Wild boar

Chapter 205 The Simple Way
Zhu Zishan and Bai Yunting rode two sand camel beasts through the vast desert.

Behind them, three charred pits were left.

That was the only trace of the Shang family's existence in the world.

that evening.

The two set up camp in the desert.

Bai Yunting and Zhu Zishan sat opposite each other.

Five storage bags were placed in front of them.

Bai Yunting pointed to two brown storage bags and said: "Brother Zhu...the storage bags of Shang Mingzhe's two tribesmen are no different from ordinary monks. They all contain flying swords, talismans, spiritual stones, elixirs, food, water, etc." Sundries…”

Then Bai Yunting pointed to three silver brocade bags that were clearly made of fine workmanship and said: "Shang Mingzhe has three storage bags, one hanging on his waist, one hidden in his sleeve, and the last one hidden on the inside of his jacket. It is extremely easy to access." inconvenient……"

Zhu Zishan reached out and touched the storage bag hidden on the inside of his jacket, and lifted it up. It was indeed made of extraordinary fine workmanship.

Then Zhu Zishan’s spiritual consciousness entered it.

This storage bag has a lot of space, but it only holds one thing.

It was a male corpse with a hood on his head, an ugly face, and dust all over his body.

"Brother Zhu, this is the body of the Desert Barbarian Monk... 300 years ago, the Desert Barbarian Monk and the Master of Huomian Palace fought in the Red Sea Desert. The Desert Barbarian Monk was defeated and escaped. He was poisoned by fire, so he hid in the red sand. Healing in the stepwells of the ancient city..."

"In the step well, sunlight is hard to come by, and you are surrounded by desert nectar. The water system is full of spiritual energy. It is the best choice for treating fire poison in the desert..."

"The Master of Huomian Palace may have initially mastered the most powerful true sun fire of Huoluan Palace at that time. The true sun fire is so powerful that it burns everything. There are few things in the world that can restrain it. The desert barbarian monk has the cultivation level of the late Jindan period. It is difficult to suppress the true fire of the sun. Although the legal body remains immortal, the cultivation level will eventually be exhausted and the soul will be exhausted..."

Bai Yunting has a long family history, and she also said that she told Zhu Zishan an allusion from 300 years ago.

It's just that Bai Yunting talks like a historian, and Liniang talks like a novelist.

"The desert barbarian monk is a rare person who can cultivate his body and cultivate immortality. The competition for his body is extremely fierce. The bidding started at 20 spirit stones and [-] spirit stones were sold..."

"Shang Mingzhe spent so many spiritual stones on purchasing the body of the desert barbarian monk that he finally missed the mysterious Buddha jade and lost the bidding to an unknown female cultivator..."

Since there were no clues in the storage bags of Shang Mingzhe and others, Bai Yunting had no choice but to give Zhu Zishan a complete description of the scene at the auction that day...

"Obviously Shang Mingzhe is determined to obtain the body of the desert barbarian monk. What is the use of this barbarian monk's body?" Zhu Zishan asked after listening.

"It is a priceless treasure to the ghost-controlling monks!" Bai Yunting said.

"So he bought the body of the barbarian monk just to become a second-level dealer?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out, but although the Barbarian Monk's body is a priceless treasure for underground monks, most of the things produced by the underground abyss are not used by monks like us on the ground, so it is unlikely that they can be sold for astonishing amounts. The price is high, if I were to be a second-tier seller, the psychological price would be around 18 spirit stones..." Bai Yunting said thoughtfully.

"What is the use of this body besides giving it to the ghost control monks?" Zhu Zishan asked.

Bai Yunting fell into deep thought again.

After a moment.

Her eyes lit up.

"It can also be used to refine weapons!" Bai Yunting said.

What! ?

Zhu Zishan looked confused, but fortunately he was covered by the eagle head mask.

"The barbarian monks in the desert practice the Buddhist techniques of the Western Regions. After the Buddhist monks sit down and pass away, if they put their bodies into the incinerator and burn them, they can obtain the Buddha's bone relics. The Buddha's bone relics of the Golden Pill monks are also priceless treasures. It's just that although the desert barbarian monk practices Buddhist techniques, judging from the records of the world, he seems to have entered the path of demons, so if his body is burned, he can only get the demon bone relics..."

"For monks, the use of demon bone relics is extremely limited. They can only be used to refine weapons. In terms of value, they are even worse than selling them to underground monks." Bai Yunting explained. "Oh..." Zhu Zishan nodded uncertainly.

"Besides this barbarian monk's body, what else did he buy?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"And the barbarian monk's magic weapon!" Bai Yunting took out a wind stone box from Shang Mingzhe's spare storage bag.

"Brother Zhu, what is contained here is the natal magic weapon of the desert barbarian monk, the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle. You can try its weight." Bai Yunting opened the stone box and said.

Zhu Zishan stretched out a big hand and grasped the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle. With a little force, he lifted it up with one hand and played with it...

"Brother Zhu, the four-sided Buddha statue on the handle of this vajra demon-conquering pestle is made of glazed vajra. The handle should be made of Maduka wood, and the pointed cone at the end should be made of Yijia fine iron...

"It's a pity that although the material used to build this thing is precious, it is a natal magic weapon... The natal magic weapon of the golden elixir monk is a dual cultivation of the golden elixir monk's life and life. It cannot be taken away at all. When the golden elixir monk falls, the spiritual treasure of the magic weapon It will also disappear naturally. This thing can no longer be refined, and its only purpose is to recycle it..." Bai Yunting explained at the side.

This vajra is indeed very heavy. Although Zhu Zishan seems to be playing it very easily, he has already exerted [-]% of his strength. Zhu Zishan estimates that even if he can use this thing, he must be extremely inflexible unless he uses the Big Dipper. Otherwise, this thing will not only be useless in battle, but will become a burden.

But if Beidou Seven Strikes is activated, this thing will be of some use.

"This vajra should be somewhat sturdy, right?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"Of course! The texture of the magic weapon makes it impossible for any magic weapon to block its attack." Bai Yunting said.

"Okay! I want this Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle and this box." Zhu Zishan said unceremoniously.

Bai Yunting smiled, spread her hands and said generously: "Brother Zhu, you can take whatever else you want."

Zhu Zishan shook his head.

"There's nothing more I want. I have to practice with this thing, otherwise I won't be able to play it smoothly." Zhu Zishan continued to play with the vajra.

"Brother Zhu, I wonder if you can see any clues from these items?" Bai Yunting asked solemnly.

"No." Zhu Zishan shook his head.

A woman as knowledgeable as Bai Yunting couldn't see it, and it was even less possible for him, who came from the earth, to see anything.

"Hey...Brother Zhu, what should we do?" Bai Yunting said with a depressed expression.

"It's very simple... just go to Dingquan Lake and capture their core monks to search for their souls." Zhu Zishan said.

This statement came out.

Bai Yunting was stunned for a moment.

"It turns out that Brother Zhu is a senior in the god training stage. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Bai Yunting said quickly, holding her fists.

Zhu Zishan shook his head and said, "I told you that I was only practicing in the Gang stage. If it were in the God stage, I would have searched the soul of Shang Mingzhe yesterday."

"Brother Zhu, what does this mean?" Bai Yunting asked in confusion.

"Don't you know how to practice the God Stage's helping hand?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"Brother Zhu, to be honest, my Bai family is in decline and there are no monks in the god-training stage anymore." Bai Yunting said with a gloomy expression.

"Oh...Is that so? Don't you have any friends who are in the god training stage?" Zhu Zishan reminded him with squinted eyes.

Bai Yunting shook her head.

"In this case... then I advise you not to go to Dingquan Lake. It must be a trap. If you go there, you will just fall into a trap." Zhu Zishan reminded.

(End of this chapter)