Chapter 1163 (2/2)
”They wake up!”
”Well...”
”My head hurts...”
A disciple held up his head and looked at the surrounding environment in a daze. Finally, he focused on the ancient bell. He quickly got up and went to the bell, saluted respectfully and said, ”master.”
”Yes, master.”
”We're not dead?”
”It was the leader who saved us...”
It didn't take long for the disciples and elders to wake up and remember what happened before, which also dispelled the last worry in Gu Zhong's mind, for fear that the toxin would have sequelae, which would adversely affect their IQ later.
Compared with a group of disabled people, Gu Zhong is more afraid of a group of dementia.
”Do you remember what happened before?”
”You fell into the sea and were almost eaten by sharks.”
“……”
”Master Are you all right? Aren't we hit by the magic sea needle
”And you brought us here to try...”
Lu Jue looked at the ancient bell with an unknown expression on his face. Lu Jinsong touched his head and said in a sad tone: ”and my chain stick was damaged in a battle. I really hope that it was just a dream.”
Lu Jue and other disciples on the side were also very impressed by the battle. Several disciples surrounded Lu Jue and said, ”it's OK, elder martial brother, when we go back to the sect, we'll find the top foundry to make a new chain stick.”
”Yes, I also know through this time that you have such a powerful weapon, elder martial brother.”
”I'm afraid that the best weapons can't match your chain stick.””Yes, yes, if it were not for you, we would have died in the hands of the red pupil lion.”
The ancient clock on one side touched his chin with his hand and listened to them talking about the details of the battle which had been passed for many days. However, the memory was not damaged. It was these simple and naive people who could find that they had broken through the yuan spirit realm.
Gu Zhong did not speak, but took a brand-new nunchakus from the system and handed it to Lu Jinsong.
Lu Jinsong looked at the nunchaku handed over by the ancient bell. His eyes were ablaze with light. He saw the two ends of the chain flashing with light. One end was the stick coiled by the holy dragon and the other was covered with snow. He looked up at the ancient clock.
Gu Zhong nodded to him, and Lu Jinsong took over the nunchakus. The cold feeling came from the center of his palm. The nunchakus in his hand was like holding the sky with two pillars, which gave out the prestige that people did not dare to look at directly.
Lu Jinsong, who has been dealing with the chain stick for many years, is deeply shocked by the material of the weapon in his hand. This is because the chain stick is made of precious secret silver mine. A fist sized secret silver mine in the market can be sold for one million gold coins. Its rarity is comparable to that of Amethyst ore. The Secret silver mine consumed by the chain stick in his hand costs at least five million yuan Gold coins.
Not only that, the dragon patterns and snowflake patterns carved on both sides of the sticks infuse the energy of the Holy Level magic core. However, if you hold it in your hand, you can clearly feel the energy contained in it. Undoubtedly, he only needs to inject a little aura to stimulate the complete shape of the whole chain stick.
But Lu Jinsong didn't do so. His hands shaking and his lips trembling, but he didn't say a word for a long time.
”Palm Master... ”
”It's too expensive. I can't take it.”
In the end, Gu Zhong didn't know what kind of painful struggle he had experienced in his heart before he said such a dramatic word.