C258 (1/2)

For a moment, the whole pavilion was occupied by the white light.

The boundless noble spirit circulates around everyone. Almost all the people present feel the unprecedented shock.

Some people who practice literature and Taoism directly kneel down on the ground.

”This is used by saints, inkstone?” Zhou Ming's voice of disbelief rang out again.

Ancient sages, there are countless classics handed down, but their goods are very good.

Things that can be kept by saints will produce a trace of spirituality over time.

After all, the brush and ink once used by the sage, once used, will have infinite power, like the vast sea, rushing to the face, making people afraid.

Inkstone is used by almost all the people who practice literature and Taoism.

The nearest brush, ink, paper and inkstone near the sage are often the most precious.

Because they are close to sages, these things are contaminated with great power. For the practitioners of literature and Taoism, they are simply treasures in the world.

Even white deer academy, there are only a few.

”It's good for you to appreciate it.” Lu Yu puts the inkstone back in Luo Ming's hand.

Luo Ming took over the inkstone excitedly and said, ”brother Lu, this is too precious. I'd better leave it in your hand.”

Lu Yu shook his head: ”no, I don't need it.”

He really does not need it, because even a saint can only be an official under the seat of Tiandi Taiqian.

Li Liang's hand was only holding the best magic weapon in his hand, and looked at all this in disbelief.

He still can't believe why Lu Yu can pick the saint's things.

Although the long sword in his hand is precious, it is far from the saint's thing. It can't be compared with that of a saint.

”Damn it, it should have belonged to me!” Li Liang's heart suddenly kindled with jealousy.

Looking at Lu Yu's eyes, he is also full of resentment.

Yes, if Lu Yu didn't ask Luo Ming to pick it, how could Luo Ming pick this one.