Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 132 God Armament Pavilion

The tragic experience of the young man in Jinyi directly proved that there is indeed a powerful institution in the small courtyard, and it also proved that Gong Shuchi was right this time.

With the lessons learned from the young man in brocade clothes, no one dared to take a step further, and they all stopped a few feet away from the small courtyard.

Along the way, Gong Shuchi cracked the traps and contributed a lot. He cracked many complicated and powerful traps.

However, just now, regarding his words, all the warriors really half-believed, although they didn't rush forward like the young man in brocade clothes, they didn't necessarily believe much.

However, they had no choice but to believe what happened to the young man in brocade clothes before them. Qi Qi turned his expectant eyes to Gong Shuchi, waiting for him to make a move.

Cracking the mechanism still requires professionals to do it. Although everyone can break it with violence, the loss will definitely not be small.

At such a critical moment that can reflect his own value, Gong Shuchi naturally did his part. He took two steps forward, found a moderately large stone on the ground, and threw it into the small courtyard.

Gongshuchi's method of throwing stones is quite peculiar, making the stones press down on the ground like a bulldozer. When he entered the small courtyard and was about a foot away from the gate, something happened.

"Boom!"

In a burst of dust and earth-shattering loud noises, the ground where the stones rolled collapsed, revealing a huge pothole with many shining sharp knives stuck in it.

The stone rolled down the huge pit and hit those sharp blades, only sparks were splashed, and some stone chips fell, and there was no loss in the rest.

If a person fell down, it would be different. If he fell on those sharp blades, he would definitely be riddled with holes and blood would not flow out.

The sharp blades soared into the sky, and the cold air was deep, especially under the bright light above, it showed the sharpness of the edges.

Everyone came out of the maze and saw the small courtyard and the attic, but they were still in an unknown depth underground. It was a space opened up in the middle of the mountain.

This space is not small, compared to the wide hall in front, it is not much smaller. Unlike the somewhat dark environment there, this place is bright and majestic, thanks to the pearls inlaid on the top.

Fist-sized pearls radiated bright light, just like night pearls on the earth, but the light was much more dazzling and warm than the light of night pearls.

Such a bright pearl, if you take one to the earth, it will definitely be priceless, many times more expensive than a luminous pearl.

According to Zhao Ji's thinking, these pearls should be worth a lot in heaven, if Wu Kuang really arranged them here, his handwriting is really not small.

Staring blankly at the many pearls above, Zhao Ji had a lot of thoughts, and he thought of many of them at once, but ignored the others.

At this time, Gongshuchi was showing his might, using all kinds of mysterious means to basically dismantle all the organs in the small courtyard.

As soon as the mechanism was removed, the minds of all the warriors became active, and they rushed into the small courtyard and rushed to the attic in front.

"Brother Zhao, you are still in a daze. They are going to enter the attic. By then, all the treasures will be taken by them. We may not even be able to share the leftovers."

Pulling Zhao Ji, Dai Buzhou said hastily as he watched the crowd of warriors rushing towards the attic.

For Wu Kuang's treasure, Dai Buzhou had some extravagant hopes, otherwise, he would not have come here to hunt for treasure.

"Oh, well, let's follow."

Glancing at the turbulent crowd in front of him, Zhao Ji nodded and said casually.

Contrary to Dai Buzhou's attitude, the main purpose of Zhao Ji's coming here was not for the treasure, but to get in touch with more people in the Jianghu and learn about the current situation of the martial arts in Wu Kingdom.

Following behind a group of warriors, they came to the attic, but the people in front stopped abruptly and stopped in front of the attic.

"Shenbing Pavilion!"

Above the attic, there is a plaque hanging on the top, with the words "Shenbing Pavilion" written on it. When all the warriors saw it, they were stunned, and their expressions changed drastically.

Everyone reacted differently, some were ecstatic, some were overwhelmed with excitement, some had tears in their eyes, all kinds of emotions were revealed, just like the various states of life in the world.

"Shenbing Pavilion, could it be that there are many kinds of magical weapons hidden in it?"

"Since it is called the Shenbing Pavilion, there must be a lot of good things in it, and the weapons are at least the first level of treasures."

"Great, I didn't expect that this place is the Divine Weapon Pavilion. As long as you get a divine weapon, wouldn't it be a big profit?"

"Go in quickly, I must get a magic weapon."

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The word "Shenbing Pavilion" made everyone excited. They could no longer keep calm, their eyes were slightly red, and their expressions showed fanaticism.

Weapons are very important to warriors, especially warriors who are good at using weapons. A good weapon can greatly enhance the strength of warriors, and it is not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong.

In the rivers and lakes, scrambles and fights around divine weapons are not uncommon. Many warriors are willing to risk their lives for a divine weapon.

Some fighters who attach great importance to weapons, such as sword repair, have a way to practice with the life of the sword. They believe that the sword lives and the sword dies, and they value the sword just like their own life.

This kind of martial artist is not as simple as talking about it. If their sword is broken, they will really commit suicide. They call themselves sword repairers.

However, the sword of a sword cultivator rarely breaks. Even if the sword breaks, it must be after the warrior dies. When he is alive, the sword cultivator will never damage the sword in his hand.

Guessing all kinds of magical weapons that may exist in the Shenbing Pavilion, the eyes of all the warriors looking at the Shenbing Pavilion can't help but become hotter, full of desire and longing.

Driven by that kind of naked desire, all the warriors rushed towards the Shenbing Pavilion scrambling. The speed was so fast that if an arrow flew off the string, they might fall behind.

It is still unknown how many sharp swords there are in the Shenbing Pavilion, so everyone is afraid that they will go too late and lose their chance.

The gate of the Shenbing Pavilion is just a slightly thicker wooden door. How could it withstand the impact of a group of warriors? Under their strong impact, the wooden door was smashed in an instant.

A good wooden door was shattered into pieces and shot in all directions. Some pieces scratched the cheeks of some warriors, leaving some bloodstains on them.

The warriors of the first wave and the second wave were the fastest and rushed into the attic smoothly, but the warriors behind were a little unlucky, they piled up at the gate, so crowded that no one could get in, and finally got stuck in the There.

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