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"Who is this?!"

Chen Daotian's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked straight away, "The body is decayed, and looking at the skeleton and bone age, he is a human monk of our era, not an ancient alien strongman.

"It's not even the Mahayana period...you can't protect your physical body after death."

Chen Yanshu's eyes flashed. The dead are the best at telling the truth. "This stone seems to be the treasure of one of the ten sects of the Eastern Wasteland."

"Five Ghosts Jintian Dao." Two men in black said in unison, frowning slightly.

They have been secretly lurking in the Eastern Wilderness for thousands of years, and with the support of the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance and the Star Hub, news about the major forces in the Eastern Wilderness from the Wilderness Realm are constantly coming.

It can be said that their current vision and knowledge are no longer what they used to be.

After all, even Chen Xun began to like reading ancient books other than the exercises, and was no longer the little monk who knew nothing and was curious about everything.

This big stone is extremely rich in Yin... The stone is smooth and hard, like a piece of natural black jade. The whole body exudes a deep light and is covered with delicate cracks, as if it is a mysterious thing that has been condensed for a long time.

Chen Daotian raised his head and said in a deep voice: "The arm-through ghost stone, a third-grade spiritual object, can ensure that the physical body of Hedao monks will not decay. After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, there is even the possibility of becoming a ghost evil spirit, and the cultivation level will be further improved."

There is a ghost in the Mahayana realm, except in the special heaven of each big world, no matter which heaven it is in, it can also walk sideways.

But obviously, no one cares about this skeleton. No one knows how this person entered here with his cultivation in the Hedao stage. It seems quite absurd.

Chen Yanshu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly said: "The edge of this through-arm ghost stone is as sharp as a blade, it is calm and solid, and the cracks are intertwined and intertwined like a living thing. It is the legendary immortal tomb memorial object, a second-class spiritual object."

"When I was following the old man, an immortal tomb was unearthed near Xuanji Holy Land. There was news that this object was unearthed, but it has disappeared."

Chen Yanshu had a pensive look in his eyes, "This human monk seems to have entered the immortal tomb and brought out this object. He is so brave."

"So that's it." Chen Daotian's eyes suddenly dawned, "Then it seems that this thing is a bit useless. Let's get the treasure first. I have observed that there is no storage ring around this skeleton."

"Okay, you go get Zhong Nanzhi." Chen Yanshu nodded, "I'm going to explore the image stone of this skeleton. I'm afraid this person has something to do with the Five Ghosts Jin Tiandao."

"Um."

Before they finished speaking, the surrounding thunderstorm environment was raging for a moment, but it still could not stop their steps at all. The power of the laws of heaven and earth surging in these men in black was too powerful.

After a stick of incense.

Chen Daotian led his men towards the center of the thunderstorm and disappeared into the vast ghost miasma.

But Chen Yanshu came straight to this mysterious stone platform. He narrowed his eyes and inspected the stone and the skeleton hundreds of times without any problems.

This man had died cleanly, and there was no possibility of his body being deceived.

However, from an outsider's perspective, when faced with a fake corpse and someone from the Chen family, it would naturally be better to face the fake corpse...

"Hedao period, he died here."

Chen Yanshu raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth and said softly, "My little friend, I'm offended, but now that I have taken this thing, I will let you rest in peace."

After saying that, he raised his hand and grabbed the image stone that the skeleton was clinging to.

This shadow stone... Xuanjie, is not even an enlightenment stone. It is ordinary to the extreme, but it has not been corrupted by this place. It is obvious that this person protected it with his body, which is more important than his own life!

Chen Yanshu's eyes were flashing with intense interest. I'm afraid there might be some big secrets here, the secrets of how to cross here during the Hedao period.

If they can master this secret, it will probably be much easier for them to collect wool here in the future, and they can also accumulate more knowledge for the Wuyun Sect, so as to avoid being scolded and beaten by the old man.

Kaka...

But the skeleton seemed to be squeezed too tightly, and Chen Yanshu didn't even twitch. If he had used brute force, he might have destroyed the skeleton.

He frowned slightly, tapped his fingers, and finally slowly loosened the bones' fingers. For some reason, at this moment, Chen Yanshu felt a strong sense of unwillingness...

Those empty eyes were looking at nowhere. Looking at the posture of the entire skeleton, there was a sense of decadence and helplessness.

Chen Yanshu frowned deeper and deeper, and slowly took the image stone with one hand. After the magic power dissipated, the five fingers of the skeleton began to slowly tighten again...? !

Chen Yanshu couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw this scene. What kind of obsession is this? !

His gaze gradually became profound, and he activated the Xuanjie Image Stone, and a curtain of light slowly unfolded...

Buzz!

Chen Yanshu's momentum suddenly exploded at this moment, and his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something shocking, and even a drop of cold sweat gradually formed on his forehead.

...Aunt Heling.

This person's birth name was Feng Jinyu.

The images retained in it seem to tell the story of Feng Jinyu's immortal cultivation career in the second half of his life. He took the space magic ship and crossed the Nanyu Continent to the Yunxiao Immortal Flower.

At this time, he was in poverty and made a living by killing ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts on the road. A Suzaku inner elixir allowed him to escape death many times and accumulated some wealth in Lutufang City.

Every night, he lived in a cave in the wild. Under the dim light, he quietly looked at the map with his gray eyes and planned the route to Tianyun Fairyland.

How can he be safer and save spiritual stones? He is a disciple of the Taoist Academy. His courage and character are beyond the comparison of ordinary immortal cultivators, and his strength is also much stronger than ordinary casual cultivators.

His heart palpitated slightly. It turned out that not everyone in the outside world of cultivating immortals was a Taoist genius, and he... never seemed to be weak.

After determining the route, he immediately hit the road.

The scene turned slightly. I don't know how many years have passed, but he has stepped into the battlefield outside the territory. Although his cultivation is in the Void Refining Stage, he is by no means the lowest level existence, and he has a great chance of survival.

He recorded this scene deeply. Big brother, He Ling...Jin Yu is here.

This scene made Chen Yanshu's eyebrows jump slightly, and it even subverted his world view. He dared to step into the battlefield outside the realm of refining the void... The old man said that if he didn't cultivate to the realm of immortal, he would die.

Even when Aunt Heling traveled outside the territory this time, she was following the ominous ancestor behind her!

He didn't understand how perseverant these immortal cultivators were, why they always did things they were unsure of, and why they always had to do things that would lead to a narrow escape.

Feng Jinyu had been on the battlefield outside the territory for who knows how many years, but his cultivation level was also growing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the late stage of Void Refining, and his whole body was full of bloody aura.

Especially those strange gray eyes, which seem to have magical powers to outsiders.

But a young monk can never control his own destiny, let alone foresee blessings and misfortunes and turn disaster into good fortune.

One day, Feng Jinyu was shaken away by the aftermath of the war. Three souls and seven souls were about to be knocked out of the body. He lay down in a sea of ​​corpses, covered with bruises, and with deep resentment in his eyes...