Porter of Two Worlds

A few things lined up. After checking them one by one, Aspen's heart was inexplicably surprised. He can even be sure that the remaining things of the blood lotus are not as precious as these things!

The first are those three books, all of which are precious to the extreme.

One of them was written on a white cover with the words "Big Bright Sword". Each word and stroke was like a peerless swordmang gushing out.

No need to guess, this is the skill of Jing Chen who was the leader of the blood lotus religion. Poplar turned it a little. This book is not only complete, but also records of Jing Chen's own cultivation experience!

Another blue-covered book, five centimeters thick, was made of the leather of some kind of animal, and it felt like a crispy touch.

"The Secret of the Thunder, I did not expect it to be the Secret of the Thunder!" Seeing the four words written on the cover in the words of the world ’s largest country, the Tianyuan Empire, Bai Xin moved and opened the book.

At the end, Poplar reluctantly found that this Thunder Secret is still not complete, but it allows people to cultivate to the peak of the realm of kings, a level higher than that sent by Chen Yong.

Closing the book, Bai Yang knows that this is already very good. The true source of the Thunder Secret cannot be studied. The original text is still annihilated in the long river of history. It can be regarded as good fortune to get the part below the king's realm. Great martial arts, if you practice to the peak of the realm of the king, you are fully qualified to be a strong person in the realm of the emperor!

The last book is also a practice method, made of sturdy black flakes similar to jade, with the name of the four Tianyuan Empire characters on the cover of "Burning True Gong".

The four words are blood red, and it looks as if the sea of ​​blood is tumbling.

After opening the book and hurriedly browsing, Bai Yang realized the power of this exercise. This is not a martial art of fighting, nor is it a method of practicing true elements, but a body training exercise.

There are a total of nine layers, each of which has doubled its strength. Once the nine layers are fully trained, they will receive hundreds of times of strength. I am afraid that an ordinary person can challenge the master of martial arts after all the ninth layers have been cultivated.

However, this book is a taboo method. He provides powerful power by burning his own flesh and energy. The book says that if the ninth layer is used, even the strongest person in the realm of the king will gain hundreds of times. At the same time of strength, I am afraid that the flesh and blood of a person who breathes the whole person will be drained into fly ash!

This is purely a desperate method, and it will be carried out when there is no way, otherwise I'm afraid to hang up before hurting others.

"Since Jingchen has this practice for Mao who hasn't practiced, otherwise, when he died at the time, the results were unknown."

Bai Yang murmured, puzzled, but Jing Chen was too dead to die anymore, and he could not verify. Perhaps he also understood the shortcomings of this exercise so he did not practice at all ...

MMPs are all things cultivated by warriors. Nothing you can use yourself!

Scolding inwardly, Aspen can only put away three books. These three exercises, a single one out, will probably cause a **** storm, but Aspen can only see and cannot practice.

Take it back, practice it for anyone who likes it, it's so decided ...

Then there are two pictures, one of which is exactly a picture, and the two-meter-long scroll shows a woman who can almost be said to be able to upset sentient beings. Her white coat flutters, and she slightly looks up at the sky, as if she wants to enter the sky another world.

There is no text introduction on this painting, which makes Bai Yang look blank. Who is the woman on the painting? Jingchen's wife?

This picture is put together with several practice secrets. At first Bai Yang felt very precious. Now it seems that it is useless at all, and once again enjoys the peerless beauty on the picture scroll. Bai Yang puts it away. He decides that if his hand is tight If you sell it, it is worth some money.

After the other picture was developed, it was three square feet in size, made of the skin of an animal, and the curved lines on it outlined a map, marked with red paint somewhere.

However, this picture still has no text introduction, and the ghost knows what it means.

"This is a map. Is it a treasure map? But there is no text on it. I am not familiar with this world. The ghost knows what it is!"

Looking at this map, Bai Yang scratched his head. Do you really want to write a word for the person who draws the picture?

Aspen reluctantly can only put it away and then study it slowly.

Followed by a knife, a meter long, a knife as clear as Yuehua, wide palm, slightly curved, thin as cicada wings, almost transparent, at first glance is extremely sharp killing weapon.

The weird thing is that this knife has no handle, sharp ends, and it looks like a stretched meniscus.

"Big bright sword!"

Poplar Shen Sheng said to himself, looking at the knife, he suddenly thought of the peerless swordman when Jing Chen was performing martial arts, clearly distinct.

"At that time, Jing Chen and Chen Yongfa were not serious in fighting, because he had not yet taken out the knife. If he used the knife to perform a bright knife, it would be even more powerful, but later his storage ring and this I took the knife away, and he didn't have a chance to use the knife in the end ... "

Having figured this out, Bai Yang rushed to sorrow for Jingchen. If he had this knife at that time, even if Jing Shiliantai was gone, facing Chen Yongfa's Xuanhuang gourd, he would not have the chance to survive or even fight back!

In this regard, Poplar can only say that fate is really annoying.

In the end, the black metal box was left. It was thirty centimeters high, half a meter wide, and one meter long, and the whole body was dark without any decoration. If there was not a keyhole on it to prove that it was a box, Poplar would think it was just a Iron stunned.

The box does not know what material it is made of, and it is extremely sturdy. In addition, without the key, the poplar cannot be opened at all.

The blood-stained sword had no traces on it, and the blue power flame burned his fart. How did this happen?

Then Poplar aimed at the knife on the side.

Nianli parcel made it fly in the sky. This knife is very heavy. A handleless knife with a palm width and a thickness as long as a cicada wing is at least a thousand pounds. It is estimated that only Jingchen knows what material it is made of.

Without tangling these, Poplar controlled the knife and chopped it down towards darkness.

With a light noise, the inky box that Tony Nai couldn't help was cut off by a big bright knife, tearing a piece of paper!

Taking a sip of air-conditioning, Bai Yang was shocked. The knife was too sharp!

I ca n’t control that much, let ’s take a look at the boxes and you have something good to say.

After the box was opened, an irregular piece of cyan metal lay in it, and at a glance, it was known that it was a fragment of something.

"What is this stuff?"

Confused, Aspen touched the blue metal with his hands, and there was no other feeling cold.

Fragments? A piece of metal? As the leader of the blood lotus religion, Jing Chen has a hobby of collecting garbage?

With a doubt in his head, Aspen looked at the cyan metal fragment, puzzled.

But one thing he can be sure about is that since this thing was collected by Jingchen, there must be something extraordinary. With his eyes wide open and careful observation, Poplar found that the metal fragments had countless complex texture symbols, which were too small to begin with. Nothing was found.

Those texture symbols seem to be naturally generated, mysterious and natural. Complex texture symbols are not limited to the surface of the metal fragments, but also the inside. This can be seen from the faults of the metal fragments.

To determine this, Aspen tried to penetrate the mind into the cyan metal fragments.

then……

"Hold grass, what about things?" Bai Yang stared blankly at the empty box.

He only felt that after his mind met the cyan metal fragments, the thing disappeared instantly, and he couldn't find it everywhere!

Hell!

As soon as his heart moved, Bai Yang's mind sank into the consciousness of the sea, and subconsciously, the secret path appeared, and the disappearing metal fragments appeared in the consciousness of the sea.

Bai Yang ’s sea of ​​knowledge is vast, but empty, except for his true spirit, which is the eight virtues of Golden Lotus, and now he needs to count a piece of metal ~ www.readwn.com ~ A large irregular cyan metal fragment Hanging high above the nine days of the poplar's knowledge of the sea, it crosses so quietly without exception.

It hurts a bit. Poplar Zhenling flew up to the shard and tried to move it. However, the gadget seemed to take root. Let Poplar Shiwei just be motionless.

"This is my chassis, okay. What do you want a foreigner to do!"

Aspen still doesn't believe in evil, the power flames rise in the space of the sea, and the power flashes tossing the shard, but no matter how the shard does the ass, it doesn't matter.

Is this special!

As soon as Bai Yang became fierce, he urged the eight-pin merit Jinlian to smash it. I'm afraid that the eight-pin merit Jinlian who the king of the kingdom did not dare to resist, could not believe the broken metal.

However, the fact is that Poplar's eight-grade merit Jinlian smashed on the metal block, and the horrible blow still did not matter, but it was the eight-grade merit Jinlian that collapsed and flew!

This……

Poplar recalled Jin Lian, and looked at the fragment again, wanting to cry without tears, why did I trick anyone?

Nothing but the metal fragments, the other party seems to be harmless to himself, tossing for a long time Aspen had to withdraw from the sea.

Very embarrassing, what do you say that a blood lotus cult leader has nothing to do with collecting these messy things, isn't this a daddy, but what am I doing now? Are there stones in your head? Doesn't count, there is a stone in the sea?

Scratching his head, scratching his head, Aspen scratched his head into a henhouse and didn't understand what was going on.

He had a big heart. Since the thing seemed harmless, and he had no accidents, he went with him for a while, and there was always a way to figure it out later.

No longer tangled, he walked out of the cabin and decided to ask how long it took to reach his destination. After speaking so long, the kittens didn't know what to worry about ...