Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 65 It’s at this time

A hint of shock flashed across Xiao Xun'er's pretty face.

Do the ruins really exist?

"It seems that it's not that we haven't searched hard enough, but rather that the ruins have been placed under some powerful spatial restriction. We must let the ruins emerge on their own. Forcing them to explore is useless..."

Xiao Xun'er looked towards Lingquan with her beautiful eyes.

According to Brother Xiao Yan, there is an ancestor of the Xiao family hidden in the ruins. If this is true, with the protection of that ancestor, Brother Xiao Yan's future will be smooth.

But Lingquan is here. After returning to the tribe, he will definitely tell the elders of the tribe about this matter, which is not good.

"It just happens to be this time..."

The ruins came into being, the tremors of the earth gradually subsided, and Xiao Yan stood up from his knees.

"By the way, I have to tell Senior Su!"

Xiao Yan quickly took out the Soul Guiding Jue from his arms, only to find that it was emitting a faint glow.

"what is this?"

Xiao Yan was confused.

At that moment, Yao Lao’s old voice sounded: “This is a soul message from him, you can understand it as a message.

When you were fighting that kid from the Ancient Clan, the Soul Guiding Jue was already fluctuating, but you were too busy to take care of it at the time."

"message?"

Xiao Yan had a strange look on his face and muttered, "This function is really becoming more and more like a mobile phone."

"What is a cell phone?"

"Uh, a strange magic weapon."

Xiao Yan said perfunctorily and injected his soul power into it. Su Yun's clear voice immediately came from the Soul Guiding Jue.

"My friend, Xian'er has recently broken through to the Dou Zong realm, and our sect needs to protect her, so I can't leave for the time being.

If you find any ruins during this period, you may explore them on your own, and it will not be considered a breach of contract. Of course, if you find any treasures, you must share them with this sect."

Xiao Yan sighed suddenly: "Alas, as a friend, I am very happy that Xiao Yixian can be promoted to Dou Zong, but... it has to be at this time!"

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Maple City.

Old Man Mu Gu and Han Feng stood high in the sky, gazing at the brilliant sword light in the south.

"This aura, such a strong sense of wildness...I suddenly remembered the time when I went down to the ruins with Yao Chen."

A trace of nostalgia appeared on old man Mu Gu's face.

Han Feng's eyes were filled with fervor, and he said, "Don't miss it. With such a terrifying sound, this relic must be something extraordinary."

"Well, it's not much worse than the Dou Sheng ruins I explored back then, maybe even better!"

"That's great!"

Han Feng looked down and saw a crowd of people on the ground beneath his feet. They moved at the sound of the wind. Dense black shadows emerged from all directions, like wolves smelling blood, rushing towards the ruins.

The news of the ruins coming to light has alarmed the entire Black Horn Region.

Han Feng sneered, "Oh, these people are quite quick."

Elder Mu Gu chuckled faintly, "Not everyone is lucky enough to get the things from these ruins... I've arrived at the perfect time!"

………………

A hundred miles south of the Black Horn Region.

The once deep, abyssal chasm had completely vanished, as if smoothed out by an almighty force. In its place stood the ruins of an ancient sword, towering like a mountain. Countless obscure runes flickered on the mottled stone walls.

Around the ruins, the remaining force of space twisted and vibrated, occasionally splashing out a few dazzling silver rays of light, cutting cracks of varying depths on the surface of the ruins.

"I hope the ancestor is still alive..."

Xiao Yan took a deep breath.

"Will there be something delicious inside?" A little girl dressed in purple, with delicate features, skipped excitedly over.

"Little aunt, don't count on this."

Xiao Yan said helplessly.

The girl's name was Zi Yan, she was number one on the inner courtyard's strongest list and a Dou Wang warrior. One day, she met him by chance when she was stealing medicinal herbs from the treasury.

"Zi Yan, the ruins are dangerous, stay by my side."

Su Qian frowned, lifted Zi Yan's collar with his big hand and pulled her back.

Xiao Yan glanced sideways. The emergence of ruins is often accompanied by opportunities and dangers, but people often ignore the latter and rush into them.

According to Senior Su's speculation, these relics were most likely left by a saint, and the sound of their birth resounded thousands of miles away, which naturally attracted many people.

Not to mention the Black Horn Region, in Canaan Academy alone, there are Elder Su Qian, Vice Dean Hu Qian, Law Enforcement Commander Wu Tianlang and a group of elders and inner court students.

The others didn't care, but what made Xiao Yan unhappy was that Ling Quan also came along.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask, "Hey, shouldn't you escort Xun'er back to the tribe as soon as possible?"

Lingquan smiled defiantly: "It doesn't matter if I spend this little time."

Escorting the young lady is a clan mission, but the treasure obtained from the ruins is yours!
Xiao Yan ignored him and looked towards the huge ancient sword that pierced through the heavens and earth in front of him: "The origin of this relic is probably extremely ancient..."

The ruins first appeared thousands of years ago, and were built even earlier.

"So what if we are ancient? Can we compare to the eight ancient tribes like us?
Zhongzhou is quite pleasing to the eye, but what kind of strong person can emerge from this remote corner of the Northwest Continent?"

There was a look of sarcasm on Lingquan's face, and his voice was not concealed at all.

Everyone present frowned. This person was really arrogant. This sentence was like an insult to all of them.

Even the students who came from Zhongzhou were somewhat fed up with Lingquan's arrogance.

Su Qian bent down and picked up an ancient black stone from the ground, a look of surprise on his face.

"Is this black amber?"

Xiao Yan asked, "Great Elder, what is Black Amber?"

Lingquan said casually: "He is indeed a country bumpkin. It's just a broken stone. What's the big deal?"

In fact, he didn't know what was so mysterious about the stone, he just subconsciously belittled it.

Lingquan's words made Su Qian's face turn cold.

"Black amber, this kind of stone was originally white, but as time goes by and the pigment settles, the color becomes darker and darker.

This stone turns white after a hundred years, gray after a thousand years, and black after ten thousand years. Although it is not a rare treasure and has average value, people on the mainland often use this stone to identify the age of ancient relics and buildings.

This piece of black amber is dark in color, which shows that this relic has existed for at least ten thousand years, which is comparable to the inheritance time of the eight ancient clans.

Lingquan's face froze.

“So there is such a way.”

Xiao Yan was greatly surprised.

Yao Lao's voice rang out: "Well, what Elder Su Qian said is correct. Using black amber to identify the age is common sense on the mainland.

You were busy practicing and had little experience, so I didn't teach you. Now that you've encountered this today, you can remember it so you can figure it out for yourself later."

"Hey, hey, the teacher is here, do I still need to remember all this?"

Yao Lao laughed dumbly and said, "The sword of time can cut through iron like mud, severing our promise of never parting. One day I will leave you, and you will have to walk the road ahead alone."

Xiao Yan didn't take this to heart.

"Let's go, such ruins are worth exploring."

Su Qian said softly.

Just as everyone was about to enter the ruins, a sinister voice rang out.

"Great Elder Su Qian, how are you?"

(End of this chapter)