But there was no hurry right now. The thousand spirit swords in Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu's intrinsic spirit field, including the Heavenly Materials sword, were currently under Jingke's control.
He was considering handing over the other spirit swords to the state, and only keeping the Heavenly Materials sword for Fatty Luo to study.
He felt that this spirit sword was made of a very special material … perhaps it wasn't as simple as he had imagined.
As everyone had expected, there were a lot of strange magic treasures in Cheng Yu's Inner Universe. Whether it was in terms of quantity or quality, they weren't the slightest bit inferior to the equipment that General Yi had dropped when he had captured the old devil. Furthermore, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had already searched many of the treasures on the Cultural Relics Bureau's official website, and they were all national treasure magic treasures that had been on the loose.
The reason why national treasure magic treasures were called so wasn't simply because they were strong or weak. Every piece of national-level magical equipment had a touching story that carried forward the traditional virtues of society.
Among the many magic treasures Cheng Yu had collected, the most top-notch national treasure magic treasure was actually an exquisitely wrapped matchbox.
"What's this?" Everyone was blank when they saw the matchbox.
Dharmaraja opened the matchbox and found that there were no more matches inside. However, the entire matchbox was very exquisite. The four sides of the box, which was made of spirit wood, were inlaid with metal lace. It was simply like a top-notch work of art.
Looking at the matchbox, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly said, "Have you heard the story of The Little Match That Sold Girls?"
Everyone was suddenly enlightened. Oh … it turned out to be the story of The Little Match That Sold Girls …
Wait!
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal seemed to be talking about The Little Match That Sold Girls just now?
F * * k! What the hell was that?
"This is a real story that has been passed down in the past. There was a match that had become a spirit, and on Thanksgiving Day, he sold little girls on the street. It caused public outrage at the time, "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said with a sigh.
Someone asked, "What happened next?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "This Little Match That Trafficked Girls was burned to death on the street."
Everyone: "…"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal held the matchbox and said, "So, this matchbox was actually specially made by a skilled craftsman back then. This incident served as a warning to society to care for young children and reject human trafficking! Reject child abuse and cruelty! "
Everyone: "…"
Cheng Yu, the Master of Immortal Mansion, knelt on the ground and shivered as he listened to this story, his hair standing on end.
He had obtained this matchbox when he attacked the other dark forces. Even he did not know its exact origin. However, it had helped him overcome many difficulties. There was a period of time when he was at his most difficult. Cheng Yu remembered that he had stayed in the matchbox for a period of time to avoid being hunted down by his enemies.
"Oh, right!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly thought of something. "This matchbox actually has a storage function, but when it was designed back then, its original intention wasn't to make it a storage space."
As he spoke, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal injected spirit energy into the matchbox. In a flash, the small matchbox abruptly expanded into a rectangular storage space that was as big as a person.
"So, the original intention of this matchbox was …"
"This is the coffin lid that the craftsman specially made for the match spirit back then," Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal said as he cupped his chin.
Cheng Yu: "…"
Everyone: "…"
…
…
At the same time, it was ten o 'clock in the evening in the outside world.
About two hours ago, the cultivation police station on Sanyuan Road in Winter city had received a tip from the public that there was a broken space here.
The originally empty Sanyuan Road was now surrounded by police cars, and the police had set up a long cordon around the space tunnel which had been blasted open by the power of Wang Ling's Heavenly Eye.
A group of police officers stood more than ten meters away from the broken space wall. The energy fluctuations coming from it were so strong that no one dared to approach it.
"Are the bomb squad here yet?" Chief Yu of the police station had already arrived to give instructions on the scene.
"They're on the way." A junior police officer was reporting on his work. He was only at the Golden Core stage and didn't dare approach the broken space wall at all. The energy inside was too ferocious, and he felt that if he got any closer, he would be torn to shreds by the raging spirit power!
In the distance, a black commercial car drove over and was stopped by a police officer at an intersection. Seeing that it was a sky-blue government license plate, the police officer hurriedly went to the driver's window and saluted respectfully. "Comrade, there's been an accident up ahead. Please make a detour."
Zhao Kai rolled down the window and stuck his head out. "Brother, may I ask what's going on?"
The police officer replied in a low voice, "Two hours ago, we received a tip from the public that there was a broken space wall up ahead. There's now a raging spirit power in the space wall, and no one dares approach it. The bomb squad will be here soon … "
"Alright, thank you, brother!"
Zhao Kai nodded, then closed the window and turned to look at Odd Zhuo behind him. "Shifu, what do we do now?"
Odd Zhuo rubbed his chin and looked at him. "Are you sure this is where Ling Zhenren and the others were sent down?"
Zhao Kai nodded abruptly like a chicken pecking at rice. "It's definitely here, there's no mistake! Shifu! "
Odd Zhuo folded his arms, his face instantly darkening. "…" Even an idiot now knew that this broken space wall was definitely destroyed by your grandmaster!
But Odd Zhuo was well aware that whenever his shifu took action, there had to be a reason! He seemed to have heard Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal mention something about Immortal Mansion, a major dark force, before, so Odd Zhuo guessed that shifu Ling Zhenren had come to Winter city for this matter.
In summary, Odd Zhuo guessed that there were probably two possibilities.
First, shifu had smashed the space wall and entered the world inside, but hadn't finished what he had to do, so he hadn't had time to come out. This was the most likely scenario.
Second, shifu had run into trouble and couldn't come out. Of course, Odd Zhuo thought that the probability of this happening was one in ten thousand … it was practically impossible.
Thus, the current situation was already very clear. He had to think of a way to stall the police, and before it was announced to the media, he had to first block the news until shifu and the others had completely withdrawn from Winter city.
Thinking this, Odd Zhuo waved his hand and had Zhao Kai roll down the window.
The police uncle from before was still standing next to the car. "Comrade, is there anything else I can help you with?"
Zhao Kai grinned and looked at the police officer. "Our leader is very interested in this matter, and might be able to help. I'll have to trouble you to inform your chief."
"Leader? Which leader … "The police uncle's expression instantly became nervous. He carefully crouched down and stealthily glanced at the back of the car out of the corner of his eye. When he saw Odd Zhuo's face, he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
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