The old woman took the thing in her grandson's hand and looked at it carefully, the expression on her face changed slightly.
This is a bracelet, nothing special, just a dark stone tied in the middle of the rope, with a faint golden thread running through it.
Without looking closely, I just think it's just an ordinary black stone.
But the old woman knew that this was a stone with a small formation carved on it. There were only two possibilities for carving a formation on the stone. First, the level of the formation engraved was not high, and there were no requirements for the carrier to carry the formation. high. Second, the person who carved the formation was a formation master.
The fluctuations of this formation are not strong, and the engraving formation should be just a small formation.
But the old woman couldn't figure out what kind of formation was engraved on it. She was just a casual cultivator who was exploring on her own. She didn't know much about the Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation and the Alchemy Talisman Formation.
"It's just a small defensive formation. It's pretty much the same. It can defend against a blow in the later stages of Qi training."
The voice suddenly reached her ears, and the old woman was shocked. She glanced carefully at the smiling girl opposite, and bowed her head respectfully to show her goodwill.
The boy was not as cautious as his grandmother. He happily put the bracelet on his thin wrist. After putting it on, he extended his hand and waved it, obviously he liked it very much.
The old woman breathed a sigh of relief. This senior, at least, had a foundation-building level. There was no need to harm the two young monks in their Qi training period, and she didn't have to be so suspicious.
After breakfast, the old woman packed up her things, took the reluctant boy with her, saluted Lingchu, and hurriedly left the ruined temple.
The formations on that bracelet were used for Lingchu's hand training. After his cultivation broke through the Foundation Establishment, the spiritual power in his body was far from what it was during the Qi training period. His spiritual consciousness also increased a lot, and the formations that could be engraved naturally also followed. Much more.
Even the materials for inscribing formations are not so restrictive. However, as the old woman knows, Lingchu is not yet a master of formations. He has not been able to put Sumeru into the mustard seeds and can only inscribe some simple formations. On top of ordinary materials.
Therefore, the defensive formation on the bracelet is not very clever. However, for casual cultivators, especially those in the Qi training period, to be able to get such a thing with the formation engraved on it is still very good. Quite rare.
Lingchu liked that boy very much, and he took his sugar cake. He couldn't eat it for nothing, so he gave him a small gift in return.
Compared to the eagerness of his grandfather and grandson, Lingchu was not in a hurry. He broke off a small piece of white sugar cake and gave it to the expectant Qingkong to taste.
Qingkong, who had been raised to have a naughty mouth, felt her mouth tighten as soon as the white sugar cake was in her mouth, but she couldn't spit it out. The owner said that food is very precious and cannot be wasted casually. Although she didn't like it, she still swallowed it.
Now, it only eats things with spiritual power. If it is food without spiritual power, then it is best to eat meat.
Such pastry had no spiritual power and was not meat-eating. After taking a bite, Qingkong lost interest. He lowered his head and took out a bottle of spirit-feeding pills from the storage bag around his neck.
Forget it, let's just take the elixir. Although it's not as delicious as meat, it still has spiritual power.
Lingchu smiled and touched Qingkong's head, and took out an elbow from his storage bag. Qingkong moaned and bit into it, happily holding the elbow and chewing on it, which wiped away the previous depression.
One person and one animal finished eating the sugar cake and gnawing the elbow.
Then he stood up slowly and prepared to leave this ruined temple.
I looked up at the clear blue sky after the rain, the azure sky, and the white clouds, which felt particularly comfortable and refreshing.
After identifying the direction, Lingchu held Qingkong in his arms and walked slowly towards Tianyuan City.
This is a dense forest. Perhaps because of Taoism, Lingchu likes places with lush vegetation more and more, such as this lush, green forest everywhere he looks.
Walking in it, I just feel that the blood all over my body is jumping with joy, showing a strong sense of comfort.
After walking for less than half an hour, Lingchu touched Qingkong's hand and paused slightly.
The lazy snow-white beast in his arms rolled his blue eyes and his wet nose twitched slightly.
The smell of blood is very light, but in this forest full of freshness after the rain and fragrant vegetation, it is extremely obvious to the sensitive monks.
His consciousness moved toward the source of the smell of blood.
A body lying face down on the ground, already cold, appeared in the consciousness.
This corpse was very tall and dressed in shorts, making it very ordinary.
The tall young man who came in in the middle of the night died here so suddenly.
Lingchu, who was standing in the distance, swayed slightly, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the corpse.
There are trees everywhere as far as the eye can see. For Lingchu, who has learned the wood escape technique, it is an excellent place to escape, and it is also a place that is extremely beneficial to Lingchu.
With a turn of the wrist, the body was wrapped in spiritual power, as if an invisible hand turned it over.
A pale, bloodless face was revealed, as well as a deep cut on his neck, which was bloody but clean. There were no other wounds on his body. It was obvious that this was a fatal blow.
Those who kill will always be killed.
Last night, when Lingchu saw the strong blood evil aura on the young man's body, he understood that this young man must not have a long life, but he didn't expect that he would have such a short life.
The tall young man's clothes were a bit messy, naturally not for the sake of sex. Lingchu glanced at the tall young man's ordinary appearance, and finally landed on the open lapel. Someone should be looking for something.
Vendetta? Robbery?
Lingchu looked at the young man's body indifferently, and finally did not leave directly. Instead, he dug a hole and buried the tall young man's body.
In the next life, just be an ordinary person.
Marry a wife, have children, have someone to accompany you, at least, you don't have to be so miserable when you die, not only in this wilderness, but also, looking at the appearance yesterday, you must be a person who lives with caution all day long.
It is so desolate and pitiful.
Lingchu looked at the small grave in front of him, and with a flick of his finger, a pure white daisy appeared in his hand.
Spiritual power surged, and brilliant flowers bloomed on the snow-white palms.
Placing the white daisies on the ground, Lingchu planned to turn around and leave, but at the moment of leaving, Lingchu's consciousness moved slightly.
When the tall young man left before, Lingchu's spiritual consciousness followed the young man for a while because he was idle and bored. During this time, the young man seemed to have stopped in one place, and then seemed to have buried something.
Lingchu was curious. This thing buried by the young man might be the reason why the young man was killed.
what is it?
Moving lightly, Lingchu recalled the place where the young man had stopped. After a moment, he stopped under an extremely lush ancient tree.
His eyes fell on the tree hole in the middle of the ancient tree.
