Chapter 1720 1721 Plan, Plan, Plan Treasure

"No, no, there must be a way, there must be a way to save it." Mu Hanyan said unwillingly with tears in her eyes.

Listening to Ye Yi'an's tone, she also knew that he had no choice at all, but in any case, she never wanted to watch Xiao Rui beast die in front of her eyes.

Why can't I use my own innate magical powers, and I have to rely on the protection of other gods to activate it, why is Ye Yanran not around, if she is there, Xiao Rui Beast will definitely be able to save the day! Mu Hanyan thought helplessly.

Without Ye Yanran, even if he was willing to spend his own bloodline at any cost, he would not be able to save the little auspicious beast.

"God's brilliance shines on the earth, giving life to all things, the hymn of life, sung in the wind, Anunara Pojhasaneh, Benya Nannajihoye..." Sikong Qinglan suddenly heard in his ears of murmurs.

Mu Hanyan in the front still heard it clearly, but behind it was a series of obscure notes.

God language! Mu Hanyan immediately reacted, this was divine language. Although relying on the constantly awakened Aolai memory, Mu Hanyan already had a lot of understanding of the divine language, but he still could not understand it.

Sikong Qinglan chanted in a low voice, and danced around the little auspicious beast, but this dance was jumping and jumping, just as strange as the chanting in his mouth, but it gave Mu Hanyan a kind of deja vu. Feel.

Jump God! Mu Hanyan slapped his forehead abruptly. Sikong Qinglan's singing at this time and his strange dancing poses, didn't he look like those low-level stick dance gods in the remote and wild places of the Holy Court Continent? And even the solemn expression on his face is strikingly similar to those low-level gods.

Is it useful to dance the gods at this time? Mu Hanyan would never believe those low-level magic sticks who could only deceive the barbarian frontier people. As far as he knew, apart from cheating money by psychological suggestion, those magic sticks had no real ability at all, compared to Qu Shanling. High-level magic sticks are quite different.

But this time, the great god that Sikong Qinglan danced completely surprised Mu Hanyan.

As he sang and danced, a light green halo suddenly appeared on Xiao Rui Beast's body. Under the light of the halo, the surrounding was originally a barren and dead gray mountain, all of which were faintly green. Mu Hanyan could even clearly see that a few small grasses protruded from the cracks of the stone with tender and thin leaves, swaying in the wind, full of vitality.

What made Mu Hanyan even more pleasantly surprised was still behind. Under the shroud of the halo, the aura of the little auspicious beast gradually calmed down, and the vitality did not continue to flow away, but circulated in the body, and the color of the body recovered. The original pink is tender and full of luster, and it doesn't look any different, just falling into a sweet sleep.

Sikong Qinglan also stopped at this moment, staggered under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Mu Hanyan quickly reached out to support him. Only then did he discover that his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his complexion had become as pale as paper. Obviously, it was not easy to jump to the great god just now.

"Lord Sikong, thank you for your help. Mu Hanyan will never forget this kindness," Mu Hanyan said gratefully to Sikong Qinglan.

"You don't have to be polite, Miss Mu, it's an honor for me, Sikong Qinglan, to do something for a natural priest." Sikong Qinglan hurriedly returned the salute, then hesitated for a while, and then continued, "I can see that Miss Mu is right. This sacrificial pet attaches great importance to it, but in your capacity, it is really..."

Sikong Qinglan was really embarrassed to go on talking about what happened next. A dignified god-born priest used a pig as a sacrifice pet, and even he felt ashamed for Mu Hanyan.

"Well, I understand, thank you for reminding me." Mu Hanyan said vaguely.

Regardless of whether Liu Guang is the young master of Qilin or not, even if it is really just a piglet, she will never give up on it.

"The hymn of life is actually the unique magic of the Flower Rain Temple, the hymn of life!" At this time, Ye Yi'an said in a trembling voice.

Seeing Mu Hanyan's somewhat puzzled expression, Ye Yi'an explained again: "The Hymn of Life is the oldest priestly magic in the Flower Rain Temple, and it can even be said to be one of the oldest priestly magic in the entire God Continent. It works, but few people have been able to learn it since ancient times, because you are lucky, and it is also the luck of this little guy, who happened to meet Priest Sikong, and he just happened to learn this magical technique."

Only then did Mu Hanyan know that Sikong Qinglan's dance had such a great background, and he was very fortunate.

"Actually, I just learned a little bit of fur by chance. I have never succeeded in the past. Today, it was too sad to see the wooden girl, so I tried again despite the shame, but I didn't expect it to succeed." Sikong Qinglan said embarrassedly.

Both Mu Hanyan and Ye Yi'an regarded him as modest and did not take his words to heart.

Seeing that Little Rui Beast was no longer in any danger, and fell into a deep sleep again, with a sweet snoring sound from time to time, Mu Hanyan was completely relieved. After this accident, Mu Hanyan was more aware of the position of the little auspicious beast in his heart, and he cherished it even more. He carefully put it in his pocket, just like before.

"Hey, what is this?" Mutu lay on top of the dirt pit dug out by the little auspicious beast, looked into it, and said with a look of surprise.

Mu Hanyan and the others stepped forward and glanced down, also showing surprise.

In the pit is a black rock that is concave downward, and there is a clear spring in the depression. The most surprising thing is that although this spring is underground, it was digged into mud by the little auspicious beast just now. The stone was scattered, but the spring water was spotless, as if an invisible barrier protected the outside.

It's no wonder that the red fruit before was dug out of the soil, but it didn't touch the slightest bit of dust, as if it had just been washed in a clear spring. Mu Hanyan now knew the reason.

Looking closely through the spring water, the black rock below also exudes a mysterious ancient luster. Mu Hanyan is sensitively aware that that rock is not unusual. The reason why the spring water is so strange is probably because of it. .

"This stone is a bit strange, take it out and take a look." Ling Baobao smacked his lips and said with bright eyes.

In addition to his unique love for food, this guy's ability to identify treasures from heaven and earth is also exceptionally strong, and he can also see the extraordinaryness of the black stone.

While talking, Ling Baobao rolled up his sleeves and started to plan, and Mutu also stepped forward to help.

Not long after, an oval-shaped slate about half a person's height appeared in front of him. Although the color was pitch-black, it still didn't stick to the slightest bit of dust.

"What is this?" Mutu said strangely. The slate is oval all around, but the middle is concave and convex, like a big water scoop, and it is extremely smooth. It seems to have been carefully polished and carved, which is completely different from the rocks commonly found in nature.