a feeling of deja vu."
"Of course." Saint Ice turned around and said to him: "Because we are people of the same blood. Really...a family!"
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