A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

The two continued to move forward, and at the front, several small altars appeared. The altars were not big, each about three feet in size.

The altars were surrounded by spiritual stones. At this moment, the altar was still slightly moving, emitting a faint light.

There were three altars in total. A golden book page was suspended on the middle one, and on both sides were two treasures that were still shining with a faint glow.

A small tripod and a pipa.

The two things were extraordinary at first glance, and behind the altar there were ten knives of different colors inserted into the ground, with precious light flowing on them, which was extraordinary.

Xue Tu ignored everything, he just looked at the book in the middle with shining eyes.

"The True Demon Sutra, it must be the True Demon Sutra."

He walked forward excitedly and grabbed the altar.

To his surprise, the light on the altar was flowing like a layer of diamond shield, and he couldn't reach his hand in at all.

Xue Tu was furious, and he exerted force on his hands, but it was still the same.

At this moment, a thick blood light suddenly appeared on his hand, and a great pressure spread throughout the cave. He was about to claw down.

Qingfeng hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, senior, you may destroy everything this time."

Hearing this, Xue Tu suddenly realized that he was impatient and almost made a mistake. If he clawed violently, the entire altar might be crushed by him.

His hand that was about to fall stopped immediately.

Qingfeng came to the altar and made a gesture to the Wan Muzhu, and the Wan Muzhu floated above the altar light column.

Then he saw the Wan Muzhu slowly rotating down, emitting golden light to the light shield below.

The light shield on the altar melted like ice when it encountered the golden light, and the things inside were revealed in a blink of an eye.

Xue Tu took the page and saw the three big characters "Ba Ti Jue" written on it. He opened the first page and saw the words "True Self" written on it.

Looking at this thing, Xue Tu suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Impossible, impossible, how could this be, how could this be, where is the Demonic Scripture, where is the True Demonic Scripture."

At this moment, he actually knelt down without any image and cried loudly, just like a child who lost his most beloved toy.

Think about it, for the True Demonic Scripture, Xue Tu was trapped here for countless years. He was able to persist until now because of a persistence in his heart. Now that he saw the truth, his obsession was broken, and he could no longer control his emotions.

And Qingfeng was shocked and stood there on the spot. The third level of the Tyrant Body Art, this must be the third level of the Tyrant Body Art. He thought that he had reached the limit after practicing the second level of the Tyrant Body Art. He really didn't expect that he could get the last level of the technique.

With trembling hands, he took the golden page from Xue Tu's hand.

The three big characters of Tyrant Body Art came into view. He opened the first page and saw the words "True Self" written on it. To his surprise, there were only the words "True Self" on it, and there was nothing else. Qingfeng turned it hard but didn't see anything.

He was a little dumbfounded at the moment, and didn't know what was going on.

Helplessly, he could only put the pages away and study them carefully later.

Ancestor Xue Tu was much better at this moment. He raised his head and looked at Qingfeng and said, "Things are unpredictable. I didn't expect that I, Xue Tu, had waited for many years, but was disappointed. I just wondered where the magic scripture had gone." Tianlai Novel Network

Qingfeng looked at Ancestor Xue Tu and found that he was getting older and older. He sighed in his heart for a while and didn't know how to persuade him.

Thinking for a moment, Qingfeng said, "According to what you said, the real magic scripture is extremely precious and must be collected. Then it must still be here. Will it be hidden too secretly and we didn't find it?"

Hearing Qingfeng's words, it seemed to inject some strength into Ancestor Xue Tu.

He thought for a while and said, "Yes, there is no reason not to store such an important thing here. Even if it is a copy, there should be one copy."

As he said that, he stood up and regained his spirit to search.

Qingfeng picked up the Wanmu Pearl at this time and put all the spirit stones, materials, weapons and scriptures into the Wanmu Pearl.

Qingfeng was very excited when he saw so many treasures.

He roughly estimated that the spirit stones would be about 70 to 80 million, which was an extremely huge fortune. Qingfeng was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

After plundering everything here, he sealed and preserved the several extraordinary knives behind the altar.

Finally, he looked at the small tripod and the pipa.

He used the same method to open the shield and took out the small tripod to look at it. He saw that the small tripod was black and simple, without any gorgeous shape, and very ordinary.

The words "Zhentian" were engraved on the front of the tripod. The rest of the place was smooth, without runes or mysterious lines, which was really strange. But the name of the tripod was so domineering, too bold and shameless.

What surprised him was that this thing was neither a magic weapon nor a spiritual treasure. It should be something like an ancient divine tool. It did not need to be sacrificed and refined. It could be used by just inserting one's own soul mark into it. Its power was stronger than that of a magic weapon.

He injected his consciousness into it and immediately had control over it. With a thought, the small tripod spun around and turned into a size of three feet.

Qingfeng did not know the specific function of this thing at the moment. He would have to think about it carefully later. However, judging from its name, it should have a suppressive effect.

Without thinking too much, he put the small tripod away.

At this time, he took out the pipa again. This thing was also an ancient artifact. He looked at it and saw the words "Xiaoyao" written on the front of the pipa.

Qingfeng entered his consciousness and felt the object.

As soon as he moved his mind, the object became bigger. Qingfeng took it and wanted to play it, but when he touched it with his fingers, a suction force came, and then a bang sound appeared, and a light invisible to the naked eye instantly spread throughout the cave.

Xue Tu was caught off guard and screamed with his head in his hands.

Qingfeng was also shocked, because just a slight touch just now, one-seventh of his magic power was actually absorbed, which was really scary.

He quickly put the object away.

Xue Tu looked at him with anger in his eyes.

Qingfeng said with embarrassment: "Senior, I didn't know that thing was so powerful."

"Hmph, those are ancient artifacts. Using them consumes a lot of mana. Be careful not to suck you dry."

Qingfeng was speechless when he heard this. At this moment, he thought: "Well, senior, do you need me to share some treasures with you?"

Xue Tu glanced at him and said: "Of all things in the world, only the law can last forever. The rest are just external things. Those things are of no value to me."

Qingfeng couldn't help but admire Xue Tu when he heard this.

It makes sense. People don't care about Yue Kunlun and Qiqiao Linglong Tower, let alone these mundane things. Let him take on everything.