genius divination

Chapter 135 Broken Dreams
As the magic power of Wushu people unfolded, an invisible net was formed on the altar.And the net woven by this magic power is mapped to the five-color altar, and is infinitely magnified by the magic array on the altar.

That ray of sunlight suddenly soared, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.The three holy relics are shining brightly under the strong light.

The five people on the five-color altar rapidly changed their positions.They are all following the mana fluctuations on the holy object, changing each other's positions.And everyone who enters the middle palace has the keenest sense of the magical power of the holy object.

Following the change of formation, Fan Jiannan entered the central palace, under the scorching sun, the magical energy contained in the holy object almost made him faint on the spot.In just a dozen seconds, he couldn't hold it anymore, he pushed the palm formula with both hands, and immediately changed positions.

Others may not be much better than him, they all couldn't bear it once they entered the middle palace position, and they couldn't wait to change positions.No one can withstand that torture-like feeling.Wei Rushan struggled to support himself, trying his best to find out the truth of the magic technique contained in the holy object in this state.

This person is really powerful, he insisted on holding on, and stayed in the middle palace for a full ten minutes, until he couldn't bear it before switching positions.

According to Jiazi reincarnation, each of the five people has twelve chances to rotate.After three reincarnations, Wei Rushan felt weird. Although he tried his best to prolong the time, he got nothing at all.Although the magic power contained in these holy objects was greatly magnified by the five-color altar, the magic power seemed to be very chaotic and irregular.

"How could this be? Do you really need to rely on Jubu to correct that old dog in order to solve the mystery of the three-talented sacred object?" This thought made Wei Rushan feel extremely unwilling, "No! Since the ancestors of Wushu people have decided to There must be their intentions for such a weird ritual. They must be able to find out some rules, and they must be able to!"

He gritted his teeth, separated his hands, pinched the knuckles of his fingers with his right hand, Ding Ren raised Ren Yin, and suddenly increased the output of magic power.

The original balance of spells was broken in an instant, a ray of sunlight that fell from above skyrocketed again, and the three holy objects also suddenly lit up, making a crackling sound.By the time the sun dimmed, the three holy objects had completely lost their mana fluctuations and looked like dead objects.

The five-color altar lost the support of the sacred object, and the hidden magic circle stopped immediately.

"No!" Wei Rushan's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards the altar with an exclamation. "How did this happen, how did this happen? The sacred object is destroyed... This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

The three holy relics on the altar were covered with cracks, and when Wei Rushan touched them with his hand, they turned into a pile of debris.

Wei Rushan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and pointed at Fan Jiannan and yelled violently, "How dare you lie to me! The sacred object is fake!" He was so furious that his beard and hair swelled, his magic power soared, and he even made a series of explosions.

"Wait..." Fan Jiannan took a step back, his expression changed.

"Why, do you still have something to say?" Wei Rushan said with a sinister smile, "Where is the real holy object?"

Fan Jiannan sighed and said, "Even if you suspect that the sacred objects we gave you are fake, why don't you think about it? Among the three sacred objects, the black and yellow jade pendant has always been in your hands, so it should be true. But take a look The way it is now..."

Wei Rushan's heart moved, "Yes, I have always carried the Xuanhuang Yupei with me. Why is it broken?"

He said with a sullen face, "According to you, the holy object is real? But why is it so?"

Fan Jiannan rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "I didn't say the holy object was real either."

As soon as he said this, Wei Rushan's expression changed drastically, but before he could ask, Long Boldly became angry beside him. "Fart! The black pottery figurines are inherited from Lao Tzu's family, so there can be fakes."

Fan Jiannan smiled wryly, "I didn't say it was fake either."

Wei Rushan looked suspiciously at Long Bold, then at Fan Jiannan, and shouted sharply, "What's going on?"

Fan Jiannan sighed and said, "At first, I always had doubts in my heart, but now that it's like this, I'll just say it out."

Wei Rushan grabbed him and said angrily, "You're still playing tricks with me, believe it or not, I will destroy you immediately?"

Fan Jiannan said calmly, "As long as you dare to hurt me, I will immediately keep silent. Let this doubt accompany you until you die of old age, even if you enter the coffin, you will not be able to figure out what is going on."

"You... bastard..." Wei Rushan's eyes almost burst into flames.

"If you dare to scold me again, I won't say anything..." Fan Jiannan said with a rascal tone that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"Okay, okay...boy, you are ruthless, you are ruthless enough." Wei Rushan turned pale with anger, but let go of Fan Jiannan's hand.

Fan Jiannan dusted off his clothes, and said slowly, "My doubts started from the second bronze door."

"The second bronze door, what do you mean?" Wei Rushan shouted.

"Era, that bronze gate and everything here should at least date back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties. And they are inextricably linked with ancient alchemy." Fan Jiannan said slowly.

Wei Rushan said angrily, "Wushu people originated from pre-Qin alchemists and Yin-Yang families. What's suspicious about that?"

"It's normal, really normal. But I want to ask, which era did the legend of the Sancai holy object come from?" Fan Jiannan smiled slightly.

Prime Minister Zuo interjected beside him, "According to the records, it should be the Tang Dynasty."

Wei Rushan nodded and said, "That's right, the Xuanhuang jade pendant was carved by Han Xiangqu and Tian Huangyu, one of the Eight Immortals of Tang Dynasty."

Fan Jiannan smiled slightly, "Then here comes the problem. The bronze door of the Shang and Zhou dynasties had to be opened with three things from the Tang Dynasty as keys. Isn't this a fatal contradiction in itself? My so-called suspicion is the age."

Wei Rushan's heart skipped a beat, he looked at Fan Jiannan and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fan Jiannan rubbed his temples and said, "Don't worry, we might as well analyze it. This secret place is a place where ancient magicians performed sacrificial ceremonies. They built such a door, so there must be a corresponding key. I guess this is the real secret." Three sacred things.

It's just that this key has long been lost in the long years.Let's change our thinking, what should you do if you lose your keys?Naturally, it is necessary to match one more.

Metaphysics flourished in the Tang Dynasty, so a group of warlocks made three imitation holy objects.You should know that it is not impossible to make items with the same sorcerous effect based on the same sorcery principle.I don't know if this explanation is reasonable. "

Wei Rushan was stunned for a while, "You mean that the so-called holy objects of the three talents are just spare keys, and they were added later? What about the legends that have been handed down, are they all groundless? But even if they are groundless, they may not be without reason."

Fan Jiannan sighed and said, "Are you still thinking about your dream of eternal life? The ancient legends always add fuel and vinegar as they spread, and the more they spread, the more evil they become.

Or maybe those senior warlocks had already foreseen the decline of the five arts.Such a method is deliberately adopted so that the Wushu people get together every 60 years.Therefore, the inheritance of the five arts can continue.

Knowing for righteousness is not as good as knowing for benefit... This is an eternal truth.It seems that the ancients understood better than we do. "

Wei Rushan's face was ashen, he took a step back, and said dejectedly, "You mean, I struggled all my life, did not hesitate to kill my teacher and rebel, destroy my face, and in the end it was just for an illusory lie..." At this moment, his despondency, his His old age and his loneliness are fully exposed...

Fan Jiannan didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly.

Wei Rushan lowered his head and murmured, "No one knows how much I have suffered, no one knows... I killed my master, I avoided the master's pursuit like a dog, and almost died of death in the deep mountains...

In order to avoid being chased by Fan Wudi, I fled all the way to India and stayed in that damned place for four years...

I even made my own face into someone else's and lived another person's life.All this is because I know that any of my efforts will be rewarded a hundredfold.But now... I am not reconciled, absolutely not reconciled! "He raised his head slowly and looked at Fan Jiannan and the others coldly.

"Since it's already like this... If you can't get it, then it's ruined. You should all die. I want Wushu people to disappear from the world, and I want magicians to disappear from this world." Wei Rushan gritted his teeth coldly.

Fan Jiannan had already stood together with the other Wushu people, forming a magic formation, watching Wei Rushan who was pretending to be crazy with vigilance.

Wei Rushan approached with a smirk, "Today you ruined my lifelong dream, and I ruined your hope of survival. I am the great master of geophysics, and I want to become the strongest and only magician! Nothing Can stop me, no one..." The power of his flat hands surged wildly, hissing in the air.The pressure in the stone chamber suddenly increased.

Long Bold's face changed drastically, "Fuck! This old guy is going crazy! This is the end of the game, the end of the game..."

(End of this chapter)