Chapter 443 Jin Ling's ability

"We don't know if it's a sacred object. It should be about the same. Take a look for yourself." Aken asked Green Wing to come to the spearhead 'the protector of the practitioner' and handed it to Jin Ling, "Is this okay?"

Jin Ling took it over and put it under his nose and smelled it, "A sneeze!" He sneezed big, "Well, that's the smell, the same as the smell of the cross wood. It should be useful, but the smell is still a little lighter. It would be better if it was stronger..."

Aken and Zhang Fan looked at each other and said, "I'll do it. It seems that the upgrade opportunity will be used." Zhang Fan nodded with a smile. Green Wing is a little unclear, but after thinking about it, the skill of this spearhead is also a little clear in his mind.

Aken took out his 'ascetic thinking' walking stick and used his own upgrade opportunity. A light of light enveloped the walking stick, and gradually the light seemed to penetrate into the walking stick. Ten minutes later, the walking stick sucked in the light golden light and glowed faintly.

Akan put this stick together with the spearhead to start the alchemy skill and integrate the two props. The light golden light in the walking stick was absorbed by the spearhead, soaked and washed through the spearhead, and then returned to the walking stick. The light flowed in the two props. The two props seemed to communicate with each other through this light, and there was a faint trend of fusion...

But in the end, they didn't seem to be negotiable. When the light faded, the two props fell into the dust...

"Oh, I didn't expect that this cane has been upgraded to the dark gold level and still can't become the handle of this spearhead. Don't the dark gold-level props have this qualification? Aken sighed.

"If it's that spear, you really can't find a handle that suits him casually." Zhang Fan laughed.

Aken handed the spearhead to Jin Ling, "What do you think it's really like now?"

Jin Ling took it and put it under his nose and nodded, "It should be okay. Then I'll borrow it first, but since you already have such a good prop, why do you pay attention to those sacred objects?"

Akan patted him on the head and said, "Go to work. This prop is only enough to protect one of us. You don't want me to be killed."

"Okay, just wait for the good news." Jin Ling turned around and disappeared into the soil again.

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The Templars guarding the warehouse of the 'True Cross' are very dedicated, but they always feel a little uncomfortable tonight and feel uneasy. Some Christian monks in the holy city also have an ominous feeling and wake up from their sleep. But at a loss, he had to grab the cross on his chest and mutter prayer.

Through the door of the heavy warehouse, the Templars guarding the true cross did not know that a group of red-skinned mice in the warehouse were working hard to absorb the aura of this big wooden shelf. One of the human-sized golden rat king held a rusty spearhead in his front paw, which actually rippled with holy light like the real cross, pulsating with each other and protecting this group of stolen mice. It is really ironic and sad that the stolen sacred objects protect the stolen criminals. Does this herald the sad ending of the crusaders?

The True Cross, one of the Christian sacred objects, is believed to be the crucifixion of Jesus Christ. It is one of the relics of Jesus. The cross was originally a torture tool with the shape of T, not the cross we see now. The method of execution is to nail people on the shelf with long nails. Use the prisoner's own gravity to pull people down, so that the prisoner can't support his own weight. From this, I feel the severe pain in my hands and feet. Jesus Christ was crucified and resurrected three days later. The holy blood of Christ still remains on this large wooden shelf.

The sacred breath on the true cross finally condensed into a simple wooden cross in front of Jin Ling, just like the kind hanging on the chest of ordinary poor believers. Inconspicuous. Seeing that the matter was done, Jin Ling immediately took his men into the soil and rushed to another sacred place. And there is only an ordinary T-shaped wooden shelf left in this warehouse.

At the moment when the Rat King Jin Ling escaped from the real cross warehouse with his men, in the mediation camp resting on the way to Jerusalem, a monk in a small red round hat suddenly opened his eyes. His heart throbled, his eyelids jumped wildly, and he suddenly sat up from **. The sound woke up his servant.

"Archbishop, what can I do for you?" The attendant outside the door asked respectfully.

The archbishop tried to calm down and said kindly, "Please help me get a glass of water, my child."

"as you wish." The servant retreated respectfully, and he seemed to feel the archbishop's voice trembling tonight.

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"Here, you take it first..." Jin Ling came out of the earth and handed Akan a square and smooth ochre red stone and a small wooden cross. Aken took it in surprise and smiled bitterly at Zhang Fan.

"It must be a gray prop." Zhang Fan laughed.

Aken nodded and handed the stone and cross to Zhang Fan. The latter picked up and identified...

'bloody stone' (gray): a marble soaked in ancient blood. It is obtained through abnormal channels and cannot identify the bonus.

'Blood Cross' (gray): A cross stained with ancient blood. It is obtained through abnormal channels and cannot identify the bonus.

"This stone is not a holy stone of Muslims, but a sacred object of Christianity." Zhang Fan said.

Jin Ling drilled into the soil again and suddenly remembered something. He showed his head and said, "I'll replenish some energy first before finishing this sad wall. But I may have to use the energy of this spearhead, and maybe this energy will not be restored..."

Aken thought for a moment and said, "Do it boldly. It's okay."

Jin Ling has just drilled into the earth and drilled out, "by the way, I can't handle the stone in the temple next to the wall. Unless you have a sacred object with the same atmosphere as the temple, it will touch the sacred boundary..."

Aken nodded. Jin Ling got into the soil. Everyone was about to rest when Jin Ling's head stretched out again, "And..."

Everyone was shocked by this guy, "What else can I do?" Aken scolded.

"You won't keep your word, will you? Take me to find that huge treasure?" Jin Ling's small eyes flashed and asked carefully.

Aken patted his head and scolded with a smile, "We have been working together for many times. Am I the kind of person who doesn't keep his word? ...If you don't believe it, how about putting this spear on your place and returning it to me after you take the treasure?"

"Brother, I'm just telling a joke, don't take it seriously..." Jin Ling heard Akan's promise, and a stone fell in his heart and plunged into the earth. Zhang Fan shook his head, lay on the spot and took a nap.

I don't know how long it took for everyone to wake up by the sad noise on the crying wall. It lasted for two hours before the thousand-year guardian soul on the crying wall slowly calmed down. Some Jewish believers on pilgrimage were also shocked by the faint noise. They gathered around the crying wall and stroked the wall to cry.

In the middle of the huge wall, two traces of water penetrated out, as if two eyes were crying. This makes the pilgrims who travel at night even more uncontrollable sad. They slowly recited the scriptures in the Old Testament, and gradually gathered a wave of crying and long chanting. Some older believers even held the wall and cried and cried...

Zhang Fan's team immediately stayed away from the crying wall and stopped to watch from afar. The soil at their feet loosened, and Jin Ling came out from behind them. He looked unkempt and looked very tired. He handed five rectangular stone slabs a little bigger than their palms and said hoarsely, "This is the transformation of five huge cornerstones in the sad wall... I'm going to rest for a while. This is still For you, remember your promise..." After saying that, he disappeared into the mud. After this night, many rich nobles were frightened to find that the hidden belongings in their homes had turned into a pile of rotten soil...

Zhang Fan took the stone slab and spearhead and took a look. The five stone slabs seemed to be wet, as if they had been fished out of the water, but he could not see how wet their hands were. And there are only some faint traces of water on the slate.

'Five slate' (gray): Five slates stained with tears. It is obtained through abnormal channels and cannot identify the bonus.

Zhang Fan seemed to be infected by the sadness in front of him and sighed...