Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 982 Gala Gemstone Seal [Thanks: Add more rewards according to iiiiii]

After the airtight door was opened, a mass of rays of light poured out from inside. There was an undisguised golden aura hidden in the rays of light. The glow of golden light was also mixed with the rays of multicolored glass, which made people feel like falling into a fairyland.

"Come in..., to tell the truth to all distinguished guests, no one can enter this vault except the old man!!" Father Muert said in a low voice, then turned and stepped into the vault.

Seeing this, Chen Zhi and the others also walked in. As soon as they entered, the door of the vault closed slowly by itself.

After entering, everyone found out that the vault is a completely modern design structure, with grids for display items everywhere, just like a bank safe~~~
Most of the boxes placed in these grids were gold ingots weighing more than [-] jin, and there were also some delicate gold trays with dazzling gemstones, like rainbow beads, with a dazzling luster.

Those gems are all very gorgeous, and they are huge, the smallest one is the size of a pigeon egg, and the largest one is as big as a baby's fist. When the light shines on it, it immediately emits a burst of gorgeous brilliance! ! !

"Everyone, this is the colorful gemstone that is abundant in our Kent Mountain~~~~",
While talking, Papa Muert picked up the fist-sized gemstone and shook it in the air. The colorful streamer immediately drew a rainbow-like trajectory in the air, covering even the light of the lights. .

"What a rare treasure..."
The old somersault sighed softly: "If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we would not even have imagined that there are such rare gems in this world!"

"This is the treasure left to us by our ancestors!" Father Mult said softly:

"This gemstone mine is on the top of the mountain, a long distance from the coal mine, in the middle of the mountain~~~
However, the mining process of colored gemstones is very difficult. It is difficult to produce a few decent gemstones in a year, and it requires very professional and skilled craftsmen.

These craftsmen are old craftsmen who have been handed down since ancient times. Their superb skills are unmatched. In order to keep them, our golden family has married them for generations and turned them into our own blood. I entered a family in the mountains, where she gave birth to my grandson~~~
So those people who died on Mount Kent this time are actually my blood..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Muert turned his head a little unbearably, and tears fell on his old face.

"This is really..." Old Somersault immediately went over to persuade,
"We really didn't know before we came here. It turns out that you lost a pair of children in just a few days. It's really unfortunate~~~, you have to express your condolences~~~"

Old Muerte is indeed a bit old. After silently shedding a few tears in front of everyone, he slowly walked to the back. It turned out that there was a metal door on the hidden grid behind.

Father Muert stepped forward and opened the metal door, revealing a wooden box inside the door.

The box was about one meter wide, with rough and ancient patterns engraved on it, which looked like the style of the nomads in the past, and the wood of the box was not made of modern wood.

In the middle of the box, there was a gray lock, which looked like it hadn't been opened for a long time.

Trembling, Father Muert took out a silver key from his chest. The silver key was single-ended, with mottled marks on it, and it could be seen that it was something of age.

Old Muerte held the ancient and mysterious key, closed his eyes, and chanted in Mongolian in a low voice, as if he was pleading guilty to his ancestors. After reading for a while, he knelt on the ground again, respectfully He kowtowed three times respectfully.

After this cumbersome ceremony was over, Mr. Multie put the silver key into the keychain with trembling hands. Click~~ With a crisp sound, the box opened.

The moment the box was opened, an unstoppable golden light shot out from the box, instantly turning the entire room into golden yellow.

The rays of light from those gorgeous gemstones just now were completely suppressed, and Chen Zhi found that even his body seemed to be covered with a golden film.

And when Chen Zhi looked at Papa Muert again, he was immediately completely shocked, only to see that the moment Papa Mult turned around, the aura behind him had undergone an earth-shaking change!

A trace of golden aura permeated the aura of Papa Muert's, instantly splitting the aura behind him, and then reorganized it, becoming magnificent in front of Chen Zhi.

It was a complete demigod aura, and the aura was very majestic and straightforward, just like the brave and fearless character of the Mongolians, and in the aura, the golden brilliance made people feel a sense of awe A feeling of admiration.

"Dear guests, please take a look. This is the gemstone seal of Gala, the token given to our grandmother Alan by the golden heavenly god in our Mongolian myths and legends!"

After Mr. Muert finished speaking, he stretched out his hand. In the center of his palm, he held a small square seal. The seal looked about the size of a cigarette case, and the whole body was golden yellow, but it emitted a powerful force from above. His spiritual power changed all the aura around him.

"Excuse me, can I have a look at this seal...",
Chen Zhi said with a serious face, and stretched out his hand.

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Muert still smiled kindly: "Of course..."

After he finished speaking, he took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wrapped the seal, held it up in both hands, and handed it to Chen Zhi respectfully.

"Chen Zi, you must be careful..." Old Somersault reminded softly beside him.

Chen Zhi nodded, and took the seal silently. At that moment, he felt every pore in his body exploded.

This seal seemed to have inspired a nature in Chen Zhi's body, making him uncontrollably excited. It felt like a skilled blacksmith seeing a piece of uniquely blessed iron!
That kind of excitement made Chen Zhi almost unable to control it, and even wanted to take this stone as his own.

Chen Zhi gently opened the white handkerchief, and looked carefully at the shining golden stone. He knew that this was not a gem at all, but a large spirit stone!
But this spirit stone was different from the ones Chen Zhi had seen before. It was a special-grade spirit stone that only existed in Jiang's legend, and it was even more precious than high-level spirit stones!

In other words, this is a god stone that can enshrine the gods of Zen...

(End of this chapter)