Gu Qing looked at the three things in front of him.
A pale gold jade slip, a fish basket woven with black rattan, and a dark yellow mottled bamboo hat covering the fish basket.
He used his spiritual consciousness to explore these three items several times, but found nothing unusual. He could always clearly hear the sound of water coming from the fish basket woven with black rattan.
Wow...
Wow...
'Is there anything alive in this fish basket?
Gu Qingxu narrowed his eyes.
With a thought in his mind, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body, formed a big bloody hand, and took off the bamboo hat covering the fish basket. Then he looked into the fish basket with a somewhat frozen gaze.
The fish basket was almost half full of clear water.
A group of bloated fish, as big as the pad of your little finger, were swimming in the fish basket, which was almost half full of clear water.
There are about eighty or so of these bloated fishes, and their entire bodies are the color of lapis lazuli, and the body of each fish is lingering with ever-changing blue lines.
Gu Qing recognized it at a glance.
These bloated fish are actually cold pattern spirit dragons!
After recognizing this bloated fish, he breathed a little faster. He took a few steps forward and stared at the fish basket: "In this black fish basket, there must be that cold pattern spirit dragon!" Although the appearance of these eighty or so cold-patterned spiritual dragons is slightly different from the cold-patterned spiritual dragon that Sun Sheng gave me back then, the strange fluctuations they emit are the same! Why did Sun Sheng keep so many cold-patterned spirit dragons?
Gu Qing touched his chin.
'It seems that Sun Sheng has some plan to use the cold pattern spirit dragon, so he has accumulated so many cold pattern spirit dragons.
Gu Qing's mind moved, and his spiritual consciousness spread out from the center of his eyebrows, and penetrated into the fish basket woven with black rattan. His mind immediately pictured a wide water area of about a hundred feet in diameter, with more than 80 forearm-length fish. The cold-patterned spirit dragon was swimming in this area of water. He confirmed that there were more than eighty cold-patterned spirit dragons in the fish basket and found that there was nothing wrong with them. Then he transferred his consciousness from the fish woven with black rattan. Take it back on the basket.
'This fish basket should be a high-grade magical artifact, but compared with the high-grade magical artifact fish basket that Sun Sheng once gave me, its quality is much higher.
Gu Qing put the fish basket woven with black rattan aside. Just as he was about to take the bamboo hat in his bloody spiritual hand, he remembered something.
Gu Qing's consciousness swept through the space of the stone monument and captured several storage bags.
He quickly rummaged through these storage bags and took out the fish basket that Sun Sheng had given him. The special cold earthworm that he had killed in the ruins of Chen State had not yet been alive. The scattered body parts were put into this fish basket, but as time passed and many things happened, he completely forgot about it. Now he opened Sun Sheng's storage ring and saw another fish basket. I just remembered this.
He looked into the fish basket that had not been taken out for a long time.
But in this fish basket, the originally clear water was now completely dark. It took a closer look to see some of the red color unique to flesh and blood. , Gu Qing took a few glances and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness.
I saw that the water in the fish basket was almost completely occupied by a kind of black and red flesh. On top of this black and red flesh, there were also round and slender tentacles.
Gu Qing took back his consciousness.
His brow furrowed slightly.
"When I received the remaining body parts of the Han worm in this fish basket, it was still alive?" He muttered to himself, and then threw the fish basket, a high-grade magic weapon given to him by Sun Sheng, aside.
As Gu Qing thought, the big blood-colored spiritual power he had condensed earlier dispersed. The dark-yellow mottled bamboo hat clenched in the big bloody spiritual power hand also fell straight down, seeming to be extremely heavy. thing, not a hat.
Gu Qing caught the bamboo hat.
This dark yellow and mottled bamboo hat is quite heavy in the hand, as if it is holding a huge stone, but its texture is quite different.
It was no different from an ordinary bamboo hat. It was made of dark yellow grass stems. Gu Qing turned it over and looked at it for a while, then used his spiritual consciousness to probe into it. However, he only felt that his spiritual consciousness seemed to be exploring a bottomless hole. There is nothing but deep darkness.
"hiss……"
Gu Qing's consciousness felt a cold pain, as if it was frozen by an unknown force. This force followed his consciousness and was transmitted to his soul, causing the Divine Will of Snow to spontaneously counterattack.
The cold pain in Gu Qing's consciousness disappeared immediately.
His divine will of snow spread towards the bamboo hat. After a while, a faint chuckle came from the bamboo hat, and his eyes showed a strange look.
'Is this bamboo hat also a spiritual weapon?
'Sun Sheng actually possesses three spiritual weapons!
Gu Qing raised his eyebrows and took back the Snow Spirit.
Looking at the bamboo hat, he asked, "Are you the spirit of this treasure?"
An old voice soon came from the bamboo hat: "The little old man is indeed the spirit of this Netherworld bamboo hat! Since this Netherworld bamboo hat has fallen into your hands, that old boy Sun Sheng must have been dead for a long time, right? Little old man My son will recognize his master now, and you no longer need to tempt me with divine will!"
At the same time as the old voice in the bamboo hat sounded, a palm-sized shadow of an old man appeared on the bamboo hat.
The old man's phantom has white beard and hair, and his beard hangs down to his waist. He is dressed in a white robe, which is incompatible with the bamboo hat below.
After he saw Gu Qing, his calm gaze slightly fluctuated: "Your Excellency's cultivation is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but you actually have the inheritance of ancient demons, ancient skills, and divine will. These are three rare opportunities that can be encountered but cannot be sought! Comparable to Sun Yat-sen's Much better than that old boy!"
Gu Qing was startled, and his body suddenly tensed up. The spirit of snow had quietly come out, wrapping the old man's shadow. At the same time, the blood-colored spiritual power in his body burst out, and golden light bloomed on his body. Chang Jiazhixiu's talisman was also in his hand.
The shadow of the old man, frozen by the Divine Will of Snow, had a strange look in his eyes. Then his voice transmission actually broke through the blockade of the Divine Will of Snow, and rang in Gu Qing's ears: "Fellow Taoist, don't be so nervous! Little old man is just This netherworld bamboo hat is just a tool spirit. Even if you want to harm fellow Taoist, you can't do it at all. Fellow Taoist, quickly withdraw your divine will. Otherwise, if the little old man gets frostbite and freezes to death, fellow Taoist will still suffer!"
Gu Qing heard what this old man said.
He squinted his eyes, withdrew the divine will of snow and surrounded it around him. This made his body seem to be covered by a layer of black ice and became a little blurry. He looked at the phantom of the old man and said:
"This senior, as the weapon spirit of this treasure, actually revealed some of my biggest secrets with one word. Therefore, my reaction is a bit extreme. Please don't blame me! Senior said before that he wanted to recognize the owner, but I don't know. What do you need to do next? In addition, what is the level of this treasure, and what magical functions can it display? Please give me some advice, senior."
The shadow of the old man was stroking his beard.
He calmly responded to Gu Qing and said: "The matter of recognizing the master is very simple, as long as you use your essence and blood to weave a brand of spiritual consciousness and leave it on the Netherworld bucket hat! This Netherworld bucket hat is just a low-grade spiritual weapon at this time. But it is not just a low-grade spiritual weapon. As for how far it can be achieved in your hands, it depends on how many seals you can open! If the Netherworld Hattle has any magical uses, it will be a long story. "
"In general, this netherworld hat has two wonderful functions. One is to cover up the monk's aura, and the other is to coerce the monk to escape."
Gu Qing heard the old man's response, and the vigilance in his heart did not disappear. He used his blood and essence to weave the mark of his consciousness. This matter was somewhat risky. If this old man was really distracted by some old monster, once he did what the old man said, , will definitely catch the Tao.
Gu Qing did not move for a long time, confronting the old man's shadow. During this period, the old man observed the space of the stone monument up and down.
"Your Excellency, this cave treasure is really extraordinary. It actually involves the law of time, but the degree of development is too low." The old man's shadow flashed and he came to the dark stone tablet. He raised his head and took a few glances. , "The Five Elements gather together to refine the true way, escape from life and death and realize nirvana, the yin and yang create the fruit of immortality, and plant golden lotuses from the fire! These four lines of poetry are really consistent with the truth of the Tao, even the little old man...
"
The old man was a little distracted and touched the stone tablet.
Gu Qing's heart moved and he remembered something.
He paused for a moment and shouted: "Wait!"
The shadow of the old man looked back with a half-smile.
Just as he turned back.
His hand has touched the dark stone tablet.
The next moment.
Buzz!
As the dark stone tablet touched the old man's shadow, a solid shadow of the stele immediately separated, suppressing it from above the old man's shadow, suppressing the old man's shadow within a ten thousandth of an instant!
Seeing the old man's phantom expression, even the shock could not emerge before it was swallowed up by the shadow of the monument. Gu Qing's mouth opened slightly.
Such a person can easily see that his secret and unfathomable predecessors still have no ability to resist under the separated shadows of the dark stone tablets!
"This senior is really fleeting." Gu Qing silently mourned in his heart for the senior who didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.
In this moment together.
Extraterritorial.
Somewhere hidden.
A figure with a seven-colored halo of light hanging high on its back, whose power was indescribable. Feeling the severance of a connection in the dark, his body trembled, and a pair of indifferent eyes quietly opened.
The whole hidden place suddenly felt like there were two more suns.
Immediately, an extremely loud sound echoed through the void.
"Tuolun, you go to the Black Hell Demon Palace and inform the master of the Black Hell Demon Palace and the seventy-two evil spirits that I am looking for a dark stone tablet. Whoever can offer this treasure will be my seventh disciple."
As this loud voice sounded.
In a hidden place, Tuo Lun was in seclusion in a cave somewhere. When he woke up from his practice, the image of a pitch-black stone tablet appeared in his mind.
"I will obey Master's decree."
Tuolun looked respectful and agreed immediately.
Within the stone monument space.
Gu Qing looked at the shadow separated from the dark stone stele. After swallowing the old man's shadow, it slowly returned to the dark stone stele. Immediately, the entire stele space began to tremble violently.
"The expansion of the stele space requires the divine will of monks, or the essence of Wutu, the crystal of spiritual veins, etc. In other words, the shadow of this old man also has divine will? And the movement in the stele space this time is greater than before. After the black stone tablet swallowed the white dragon of the Black Hell Demon Palace, the movement was much greater!" Gu Qing's consciousness paid attention to the violent tremors in the space of the stone tablet, walked aside, and took the dark yellow mottled bamboo hat in his hand.
His expression was uncertain.
If the old man is really the spirit of this bamboo hat, as he was swallowed by the dark stone tablet, most of the bamboo hat has been destroyed.
Gu Qing carefully penetrated his consciousness into the bamboo hat. The cold feeling like being burned had disappeared. He looked inside and outside and could only vaguely notice that there were a large number of grass stems that woven the bamboo hat. Various spiritual patterns, as well as the seals hidden deep behind these spiritual patterns.
"Although the old man who was suspected of being a weapon spirit is gone, this treasure is still a spiritual weapon. Even though the spirit is completely gone, it makes the sacrifice much easier." Gu Qing said to himself.
He left a mark of his spiritual consciousness on the bamboo hat, and immediately, he had a clear connection with this treasure.
Gu Qing mobilized the blood-colored spiritual power in his body and injected it into the bamboo hat. On the dark yellow mottled bamboo hat, a shadow of a coir raincoat condensed out, partially covering his arm holding the bamboo hat.
