Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Chapter 207 Burial Treasure
"Last era?"

Jiang Ming was stunned, and looked at the huge skeleton in front of him in amazement, like an eternal mountain, lying quietly, filled with a vast and desolate atmosphere.

"This kind of ferocious beast is extremely terrifying. When it grows up, it can compete with immortal cultivators. The best among them are even more terrifying. The strongest can almost wrestle with saints..."

Hei Jian said slowly: "However, this group of people is the same as many tyrants at the beginning of the era. Their body size is too huge, and they need to absorb a large amount of energy to survive. In the middle of the first era, when the entire world entered the stage of 'living', these monsters became rare after losing their living environment, and then they were completely extinct, unable to survive."

"If this kind of evil persists forever, whether humans, monsters and other creatures can grow and prosper is another matter."

Hei Jian sighed and said: "The birth and death of the world has its own laws, how many living beings can escape... After tens of millions of years, all the old people will pass away, and after all, I will be the only one floating in the long river of time alone."

Jiang Ming squinted at it, pretending to be a fork will result in retribution... At that time, I will let you know what longevity is.

"But in the burial place of the saint, why is there such a murderous bone?"

Hei Jian murmured, the scene in front of him made it difficult for this old antique to understand: "The mountains and rivers and these tiny creatures can all be evolved from the Dao Fruit of Saints, but this kind of evil was born at the beginning of the world, and the origin of life is mysterious and incomprehensible." Complicated, even a living saint can hardly evolve, let alone a saint's corpse..."

"The only possibility is that the saint brought this murderous bone here before he died..."

The more Hei Jian thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, and finally he could only give up thinking. The existence of the saint was still too far away from it, and everything he did was beyond the comprehension of ordinary beings.

Jiang Ming walked up to the skeleton slowly, trying to reach out and touch the murderous bone.

Kacha~
As soon as he touched it, the animal bones that were still crystal clear like jade and intact just now quietly cracked a gap, and then it was like porcelain being broken. , a huge piece of bone fell, accompanied by the ashes that turned into powder, and collapsed in the smoke and dust...

"Ahem, what looks good is not useful!"

Jiang Ming was almost buried in it, and hurriedly coughed violently and backed away. It seems that this skeleton has really been placed here for too long. No matter how strong it was in life, it will not be able to withstand the erosion of time.

On weekdays, this place is calm and calm, and the remaining Dao Yun barely maintains the balance of the skeleton. Other animals are frightened by the remaining fierce aura, and dare not approach this place. Today, it was slightly touched by Jiang Ming, an outsider, and the collision of different Dao Yun Under the circumstances, that balance was directly destroyed...

Call ~
Jiang Ming sent out a breeze of spiritual power to sweep away the smoke and dust before walking forward.

wow~
The animal bones that seemed to be extremely good before, now under Jiang Ming's feet, have decayed like broken bricks and tiles, lost all luster, and completely shattered into powder when stepped on.

"It seems that there is no use value..." Jiang Ming shook his head regretfully. The bones of ordinary monsters can also be used for refining weapons and making wine. If these bones of giant monsters have not lost their spirituality, they must be quite extraordinary.

"Huh? What is this?" Just as Jiang Ming was about to give up, he suddenly discovered that there were still some shiny things in the pile of decayed and broken bones.

He pulled aside a pile of bone fragments, and picked up a crystal ball the size of an egg, reflecting the shimmering light, with some pits on the surface, like amber.

"Original bone...a treasure that has been condensed from blood and blood essence over a long period of time after the death of these great murderers!" Hei Jian introduced: "It is very useful for monks who practice body training, and can even be used to sacrifice A powerful bone puppet..."

"This is the source bone?" Jiang Ming was overwhelmed with surprise. He read many classics, and there were many treasures that he had only seen in books, but he had never seen its true appearance.

Origin bone is one of them. It is rumored that it is rare in the world, and each one can be sold for a very high price. two...

According to the speculations in those classics, this source bone was born from the fusion of underground spiritual veins and powerful living bones, but I am afraid no one would have guessed that these peerless murderers are the source of the birth of the source bone...

Jiang Ming looked at the crystal light in the bone pile again, his face was already filled with joy.

With a flick of his fingers, a storm of spiritual power swept out, enveloping a pile of broken bones like a hill...

The source bone is extremely hard, but these broken bones that have lost their spirituality are no different from the soil. In just a moment, the pile of broken bones was twisted into a piece of dust by Jiang Ming, and scattered away one after another. In the end, only some crystal clear and moist bones remained. The source bone quietly fell to the ground.

Jiang Ming collected all the source bones in the storage ring, and adding the first one, there are more than 30 source bones. Even if the three major caves of Yu Kingdom add up, there may not be so many source bones .

Satisfied, Jiang Ming continued to walk forward. When he had just turned over a few mountains and walked more than ten miles, he was startled.

"Why another one?"

Jiang Ming looked in front of him, and there was another huge bone standing at the end of his sight, even bigger than the previous bone, and its appearance was different, with only four legs and one head, it seemed to be the bone of another kind of beast...

"This is also a kind of evil..." Hei Jian's voice sounded, also a little surprised: "This burial place is different from the legend, why are there so many bones of great evil?"

"The saint's burial place rests on his own avenue, which is completely one, detached from the outside world, exists for recovery and rebirth, and hardly accommodates other foreign objects to last forever... These bones of great evil are not in line with the holy way, and it stands to reason that they should not exists in such a place.”

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, his figure jerked, and he leaped into the air suddenly, rising straight into the sky, and didn't stop until a strong wind was blowing above his head, and an inexplicable pressure came from him.

"This..." Jiang Ming looked at the scene in front of him with a look of shock.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains and rivers are endless, filled with the vast and simple primitive atmosphere, and on this vast land, there are huge fierce bones one after another, there are more than a dozen of them, and the tallest ones are almost Straight into the sky, spectacular.

Heijian couldn't sense such a long distance, but after hearing Jiang Ming's description, he was shocked by this scene, and didn't know what to say.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Jiang Ming gave a light snort.

"What's wrong?" Hei Jian asked hastily.

Jiang Ming said in amazement: "Their heads seem to be facing the same direction, as if they are converging towards the same place... According to their directions, they should be in a place hundreds of miles away. The place where the evil lines converge."

"Go and see?" Hei Jian tentatively asked.

"Alright, maybe this is the opportunity to leave..." Jiang Ming immediately agreed.

Both are monsters who are not afraid of death, they hit it off and decided to find out.

"But go back, the benefits that should be reaped cannot be less!"

Jiang Ming muttered, and before returning to the second fierce bone, he slapped it down... and continued to collect the source bone.

On the second fierce bone, there are a total of fifteen source bones...

The third, the fourth...Jiang Ming searched for the fierce bones one by one, and there were more and more origin bones in his pocket...

"This is No. 16...it should be gone!"

Jiang Ming shattered the last fierce bone to obtain the source bone.

There are 180 fierce bones, and a total of more than [-] source bones have been obtained. If this wealth is obtained from the outside world, in terms of purchasing power alone, Jiang Ming may be able to directly buy a cultivation cave.

But the other party may not necessarily sell it...

"The next step is to take a look at the end of these fierce bones, what kind of existence there is!"

Jiang Ming said to himself, held the black sword in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

The terrain in front of him is flat, a forested plateau, and the mountains and valleys behind him are all under his feet. If he looks back, it seems that all the mountains and rivers are under this plateau.

"If the pile of fierce bones still exists, this scene might be even more spectacular..."

Jiang Ming fantasized about the sight of more than a dozen peerless monsters with bodies like mountains defending a place together. No matter what existed in this place back then, it was absolutely extraordinary.

It's just that the endless years have passed, and I don't know if the things they guard are completely eroded by the years and turned into dust like these fierce men...

Gradually, the clouds of smoke gradually rose under his feet, and Jiang Ming walked into a piece of green grass, surrounded by silence, as if this place was completely detached from the world, Jiang Ming felt a unique Taoist charm, as if the only thing left in this world was Leaving him alone, walking alone...

Surrounded by smoke and clouds, it was a spiritual energy that had almost turned into substance. It seemed so rich that it couldn't be melted away. Jiang Ming's cultivation base, which had just increased a lot, was about to move again, and it was slowly improving...

"It's such a pure spiritual energy, the quality is terrifying... The so-called Paradise of Heaven is probably not as good as this place."

Jiang Ming sighed, just took a couple of intoxicated breaths, but was suddenly startled, realized something, and quickly lowered his head to look.

"This is... Spirit Transformation Grass?"

He was stunned.

Under the feet, there are stretches of grass that only grow to the ankles. It seems ordinary, but if you look closely, you can find that the smoke-like spiritual energy is all emerging from the tips of these grass leaves and blending into the void. middle.

"Great!" Even Hei Jian said in shock at the moment.

Although its shape is not obvious, and it has no strange medicinal properties, the spirit-transforming grass is accompanied by a kind of almost monstrous ability. Its roots are extremely strong, and it can absorb the spirituality of the veins deep in the ground and transform its spirituality into extremely high-quality The pure aura has a huge effect on improving the cultivation of immortals.

However, Spirit Transformation Grass is extremely rare, and it needs a lot of resources to grow.

In addition, this strange spiritual grass has special habits, it is almost impossible to be transplanted, and it is extremely difficult to flower and bear seeds, making it even rarer in the world of cultivating immortals. Even in the holy land of cultivating immortals, you may not find a few plants .

Even in the most splendid holy land of cultivating immortals, it is estimated that it is impossible to have such an outrageous place, where the spiritual transformation grass appears in patches, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance...

In fact, even if you are a top immortal cultivator, you can plant a few or a dozen plants of transforming spirit grass in the cave, which is considered a great foundation. If you wash your cultivation base with its pure spiritual energy every day, you can be reborn over time. The quality of spiritual power will far exceed that of monks of the same rank.

"It's a pity that I can't take it away..." Jiang Ming sighed, greedily absorbing the pure spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth, running the Burning Spirit Sutra with all his strength, incorporating it into his own spiritual foundation, and tempering his own spiritual power.

"That's not necessarily true!" Hei Jian said suddenly: "The spirit-transforming grass rarely blooms and bears seeds, but there are so many of them here, no matter how low the probability is, there is a certain possibility... In addition, very few people know that the spiritual-transforming grass produces seeds. The probability of it grows with its growth years, and the spirit transformation grass here has grown for tens of thousands of years, so the probability of its seeding is probably not low."

"It's just that after the seeds fall to the ground, if they don't have enough nutrients, they will rot for a few years at most... The density of Hualing grass in this place has reached the limit, and it is impossible to separate out enough nutrients to provide nutrients for the grass seeds. Otherwise, if you find enough I am afraid that we can rebuild such a treasure land for cultivating immortals."

"If I can make it, I can't afford it..." Jiang Ming rolled his eyes. He is not a saint. Although his family is not weak, if he puts it all in and grows grass, he may not be able to grow a meadow several feet wide.

"I'll be satisfied if I can find dozens of grass seeds!" Jiang Ming muttered, expanding the power of his divine sense to the limit, looking for grass seeds that might be buried under the Spirit Transforming Grass.

"Huh? Really..." Just for a moment, Jiang Ming's eyes moved.

With a wave of his hand, he directly rolled up a piece of soil the size of a fist from under a piece of spirit-transforming grass, and there were a few light yellow grass seeds in it, the size of a grain of rice. clear.

"It's been a long time since I landed, and the quality seems to be mediocre. I wonder if I can make a living..." Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, but he didn't pick and choose. He found a jade box and sealed it in it.

It's good to have this kind of thing that can be met but not sought after, how can I ask for so much...

Then he continued to walk forward, and sure enough, as Hei Jian said, there were quite a few grass seeds collected by Jiang Ming, but most of them were of average quality.

"Huh? Good luck..." Suddenly, Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to a plant of Spirit Transformation Grass.

On the stem of this Spirit Transforming Grass, a white flower that is about to wither sways gently, and dozens of crystal clear grass seeds are filled with spiritual energy, like crystals.

Jiang Ming directly picked off the white flowers and all the grass seeds carefully, and pasted several talismans to seal them up. The value of grass seeds of this quality is much higher than those that fell in the soil, even if they can also grow spiritual grass , and its quality is far superior to those grass seeds that fall to the ground naturally...

A while later, Jiang Ming came across seven or eight plants of Hualingcao whose seeds had not fallen, and carefully sealed them up.

As for the ordinary grass seeds that fell into the soil, there are almost countless...

"This trip is really worth it!"

Jiang Ming's eyes flickered, the value of these source bones and spirit-transforming grass seeds here is already immeasurable, and they will be of unimaginable use to his future practice.

In the world of cultivating immortals, many magic tools and secret techniques can no longer be purchased with spirit stones. They often need to be exchanged for things. The rarer the things, the more priority they have in exchange. It is useful for a body-refining cultivator, but a rare aid to cultivation like spirit-transforming grass is almost omnipotent, and it can be called a real hard currency that far surpasses spirit stones...

Even those monks from the Holy Land may find it difficult to keep calm when facing the Spirit Transforming Grass Seeds...

"Stop poking your butt and digging in the dirt...there's a place!"

Suddenly, Hei Jian's dignified voice sounded.

Jiang Ming was startled, quickly collected his mind, and looked forward carefully.

Although the black sword's sensing range is not as far as his, but for some mysterious and unique auras, its detection ability is still extraordinary...

(End of this chapter)