I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

Tianpeng's mouth was wide open, almost enough to stuff several eggs.

What did he see, the birth of an artifact?

However, it didn't take long for the light to dissipate, the vision disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

Tianpeng couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged the cauldron tightly, but he didn't feel any magic in the thing in his arms.

Am I wrong?

Tianpeng jumped up and down, checking constantly, but no matter how he injected Spirit Power, Tieding did not respond.

"It must be the obscurity of the gods, and restrained my own aura. When I get stronger, maybe I can see the difference."

Tianpeng finally came to a conclusion, how could such an astonishing vision just now be produced by a mortal thing.

"It looks okay, I don't know if it will be useful?"

Ji Mo looked at the unpretentious iron tripod in front of him, but he didn't dare to confirm whether it was the legendary seismograph. As for whether it was useful, he had to verify it.

Move the iron tripod outside the house and throw it in the vegetable field, and Ji Mo doesn't care about it.

Tianpeng was dumbfounded. How could anyone throw the artifact into the yard? The owner is too nervous, isn't he afraid of being missed by the thief?

He immediately moved to the chicken coop and lived next to the iron tripod, and had to keep watch over it all the time.

And outside, the sky has already turned upside down.

Countless people saw that the gorgeous sun-like rays of light rushed straight to Nine Heavens, changing the color of the world.

"There is something unbelievable in the world, but unfortunately the aura is covered, and the specific location cannot be deduced."

Countless Powers moved their minds, but they could only watch and sigh.

But there are also many people who are greedy for profit, looking in the general direction of the light, hoping that the blind cat will encounter a dead mouse, maybe they are lucky, and the treasure will take the initiative to recognize the owner.

On the top of a high mountain in the Tongtian Mountain Range, an old Taoist slowly opened his eyes. Thunder and lightning flashed in his pupils, and his divine light was burning. A Tai Chi Yin & Yang Eight Trigrams picture rose slowly behind him.

He pinched his fingers, kept calculating, and finally caught a ray of energy in the dark.

"The place where the White Emperor sleeps!"

The old man's expression became extremely complicated, he sighed, and then slowly closed his eyes again.

From the ancient tomb in the primeval forest, the gloomy voice of Patriarch Jiuyou came, "This is the aura of the most precious thing, but it's a pity that Patriarch, my real body, can't get out! That idiot Tian Xiong is really useless, he didn't send blood food , it seems that if you don't give him some color, he is afraid that he will forget that he is a dog."

"what……"

Inside the Sirius gang, Tian Xiong let out a scream, his whole body was as if he had been hacked into pieces by a thousand knives, the severe pain hit his soul directly, making his life worse than death.

He begged for mercy, "Old Ancestor, please forgive me, the villain will bring the blood food here."

Only then did the ancestor Jiuyou receive his supernatural powers, and the voice rang in Tian Xiong's mind, "There is a treasure born within a radius of ten thousand miles, find it."

Tian Xiong promised, and quickly arranged for all his men to dispatch.

A few days later, the earthquake struck again.

Ji Mo rushed out of the house immediately, wanting to see if the "seismograph" responded.

As a result, he was disappointed.

"What kind of crap."

Ji Mo kicked the iron tripod over, cursed and went back to the house.

This time it was a blood loss, spending so much effort to forge a useless thing, wasting so much iron for nothing.

Tianpeng on the side didn't dare to breathe aloud, for fear of harming Chiyu.

Sure enough, if you want to hang out with your master, you have to be useful, otherwise even the artifact will be cast aside.

Then, he was surprised to find out.

The iron tripod that had been kicked over got up by itself, returned to its original position, and remained motionless.

"Could it be that a weapon spirit has already been produced?"

Tianpeng was a little apprehensive, and hurriedly moved the chicken coop away, not daring to get too close to the iron tripod.

Not long after, the Spiritual Qi of the surrounding world floated in, slowly poured into the cauldron and disappeared.

Inside the tripod, the lines of Heavenly Stems Earthly Branches became more and more clear.

Ever since, Tianpeng hid further away, and then became frowning. As a result, there were quite a lot of bottomless pits in the house, and this Spiritual Qi was not enough.

But he can only admit it, how dare he compete with Tie Ding.

Ji Mo had no idea how much trouble he had caused by building a "seismograph" on a whim.

Fortunately, there is a Tai Chi Non-Phase Formation to cover up the secret, otherwise countless masters may have come to the door to seize the treasure.

With the arrival of the new January, Baishou Town became more lively.

The day when Wen Xi will make friends with the piano is coming, and those young talents who want to climb the dragon and become the phoenix are flocking into Baishou Town like flies.

Of course, there are also some piano friends with pure goals, just coming for the members, but they are only a few.

Li Xiao has been forgetting to sleep and eat these days, his hair has lost a lot, and he looks even more haggard.

During these days, he hardly rested, and his mind was full of the song "Flowing Water" played by Ji Mo.

It's a pity that I couldn't hear clearly because the distance was too far that day. No matter how hard I thought about Meditation, I could only recall half of the score.

Even so, he still plays and sings every day, addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

"If you can get the complete score, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

Li Xiao had already used all his strength, but unfortunately he still couldn't find any news about that expert.

The price he offered even attracted Spirit Lord realm experts, but everything was in vain, the expert caught a glimpse and never appeared again.

The disciple couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded, "Teacher, there is no such thing as an expert in the world. I think this piece of music was composed by the teacher's inspiration."

Li Xiao is the master of the music world, the pinnacle of the music world, as long as he agrees, this piece belongs to him.

"Shut up, I'm an ordinary person, how can I write the sound of nature."

Li Xiao shouted, he has a high moral character, so he would not do such plagiarism.

Even so, many people still questioned the existence of the song "Flowing Water", and even some people with ulterior motives believed that Li Xiao took advantage of it and helped people carry the sedan chair.

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. There are often some wealthy sons with backgrounds who take mediocre works and use the mouth of some masters to praise the works.

Li Xiao's posture at this time is exactly the same as those masters' style, just to create momentum for others.

And it happened to be the time period when Wen Xi used chess to make friends, so such a guess is very convincing.

"Let's just say, what sounds of nature are there, they are all fake, and they are just advocating."

"I can't imagine that even a person like Master Li Xiao would bend his waist for three buckets of rice and do such an insulting thing."

"Hehe, let me ask who in the world would have trouble with money."

There are more and more questioning voices, and many people have been misled, believing that Li Xiao is taking money to do things.

Li Xiao, who was originally admired by the world, gradually lost his reputation.

The disciple couldn't bear the teacher's humiliation, so he knelt down and advised Li Xiao to let it go.

"The whole world is turbid and I am alone, just like the song, people should be like mountains and flowing water, clear and at ease, not surprised by favor or insult!" Li Xiao still went his own way.

Everyone was disappointed with Li Xiao's performance, for the sake of money, didn't they even care about their face?

At the same time, I was also curious as to who it was and what price it paid to make Li Xiao like this.

"Master Li Xiao is right, there is indeed such a piece of music."

When everyone was questioning, someone made such a voice.