"Senior, are you saying true?" However, Wuqi still couldn't believe it and asked excitedly.

"Of course." Ghost Handan nodded, and while gently twisting his beard, he replied with a smile: "Who do you think of me Ghost Handan as? I always count my words."

Hearing this, Wuqi finally calmed down in his heart. Seeing hope, he bowed respectfully to the ghost hand Qian and said, "Senior, then I'll ask. I'm going to tell you, I plan to go out to sea, but the pressure overseas is so terrifying. We will come here because of this reason..."

Then, Wuqi said his worries without reservation. After hearing this, Ghost Hand Qian nodded clearly and smiled: "It turns out that this is indeed a difficult problem, but it is not irresponsible. In fact, the solution is very simple."

"It's very simple?" Wuqi asked in disbelief.

"Of course." Ghost Hand Chi nodded again and said, "Since the pressure there is so terrifying, you can find harder materials and wrap the entire outside of the ship so as not to let the pressure blow up the ship, wouldn't it be better?"

As soon as this statement was said, Wuqi smiled, and everyone else laughed. However, everyone did not laugh because they were happy, but they smiled bitterly. Because the answer from Ghost Hand Qian was not so clever, it was more stupid. It was just like no answer. If there were materials that could withstand that kind of terrifying pressure, they would have to worry and ask you specifically?

As soon as he thought of this, many people shook their heads and were disappointed with the ghost hand, but everyone was just disappointed. No one was disrespectful to this senior master who saved his life and gave him a heavy gift.

Wuqi was naturally the most disappointed person among the people, but he still had a hint of hope and unwillingness in his heart. In addition to being disappointed, he asked Guishou Qian again: "Senior. That kind of pressure is very, very terrifying. Is there really any material in this world that can withstand that pressure? I don't think it's possible!"

"How could it not exist?" asked Qianbing of the Ghost Hand, expressing dissatisfaction with Wuqi's question, and said, "If not, why should I say that? Why just tell you to give up?"

As soon as this said, everyone's ears stood up. Even Nake Lulu, who had been disappointed with Ghost Hand Qian, couldn't help but look sideways, and her eyes regained on his face.

Is there really such material?

Wuqi also made the same move, his eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly: "Senior, please tell me quickly where it is!?"

"Well. This expression is right! Young people should have vigorous vitality, and they are like people of this age!" Ghost Hand Qianwenyan nodded, but did not rush to answer, but praised Wuqi for a few words, and said some things that were not related to this matter. Then, he replied slowly: "Actually, you shouldn't ask again."

Shouldn't you ask again?

Wuqi was stunned and asked in confusion: "Senior, what do you mean? I don't understand."

Ghost Hand Qian sighed, clicked his fair temple and said, "Use this place to think about it, why."

Wuqi nodded as if he had some insight, slowly fell into deep thought, carefully thinking about the meaning of the other party's words, but after chanting this sentence over and over again dozens of times, he could not understand the meaning, so he had to ask Yun Zhihao for help, hoping that the first person in the broken corpus could tell him why.

However, Wuqi was disappointed because Yun Zhihao's answer was very simple, just an action. He shook his head and said nothing, but it was equivalent to answering everything he had done.

"Senior." In the end, Wuqi had to ask for help from Guishou Qian again and said, "I really can't think of it, please give me some advice."

Ghost Hand Qian shook his head, was disappointed with Wuqi's reaction, sighed and said, "Okay. Actually, the answer is very simple. Think about it yourself, have you already owned this thing?"

Have already had it?

Wuqi was stunned and confused again. When did he have that kind of material? If he really had it, why didn’t he expect it when he went to sea?

As soon as he thought of this, he shook his head, feeling that Ghost Hand Qian was joking with him, but when he met the other party's eyes, he felt that it was not like that, because Ghost Hand Qian's eyes were very serious at this time, and it was obviously not joking.

After seeing this scene, Wuqi was puzzled in an instant. Since this was not a joke, it means that I really had this kind of material that could completely resist overseas pressure without breaking down, but why did I have no impression of it? Could it be that I had forgotten it?

As soon as he thought of this, he quickly pointed his right hand and pointed at the space ring. He took out all the items in the space ring. After careful inspection, he found nothing. Although there were many things on the ground, they were all things he remembered and there were no forgotten things at all.

No! It's strange!

Realizing this, Wuqi couldn't help but talk to himself in his heart. At the same time, in order to confirm whether his memory was wrong, he checked the mountains of things in front of him without missing a miss, but there was still no result. So, in the end, he had to take back all the things.

The next moment, Wuqi fell into deep thought again, constantly talking to himself and asking and answering questions.

Why not? My memory cannot be wrong! Even if it is wrong, I searched twice just now, and I should have found it! But since there is no, I have never owned such so-called material at all! But Senior Ghost Hand Qian was not joking, he wouldn't lie to me, so where did that material go? Did I lose it?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's body suddenly shook, and a thunder suddenly appeared in his mind. With a "click", he thought of something instantly and couldn't help but exclaim: "Senior, what do you mean is the Ancient Scroll!!!?"

"You finally thought about it, but fortunately, your mind is not too bad."

Hearing this, Ghost Hand Qian finally nodded with satisfaction. Then, he stopped talking nonsense, and had no intention of staying. After taking hundreds of packed steamed buns from Xiaodie, he shook his body and disappeared silently. When his figure left, the familiar voice slowly came, like a breeze, falling into everyone's ears.

"Boy, I can only help you here. It depends on you for the future. Good luck, old man, I won't send you there. Goodbye!"

As soon as these words were said, Wuqi knew that Guishou Qian had left. He hurriedly pulled his wife and son to bow to the other party's direction of leaving sincerely, expressing his gratitude, and then, he did not stop, left here with his friends, turned into several long rainbows, passing by, and headed straight for the battlefield of the great battle that year.

The Ancient Scroll was lost there back then, and it should be there. No one can take it away except me.

Wuqi believes in this.

Five days later, the group came to the battlefield of the war that year, which was already very different from that year. Although the land was still bumpy and of different heights, there were many traces left by the war that year, but it was no longer in a mess.

Because the air here is fresh, the bloody smell of the past has been completely dissipated, and thousands of green trees have grown in the potholes. The fragrant aura of plants and trees has spread throughout the battlefield. There are countless fish in the pool, with a variety of species and sizes. You can clearly see that they are flocking to each other and are playing happily.

In addition, in the sky, there are all kinds of strange birds flying and chirping, as if chatting, singing happily, and there are many tourists coming here. Standing at a high altitude, you can clearly see that the ground under your feet is filled with people, including old and young, old fishing and small play, which is very comfortable and enjoyable.

If he hadn't experienced that battle in person, he would never believe that such a bloody battlefield would eventually become what he is now. Because it no longer looks like a battlefield, it is more like a scenic spot that can cultivate sentiment and cultivate one's own mind. Here, he could not see blood and killing, but only warmth and joy.

"I really didn't expect that this place would become like this. I thought it was the same as before." Wuqi couldn't help but sigh.

Nakelu nodded and said, "Yes. We didn't expect this to become a scenic spot, and we all thought it would be depressed from now on."

He Xiaotian also nodded and spoke, but did not continue to sigh, but asked Wuqi directly, saying, "Master, let's go down?"

Wuqi shook his head and said, "No. At this time, it belongs to these ordinary people. Let's come tonight. I don't want to cause a sensation or disturb their lives. Everyone should keep a low profile."

"Okay." When everyone heard this, they all nodded in agreement. They swayed gently, and turned into streams of light and disappeared in the air at the same time. When they returned again, the place was covered by darkness, and there was no one. The birds and fish all returned to their nests and rested. The surroundings were particularly quiet.

"Let's go down." Wuqi said.

As soon as this was said, everyone nodded in unison, turned into several streams of light and fell on the ground.

Wuqi acted first, without any extra words, and no explanation. He just looked at everyone, and then jumped into the largest lake like a fish.

This is a very ordinary lake. It is actually a bit too big, because it is not larger than any lake you have ever seen. In comparison, it can only be regarded as a small lake. However, this lake is very strange. The world below the lake has not turned black because the sky is already dark, but is particularly clear, like daytime, surrounded by a faint blue light.

Wuqi could clearly see everything at the bottom of the lake, whether it was corals, aquatic plants, or fish resting places. But these were all at the bottom of the lake. After searching for a long time, he did not find any trace of the Ancient Scrolls. So he had to fly out of this lake and enter another pothole land to start the second round of searching.

Unfortunately, the result of searching for the second lake was still like this. No discovery was found. Wuqi jumped out of the lake and had to continue searching for the third lake. He was not discouraged and believed that the Ancient Scrolls must be here. Because he firmly believed that there would be no second person besides himself who could take away the Ancient Scrolls.

However, reality seemed to be a huge joke with him. After searching all the lakes, even if he was unwilling to believe it, he had to admit that the Ancient Scrolls were not actually here.

But isn't it really here? Since the Ancient Scrolls are not here, where will it be? Is there really a second person besides themselves who can take away the Ancient Scrolls?

As soon as he thought about this, Wuqi's heart was shaken and gradually began to doubt whether there was a problem with his judgment and his eyes became less confident.

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Chapter completed!