A journey through life from scratch

Chapter 165 Ancient Holy Relic!
Then Liuhua flew into the museum first without waiting for the solemn speech.

Zhuang Yan shook his head helplessly, only to see that his whole body was running secretly with true energy, and his whole body was like a floating feather, falling lightly beside Liuhua without making a sound, his figure was like a big obscene cat hunched over.

Seeing Liuhua's excited expression solemnly, he quickly lowered his voice and said, "Hey Liuhua, do you know who's in the museum?" Since Liuhua knows this place in detail, he should also know something about the people here That's right.

When Liuhua heard Majestic's whispered words, she unconsciously lowered her voice and replied: "It's okay, apart from the security guards during the day, there are only a few monks left in this museum at night!"

"Monk?" Zhuang Yan felt a little weird in his heart, could there be so few people left at night to guard against thieves!At this time, Zhuang Yan didn't have the self-consciousness of being a thief at all, and he looked like a man of thought. In such a strange world of Zongman, it was a bit surprising to meet a few monks suddenly.

Zhuang Yan immediately said: "Okay, don't worry about this for now, let's go to the Heroes Hall of Fame as soon as possible!"

The Hall of Fame of Heroes was informed by Liuhua to Zhuang Yan. I heard that it is full of collections of ancient famous generals and knights. If you want to find usable holy relics, it is definitely the first choice.

Liuhua Xiaotougua nodded, hunched up solemnly, under the cover of night, and continued to use the building as a cover to smoothly arrive at the vicinity of the Hall of Fame for Heroes.

Liuhua pointed forward slightly with her chin and said, "Hey, that's the Hall of Fame for Heroes!"

Looking solemnly at the gate of the palace, there is a plaque hanging above the five gilt characters of the Hall of Fame and Heroes. No wonder.

"Well, there doesn't seem to be anything special about it!" Zhuang Yan rubbed his chin and looked at the surrounding environment, then looked at the pitch-black building.

"Liuhua is walking!"

After a solemn greeting, the whole person slid to the side of the temple in an instant, leaning against the wall with the help of the night curtain to cover his figure.

And Liuhua was also unequivocal, she saw her hunching her petite body slightly and pounced forward lightly, and flew over as if solemnly clinging to the ground.

"Mr. Zhuang, how to solve this lock?" Liuhua came to Zhuang Yan and pointed to the big lock hanging in front of the door.

Looking solemnly at the old copper lock, he whispered confidently: "I didn't expect such an ancient lock to exist. Look at mine!"

I saw Zhuang Yan stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to gently hold the keyhole of the copper lock, breathing out his true energy from the palm of his hand.

There was only a small crisp sound of "clicking", and the copper lock opened in response.

Majestic showed a smug smile to Liuhua. After carefully sensing that there was no movement in the room again, Majestic pushed open a crack in the door very slowly, and then walked into it. Seeing this, Liuhua followed without hesitation.

When Zhuang Yan entered the room, he immediately felt a sense of ferocity coming towards him, which made Zhuang Yan's whole body tense up, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

When Liuhua just came in and looked at the solemn appearance, a coolness seeped into the back of her neck, Liuhua unconsciously grabbed the corner of Zhuangyan's clothes, and looked around nervously.

The two stood there in a frozen state for a long while, but nothing happened. Zhuang Yan couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw no movement in front of him. Then he frowned and felt the fierceness coming towards his face, which contained the sharpness of metal. It means that the murderous aura in it is strong and indescribable, even with a solemn martial arts cultivation base, the whole body must continuously circulate the true energy to resist such aura.

"This is... the aura emanating from the weapon. It seems that so many weapons in the room have been kneaded together to form this appearance!" After observing for a while, Zhuang Yan finally understood how this aura came from. After understanding the source of the ferocity, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Yan looked sideways at Liuhua and said softly, "Does Liuhua feel uncomfortable?"

Liuhua shook her head slightly, still tugging at the corner of the solemn clothes and said: "There is nothing uncomfortable, but the environment here makes me feel a little depressed."

Seeing Liuhua's calm expression, Zhuang Yan couldn't help asking with a relaxed expression, "Hasn't Liuhua been to this place?"

"Well, it's the first time I came here. This place is generally forbidden to enter by museums. Except for the time when the Memorial Museum is established every year, you can't enter at all, but because I just missed the time There is no chance to go in at all, I didn't expect it to be such a place!" Liuhua looked at the weapons placed in the hall.

"Tsk, yes, it's really shocking at first glance!"

Sighing solemnly, looking at the nearly a hundred weapons in the hall, each weapon has an independent table for worship. Although these neatly placed weapons exude an extremely old and simple atmosphere, the sharp blades in them The cold light on the top makes people have no doubt that these ancient weapons still have the power to cut iron like mud.

Majestic and Liuhua walked slowly among these weapons, and whenever they got close to the weapons, a burst of sharpness would rush towards their faces, as if they could hurt people in the air with this sharpness.

"Oh! The origin of the weapon is written on this table!" Zhuang Yan suddenly noticed the sign leaning against the weapon rack on the desk.

Majesticly stopped in front of a blue long sword with a metallic color all over his body, looking at the handwriting with the origin of the weapon.

"Qingfeng sword, the sword is three feet three long, and it cuts iron like mud. It was once worn by Cao Cao."

Zhuang Yan was stunned, he looked at the sword with amazement, he didn't expect it to be so famous, he didn't expect that Zongman world would have such a history, Zhuang Yan looked at these large and small weapons along the way.

The Five Tigers Broken Door Knife has a very heavy blade, which can split mountains and rocks.

The Yuanhong sword, made of iron and metal from the gods outside the sky, was once the sword of the peerless swordsman Gai Nie of the Qin State, what the hell is going on with the messy Two-dimensional.

Longquan and Yaodao Cunzheng looked over solemnly one by one.

"what?"

Zhuang Yan looked at a stone stick on the shelf, which made him extremely surprised. Among the sharp weapons circulating in the room, this stone stick seemed inconspicuous.

"Ruyi Golden Cudgel, it is said that it is the weapon of Monkey King Monkey King."

Majestic and dignified, after seeing the brief introduction on the stone tablet, when he subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch the stone stick, a great sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, and finally retracted his fingers slowly, He shook his head slightly, the strength of an artifact like this is not at a certain level, even if he touches it, he will encounter catastrophe.

In the end, the solemn gaze was placed on a weapon with a faint flash of light.

This is a long and heavy weapon with a length of one foot and two. One end of the rod is equipped with a metal spear point, and one side has a crescent-shaped sharp blade connected to the spear point through two twigs.

"Fang Tian painted a halberd, a weapon used by Lu Bu Lu Wenhou back then, and it weighed [-] kilograms."

Looking solemnly at this extremely impressive long heavy weapon, he thought to himself: "The Lu Bu who uses this weapon should be from the world of the Three Kingdoms Warriors, otherwise such a weapon would never appear. !"

(End of this chapter)