Chapter 27 Magic Medicine hoe

That gentle sound seemed to break through the silence of thousands of years. After generations of waiting, was God finally moved?

The originally smooth iron cable finally cracked a thin crack with that soft sound. Although the gap was so small that it could hardly be seen clearly, it was cracked after all, after thousands of years.

The people in the ancient village have already fallen into ecstasy. Many people who came to their senses shed tears in their eyes and crawled on the ground in the most pious posture and muttered to themselves. Are they grateful to their ancestors for finally care for their descendants?

Bai Lang looked at the black altar in the distance, still floating in the air, the lights were like stars, swaying and jumping, and the ancient monument was full of vicissitudes across the sky, becoming more and more confused.

Bai Lang felt a smirking in his heart and suddenly found a trace of abnormality. He quickly took back his glance. Just then, he seemed to feel a brilliant light flashing on the ancient monument.

He stared and saw that the ancient tablet was like a huge old stone, simple and unpretentious. Although it was flowing with the breath of years, it always stood there quietly and could not see any abnormality.

Is it an illusion? Bai Lang smiled secretly. He looked around and saw that everyone in the ancient village were crawling on the ground and chanting witch spells. Even Xiao Leizi changed his usual smile and looked solemn. Dozens of old people in the distance danced and danced rough dances. The dance steps were strange, which made people feel illusions in a trance, as if they had seen the ancient people the most The original figure.

There was a loud noise from the sky, and the ancient monument shook and stirred layers of fog. There seemed to be vague notes echoing, like the sunset glow in the sky, or a long sigh in the autumn wind, which made people unconsciously create a trace of thin desolation in their hearts.

With a roar across the sky, it suddenly sounded. Bai Lang's heart was shocked. Looking up, he saw that the black altar was like a black lotus flower. Suddenly, it moved around the ancient monument and rotated like the wind. The wind stirred and spread far away.

Everyone opened their eyes, and their eyes suddenly became excited. Xiao Leizi was more eager to try. Bai Lang was a little strange. Looking at Xiao Leizi, Xiao Leizi sensed Bai Lang's doubts and quickly explained, "I heard from Grandpa that after worshipping the ancestors, there will be visions, that is, the ancestors want to give gods or strange soldiers. Treasures, or elixirs, can be obtained by chance.

Bai Lang was relieved and was quite curious about this, so he stood aside and wanted to see how this mysterious ancient village inherited the blessings of his ancestors.

Only the sound of the wind became more and more urgent. The altar rotated around the ancient monument, and the remnants were like a huge ring. Driven by the rapidly rotating airflow below, it formed a whirlpool and went straight into the bottomless hole.

Not long, the originally dark and unpredictable hole suddenly flashed, instantly piercing the dark curtain and dazzling. Before everyone could react, they saw a magic weapon shining, as fast as lightning, flying out of the hole.

"Drink!" Not far away, a group of people were overjoyed. They flew up and rushed to the magic weapon. It seemed that they all wanted to try it, and several teenagers in the village kept shouting.

"Haha, this magic weapon actually came straight to me. It seems to be very predestined with me!"

"Are you kidding? I feel very kind as soon as I see this magic weapon. This is probably my fate!"

"I met a strange treasure in my dream last night, and I think it should be today!"

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took the lead in flying out. Most of the young people in the village collected magic weapons, but most of the old people in the village were scattered everywhere, with an indifferent look and had no intention of competing with the younger generation.

When Bai Lang was in his spare time, he also heard Xiao Leizi explain that although this magic weapon is quite supernatural and powerful, after all, it has been passed down from generation to generation in ancient villages, and there are many masters in refining tools. When the young people in the clan come of age, there will be old people who are good at practicing tools to exercise a magic weapon for him, although it is slightly inferior to the ancestors. But it's not much different, and the people in the ancient village have not been born for generations. In fact, the so-called magic weapon is more often just a plaything.

The reason why this group of teenagers are willing to fight for the gifts given by their ancestors is that rare things are precious, and it is also a rare honor to win the favor of their ancestors. Therefore, most of the older generation in the village just watched and did not take action.

I only saw the figures coming and going in the field, which was so lively. People kept shouting and shouting, but in the end, everyone only relied on their own means, but there was no place to fight and conflict.

Bai Lang had also seen clearly at this time, but the light that had just flown out was a medicine hoe, which looked strange. The handle was hollowed with ancient golden patterns, like a fish swimming in the air, playing in the water, flying up and down, as fast as electricity. For a moment, no one could intercept it.

Xiao Leizi was originally eager to try. At this time, he saw that it was a medicine hoe. Suddenly, his forehead darkened and he lost interest. He stopped and cried sadly, "Why is it a broken hoe? Can't you give a better one, ancestor?" Obviously, there is no interest in this medicine hoe.

Bai Lang was speechless for a moment.

"Haha, good luck today!" A teenager in purple sacrificed an ice curtain and flashed in front of him. At the right time, he trapped the medicine hoe in it and couldn't help shouting happily.

"How dare you let this Zihua go!" Xiao Lei curled his lips.

"This divine object has a spirit. How can it be stopped by you!" Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, but the medicine was magnificent, which suddenly broke the ice curtain and rushed out.

A group of people shouted and chased after him again, leaving only the teenager in purple to pause his feet and turn down and rush.

The magic weapon is like a spirit, whistling and shuttles, wandering among the crowd, like a playful child, which makes everyone exclaim constantly. The light flashes in the sky, and everyone's magical power is obvious. Some people wave their big sleeves to cover the sky and the earth to intercept the magic weapon. There are also figures of people like electricity, erratic like swallows, chasing them directly; and there is also a fat boy. Stepping on the cloud, with a big mouth, the sun and the moon are dark, and they are actually going to suck the magic weapon...

"This violent fat man!" Xiao Leizi is also quite sad. Bai Lang also saw that Xiao Leizi is talented and has a special feeling for the spirits of heaven and earth, but in terms of magic power, it is slightly inferior to these teenagers. At this time, he is reluctant to see them gallop in mid-air.

Bai Lang smiled faintly and patted him on the head: "Isn't this magic weapon predestined to get it? It's useless to collect it by brute force. Although you don't argue, maybe the magic weapon will be sent to your door by yourself!"

"You have to fight for the opportunity!" Xiao Leizi shook his head and said, "There is nothing so good..."

Halfway through the words, Xiao Leizi opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, with an incredible face.

I saw the medicine hoe shining and went straight to the two Bai Lang. Just now, the magic weapon flew away. It was already a little far away from here. The magic weapon suddenly broke a bend. Everyone was caught off guard for a moment and watched the magic weapon fly towards Bai Lang's little thunder.

Little Leizi was surprised, but he did not hesitate at all. He shouted low, stretched out his hands forward, turned into a light and shadow, and grabbed it. Who knew that the magic weapon was very strange, and the glow flashed away the big handprint.

Bai Lang stood aside and saw that Xiao Leizi couldn't catch it and didn't think much about it. He flew forward and wanted to help him, so he made a real seal of Buddhism and resisted the medicine.

I only heard a "boom", and the medicine hoe was strongly resisted by the Buddha. Suddenly, the light darkened and made a light sound. Xiao Leizi turned around with great joy and reached out to grab it again.

The medicine hoe seemed to be very resistant. The purple light shone, banged twice, and shook his palm away. Bai Lang saw this, and for a moment, his heart was also stubborn. He sacrificed out the altar of Xumi, growing in the wind, turning into the size of an arm, under the head covering. Although this Xumi altar was destroyed by the thunder, after all, it was handed down from ancient times, and there were still some magical power left, and the medicine was immediately trapped in it.

"brush! Brush!"

A few light fell, but several teenagers in the village rushed over, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes. After the medicine hoe was covered by the Xumi altar, it was unexpectedly different. Before that, it only struggled a few times, and suddenly felt something. After a gentle sound, it gradually calmed down.

Bai Lang took the opportunity to reach out and grab it in his hand. Seeing this, the people around him surrounded him.

"I said, brother, this magic weapon has recognized the wrong person, right?"

"Ah, the white brothers came from outside the village. Why didn't they get close to the water platform? Instead, they got the moon first! Whoo~~"

"Is it because we did something unfilial that made our ancestors angry?"

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Everyone said a word, and I was envious and jealous. Bai Lang was also a little embarrassed. He handed over the medicine and apologized, "Bai Lang did not mean to be greedy for treasure. He was just reckless. I'm really sorry. Although this magic weapon was stopped by Bai Lang, he did not dare to take it. Please take it back!"

Most of these young people are straightforward. Seeing Bai Lang looking at each other like this, they said in unison, "Brother Bai makes us ashamed. Since you take over, we are predestined with you. We don't want it, hehe!"

At this time, the village head also came over. Everyone quickly gave way. The old man's kind eyebrows and looked indifferent. He looked at the golden handle medicine hoe, swept Bai Lang with a deep meaning, and said with a smile, "Since you are predestined to it, Bai Lang, you can accept it!"

"Old man!" When Bai Lang heard the words, he was a little ashamed and very grateful. He looked up and saw the old man smiling and looking at himself. Then he made a salute and said respectfully, "That Bai Lang thanked the old man for his love!"

"Hey, congratulations!" Seeing this, Xun Huan and others congratulated and said with a smile, "Brother Bai is deeply blessed and coincidental. You can buy us a drink today!"

Bai Lang smiled and said, "This is natural!"

The "Bai Lang" old man brushed his beard and thought about it. After a moment, he suddenly said, "The altar in your hand seems to be quite simple!"

Bai Lang was secretly surprised. This Xumi altar was suppressed by Jingwu for thousands of years and was later destroyed by divine thunder. He also knew from Jingwu that this altar was a powerful magic weapon of Buddhism, but after all, he didn't know much about the cultivation of truth. He didn't know what the origin of this small altar was. At this time, he heard the old man mention And, thinking that the ancient village has been passed down for a long time, maybe I can know something from it.

He took out the Xumi altar, handed it to the old man, and said, "The old man has good eyesight. This Xumi altar was obtained by Bai Lang by coincidence. Bai Lang really doesn't know what it is!"

After the old man reached out and took it, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He waved a hazy light, gently crossed the altar, carefully explored for a moment, and his expression gradually became solemn.

After a long time, he closed his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and brushed his beard to meditate.

"How's it going, old man?"

"I'm afraid that the destruction of the altar can only be caused by the power of heaven and earth!" The old man said.

Bai Lang was shocked and nodded: "It's true. The altar was once hit by thunder, resulting in damage to the altar!"

"This altar is a strange treasure, I'm afraid it's not worse than Fulong Ding!" The old man thought for a moment and opened his mouth again, which caused a stir of excitement.

Bai Lang became more and more surprised, and said in his heart that it was a pity that if the altar was intact as before, it was really a sharp weapon. He suddenly thought that the ancient village had been inherited so far, with profound background and understanding. He asked tentatively, "Sir, I don't know if you have a way to repair the altar?"

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