The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Shen Ye and Hua Wu put away the Ice Fang Bat and dropped it to the ground. Shen Ye shook his head and sighed with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Gu, you are too neat.

Three strikes, five divided by two, killed seven ice-fang bats. "

Gu Chang smiled happily,

“After all, it’s much easier to deal with the ice-fang bats that don’t have the eighth-grade high-grade ice-fang bats surrounding me.

The two fellow Taoists were also very capable. They easily killed the eighth-level high-grade ice-toothed bat without even sustaining any injuries. "

Hua Wu shrugged helplessly,

“But it’s a pity that I consumed several spiritual talismans.

If you encounter such a swarm of ferocious beasts again in the future, try to avoid or go around them. "

Shen Ye nodded in agreement.

Although these ferocious beasts born in groups are not very ferocious when used individually, when they are in large numbers, they are enough to make people overwhelmed.

Gu Changhuan would naturally have no objections.

The most important thing is that the only ferocious beasts that live in groups on this spiritual vein are these ice-toothed bats.

The only remaining beasts that inhabit the lava lake are a pair of powerful enemies, and the rest are nothing to worry about.

After recovering some of their true energy, Gu Changhuan and Hua Wu collected the numerous mulberry trees.

Gu Changhuan was assigned 247 Jindeng Lingmulberry trees.

The rest naturally belong to Hua Wu and Shen Ye.

Not to mention the Mahayana opportunities that have not been found yet, just with so many brocade lanterns and mulberry trees, their line of work has gained a lot.

But although these spiritual objects are good, they are not what Hua Wu wants most.

When Hua Wu summoned Jin Yuanbao again, Jin Yuanbao seemed to know that he had made a lot of contributions, and he led the three people to fly slowly in front of him very proudly.

What surprised Hua Wu and Shen Ye was that what Jin Yuanbao finally found turned out to be a withered skeleton.

No, to be precise, what Jin Yuanbao found should be the elixir in Dry Bones' hands.

Gu Changhuan and others followed Jin Yuanbao into the moss-covered cave, and easily saw a withered skeleton sitting cross-legged, as well as a half-broken elixir held in the withered skeleton's hand.

And this withered skeleton is not the ordinary white bones, but pitch black, like charcoal, which is very strange; and judging from the shape of the bones, this person has thick bones and four arms. He should not be a human race, but some kind of human being. ethnic group of people.

Before Gu Changhuan could identify it carefully, Hua Wu said:

“This is Xianmingcao, which can cure all poisons, and half of it has been used;

But judging from the condition of the withered bones, the poison has not been cured. "

Shen Ye also nodded in agreement,

"All kinds of moss and moss are everywhere in this cave, but there is no grass growing next to the dead bones. This shows that the poison is very powerful.

This person’s cultivation...

The bones are like this, and the age of the bones cannot be seen. "

Gu Changhuan smiled and said,

“Just look at the magic weapon he stores.

If you're lucky, you might be able to find more maps of this abyss! "

After hearing what Gu Changhuan said, Hua Wu and Shen Ye reacted and turned their attention to the storage ring on the withered hand bones.

In the world of immortal cultivation, those who can use storage rings are at least in the integration stage, and most of them are Mahayana monks. Since this person is wearing a storage ring, the fairy grass in his hand is also a ninth-level middle-grade elixir. Maybe this person was really a Mahayana monk in his lifetime!

Thinking of this, Hua Wu's eyes suddenly brightened up.

If you can obtain the stored magic weapon of a Mahayana monk, even if you cannot obtain the opportunity of Mahayana, there is still a high probability that you can obtain the experience and experience of advancing to Mahayana!

This is really important for Hua Wu, a late-stage casual cultivator.

Hua Wu quickly took the Mahayana monk's storage ring into his hand, and then poured out everything inside without thinking.

Suddenly, all kinds of messy jade slips, ancient books, brocade boxes, and top-quality spiritual stones were piled on the floor.

"Good guy."

Gu Changhuan said this, took out a futon and sat aside, picked up a jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, raising his eyebrows.

"This is a barbarian exercise book. No wonder this man's bones don't look like a humanoid. He turns out to be a barbarian.

If that's the case, this person must have been dead for at least 20,000 years, right? "

Shen Ye on the side also took the lead in setting his sights on various jade slips that could record information. He shook his head and said:

"Not necessarily. My sister said that the barbarians have not been completely destroyed. There are still some barbarians living in different places in the northern continent of the spirit world, but the strength of the groups is incomparable to before."

On the other side, Hua Wu had no intention of chatting. She was quickly looking at various jade slips, one after another, obviously eager to find this person's cultivation notes.

In contrast, Gu Changhuan was more curious about this person's identity.

After all, he already has a copy of Zhen Lingzi's practice manual for advancing to the Mahayana.

There were not many ancient jade slips in this unidentified barbarian Mahayana magic weapon. Soon Hua Wu found his practice notes. Her consciousness couldn't wait to dig into it. Even her hands were trembling slightly. She was obviously very worried. It's nervousness.

She couldn't wait to read it word by word, so she skipped many of the first parts. When she read it until the end, her eyes darkened and she was in a daze.

Hua Wu did not see any record of advanced Mahayana in this cultivation manual, and all the cultivation experience stopped at the Dzogchen in the later stage of integration.

Just when Hua Wu was feeling discouraged, Gu Changhuan raised his eyebrows and handed the jade slip in his hand to Hua Wu.

"This should be what fellow Taoist Huawu is looking for, the cultivation experience of advancing to the Mahayana."

When Hua Wu heard this, his darkened eyes brightened up again.

Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and his high-hanging heart finally landed safely.

Hua Wu couldn't wait to take the jade slip and browsed it quickly. The smile on his lips became more and more prosperous. In the end, he couldn't help but clap his hands and praise it.

"It seems that this person is undoubtedly a Mahayana monk."

Shen Ye said happily.

Gu Changhuan nodded and picked up another jade slip.

What a coincidence, this jade slip records some of the deeds of this barbarian Mahayana.

Gu Changhuan looked quickly and soon knew the specific identity of this barbarian Mahayana.

"Two fellow Taoists, take a look. It records some things about this barbarian Mahayana. It can be inferred from this that this barbarian Mahayana should be a monk at the time when the barbarian race turned from prosperity to decline;

Because during the war, he was poisoned by the Gu tribe, so he went here to find a barbarian tribe named "Feng Ling" branch to help him detoxify.

However, I didn’t find it for some reason, and finally it appeared here. "

Gu Changhuan said as he handed the jade slip to Shen Ye.

Shen Ye was not polite, took it and looked at it for a while, then said:

"Fengling barbarians?

I have never heard of it before, but judging from the records of this barbarian Mahayana, this Fengling barbarian should have a very high status among the barbarians.

Far higher than the one who died. "

Gu Changhuan nodded in agreement.