Chen Hai stood at the entrance of the cave, and the hundred-eyed golden cicada lay beside him, observing the surroundings.
Chen Hai put away the enemy's belongings and let the iron-tailed scorpion swallow the corpse. With its mid-level fifth level, late-stage god-transformation monks would be affected if they didn't have treasures with them.
The man in the golden shirt was wearing a low-grade golden turtle pendant that reached the sky, so he ignored its spiritual attacks.
"Break the restrictions and leave here as soon as possible."
Shen Long said, leaving the Hundred-Eyed Golden Cicada to be on guard, and he strode into the cave.
The cave was dry and hot. After walking more than thirty steps, he came to the end and appeared in a cave as big as an acre with uneven stone walls.
Shen Long came to a stone wall, his right fist released a bright yellow light and hit the stone wall.
A violent roar of "rumbling" sounded, and the entire cave shook violently. A large amount of gravel rolled down from the stone wall, and a curtain of yellow light came into view.
Through the yellow light curtain, he could see a corpse covered with a torn yellow hair robe.
Upon closer inspection, the surface of the skeleton was blackened and the right bone hand was missing. It seemed that this person had experienced a fierce battle and died of poison.
He opened his mouth and sprayed out the True Green Lotus Flame, which fell on the skeleton. The skeleton was reduced to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a yellow storage bracelet and a yellow robe.
Shen Long put away the True Flame of Qinglian and grabbed the void with his right hand. The yellow storage bracelet flew towards him and landed on his hand.
This is the junction between the human race and the golden velvet tribe. Shen Long didn't dare to stay for a long time and walked out in a hurry.
Chen Hai sacrificed Yun Haizhou and took them away from here.
Returning to Qingdiefang City, Shen Long and Shen Hai returned directly to Jinfeng Pavilion.
Shen Long walked into a practice room and took out a yellow storage bracelet. With a flick of his wrist, a yellow glow passed by and a lot of things appeared on the ground.
There are four low-grade Tongtian Lingbao. One of them, a cyan scroll, caught Shen Long's attention.
Many lotus flowers can be seen on the green scroll, with three golden characters "Green Lotus Picture" written on it.
Shen Long's eyes fell on the jade slips on the ground, he picked up a blue jade slip and looked at the contents inside.
He read all the contents of the jade slips with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"The Thousand Poisons True Lord is actually this person again."
Shen Long said to himself.
Decades ago, he discovered that a monk from the Huorong tribe had obtained a top-quality Seven-leaf Jade Lotus Pill from his cave.
Shen Long guessed that several god-transforming monks discovered the cave where Qiandu Zhenjun was seated. After breaking the restrictions, they fought over the property. Two of them got part of the property, and they were also seriously injured.
This matter spread and attracted the attention of many forces. They did not dare to go to Fangshi, or the injuries were too serious. They hid on the desert island to heal their injuries, but the injuries were too serious and they died.
Their sitting cave was discovered by Bai Mu Jin Chan, and their relics were also obtained by Shen Long.
The Green Lotus Picture is a cave treasure with its own space.
He finished refining the Green Lotus Picture and injected mana into it. The Green Lotus Picture lit up with dazzling blue light, drowning Shen Long's figure.
Shen Long felt that the environment in front of him became blurred, and he appeared above an undulating green mountain range, where the spiritual energy was abundant.
With his consciousness wide open, he carefully explored the area and found nothing unusual.
Shen Long walked around this space and found no monsters or immortal cultivators, but he found many elixir and fruit trees.
The minimum age of the elixir is more than 5,000 years, and the maximum age is more than 10,000 years.
The most precious thing is a Taimiao purple jade fruit tree, which has been growing for more than 70,000 years. It bears fruit, but the fruit is not yet mature.
Judging from the age of the Taimiao purple jade fruit tree, the owner of Qingliantu planted the Taimiao purple jade fruit tree here early. Qingliantu changed hands several times and fell into the hands of Shen Long.
It will take more than ten thousand years for the fruit to mature, but Shen Long does not need to take the Taimiao Purple Jade Fruit for the time being.
He exited the Green Lotus Picture and picked up an exquisite green jade box with a silver talisman on the lid.
He took off the seal of the talisman and opened the lid of the box. There was a cyan porcelain vase inside. There was a piece of red paper stuck on the vase with the three characters "Broken Soul Powder" written on it.
"Shattered Soul Powder! It's actually such a thing."
Shen Long was pleasantly surprised.
Broken Soul Powder is a strange poison that targets the soul. If a cultivator is poisoned by this poison, his soul will also be destroyed.
You must know that the soul is the foundation of any living thing. If the soul is destroyed, any replacement treasure will be useless.
He quickly closed the lid of the box, affixed the talisman seal, and sorted the things on the ground.
He took out five storage bracelets and poured out the contents. There were more than 200 million spiritual stones, sixteen low-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, forty-five fifth-level demon pills, twenty-three golden velvet fruits, and some miscellaneous things. thing.
The golden antler fruit is one of the specialties of the golden antler tribe and has the effect of strengthening the body.
He sorted the things on the ground, picked up a golden velvet fruit, and took a bite.
The pulp was sweet and juicy. It didn't take long for him to eat a golden velvet fruit, and he felt a burning sensation in his abdomen.
Not long after, he felt hot all over his body, and he quickly exercised, and a yellow glow appeared on his body.
…
Qianling Mountains, a quiet manor.
Mo Bingbing and Huang Lei were sitting in the stone pavilion, while Yuan Rui stood aside with a respectful expression.
"Senior Nephew Shen has made a lot of contributions to the Yuling Sect, and he has accumulated such a rich family fortune."
Mo Bingbing praised with a look of praise on her face.
Su Qianqian sent someone to send Yuan Rui back to Qianlingmen. Mo Bingbing took the matter seriously and questioned him personally.
Within a thousand years, two disciples of the Yuling Sect ascended to the Lingshu Realm. This was the first time in the history of the Qianling Sect.
Before Shen Long ascended, he left behind many Seven Treasure Glazed Pills. For a long time, the Yuling Sect would have god-transforming monks in charge.
"Yes, if Junior Brother Shen hadn't provided the Seven Treasures Glazed Pill, I might not have had the chance to advance to the Divine Transformation Stage, let alone the intermediate Divine Transformation Stage so quickly. If someone could send someone to transport a sum of immortal cultivation resources to the lower realm, Junior Brother Su could do it faster. Cultivation has reached the middle stage of becoming a god."
Yuan Rui looked forward to it.
"It's not that we don't want to, it's just that we can't do it, otherwise we will send people down to the border."
Huang Lei said.
Yuan Rui also guessed this result and said: "Master Auntie, what state has Junior Brother Shen reached?"
"I don't know. Senior nephew Shen has been away for more than a hundred years and has not returned yet."
Mo Bingbing said truthfully.
"Been out for more than a hundred years?"
Yuan Rui was slightly stunned, with a disappointed expression on his face.
He originally wanted to meet Shen Long. After all, they all came from Qianyang Realm. To Yuan Rui, the other monks of Qianling Sect were strangers.
"Master Nephew Shen is probably out on business. You can see him when you come back. You will be our disciple of Qianling Sect from now on. Junior Brother Huang, please take a trip and make arrangements for Master Nephew Yuan."
Mo Bingbing ordered.
"Yes, Senior Sister Mo."
Huang Lei agreed and left with Yuan Rui.
"It seems that we have to find a way to negotiate with the Jiuyan Sect and try to transfer the rudder to our Qianling Sect. Otherwise, if the Yuling Sect monks ascend to the Lingshu Realm, they will all fall on the territory of the Jiuyan Sect, which is too inconvenient. .”
Mo Bingbing said to herself.
(End of chapter)
