: Section 188 Wang Buddhism

"What is this?" Tang Tian played with his hands, this is a silver claw, he just took it out of the copper box.
"The lynx silver secret treasure, named the cat blade." The sound of the magic flute blows into everyone's heart like a spring breeze: "The most common thing in the lynx secret treasure is the apes and claws. If I don't have If you remember the mistake, the cat blade was very famous at the time. The silver cat's top ten cat claws, which ranks seventh, is a treasure."
The cat blade is like a cat's palm-shaped glove, revealing the claws. The claw blade is rolled inside, and the blade has a mark in the shape of a sickle.
"So great!" Tang Tian's eyes were beaming. He tried to put the cat's blade on his hand. He didn't expect to be very close. Try to wave twice, the claws across the air, and draw a silver mark.
Although worn on the hand, it does not affect the activity of the palm. Tang Tian clenched his fist, and there was no obstacle at all. It was a good thing!
It seems that I have to start learning about the fire and the ghosts, and Tang Tian is eager to try.
The soldiers are interested: "It's still a treasure, hey, kid you make a big profit. Bloody cat blade and firecracker, the name is perfect!"
Ling Xu looked at the cat's claws and suddenly became lacking.
Others also took turns to try on it. Others were not interested. Only the little girl liked it, but it was directly ignored by Tang Tian.
However, the little girl quickly transferred her interest to the magic flute, tired of being around the magic flute, wrapped around the questioning and asking the west, the magic flute was not too annoying, patient and gentle, and straight into the side of the green eyes .
Tang Tian was satisfied, harvested a silver treasure, and got a heavenly level soul. Although the strength of the magic flute was seriously damaged, it was still very powerful. The magic flute is based on the test from beginning to end. If it is a real battle, Tang Tian doubts how long he can persist.
Sure enough, it is a heavenly level warrior, even if the strength is not complete, the shot is still extraordinary.
Suddenly thinking of Zia's business, Tang Tian could not help asking the magic flute: "Uncle Flute, there is still a person inside, you know?"
Uncle Flute...
The magic flute body, which was smiling with the little girl, suddenly froze. After a moment, his face turned stiffly: "In fact, I am not very old. You can call me a flute."
"The person you said, I know."
The words of the magic flute suddenly attracted everyone.
"He came a few years ago." The magic flute reveals the color of his memories: "He doesn't know where to get the treasure of Wang Yong, and he can come and go freely here. However, his purpose should be that sword. ""
"That sword?" All of them immediately opened their eyes, like a group of curious babies, asking in unison.
"Well, Wang Yong is a genius, but his life is not very good." The magic flute reveals the color of his memories: "When I was 30, I lost my wife, my character changed greatly, I started to work hard, and at the age of forty, I became a [Wang Yujian] He spent about ten years outside and returned to Zhoushan. He was so lonely and strange that others didn't like it, and he missed his dead wife, immersed in sadness and loneliness every day. Half a month before his death. He dreamed of his dead wife every day, and created this trick, named [Wang Buddy!]
The Magic Flute sighed: "He is a strange character, and he clearly understands Acacia, but he is named [Wang Buddy.] He is a genius. He spent 10 years practicing Wang Jianjian here. Master's sword, and this A trick [Wang Buddhism] is even more powerful than any of his former swords. When he realized Cheng, I was on the side. That one, I can't describe it..."
Speaking of [Wang Buddhism], the face of the magic flute can not contain the shocking color.
Everyone is moving, and they are yearning for it. What a stunning glimpse of the ability to make the heavenly level strong, showing such a look!
The magic flute pulled back his thoughts and his expression returned to calm: "He realized that [Wang Buddhism] died in a few days. He did not choose to become a soul, but chose death, he was very calm when he died. And even a little joy."
"Is his sword also a treasure?" The little girl curiously asked, she was a little strange, the magic flute said for so long, actually did not say the sword.
"No, Wang Yong's sword is the secret of the Tianyan, the silver level, called [Tianyan sad song], but not a secret treasure. Wang Yong's sword, unique, the general sword is not suitable for him. This day Although Yan’s song is not a treasure, it is very suitable for his sword. But the outsider’s fancy is not Tianyan’s sad song!

Everyone was confused by the magic flute.
"That sorrowful songs of Tianyan, but because Wang Yong comprehends [Wang not loves each other] and changed, and thus separated from Tianyan. Two years before Wang Yong’s death, this sword was completed and named by Wang Yong as [Wang Bu Acacia 斩], step into the ranks of treasures! Wang Yongfu sword and scorpion, the corpse is not rot. The goal of the outsider should be that the king is not a lover. The king is not a lover!"
Everyone is shocked, and the description of the magic flute is far more shocking than the little girl's narrative. A sword, even turned into a treasure because of a sword, such a thing, if not the magic flute, everyone must not believe.
Hey!
A burst of applause sounded in the distance, a masked figure appeared at the other end of the cave.
"It seems that I have not made a mistake, it is a wrong choice." Zia's voice is like a smog, clearly standing there, but in everyone's perception, it is empty.
The magic flute whispered: "You can't beat the flute slowly."
"That may not be." Zia did not agree: "But if you know that this is the famous Magic Flute, I will try it anyway."
The magic flute smiles and greets: "I am honored."
"Haha, Zia, you finally came out! Come on, let's play a game!" Tang Tian brushed his fingers and pointed at Zia, fighting to burn.
Zia faintly laughed.
"I want to play with me, come to the last level."
Saying that his figure is like a smoke disappears.
"The last level?" Tang Tian turned to ask the magic flute: "Uncle Flute, what is that?"
Uncle Flute...
The magic flute automatically filtered these three words, his face dignified: "It's the sword!"
"Oh." Tang Tianyi thought for a moment: "There are not many treasures of the predecessors of the king?"
"Hidden Treasure?" The magic flute stunned and looked strange: "What treasure does he have? He is alone. When he returns to Zhoushan, he is alone, but there is no treasure."
Tang Tian’s eyes were dark and almost fell down. He turned his face and his eyes widened and snarled at the little girl:
Don’t you say that he has a lot of treasures?

"This is what the book says." The little girl spread her face innocently.
Tang Tian’s mood suddenly fell from heaven to hell. The problem of Star Stone has been bothering him, and the pocket has long since collapsed. He has made preparations for making a big profit. I didn't expect it to be until the end. This hope has already failed.
Tang Tian blackened his face and turned back and walked back: "Go! Let's go back!"
The little girl suddenly cried: "Why are you going back? There is still a pass!"
"Where does the broken sword want it?" Tang Tianyi said with wide eyes: "We only have the Qing dynasty to practice the swordsmanship. What other people want the sword to do? You must kill the sword and kill it." More is not worth it."
"No!" The little girl stared at Tang Tian without showing her weakness: "You said yes, I will accompany me to complete this expedition. How can I not go to this last level?"
Tang Tianyi, scratching his head and forgetting this.
The little girl looked a little slow, and immediately said: "More, the king is not a lover, but a treasure! You can also comprehend such a powerful glimpse, such a thing, how can you not sell a good price? Then Wang predecessors The story tells that it’s too unreasonable to sell a good price!"
It makes sense!
Tang Tian has come to the fore, and how can such a good thing not sell a good price?
The light is [Wang Yujian], the master's sword, can certainly sell a good price. And the stronger [Wang not loves each other], of course, more expensive!
Tang Tian saw countless stars.
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"This is the sword?" Tang Tian muttered to himself, his heart was shocking. Not only him, but everyone else was shocked by the sights in front of him.
A sword was solitary in the middle of the hall, on one side of it, sitting on an old man. The body of the sword exudes a colorful light. These rays are like domes. They cover most of the halls~EbookFREE.me~There is a lot of colors flowing, the mask is like a large soap bubble, changing from time to time. Color.
"Is that a sword sorcerer?" Tang Tian asked curiously.
"Yeah." The Magic Flute explained: "The power of the king does not care for his body."
Tang Tian screamed and went to the front of the light curtain to see it.
"Be careful, don't touch the light curtain." The magic flute quickly reminded everyone: "The man just contaminated the Acacia, and he was so badly hurt."
Everyone suddenly realized that it is no wonder that Zia’s strength has declined over the years, and it has been contaminated with this layer of light.
But everyone’s heart is also in vain.
Zia used to be the strength of the Tianlu level warrior, but it was only contaminated with the curtains, and the strength fell so badly! This light curtain is amazing!
Tang Tian spread his hand to the little girl: "I can't help this."
Tang Tian did not deliberately evade. This layer of light curtain gave him a very strong sense of danger. He almost doubted that the light curtain in front of him was actually a rare poison. Even if he was just standing in front of the light curtain, he was shocked.
Good dangerous things!
Although Tang Tian wants to earn stars, it is for cultivation, but it is not like money.
No one noticed that Gu Xue’s expression was very strange.
"When you think about it, once you get contaminated, you will fall into endless love of Acacia." The magic flute suddenly screamed: "Into me, I know each other, I know each other, I know each other, I have long thoughts, I am short-lived, I am infinite. I knew that I was so popular, but I didn’t know each other."
Gu Xuejiao's body micro-shock, she stared at the colorful and colorful acacia.
Inside, as if there was a voice calling her, she not only did not feel the danger, but felt that the light curtain had a burst of warmth.
Suddenly, she looked up and bravely said: "I feel it is calling me."
Brush, quiet around.