A lonely grave and a fire.
Ying Jiuchuan was buried in the solitary grave, and Xu Fu's bones were burned in the fire.
Ling Xiao stood in front of the grave for a long time.
Letting Ying Jiuchuan have a grave was for Jiang Yu's sake.
The reason why Ying Jiuchuan died in a foreign land and his body could not return to his homeland was because of the hatred of his master.
"No matter what, I've done my best."
He whispered to himself.
The melodious wind blew through the dense forest, and insects, birds, and beasts began a new day. No one knew that in this lonely grave, buried was a golden elixir powerhouse who had been proud all his life.
Ling Xiao raised his hand to summon a small sampan, stepped onto the sampan with Ming Hu, and flew away into the sky with the light.
The sampan is a magical weapon that Ling Xiao found in Xu Fu's storage bag. It is specially used for the imperial weapon to travel.
Ling Xiao is coming at this moment, and his escape speed is no less than that of a strong person in the late stage of foundation building!
Sitting on the boat, Ling Xiao took out the storage bags of the two golden elixir masters again.
Although he had checked it several times, the items in the storage bag still made Ling Xiao feel uncontrollably ecstatic!
Let’s talk about Ying Jiuchuan’s storage bag first.
8 third-level spiritual stones, more than 100 second-level talismans, and 3 top-level magical artifacts!
But there are no monster materials, elixirs, jade slips and the like.
Unexpectedly, Ying Jiuchuan knew that he would die on this trip, so he traveled lightly. The reason why there were not many spiritual stones was probably consumed.
But that's not important!
The important thing is, the amethyst ring!
Ling Xiao was holding a ring that was full of purple light, and his mouth was watering.
Magic weapon, amethyst ring!
He could really see that this treasure had been worn on Ying Jiuchuan's hand before. During the battle with Xu Fu, the purple light released by the amethyst ring was as magnificent and grand as the clouds on the horizon.
"I'm rich! How much is this thing worth?"
Ling Xiao was so happy that he paced back and forth on the sampan and refused to sit down.
The value of magic weapons can no longer be measured with spiritual stones at this stage!
In the history of Beiliang Kingdom, there are probably only a few of them!
After a long time, Ling Xiao sat down again, took a deep breath to calm down, and picked up Xu Fu's storage bag.
Compared with Ying Jiuchuan who travels lightly, the contents of Xu Fu's storage bag truly reflect the home collection of a strong man of golden elixirs!
50 third-level spiritual stones;
There are also more than 100 second-level talismans;
3 sets of formation flags;
There are 5 top-level magical artifacts, including this small sampan under your butt;
In addition, there are all kinds of jade slips, elixirs, materials, etc. There are 23 third-level spiritual herbs alone!
More importantly, Xu Fu also left a magic weapon.
Divine wood shield!
Ling Xiao played with the small shield and felt an indescribable tightness in his chest.
Hate it!
I hate that I don’t have the golden elixir cultivation level and can’t control it!
He really wants to try the power of the amethyst ring and the divine wood shield!
Putting away the divine wooden shield with great regret, Ling Xiao picked through various things, classified them and put them away.
[How stupid to throw away the storage bag quickly! 】
[If there are special marks on the storage bags, people will come to your door! 】
The spiritual herbs suddenly spoke.
Ling Xiao's eyes widened and he quickly threw away the two storage bags, secretly saying it was a pity.
These two storage bags have more space than what he is using now, and he originally planned to keep them.
He picked up Xu Fu's jade slips again and wanted to check the contents inside.
Unexpectedly, with a "pop" sound, as soon as the magic power was injected into it, the jade slip actually shattered!
【Don’t be stupid! If you don’t have the inherited magic power of Fulu Sect, you still want to see other people’s inherited jade slips? 】
Ling Xiao suddenly realized.
These jade slips actually have special mechanisms. Once mismatched mana is injected into them, they will self-destruct.
Isn't that a pile of rubbish?
Even if Ling Xiao wanted to practice the magic power of Fulu Sect, he didn't have the means!
I also plan to find some exercises for Ming Hu to practice!
"I don't believe it, they are all inherited jade slips!"
Ling Xiao tried them one by one.
There was a crackling sound, and in the end, there were only 5 jade slips left in Ling Xiao's hand!
One, recording the map of Beiming Island.
Beiming Island is the land beneath our feet, spanning tens of thousands of miles and home to hundreds of countries, large and small.
The Longbo Alliance is just a small corner of Beiming Island.
After Ling Xiao sighed with emotion at the hugeness of Beiming Island, he put away the jade slips.
The world is so big and he doesn’t want to see it.
It would be more interesting to go home and farm.
There are another four jade slips, three of which record third-level elixir recipes, which Ling Xiao cannot use at the moment. The last one is...
"Invitation to the Dervish Conference?"
"What the hell?"
Ling Xiao was stunned for a while.
The invitation letter only stated the time, place, and some precautions, but it was unclear what the ascetic conference was going to do.
Lingcao was also confused and couldn't answer Ling Xiao.
"who cares!"
Ling Xiao put it away casually.
It should be a gathering of monks or something, but Ling Xiao was not interested.
Finally, he checked the magic weapons in the two storage bags.
Although there are magic weapons in hand, the number of magic weapons is too small, and the magic weapons are still one of the important daily tools of Jindan monks.
There are a total of 8 top-level magic weapons, among which the small sampan Ling Xiao must be kept. This boat can escape very fast, so it is perfect for traveling.
Ling Xiao briefly tested the other magic weapons and then put them all aside.
It's not that the golden elixir cultivator's magical weapons are not good, but that Ling Xiao doesn't need to use them that much.
His original magic weapon was enough to make the foundation-building monks salivate.
Like the jade embroidered knife, the peach wood sword, the broken sword of the magic weapon, and the lost heart bell, each one is top-notch and more than enough for daily use.
As for Minghu, with Xianyunsha and Demonic Sword Killing Soul, there is no need for anything else.
Instead of keeping it and gathering dust, it would be more cost-effective to replace it with a spiritual stone.
In the end, Ling Xiao was holding a statue of a god and was slightly speechless.
It’s his mother’s Qianqiu Holy Emperor again.
"Jindan monk still practices idol worship?"
"Or are you hiding something?"
Ling Xiao crushed the statue into pieces.
disappointed.
Nothing works.
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, secretly blaming himself for making a fuss out of a molehill. He was about to throw away the pieces when his eyes suddenly froze.
Fragments, with words.
He was slightly startled, quickly picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly realized.
These words were actually carved into the belly of the statue. If it hadn't been crushed, there would have been no way of discovering it!
"Who carved it in there? These words can naturally block the detection of spiritual consciousness. It's so awesome!"
Ling Xiao was secretly surprised.
The statue is still intact, which means that even Xu Fu did not notice these words in his stomach.
Without thinking too much, Ling Xiao quickly put the pieces back together.
Finally, he got a few paragraphs as small as ants.
After reading the content, Ling Xiao was silent.
What is recorded in the text is a battle formation!
Moreover, it only takes three to five people to form a battle formation!
This is somewhat unexpected.
Ling Xiao is not a battle formation idiot now. After all, he has trained in the battle formation method for half a year.
Generally speaking, the more people there are in a battle formation, the more powerful it will be.
Therefore, there is a minimum requirement for the number of people needed for a battle formation. There must be at least 30 people to form a formation.
But this formation called "Crazy Sand Formation" subverts common sense. Only three people are needed to exert its power!
