Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 1010: The legacy of the patriarch
Chapter 1010 The legacy of the patriarch
The white raccoon collected his attention, followed Hua Yi's gaze to look at the center of the fire pool, and saw that there seemed to be something stuck in the boiling magma.
"Is it a sword?" The white raccoon stared at the strangely shaped sword in the middle of the fire pool, and his seductive eyes instantly became fanatical.
"Good eyesight, guess what kind of sword that is?" Hua Yi looked at the white raccoon appreciatively and smiled.
Bai Li raised her eyebrows, she didn't know what kind of sword it was, but the boiling fire spirit power in her body had proved that it must be a good sword.
"I want this sword." The white raccoon laughed evilly, and flew towards the sword stepping on the lava.
Just as the white raccoon was about to grab the sword, a figure swayed past, blocking her way.
Seeing Liyue, Bai Li frowned.
"Senior brother, what do you want to do?" Li Yue glared at the white raccoon sullenly, but asked Hua Yi on the bank.
"I'm afraid it's not good for senior brother to deal with my sacred objects privately like this." Gu Qun also panted slightly and flew over, apparently in a hurry.
The two of them followed Yang Jingfeng and Wen Yun'er afterwards. Yang Jingfeng was still dripping with water, and he seemed to be in a hurry to come over, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes.
Holy object?
The white raccoon raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that sword to be so important.
"What holy things are not holy things, I only remember the last words of the patriarch." Hua Yi glanced at Li Yue and Gu Qun, and said coolly.
The expressions of the two of them suddenly changed upon hearing the last instruction from the patriarch.
Hua Yi sneered, and said expressionlessly, "The patriarch has a legacy, whoever can take down the Fengming sword in the pool of fire will be the destined person of the Fengming sword, that is, the owner of the Fengming sword."
Fengming Sword?
The white raccoon's eyes lit up, this Fengming sword could not be a pair with Ah Mo's Dragon singing sword.
The white raccoon looked at Fengmingjian's eyes instantly became more fiery thinking about it, she had wanted a divine sword like the Dragon Yinjian for a long time.
Gu Qun turned his eyes and said: "Since it is the legacy of the patriarch, then we as disciples are not easy to disobey it. Since whoever can take down the Fengming Sword is the owner of the Fengming Sword, then Everyone has a chance, but shouldn't those who enter our division be given priority?"
Yang Jingfeng and Wen Yuner were overjoyed when they heard the words. There were two divine swords in the sect, one was the Dragon Chanting Sword used by Junior Brother Mo, and the other was the Fengming Sword sealed in the pool of fire. They have long coveted this magical weapon, the Fengming Sword, but they have never had the chance.
Hua Yi naturally understood Gu Qun's meaning, after hooking the corners of her lips, she made a gesture of invitation.
He has no objection, the premise is that his two nephews must be able to pull out the Fengming Sword.
"I heard that, come here and draw your sword." Gu Qun's eyes were filled with joy, and he immediately looked at Yang Jingfeng and Wen Yun'er who were eager to try.
"Yes." The two answered loudly at the same time, and flew into the air together.
Seeing Yang Jingfeng and Wen Yun'er approaching, annoyance flashed across Li Yue's eyes.
That girl Lan Qi must have been stimulated by something last night. She didn't see anyone early this morning, and she hasn't come back yet. If she was there, then she would have a chance. If she had known this, she would have been wrong to her last night. Let's do it.
Yang Jingfeng shrank his neck in fear when he saw the white raccoon.
The white raccoon gave him a cold look, then gave up his seat.
As a senior brother, Yang Jingfeng stepped forward to get the sword first.
Looking at the Fengming sword standing still in the magma, a greedy fire flashed in Yang Jingfeng's eyes for an instant, and he eagerly stretched his hand into the magma.
A scorching heat hit Yang Jingfeng, the clothes on Yang Jingfeng's body were dried in an instant, and he was immediately scalded and screamed.
"It's so hot, so hot!" Yang Jingfeng withdrew his hand violently, and blew desperately.
"Come again!" Gu Qun stared at Yang Jingfeng bitterly.
Yang Jingfeng looked at Gu Qun, and timidly stretched out his hand again.
"Ah!" Before he got close to the Fengming Sword, his entire hand was burnt into charcoal in an instant, he broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and wailed in horror: "Master, save me!"
Gu Qun was also taken aback, he didn't expect the magma in the fire pool to be so powerful.
Looking at the howling Yang Jingfeng, he hurriedly stepped forward to grab his hand, and pressed it into the ice pool next to him.
The cold feeling penetrated into the palm of Yang Jingfeng, and Yang Jingfeng felt better, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the biting cold penetrated into his heart, making him shiver all over.
"Master, I'm...cold..." Yang Jingfeng's brows and eyes were covered with hoarfrost, and he turned to Gu Qun stiffly while shivering.
Gu Qun frowned and lifted him up from the ice pool.
It was so hot and cold that Yang Jingfeng, who had been frightened by the white raccoon, was completely sprawled on the ground, unable to move.
Gu Qun shook his head in disappointment as he watched Yang Jingfeng whose three souls had gone to two.
Seeing that Yang Jingfeng failed to take out the Fengming Sword, Wen Yuner was overjoyed, and immediately stepped forward impatiently, "Master, let me try, I have fire power."
Wen Yun'er spoke, and summoned the flames with her spiritual power of fire.
Gu Qun's eyes lit up, why didn't he expect that Yun'er does possess fire spiritual power, although her fire spiritual power is not too strong, at least she won't get burned in this magma.
"You go." Gu Qun nodded towards Wen Yun'er, looking expectant.
Wen Yun'er was overjoyed, and immediately flew forward.
The Fengming sword with a fiery red halo made Wen Yuner's heart jump wildly. However, she was not as eager as Yang Jingfeng, but slowly channeled her fire power, and tentatively stretched her hand into the magma.
The scorching sensation spread from her palm to her whole body. Although it was scorching, it was not unbearable.
"Take your time, don't rush." Seeing that Wen Yun'er's hand was not burned like Yang Jingfeng's, Gu Qun felt hopeful.
With confidence in her mind, Wen Yuner boldly and slowly stretched out her hand towards Feng Mingjian.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Wen Yun'er.
Even the white raccoon got a little nervous, looking at Wen Yun'er and Feng Mingjian for a moment.
Bursts of suffocating heat hit, Wen Yun'er was soaked in sweat, but she still grabbed Fengming Sword desperately.
"I got it!" Wen Yun'er was overjoyed instantly as she held the Fengming Sword. She finally got the artifact, she finally had the Fengming Sword.
Gu Qun was also delighted, Bai Li frowned, only Hua Yi remained expressionless.
Just as Hua Yi expected, before Wen Yuner was happy for a few minutes, the Fengming Sword that she was holding twirled like crazy in her palm.
"Ah!" The scorching heat penetrated to the tip of her heart, causing Wen Yun'er to cry out in pain, but she still held onto the Fengming Sword firmly and wouldn't let go.
Feng Mingjian seemed to be angry, and he broke free from Wen Yuner's restraint and flew out. With a flash of red light, an arm fell into the crimson magma in an instant, before everyone could fully react. Time, the blink melted.
"Ah!" The shrill cry instantly resounded over the entire ice and fire pool.