The Immortal Spiritual Picture

At this time, Jin Xiong also reacted. He smiled, looked at Dou Sheng who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then looked at Wu Qian, saying:

"Yes, Dou Sheng is healing here, and it is inconvenient for us to stay here.

Let's ask a few barbarian Taoists to stay here to take care of the Dharma!

We will go first."

Jin Xiong said, and almost subconsciously turned into a green light and flew away, but he stopped abruptly before taking off, opened his legs and strode towards the stairs.

Dong Shen and Qi Di naturally did not stay here for long, and followed at a distance.

On the other side, Wu Qian glanced at Dou Sheng who was still healing, and turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Qi Gu hesitated for a while, but still left under the reminder of Hen Daozhi's eyes.

Many branches of the barbarian tribe have always been at odds. In Dou Sheng's case, all they can do is not stab him in the back.

As for the others, it is impossible.

What a mess of moral baggage, it is not worth mentioning in front of interests.

After stepping onto the steps, Qi Gu looked back at Dou Sheng and sighed.

The barbarians fell because of discord, and now so many years have passed, the barbarians still have no unity.

Although they are all working hard to revive the barbarians, Qi Gu always feels that the road to revival of the barbarians is long and arduous. Tianlai Novel Network

Forget it, it’s useless to think so much now.

Qi Gu thought so, looking at the stairs in front of him that he couldn’t see the edge at a glance, thinking while walking, after a while, he saw a square ladybug the size of a casserole flying out of his sleeve.

As soon as the ladybug flew out of his sleeve, a foot-wide Gengjin divine thunder came!

After the lightning flashed, the square ladybug didn’t even leave a ash, and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Qi Di’s expression moved.

It seems that if it is a living thing, don’t think about flying away.

But if a dead thing arrives first, is there any meaning?

Unless it is a puppet with high intelligence.

But even if we take a step back, whether a puppet with high intelligence is considered a dead object or not, they don’t know how the formation restriction is judged. If they easily take out a puppet with high intelligence to try it, it will be more or less not worth the loss.

After all, they don’t know whether there are other tests waiting for them behind the gate of the temple.

Fortunately, there are no other restrictions on this long staircase, otherwise it would be really tricky.

Qidi thought so, calmed down, and walked up while guarding against possible sneak attacks.

On the other side, Gu Changhuan was happily digging spiritual medicines, spiritual trees and various spiritual plants.

"There are so many good things here!

In theory, this barbarian god ruins has been opened twice after the barbarian tribe fell, but no Mahayana cultivators have the idea of ​​taking these spiritual plants;

Could it be that those Mahayana cultivators who came here did not have time to take these things away, or thought these things were insignificant?"

Gu Changhuan said this, but his hands were not chaotic at all. In less than a quarter of an hour, most of the huge hilltop was picked by Gu Changhuan.

Coincidentally, the hilltop closest to Gu Changhuan was filled with sixth- and seventh-level spiritual trees. In order to better prevent these spiritual trees, Gu Changhuan directly shoveled up ten feet of the ground.

Gu Changhuan was busy here, and after half an hour, the whole hilltop became bare.

Not even a bit of green ground could be seen.

Gu Changhuan did not have time to appreciate his masterpiece, and hurried to the next treasure house.

The next treasure house was filled with spiritual wine.

And various materials and furnaces for brewing spiritual wine, etc.

Gu Changhuan didn't even look at them and put them away directly. It wouldn't be too late to study them carefully after leaving the secret realm and returning to the family.

After collecting them, he took out the Tongxiantu and took a look. After confirming that there were no spiritual objects in the treasure house here, he rushed to the next one.

To be honest, since Gu Changhuan started cultivating immortals, he has never been so happy.

This feeling of picking up a lot of high-level spiritual objects is just as good as picking up the storage ring of Zhen Lingzi before.

After all, Gu Changhuan really likes to collect wealth and treasures, and even has a bit of obsession.

Just when Gu Changhuan was immersed in this feeling and couldn't extricate himself, on the other side, two of the four Mahayana cultivators who later entered the Barbarian God Ruins were slowly approaching the direction of the ninth-level spiritual vein.

The momentum of breaking the formation before caused the spiritual veins of the entire Barbarian God Ruins to vibrate. They naturally sensed it, but they couldn't find the source of the vibration. Even though they knew they might have missed the opportunity, they could only slowly look for it.

At the same time, on the other side, on the stairs in front of the temple, Wu Qi, who was walking at the front, gradually slowed down for some reason.

His eyes gradually became dull, and his expression gradually became strange and complacent. He didn't look like a Mahayana cultivator, but rather like an ordinary mortal with hysteria.

But even so, he still walked up slowly, so for a while, no one noticed anything wrong.

But suddenly, Wu Qi stopped, turned around, and walked to the side of the stairs. He looked at the empty place under his feet, which was not sure whether it was the abyss or the clouds, and jumped down without hesitation.

Behind him, Jin Xiong's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He scanned with his spiritual sense and found that Wu Qi was still falling, and frowned.

Even if a Mahayana cultivator is not practicing both Dharma and body, it is not so easy to fall to death. It's just that I don't know where Wu Qi will fall.

As everyone thought so, Wu Qi, who had fallen from the clouds, suddenly had his eyes brightened, and he felt a sense of clarity. Before he could react to where he was, he fell heavily to the ground.

Dou Sheng snorted coldly and said,

"What?

Fellow Daoist Wu Qi, do you feel that it is unsafe to stay in high places, so you come back to accompany me?"

Wu Qi, who had not yet fully reacted to what had happened, looked around him in a daze, and then looked at Jin Xiong, who had already walked to a quarter of the stairs, wondering if Jin Xiong had used any tricks on him.

Seeing that Wu Qi did not answer, Dou Sheng snorted coldly and stood up.

After nearly an hour of healing, his physical injuries had healed for the most part, and the remaining internal injuries and meridian damage would be healed after a few years of retreat.

Now that the treasure was in front of him, he could not be delayed by these details.