Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 34 Surprising net worth (thanks to readers for their recommendation votes)

"Ahem, nephew, don't be deceived by the appearance of this thing. The palace master has his reasons for making such arrangements."

Seeing the obvious repulsion on Xue Leng's face, the monk surnamed Fang was also a little clumsy, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"is that so……"

"But it's a bit unlucky to wear this kind of corpse robe."

"However, if there is something mysterious about this thing, it's not unacceptable."

Some suspiciously murmured a few words, Xue Leng raised his brows coldly, suppressed the nausea in his heart, and stretched out his hand to Tianlu Corpse Clothes.

Um?This kind of touch, this thing does not seem to be sewn with ordinary silk thread.

It seems to be the skin of some kind of monster?Not too much, human skin?It seems not.

After kneading his fingers back and forth for a long time, the doubts in his eyes became more intense, and he simply took the corpse robe under his nose and sniffed it lightly.

Just as he picked up the corpse robe and was about to smell it, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes showed a hint of bewilderment, and he immediately put it on the table again.

"Martial nephew, have you figured out the root of this thing?"

Seeing Xue Leng's actions, the monk surnamed Fang poked his head out slightly, and asked with a smile of interest.

"I'm not sure, but it's almost the same. This corpse robe should be woven with some kind of tiny blood tendons. The green lines on it are probably the remains of some fat and minced meat."

Xue Leng shook his head, and sighed secretly, no wonder the corpse-killing clothes felt slippery and greasy to the touch this day.

"What's the use of this?"

The monk surnamed Fang replied subconsciously, and then realized that he had said something wrong, after a few dry laughs, he got up and was about to leave.

"Hehe, it's getting late, so I won't disturb my nephew's rest."

"Don't dare, uncle, go slowly, please."

Seeing that the monk surnamed Fang was about to leave, Xue Leng didn't stop him, got up and saluted, and then led him all the way outside the courtyard.

Back in the room, Xue Leng first carefully put away the jade slips and the blood talisman.

After walking around the room twice, he changed into the Tianlu Corpse Clothes with an expression of discomfort.

"Well, it can automatically change the size, it seems that this robe is at least a magic weapon."

Nodding secretly, Xue Leng jumped up and down again, but Tianlu's corpse clothes remained motionless, sticking tightly to the outside of the inner lining like skin.

Out of curiosity, he tried to inject a little mana into the corpse robe. While the Mingshui Jue was slowly running, a very strange feeling rose from his heart.

Before he had time to react, his whole body turned into a puddle of blood, floating in mid-air!
"This……"

At this moment, Xue Leng's dead souls were terrified, and the magic power flowing around his body immediately stagnated, and in the next moment, he turned into a human form again.

"This thing is so miraculous!"

After exclaiming aloud, Xue Leng stared at Tianlu's corpse robe with ecstasy on his face. The originally ugly corpse robe became extremely pleasing to the eye at this moment.

Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, he couldn't wait, and poured his mana into the Tianlu Corpse Clothes again.

In about a stick of incense time, a mass of extremely viscous blood seeped out from the floor in an extremely strange way.

But in an instant, the blood began to twist violently, slowly turning into a cold and stern monk with a pale face.

This person is Xue Leng.

After some tests, he finally groped for the supernatural power of this robe, and he became more and more satisfied in his heart.

When turned into blood, not only can he avoid most of the damage, but he can also freely penetrate various obstacles.

However, under the interference of foreign objects, the mana controlling this robe will increase significantly, and with his peak qi training, he can only maintain it for about ten breaths.

Even so, the corpse-killing garment of this day is enough to be called a strange treasure.

In a good mood, Xue Leng no longer disliked the bad luck of the corpse robe, and lay down on the bed directly.

Just as he was about to go to bed, there was a hasty knock on the door.

When he opened the door and saw the face of the person coming, Xue Leng was slightly startled.

"Junior Brother Han, come to see me so late, do you have something urgent?"

"Well, senior brother, I heard that you are going to participate in the trial of the Valley of Sealing Demons, this item should be able to help you."

Han Ming seemed a little afraid to look at him, and after tremblingly handing over something, he retracted his hands into the sleeves, pinching the cuffs tightly with his fingers.

"Junior brother has a heart, thank you."

Seeing the fiery red talisman in his palm, Xue Leng's eyes were complicated. He raised his arm, wanting to say something, but put it down again.

"Brother, you must come back alive!"

Han Ming stared at his red eyes, tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes, and after he finished speaking, he shrugged his head and left like a deflated ball.

Looking at the lost figure in front of him, Xue Leng's lips moved, but he couldn't speak after all, so he turned and went back to the room.

Three months later.

In the morning, in the Tianfu Hall.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Tianfu Daoist walked to the front of the hall with a smile, waved his big hand, and said to everyone:

"This trip is going to Fengmogu to participate in the trial, and the sect has also prepared some high-grade magic weapons for you, one for each of you.

The old man also specially mixed ten top-grade magic weapons in it, whoever is more lucky among you can get it. "

"Okay, that's all for now. After distributing the things, Elder Situ will take you to the Valley of Sealing Demons."

Immediately after Master Tianfu finished his speech, two deacon disciples walked into the hall, each holding a tray. On each tray was a storage bag with a gold thread border.

At this time, the disciple who took out the magic weapon from the storage bag looked extremely nervous.

While wishing that he would be lucky enough to get a top-quality magic weapon, he was also afraid of being missed by someone who cared about him.

These storage bags are not the same as ordinary ones. For other storage bags, one only needs to insert one's consciousness into it and activate mana to take out what is needed.

But this gold silk bag can stop the monk's spiritual sense from probing, and there is no need to infuse mana, as long as you put your hand in it, you can take out the shrunken magic weapon.

It's just that it's hard to say what exactly is taken out, it all depends on the feel of the hand to judge.

However, Xue Leng didn't care much about this, aside from Tianlu's corpse clothes, he had as many as three talismans alone.

In addition, the low-grade spiritual weapon Lei Yunfan, the top-grade magic weapon Heart-eating Sword, the top-grade defensive magic weapon Turtle Spirit Shield, and the top-grade magic weapon Jade Phosphorus Needle.

And not long ago, I spent a lot of money to buy a top-level defensive magic weapon, the Black Shark Cover.

As well as all kinds of pills and poisons in bottles and cans, and nearly a hundred first-level high-level talismans.

At this moment, he can be said to be fully armed, with no flaws at all.

If the non-power is too shallow, he will have the cheek to borrow a flying spirit weapon from the monk surnamed Fang to use it.

Watching the people extracting the magic weapon with little interest, Xue Leng's thoughts had already drifted to the Valley of Sealing Demons.

When it was his turn, most of the people in the hall had drawn it. As for what magic weapon they got, everyone tacitly didn't say anything.

Reaching into the bag with his hand, he fumbled around in it.

After touching a magic weapon with a strange shape, Xue Leng's heart moved.

Without thinking, he grabbed it out and threw it into the storage bag without even looking at it.

(End of this chapter)