The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 87
Zi Ling fell from the sky, and watched the space crack penetrate a spiritual power to test it out. Under Zi Ling's attack, the crack remained motionless, even the luster remained unchanged.

"This crack is very stable. It seems that there is a long-established space inside, but there is still a restriction blocking the entrance." Zi Ling probed with his divine sense and found that there is another ancient restriction that locked the space. entrance.

Lin Feng remembered that he took out the two fragments he found before and compared them in the sunlight, and found that the shape was almost exactly the same as the appearance of this space rift.

According to the relics of the ancient monks, it is likely that there are adult Golden Thunder Bamboos inside, or more young Golden Thunder Bamboos. This is definitely a place to hide treasures.

"Could this be the key to enter this space? But it's incomplete, a large part is still missing, and the method of entry cannot be deduced by virtue of the remaining restraining force." Lin Feng said with some disappointment, it seems that he still needs to find All this key fragment can enter this space.

"There is no clue to find this kind of thing. Even if someone gets it, they may throw it away. It seems that they can't get in unless they find all the fragments. Unfortunately, we don't have much time."

"Can we just give it away? This is the place where the ancient monks hid their treasures! I will never be reconciled! Find a way to force it open!" Lin Feng saw that the Golden Thunder Bamboo he had worked so hard to obtain might be in the This space, however, was blocked by a prohibition, and some lost their minds.

"It's useless. The ancient monk is best at this kind of space restriction, and his physical strength is definitely not lower than that of Huashen. We have no way to break the restriction imposed by this kind of power. Even if you take Tian Qin'er It's useless to call." Zi Ling's words poured over Lin Feng's heart like a basin of cold water. He came to Luan Xinghai to hope to get some more golden thunder bamboos. He didn't have Han Li's little green bottle. There is only a small piece of bamboo that may not be able to grow a single piece in 800 years. Even if Nangong Wan has green liquid on her body, there is definitely not much. The hope of refining a set of swords like Han Li has been dashed.

Lin Feng took out the late Nascent Soul puppet, and was going to try to see if he could forcefully break the restriction. Under Lin Feng's control, the puppet bombarded that space crack with a thunder and fire bow indiscriminately.

Seeing Lin Feng's distressed state, Zi Ling took out her refined corpse in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and she attacked the restriction on the space rift together.

Although she knew it was a useless effort, she could only cooperate with him to break the ban with all her strength in order not to leave any regrets for her man.

It has to be said that the restrictions set by the ancient monks are powerful, and they still remain motionless under the bombardment of the three late Nascent Souls.

The spiritual stones used by Lin Feng's puppets were consumed in huge quantities, and one piece after another was replaced. Just as Lin Feng was about to take out the only high-grade metallic spiritual stone on his body and wanted to add it, his eyes accidentally fell to the purple spirit. Corpse refining.

Now Lin Feng's spiritual powers have been opened to the maximum, his eyes are glowing with blue light, he has no choice but to lose his sanity due to this restriction, and unintentionally, there is a faint glimmer of light in the clothes on the corpse, which is caught by Lin Feng's eyes.

"Zi Ling, this dress...has the corpse been wearing it all the time? You haven't made any changes, have you?"

"No, what's the matter? This dress has been worn on him since he discovered it. It's made of ice silk. It won't rot for thousands of years. It's dust-proof and fire-proof. It has no special purpose. It's not a treasure. It's easy to wear. Can you buy it, is it weird?" Zi Ling's reaction to him was a little strange, but looking at his blue eyes, he knew what he might see.

"This dress is not only ice silk, but also a floating gold thread that carries the imprint of space, which is at the lower left cuff of the dress!"

"You mean the floating golden thread that can carry the mustard space beside you?"

"That's right, but the refining method of this space is not like the mustard space. It may be the unique refining method of ancient monks." Lin Feng read all kinds of books when he was in Xianjian Valley. I am also very interested, and I can tell at a glance that this is not the mustard space.

This kind of floating gold thread has the ability to carry space, but it can only carry the corresponding space that has been marked. Obviously, this space rift was released by this ancient monk before his death. As for why he died after doing all this It is not known here, maybe he felt that his time was coming and he specially found this place to sit down, and there was no one to entrust, so he could only leave this space to someone who was destined.

"Haha, there is no limit to the road, give me the clothes, I will take this space away, and I will find another way later!"

Lin Feng took off the clothes on the corpse and put them on himself, injected his spiritual power into the floating gold thread on the cuff, wiped away the space gap with a wave of his hand, and put it into the clothes.

After doing all this, Lin Feng felt that the power of space was still rippling on the clothes, like the wind blowing, and his skin was itchy when scratched.

"No, this dress is an ancient treasure!" Lin Feng was aware of the strangeness of this dress, but he still acted calmly, calling Zi Ling to leave the place calmly.

Zi Ling didn't notice anything. A woman would never take off the clothes on the dead man and put them on herself. She just took a rough look at the material of the clothes. Lin Feng put them on in order to take away the space after taking them. On his own body, he was hit right and wrong, slowly activating the inheritance attribute of the magic weapon.

Lin Feng dipped into his spiritual consciousness and began to read the inheritance information in the magic weapon, the empty treasure garment, which has the ability to travel through space, is not harmed by space cracks, and has the power to tear space.

Lin Feng was overjoyed in his heart, which showed that the space created by the ancient monks could be freely entered and exited with this clothes. Those strange golden fragments were not the key to open this space, and they might be used for other purposes. The girl has held this dress in her hand for so long without realizing it, which shows that women do make mistakes sometimes. No wonder Old Devil Han likes to wander alone.

Zi Ling looked at the cloudy and uncertain expression on Lin Feng's face and thought that he was a little disappointed that he failed to open the space here, and comforted him: "Don't think about it, if you can't find the key fragments, don't get too entangled, if you can't get it, then you don't want it. It belongs to you, if it is yours, it will be sooner or later, don't affect the cultivation of the state of mind."

Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief, breathed out Zhou Tian, ​​squeezed Zi Ling's face and nodded, let out the wind bike and got in.

Zi Ling pinched his fingers lightly and turned it over, removing the isolation restriction, and the wind driving car turned into a silver rainbow and flew away.

The people watching outside the island felt extremely abnormal when they saw that the two left this place in less than half a day, so they hurried back to the Monster Hunting League to report the matter.

Of course, Zi Ling could also feel that someone was watching, but the things on the island had already been taken away, so even if he sent people to investigate again, nothing would be found.

(End of this chapter)