Mine tunnel.
Chu Chen encountered two dried muntjac corpses with shriveled skin and wrapped in rags, like dried and smoked old bacon.
It's interesting to say that the dry muntjac corpse spirit and the little ghost have the same virtues and love the fragrance of spirits.
After paying two packs of soul-enhancing incense, these two dried muntjac corpse spirits found more than 20 pieces of spiritual minerals for Chu Chen in ancient mines with dense formation restrictions, worth tens of thousands of jade coins, and made a small fortune.
Tens of thousands of jade coins is not a small amount, that is to say, Chu Chen has many ways to make money at the moment, so he doesn't think it is anything, but for ordinary monks, this is a huge amount of wealth.
Perhaps due to the pleasant cooperation in the past, both parties had initial trust, and the Dry Muntjac Corpse Spirit said mysteriously:
"Master Immortal, we discovered many ancient cemeteries while mining. There must be many good treasures in them. Unfortunately, there are restrictions restricting us. We can't enter. If you can give us more spiritual incense, , we will tell you where the cemetery is."
When Chu Chen and Qingying heard this, they were inexplicably happy.
The Dry Muntjac Corpse Spirit in the mine is indeed a piece of cake. When facing different people, his speech skills are different.
For Qian Zhiming, a half-year-old boy, the dry muntjac corpse spirits in the cave were frantically drawing big cakes to lure him for profit. They tried their best to deceive him about "becoming an immortal and a god" without paying for it.
However, he was so profound that he couldn't be deceived by his words of "becoming an immortal or a god", so he used monks' graveyards, good luck, etc. to lure Chu Chen into being deceived.
I think before I came here, the wealthy family members leaked secrets to the outside world for no reason. I am afraid that they were also bewitched by Shennu's clone, the Dry Muntjac Corpse Spirit, and deliberately attracted the cultivators inside to enter the mine.
This is not why Lord Long came here. Seeing that the corpse spirit of the dry muntjac had retreated into the main show, he felt quite happy and continued:
"What's the price? A small tomb has fewer spiritual gods, but a big tomb has fewer spiritual gods."
"Hey, that immortal master, Xiao Tomb"
Before some discussion, Min Yan took out four packages of Qian Zhiming and several low-level spiritual gods from the Bracelet Immortal Mansion, and successfully learned the whereabouts of the eight monk cemeteries from the dry muntjac corpse spirits.
Both parties are satisfied with the transaction and feel that the fish has taken the bait.
The only one injured was probably the big ghost boy.
Behind the big ghost guarding the food, he saw his senior brother giving two packs of Min Yanxiao to the zombies. He felt that he was being too slow, and saw that his senior brother had given away all the spirits in his ring to others.
Its heart bleeds.
I just feel like my soul has been snatched away, and I feel empty inside.
"Your spirit!"
The big ghost boy's spiritual consciousness was heartbreaking.
Qingying smiled and sent a message with her spiritual consciousness: "Okay, you can supply him when you go back."
Long Jun smiled and ignored the big ghost boy. Following the guidance of the Dry Muntjac Corpse Spirit, I ended the "exploration treasure hunt" m
"Monk's Crypt" is not a myth, it really doesn't exist.
The first round "cemetery" is located in a secret cave in the mountain near the mine. After some breakthroughs, Lord Long successfully retreated into the secret cave and found that no ancient monk had died in the cave.
There are not many relics under the withered bones.
It's a pity that the abnormal magic weapon has been eroded by time, and no treasure can be found at all. The first transaction was a loss.
The condition of the seventh "monk's tomb" is slightly worse.
If he was an abnormal person, he would probably feel that he had been deceived. Guo Min Yan was secretly happy in his heart as he slowly or quickly arrived at the eighth "cemetery".
"Boom!"
Deep in the mine, behind the stone door of the underground palace, Lord Long worked hard to break through the restrictions. Then the small door hurriedly opened. Before a deafening sound, a dim light shot out, and a magnificent underground palace appeared in front of me.
Lord Long shrunk to an inch, and in a flash, he appeared in the small hall of the underground palace. He saw the giant bronze coffin in the center of the small hall and the long golden dragon pillars around the coffin.
"Dayou, he's finally here."
As soon as he entered the small hall of the underground palace, an old voice came to Long Jun's ears.
Min Yan pretended to be frightened: he jumped a little, looked relaxed, looked around, clasped his fists and bowed:
"Younger generation, please forgive me. My elders, I intruded carelessly and intentionally disturbed your purity. Please forgive me."
After saying that, I made a move to retreat.
"Please stay."
As he spoke, the bronze coffin was hurriedly opened, and an old Taoist with white hair, celestial spirit, and kind eyes flew out, sitting cross-legged under the bronze coffin, with a ethereal voice:
"Meeting each other is fate. If you ask me, my dear friend, you will leave slowly and hurriedly."
Long Jun smiled with a "relaxed" look on his face:
"Junior, do you know that you never asked for instructions?"
"He must be relaxed. I don't want to harm him, but I want to give him a small blessing."
The old Taoist laughed loudly, and before Min Yan could speak, I continued:
"Dayou, does he know who you are?"
Long Jun shook his head and smiled awkwardly.
"He knew it was abnormal."
The old Taoist has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his face is full of kindness:
"You were originally a disciple of the Golden Lion who was a casual cultivator a thousand years later. You accidentally obtained magical powers. After years of hard training, you have achieved nothing. You have entered the realm of the lower eighth level minor magical powers. I wonder if the golden elixir path is in vain. There is no hope. , you have no choice but to turn to corpse repair method."
"Everyone in the world thinks that the method of dismembering corpses is a top-grade method of becoming an immortal, and they think it is easy to practice, but in fact it is not easy. Dismembering a corpse and becoming an immortal is not an easy task. It requires going through many catastrophes. I have escaped natural and man-made disasters."
"No Rat took advantage of you while you were sleeping and stole your corpse-dissolving magic staff. As a result, you fell short of the corpse-dissolving method and almost died. Even your Taoist cultivation level dropped."
After some explanations and story telling by the veteran, Min Yan understood the plot routine of the other party, and immediately echoed with low emotional intelligence:
"My descendants, please be narrow-minded. God has a unique path. Now that my eyes are awake, I have no chance to change my destiny."
":Xiao Shan!"
The immortal Taoist looked at Lord Long with disapproval in his eyes, and then looked at Lord Long expectantly:
"My dear friend, is he willing to lend me a helping hand?"
The main drama was finally coming to an end. Long Jun was looking forward to it, but without any hesitation, he said:
"Junior, you want me to help you find the fairy stick. I'm only a seventh-level Taoist, so I'm afraid I don't have the willpower."
The old Taoist smiled kindly, shook his head and said:
"This rat who stole my immortal staff has become a small climate. Dayou is over seventy and has no seventh-grade Taoism. His cultivation is still strong and solid. If he encounters this rat, he will help you get it back." The magic wand lies in words."
"My descendants are so complimentary."
Long Jun smiled reservedly and was quite pleasantly surprised. The [Yin-Yang Escape Secret Technique] and [Human Letter Seal] were indeed amazing.
After I exited the mine, I used two transformation powers to transform myself into a middle-aged monk. I tried to cover it up a little, but I had no hope of deceiving the clone of the Ancient God's Roar.
I also know whether the Taoist practice of the Divine Roar clone is sufficient, or whether the [Yin-Yang Escape Secret Technique] or the [Human Letter Seal] escape method is mysterious, and whether the other party recognizes my transformation technique.
——After some conversation, the seven of them had a great time chatting with each other.
The old Taoist thought of something and asked with a smile:
"Dayou, after chatting with him for so long, you still know his name?"
Long Jun said seriously: "My descendant, I am known as Qidu, and people here call him Qidu Venerable. He was born in Qingzhou, and he only came to Yunzhou in the past two years to make a living."
Did Mr. Long tell a lie? In my eyes, he really looked like the "Seven Poisons Lord" m
I used [Yin-Yang Escape Secret Technique] and [Human Letter Seal] to transform myself into the appearance of "Seven Poisons Venerable", and I also deliberately imitated the breath and techniques.
Especially under the technique, Long Jun's [Hunyuan Tianxin Xuan Gong] encapsulates the natural way of heaven and earth. I practice the seven poisons with the knowledge of the seven internal organs. The true energy in the body is peaceful but has the strange seven poisons. At first glance, it looks like a branch of orthodox Taoism.
In special circumstances, as long as Min Yan takes action, even a weak person with little magical power can see there are some flaws in his face.
The old Taoist looked Min Yan up and down. He was doubting me and nodded repeatedly:
"He is very talented. The Seven Poisons method is considered an orthodox method in Xuanmen. It is really difficult for him to cultivate to that level. It is a pity that his future prospects are small."
When Long Jun heard this, I tried my best to perform the performance that should be coordinated. His expression darkened, he cupped his hands and said:
"Alas~ I also want to practice top-notch skills, but unfortunately, these inferior skills are secrets passed down by the small sect of Immortal Sect. I am destined to do so."
"Hahahaha, easy to talk about."
The kind-hearted old man smiled loudly and said:
"I'm just one step away from becoming an immortal. Your practice method is the top immortal technique that directly points to the path."
"He is helping me find the immortal staff. He needs to practice my basic cultivation method so that he can sense the location of the immortal staff. You pass it on to him today. When he helps me find the immortal staff and helps you attain transcendence and transcendence, you accept him." As a disciple, I teach you everything."
"There is no limit to what low-level immortal skills and top-level magical powers there are."
The old Taoist's bewitching voice came to mind in the palace. If Long Jun didn't know the details of the other party, he would probably be tempted.
But in front of his eyes, Min Yan was moved, and he had a vague guess in his heart.
I'm afraid that the ancient divine breast has stopped looking for one or two "furnace wedding dresses", and instead casts a wide net, spreads its practice method in seven places, and cultivates "substitutes" in small businesses.
Even Yi Hunxiang, the great monk who had just entered the fourth level, did not let him go.
If Tian Cang Sect had not intervened, Yi Hun Xiang would have become sober and "study under the guidance of a teacher", practiced the method, and become a scapegoat cultivated by others.
"Please ask the younger generation to give me some advice!"
Long Jun was quite "excited" and his eyes were full of expectation.
":Xiaoshan!"
The old Taoist of Xianfeng Daogu repeatedly bowed his head:
"After he came down, I gave him initiation and taught the Dharma. The four golden dragon pillars did not block the secrets of heaven. He was too far away."
Mr. Long didn't hesitate at all, he just moved forward.
"Old Friend, he is too cautious. He is the only cultivator who came here. In those two days, not a single senior person from the Tiancang Sect came here. You taught me how to practice. I haven't gone out to do this for me yet." Looking for the magic wand."
The old Taoist smiled kindly and said:
"If he doesn't have any scruples, I'm just asking for it. If fate is a matter of fate, it's just a matter of asking for it."
The words and deeds of the old Taoist really did not have the demeanor of being a Taoist for a long time.
Min Yan secretly praised the other party for his good acting skills, and I was possessed by the acting skills. After a determined struggle, I stepped into the bronze coffin and came to the old Taoist side.
As soon as he entered the Four Dragon Pillars, the kind-hearted old dojo Tian smiled:
"What a good seedling, with immortal roots and Taoist bones, pure nature, and still practicing the form-refining method. Tsk-tsk-tsk~ He receives the power of your origin, and Tao Hefeng accepts your mantle."
Lord Long's expression changed: "Junior, what do you mean by that? Are you passing on your practice method?"
"Originally, I taught him the practice method, but I gave him a good foundation. If he needs to practice your method, he can help you achieve enlightenment."
The kind-hearted old man immediately changed his face, his face was ghastly and terrifying, and there was a paranoid and crazy smile on his face.
While he was talking, under the bronze coffin, there was an old Taoist with no immortal spirit, but an ancient ferocious beast that looked like a dog or a liger stood in the sky.
At the last moment, the clone of Shenzhu reached out and grabbed it, and the terrifying Gang Qi turned into a giant claw. He grabbed the Dragon Lord in his hand and pressed it to his mouth. He opened his mouth and spit out streams of red blood, which entered the dragon. In your body.
Min Yan is about to enlighten two seventh-grade Yuanjun, and his magical power cultivation is in the middle stage of seventh-grade. With my magical power, even if I face the top weaklings with perfect seventh-grade Taoism and Kung Fu, I have no power to fight.
However, facing the clone of Shenhou, who was also a seventh-level Taoist, I had no strength to resist at all and was captured on the spot.
Seeing the bloody horse carrying terrifying power into his body, Long Jun didn't panic at all.
The Witch Clan asked me to suppress the God's Roar clones. Naturally, they were sent at will, but they gave me the means to protect myself and defeat the enemy.
As soon as the bloody horse entered the body, a bit of golden light was born in Long Jun's body. The original power of the divine milk that entered the body seemed to be called upon by something special, and poured in crazily, like a dragon sucking a whale.
"The Ancient Spiritual Fragrance Seizes the Chuchen Pearl."
Seeing that scene, the face of the Divine Roar clone under the bronze coffin showed a look of shock.
Originally, I just wanted to transfer the power of the seven sources and let it turn into another "flood", with Li Daitao standing in the way to block it for me.
However, with the magical power of the ancient spiritual treasure "Seizing Chu Chen Pearl", the original power in my body was controlled and lost crazily. The "Power of Divine Flood" that I relied on the most was out of control.
On top of the devouring of "Seizing the Min Yan Pearl", the seventh-level mana cultivation level of Shenba's clone was gone. The mana in Long Jun's body surged, and he suddenly broke free from my shackles.
"He...how could he not have the ancient spiritual fragrance treasure under his body to seize the Chu Chen Pearl..."
The face of Shennu's clone was extremely ugly, and the cooked duck flew away. Even my clone's eyes were conciliatory.
"You got your divine bead accidentally. You never thought it would save your life at the critical moment. How dare he lie to you like a bastard!"
Long Jun pretended to be a little angry, and in the seventh chapter, he used his magical power [Incarnation of Tiangang], Gang Xi joined the body, turned against the guest, transformed into Tiangang: the little sage, and grabbed the neck of the clone of God's roar.
The clone of Shen Niu was subdued by the [Seizing Chu Chen Pearl] given by the Wu Clan. It was already healthy and had no strength to resist, so it suddenly fell into the hands of Lord Long.
I saw the God Roar clone talking about spraying witch blood, but spitting out streaks of white brilliance, which were absorbed bit by bit by the [Seizing Chu Chen Bead].
In the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the [Seizing Chu Chen Pearl] in Long Jun's palm shone brightly, while the divine roar clone on the other side was dying and in a sluggish state.
Long Jun stretched out his hand to take a shot, and a body of Shen Xun flew out.
"It's Dayou, Taoist friend, that was a misunderstanding."
"Fellow Taoist, please show your respect."
"You bastard! Master Qi Du, ancestor, you have many clones. He harmed your clone. Didn't he offend you? If he goes to heaven or earth, you must forgive him."
The cloned body of Shennu was frightened, but the threat of begging for mercy was of no use.
The Dragon Lord was moved, and a burst of real fire burned the corpse in his hand to ashes.
At the last moment, Min Yan's subordinates didn't have a clone of God's Roar. They were clearly the legs of a giant white-haired beast.
It is the leg of God's Roar.
Seeing that scene, Long Jun took out another sealing talisman from the Bracelet Immortal Mansion.
That sealing talisman was also a very low-level talisman given by the Witch Clan. After making a hand and chanting a mantra, a golden light shot, and the "Divine Breast Legs" flew directly into the talisman and disappeared.
That set of movements was smooth and flowing.
Before destroying the clone of God's Roar, Long Jun was quite excited.
It was the first time to do something as small as a vote. Even though it relied on the treasure given by the witch clan, it was still extremely exciting.
For the first time, Long Jun remembered the changes in the Heart Temple.
Alum is transformed into a zombie drought monster. It is a ferocious beast from ancient times. When it was alive, it caused harm to all directions and poisoned all living things.
Killing the clone of an ancient ferocious beast is a small meritorious deed.
With a thought, the inner temple quietly emerges.
[merit: one thousand]
[Spell: Xia Qing Xiao Forbidden Dragon Binding Technique] [Source: Tianxin Zhengfa]
[Spiritual Talisman: The Small Forbidden Dragon Binding Talisman of the Lower Qing Dynasty]
[This is the talisman used by the Emperor to punish the Dragon God. He reused it in a hurry and kept it secret. 】
