I understand my thoughts very quickly.
Li Mu looked at Mrs. Wang, "I want to fix all the pillars here."
"Oh." Mrs. Wang was stunned.
"With so many monks, they should probably have good things. And it is impossible for so many monks to die here. I took all the bones and found a place to bury them." Li Mu looked at them. Get off the pillar and walk over slowly, "You must follow me and don't end up wandering anywhere again."
"Yes." Mrs. Wang nodded and followed Li Mu. The trap of depression caused her to have many fears, and she unconsciously relied on Li Mu.
Li Mu took out the shuttle and headed towards the nearby pillar.
In front of the diaphragm, Li Mu stretched out his hand and slowly put it away, but Mrs. Wang sat upright in the shuttle, holding her chin and looking at it, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Crack!
As the platform fell, some dead bones also fell with it.
Li Mu's eyes flashed with a sense of loss, and the treasures that came into view also lost all their spirituality. Especially the meson ring, which seemed to have been of poor quality, had been broken into several pieces, and there was basically nothing left.
"What special treasure is there?" Li Mu looked at Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang shook her head, "It seems that there is no such thing. There are very few famous treasures. Many monks don't want to be famous for their treasures."
"As for your green star, I don't know about it." Li Mu smiled, since the monks have been hiding their power since the pulse refining stage, you have to become proficient in it yourself.
Mrs. Wang stared at him very deliberately, "Now I know, well, that time should not be used, and it would be a waste to use it."
Li Mu turned around without saying a word, and controlled the shuttle towards other pillars.
This time she noticed something, and Mrs. Wang pointed at a strange-shaped sword and said, "Look at the sword, does it have the word 'Chengde' on it?"
Li Mu took the sword with his hand. What Mrs. Wang said was true. The word "Chengde" was indeed engraved on the sword.
"Look at this sword. The sword head is square, but the sword is round. It looks like a medicine-pounder. Only the Medicine Saint Sect has this sword. There are more than a dozen water beads on the sword, so it should be It's the sword used by Qian Wu. I heard that he disappeared thousands of years ago. He was actually trapped here." Mrs. Wang sighed slightly.
Li Mu's heart was slightly turbulent, and he thought to himself, "Yao Sheng Sect, that's right, it's the sect that Shen Bingxue wants to go to."
After thinking about this, Li Mu casually kept the sword without spiritual power in the spiritual pagoda.
As for the other treasures, they were useless. Li Mu didn't look at them any more. He threw the dead bones into a meson ring and then walked down the pillar.
The road went on and on, just like that for quite a while.
The diaphragm that was collected used the tower value. Li Mu himself seemed to have no effort, but there were nearly a hundred pillars in the past. He had never encountered anything of any benefit, except for those heavenly jade stones.
A little frustrated.
Seeing that Li Mu showed a sense of loss, Mrs. Wang said, "Don't think about it, you should know very little. During the cultivation of the spiritual infant stage, starting from the Qi Condensation stage, the state of mind was very firm, and there was nothing wrong with it. Those who sit and die of old age will still give it a try even if their body and soul disappear. Look at so many cultivators, which cultivator did not die of that separation? He died quietly, perhaps waiting for someone to save him. Those are all done by ordinary people. The treasures they have probably all been used to impact the diaphragm, and there is no way they can keep them."
Li Mu nodded, "We cultivators should be like that, but my thinking is totally wrong. But cultivators in the spiritual infant stage have the spiritual god. When the physical body dies, the spiritual god also dies?"
Mrs. Wang nodded indifferently.
Without words, it is very obvious that those barriers, even the spirit spirit, can be swallowed up. Otherwise, cultivators at the spiritual infant stage can use the spirit god to escape from the barrier, even if they lose their physical body. If the spiritual god comes out of the secret place, he can have hope of returning to the sect. But now, no one has heard the news about the master of Yideng and Qianwu. It is probably that the spiritual spirit cannot get out of the barrier and will perish together with the physical body.
"Still looking for it?"
Mrs. Wang pointed to other pillars.
"You should, you can't turn back." Li Mu would never give up. Even if there was no arbitrary gain, burying the monk was still a good deed, and those heavenly jade stones might have some use.
Even if he couldn't find the use of the heavenly jade stone, he would know after just a moment's thought that there was so much power absorbed in that diaphragm, whether it was the true power, spiritual power or spiritual power, it was all that huge power. There will be differences. At least, the jade that day was better than the soul pearl and could not be used in a short time.
"That's all, it doesn't matter. But what do you do with the useless treasure you collected? The treasure's spiritual material has lost its true nature and cannot be used."
Mrs. Wang also had some doubts. Li Mu seemed to be interested in useless treasures and collected many of them from where he collected the Chengde Sword.
Li Mu laughed and said, "You might be able to use it if you keep it. If you meet someone who is destined to you later, it might be a blessing."
"The idea is very good, you are looking at the world of cultivating immortals too well. I think it is a blessing, it is a disaster." Mrs. Wang shook her head and said, "There is no benefit to you in holding such a thing. If it is born, its owner and those who know it will definitely cause trouble for you, and they will not wish you good things."
"Yes, what you said is very reasonable. I will be careful not to let anyone see it." Li Mu nodded.
He thought about the futile merit, and when he thought about Mrs. Wang being alert, he immediately understood.
Those treasures are of course useless, but if someone discovers them, it is inevitable that he has such strength as Dimu Yajian. If he thinks he has some kind of treasure, he will continue to hunt down the master of the treasures and other techniques. Yes, that's it.
"There is really a big crisis in the world of cultivating immortals."
Li Mu sighed involuntarily.
"It's good to know, it's not like that. And if you don't join a sect, if you do, there will be a lot of trouble." Mrs. Wang also shook her head, feeling quite emotional.
"Keep looking."
Li Mu followed the pillar, then absorbed the diaphragm, collected the withered bones, and searched for the treasure.
There seems to be no day or night in this secret place.
"This is the last."
The two of them had already arrived at the edge of the inner mountain.
Mrs. Wang nodded carefully, "There are hundreds of pillars in total, and this is the back. Each pillar has a withered bone, which means that at least hundreds of monks died here, and those with low cultivation power are The period of pill formation. For thousands of years, I have never heard of such a thing. Who did it? Why was there no record of it before?"
After thinking about it for a long time, Mrs. Wang had completely calmed down, and the fear and depression just now had actually dissipated.
"Let's talk about it later. After finishing this pillar, we can take it away and bury it together. It is also a good deed."
Li Mu came to the pillar and slowly absorbed the diaphragm.
"Wait."
Mrs. Wang suddenly shouted.
"What's the matter?" Li Mu turned around, his face full of confusion.
"There's someone inside!"
Mrs. Wang pointed at the slowly weakening diaphragm. Her face was pale and full of fear.
