Chapter 553 Tianyuan Brush
"you you you……"
The old man was a little incoherent.
"Why do you know everything?!"
Xia Fukun sneered.
"If you can do it, I can do it; if you can't do it, I can do it too!"
"You also said that you are some kind of underworld poet. Are these poems original to you?"
The old man's expression changed when he heard Xia Fukun's words.
"You fart!"
"I don't!"
Xia Fukun spoke righteously.
What kind of trick is it to just say that you fart if you can't speak for yourself?
With a sneer, Xia Fukun said:
"If you don't believe it, let me ask you a few questions and you can answer me?"
"Okay! I'm still afraid of you!"
The old man was also angry and said to Xia Fukun.
"The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deep with frowning eyebrows. What's the next sentence? Please answer!"
Xia Fukun looked at the old man with a sneer.
The old man hesitated for a long time. He felt that Xia Fukun's poem was so right! The wonderful thing is that he can't stand it!
"Haha, do you really think that this childish verse can win over me?"
Xia Fukun sneered: "Please answer!"
The old man hesitated for a long time:
"This is too childish, I'm not interested!"
Xia Fukun sneered:
"Then I'll change to something simpler!"
"good!"
The old man's eyes lit up. He could still get it right if it was simpler!
"If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level! What's the next sentence?!"
Hearing Xia Fukun's words, the old man was completely dumbfounded.
this……
Isn't this the last sentence of "Stork Tower"? What is this last sentence? Is there the latter sentence? ah? !
The old man was so angry that Xia Fukun was so angry that he vomited blood.
"You can't stand up to such a simple thing, and you still call yourself a poet. Haha, are you ashamed? Okay, don't say that you have so much and you don't have it. Hurry up and give me the inheritance in your stone tablet. I I have to go to other stone monuments, I'm very busy, don't waste my time."
Xia Fukun said impatiently to the old man.
Old man: "..."
When does it begin……
Can the person who receives the inheritance speak with the attitude of the person who gave the inheritance?
But... Xia Fukun can match all his poems. But what Xia Fukun asked himself, he couldn't answer!
He gave a wry smile.
The old man nodded.
"OK!"
"I am not a man who breaks his word. If you lose, you lose. You have passed this test. The inheritance in my stone tablet is not some kind of power or martial arts. It is a quasi-divine weapon!"
"Quasi-artifact?"
After hearing this, Xia Fukun was stunned for a moment.
He only knows about artifacts, but he doesn’t know what quasi-artifacts are...
"Yes, do you know what an artifact is?"
Before Xia Fukun could speak, the old man replied: "This artifact is the weapon used by the gods. But in this world, no one can guarantee whether there are gods."
"This quasi-artifact was built for me by Lord Broken Blade earlier. However, in the previous battle in the underworld, this quasi-artifact was damaged. But even though it was damaged, it was still better than those top fairy and demon weapons. The weapons and the underworld weapons are much more powerful!"
Hearing what the old man said, Xia Fukun swallowed his saliva.
"In this case, why are you talking so much nonsense? Give it to me quickly!"
The old man looked at Xia Fukun in front of him. To be honest, he really didn't want to admit that this Xia Fukun was the one who could save the underworld.
because……
He couldn't see any hope in Xia Fukun.
When he mentioned inheritance, he saw desire on Xia Fukun's face.
When he talked about the quasi-artifact, he saw saliva at the corner of Xia Fukun's mouth...
Can such a person really take on the responsibility of saving the underworld?
The old man doesn't know.
But he also said it before after the fire cloud finished speaking.
He doesn't have much time left.
I don’t know if it’s because the gate to the underworld has been opened again or because of something else.
The time that these remaining souls can survive has become shorter and shorter.
Sighed slightly.
The old man waved his hand.
Suddenly——
In this world of stone tablets.
There was a whistling sound.
Immediately afterwards——
A pure white long pen appeared in front of Xia Fukun.
There are waves of white halo flowing on this pen. Some of these white halos cover the entire pen, while the other part is constantly spreading outward in circles.
It looks like——
Very sacred and powerful.
"Is this... a quasi-artifact?"
Although, the old man said before that this quasi-sacred weapon was damaged in the previous battle. But even so, Xia Fukun still felt a terrifying power on that pen.
"Lord Broken Blade, when you forge it, name it Tianyuan Brush."
"Tian represents the sky, and Yuan represents the vitality of life."
The old man looked at Xia Fukun with a more serious expression.
And Xia Fukun tentatively moved his hand towards the Tianyuan Brush.
However, Yuan Bi seemed to have his own intelligence that day and actually avoided Xia Fukun and hid behind the old man.
"Brother Lian, how many refining points is this thing worth?"
Xia Fukun felt a little unhappy when he watched Yuanbi escape that day. Asked towards the demon refining system.
"If it is repaired, the price is immeasurable. It will probably start at at least 100 million refining points. If it is in its current state, it will also cost 10 million refining points."
"hiss--"
Take a deep breath.
Xia Fukun feels that he is really developed now.
The business discussed can easily reach hundreds of millions.
"Then, is there any way to repair this Tianyuan pen?"
"Of course, it can be repaired with 10 million refining points."
"Then fix it!"
Xia Fukun swallowed.
It is worth 10 million refining points before repair, and is worth 100 million refining points after repairing with 10 million refining points. Any fool knows how to get a better deal, right? Not to mention, Xia Fukun can now afford this "money"!
"But at least you have to bind to it first and then repair it, right?"
The demon refining system is a bit speechless. Has Xia Fukun fallen into the eyes of money again?