Yun Xianghan was surprised when he heard the words, her eyes shrank slightly, and Ying's mouth opened in surprise.
Jiang Tian's face was dark and solemnly said, "You should have heard of that ancient treasure. It is called'Zhenhai Drum', and this fragment is the drumstick fragment of'Zhenhai Drum'!"
"What? Shaking the sea drum! Fragments of drumsticks?"
Yun Xianghan's face couldn't help changing when he heard this, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes!
Naturally, she had heard of Zhenhaigu, but it was a famous ancient treasure in ancient times, and it was very powerful.
It's just that the martial arts world knows that the Zhenhai Drum was lost in ancient times, and it is still missing. She never expected that today she would be lucky enough to see the missing part of this ancient treasure.
Although it was only a piece of drumsticks, not a fragment of the main body, it was enough to shock her.
"It turned out to be this thing!"
Yun Xianghan took a deep breath, a wave of waves rose in his mind, and his thoughts fluctuated for a while.
After a brief period of indulgence, with a wave of her palm, the separated parts of "Transforming God and Meteorite" gathered together and flew in front of Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes flashed with helplessness, and he raised his hand to take it.
The Xuantian realm powerhouse's methods are solid, even if the "Transforming God Meteorite" is forcibly taken apart, it does not cause much loss.
This refining material still possesses extremely high value.
It's just that even in the face of this pile of materials that have been broken into pieces, his own ability is still not enough to refine it, and he can only store it first for later use.
And as he put away these "Meteorized Irons", Yun Xianghan instantly poured a rolling piece of spiritual power in his right hand into that piece of drumstick fragments that was slightly longer than his palm and radiated with aura.
This piece of drumsticks sucked up the spiritual power, and instantly the light burst into the air.
Accompanied by a loud bang, a shocking wave of spiritual power swayed in the void a hundred meters away!
Rumble rumbling!
The violent roar rages away with the raging spiritual storm, and its power is obviously much stronger than the top-level magic weapon!
"Hiss! A fragment is so terrible, if it is a complete Shaking Drum, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?"
Yun Xianghan took a deep breath, raised his hand and took back the fragment.
"It's a pity that it's just a fragment of drumsticks. After all, it can't be used like an ordinary magic weapon."
Yun Xianghan looked at it again, shook his head, and threw it to Jiang Tian with some regret in his eyes.
"You can recognize this thing, think there should be another piece in your hand?"
Yun Xianghan's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile.
"That's natural!" Jiang Tian didn't deny it, smiled leisurely and nodded slowly.
With Yun Xianghan's mind, he must have guessed a lot, and he has no need to hide it.
Facing this woman and him are friends and not enemies, naturally they will not covet a piece of incomplete ancient treasure, not to mention it is only a mere accessory.
Before Jiang Tian turned his hand, he took out another piece of drumsticks that shook the sea.
This fragment also exudes the spiritual power of the green and misty, the aura is no different from the previous one, but the body is much smaller, less than the size of a fist.
"Yeah." Yun Xianghan nodded faintly, just glanced at it and ignored it, as if he had no more interest.
Jiang Tian shook his head and smiled, then quietly put it away.
The two fell silent for a while, and the atmosphere on the flying boat suddenly became a little weird!
"Jiang Tian!"
After a while, Yun Xianghan took the lead in breaking the silence.
"Huh?" Jiang Tian jumped at the corner of his eyes and looked at her intently.
"In addition to the opportunity for advancement, there is another thing that my ancestors left in the Xuanyang stele." Yun Xianghan thought thoughtfully.
"The other one? What is that!" Jiang Tian's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but look forward to it.
For him, it was already a great surprise to be able to break the solid bottleneck with the help of the Xuanyang Monument, but he didn't care about anything else.
Compared with the advanced cultivation level, it seems that there is really nothing else that can make him care more.
"Let's see for yourself!" Yun Xianghan flipped his palm, and a black long black object appeared in his hand.
The corner of Jiang Tian's eyes jumped and took it smoothly, only to feel that this thing seemed familiar or even strangely familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
"Do you think it's familiar?" Yun Xianghan smiled leisurely.
"It's really familiar, it's just..." Jiang Tian hesitated to speak again.
"I just can't remember where I saw it, right?" Yun Xianghan said with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
"Really...Huh?"
Seeing her weird look, Jiang Tian suddenly jumped at the corner of his eyes, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes!
"Is this..."
"Yes! It is the Xuanyang Monument!" Yun Xianghan nodded heavily.
Jiang Tian's heart was shocked, and a thick color of surprise flashed in his eyes!
He was naturally very familiar with the Xuanyang stele. He had personally lit it when he first arrived in Azure Cloud Sect, and it also attracted a scramble from the elders of the sect.
It's just that this thing is about ten feet tall, it's a huge black stone tablet. If you add the part buried deep underground, it might be several feet tall!
But the object in front of me is only an inch long, so how big is the difference from the original Xuanyang monument?
These two contrasting things are actually the same object?
This is an exaggeration, right?
The corners of Jiang Tian's eyes twitched and his heart was shocked.
But thinking of the various methods used by the ancestors of the Yun family, he didn't feel too surprised.
Furthermore, it is not too unusual that many magic weapons in the martial arts world can be easily achieved with similar methods of size change.
"Another opportunity left by your ancestors is in it, but whether you can comprehend it depends on your own ability."
Yun Xianghan withdrew his gaze with a smile, and said no more.
Jiang Tian nodded silently, and immediately sat cross-legged, holding the Xuanyang stele, which had shrunk a hundredfold, and felt contemplative.
Hum!
Purple spiritual power surged out, and instantly poured into the Xuanyang stele. The next moment, a mysterious aura rolled back and poured into his mind!
"Huh? What is this!"
Jiang Tian's heart jumped, and he couldn't help being surprised.
This breath is really quite mysterious, it turned into a violent storm in his mind, and it seemed to exude a terrifying power!
Jiang Tian cast aside his distracting thoughts, concentrating on feeling, and in a blink of an eye, he seemed to be in that stormy world!
Rumble!
Rumble!
The dull roar rang through the world and kept ringing, and waves of violent spiritual power raged endlessly in the void, like an ancient giant beast, and like a terrible method being used by a strong person against the sky.
It's just that all these scenes, although they seem to be extremely violent, they seem to be irregular, making it difficult for him to gain anything for a while.
Jiang Tian suppressed the hesitation in his heart, patiently immersed in it, and continued to capture the insights that may appear at any time, but may be fleeting.
