"Patriarch, what's the matter with the treasure key? Could it be that it was spread out on purpose? Now many people have the same jade plaque in their hands!" "Could it be that other
people's keys are fake?"
Abel asked. Asked the solution.
If the treasure map was spread out on purpose, what about the treasure key?
Or are those keys fake?
"It's true and false, and false is true. The entire northern land has many treasures of our ancient body-refining clan, and those treasures also need keys!" "It's just that
these treasures Among them, some are just holes, some are traps, and some are just worthless treasures!" "There is only one
real treasure, and these treasures are hidden in other treasures, so what those people got The treasure key is not fake."
"It's just that who knows where the real treasure is hidden…"
The patriarch followed Abel and explained.
This time, Abel was even more confused. It turned out that there was more than 1 treasure. There were so many treasures, and he didn't know whether they were real or not. How could he find out the real treasure in this way?
"Patriarch, I heard from Onaga that the treasures of your ancestors were excavated by demon cultivators, and finally killed all those demon cultivators. I want to know why those demon cultivators listened to you?" Abel was very early
. Just out of curiosity, logically speaking, the strength of the ancient body-refining clan cannot be too strong, because the cultivation methods of the ancient body-refining clan are doomed to slow down their cultivation speed.
And the strength of those demon cultivators should not be inferior to that of the ancient body-refining clan, but why did they let the ancient body-refining clan drive them instead of resisting?
The patriarch smiled slightly when he heard it, and then looked at Onaga and the others and said, "You all go out…"
Onaga and the others nodded, and then they all walked out.
Soon, only Abel and the patriarch were left in the tent.
At this time, the patriarch took out a whip from a box. This whip was golden yellow, with faint characters flowing on it, and a peaceful force continued to permeate from above.
Abel could tell at a glance that the whip was blessed with formations, and the power it emitted was quite different from ordinary weapons.
"This is called whipping the magic whip. With this whip, whipping on the demons can not only make the demons feel pain, but even hurt the soul of the demons! Moreover: The peaceful power on the whip is also to suppress the demons. The treasure of the family breath, our ancient body-refining family has this magic whip that can drive those demon cultivators.
This magic-drawing whip was also obtained by accident by the ancestors of our ancient body-refining family. It fell, but no 1 knows if it is true or not."
The patriarch explained to Abel, and Abel looked at the magic whip with a bit of brilliance in his eyes.
A weapon that can suppress the demons is a priceless treasure.
"Patriarch, can you show me this magic whip?"
Abel asked cautiously.
After all, this thing is too precious, even if the patriarch doesn't show it to himself, it's normal.
"Of course…"
The patriarch directly handed the magic whip to Abel.
Abel took the magic whip, and a divine consciousness spread towards the magic whip in an instant.
Soon, Abel discovered that the formation on the magic whip was indeed different from the formations he knew. This formation was very peculiar.
When Abel wanted to study the magic whip in depth, Carl in his mind let out a miserable cry.
"Mr. Chitel, stop quickly, the breath of this thing is too scary, my spirit is about to dissipate."
Carl told Abel not to investigate the magic whip.
Only then did Abel think of Carl, this guy is a demon, he is most afraid of the breath from the whip.
So Abel withdrew his consciousness and returned the whip to the patriarch.
"Patriarch, with this magic whip, you can do whatever you want when you see the demons."
Abel said enviously.
To be continued....
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