Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

Outside the Cangling Bone Realm, hundreds of cultivators have already gathered. Each of them is very powerful and is a cultivator at the Earth Realm level.

Among them, there are many great masters of the Quasi-Heaven Realm. They are white-haired. Although their blood and qi are declining and their life span is short, their strength is first-class and strong, which is fundamentally different from other Earth Realm cultivators.

Song Tianming guessed that these old Quasi-Heaven Realm masters must want to try their luck in the Cangling Bone Realm at the end of their life span.

At this time, the master of the Jian family came forward. He was an old man who was nearly a hundred years old. His hair and beard were all white, and his aura was stable. Although his cultivation was not high, only the cultivation of the middle stage of the Earth Realm, the scimitar he wore on his waist released an extremely terrifying aura. Several old men in the Quasi-Heaven Realm were very afraid and did not dare to act presumptuously.

Song Tianming looked at the scimitar on the waist of the old man of the Jian family with his eyes bulging, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

Because with Song Tianming's eyesight, he could see that it was a congenital magic weapon of the heavenly level, which contained the power and heritage comparable to that of a great cultivator in the heavenly realm.

Song Tianming thought to himself: "No wonder the Jian family only has an old man in the middle stage of the earthly realm, but no one dares to rob them, let alone pay attention to them. It turns out that there are relics of a great cultivator in the heavenly realm in the Jian family!"

Song Tianming looked at the scimitar on the waist of the old man of the Jian family and was very greedy. It was a congenital magic weapon. If he could get it, it would be enough to combine his World Devouring Demon Sword into a congenital magic weapon, thereby strengthening his combat power.

However, if you want to seize a congenital magic weapon that recognizes its master, the difficulty coefficient is no less than ascending to heaven. Song Tianming felt that it was difficult for him to do it at this time.

Yao Xing and Peng Yuedeng, who originally despised the cultivators of the Jian family, began to be in awe after witnessing the terrifying heritage of the Jian family relying on the great cultivator in the heavenly realm. They were in awe and respected them very much.

This is a world where strength is respected. Only strength is truly worthy of respect.

The old man of the Jian family looked around at everyone and said, "The Jian family token, one is two million spirit coins, first come first served, while stocks last."

After hearing the price, Song Tianming's legs were trembling, and his heart couldn't stop bleeding. A Jian family token actually cost two million spirit coins. This is simply robbery. Even a group of earth realm cultivators may have to save for half a lifetime to save so many spirit coins.

Some slightly poor earth realm cultivators said angrily: "Jian family, you are going too far. Last time your token was still one million spirit coins, but now you have doubled the price. It's shameless!"

Facing the doubts of others, the old man of the Jian family sitting in the center said lightly: "In the past ten years, the environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically. The materials for making the Jian family token are extremely difficult to cultivate. Two million spirit coins are already a very fair price. If you don't want it, no one will ask you to buy it."

"Hmph! Do you really think that without your Jian family's token, we, the earth realm masters, can't explore the Cangling Bone Realm? Brothers, let's go. We don't want this Jian family's token!"

"Well said!"

While speaking, a team of earth realm masters passed the old man of the Jian family and went straight to the Cangling Bone Realm.

In response, the old man of the Jian family did not stop them, but let them pass by sideways, as if he didn't care about their impulsiveness.

At this time, the earth realm monks who were ready to spend a lot of money to buy the Jian family's keepsake also stopped their actions. They stared at the team of earth realm monks who set out in front. If they could survive in the Cangling Bone Realm, it would mean that the current Cangling Bone Realm was not dangerous enough to require the Jian family's keepsake, and they could still save a huge amount of money.

The old man of the Jian family didn't care about this, and looked at the Cangling Bone Realm with a calm face.

This team of four extraordinary monks, like the light of dawn, took the lead and resolutely rushed into the dark depths of the Cangling Bone Realm, vowing to leave their own legend on this forgotten land.

The first one, named Yun Feiyang, was dressed in a flowing white robe, and his eyebrows revealed an extraordinary and otherworldly aura.

He was a body of wind spiritual root, proficient in the art of controlling the wind, and when his divine power swept the clouds, everything danced with the wind, indestructible.

In his hand, he held a flying sword named Chasing the Wind and the Moon. The sword was as light as a feather. Wherever the sword light went, the wind and thunder changed color, and he was invincible.

Following closely behind was Lin Wanqing, a female cultivator who was as gentle as water but also extraordinary in strength.

She had rare wood and water spiritual roots, and could control the power of nature. Under her magical power, dead trees would come back to life, and she could also turn water into ice, which would freeze thousands of miles.

His magic weapon was a "jade gourd", which contained the universe and could collect all things, and could also release healing water to moisten the heart and save the dying and the wounded.

The third one, Lei Zhentian, was a genius with a single spiritual root of the thunder system.

His magical power "Thunderbolt" could trigger the thunder of the nine heavens and bombard all things with amazing power.

He held a "purple lightning hammer" in his hand, and the hammer was surrounded by purple lightning. Every swing was accompanied by deafening thunder, which frightened the enemy.

The last person was named Mo Wuhen. He was aloof and low-key, but he possessed the amazing shadow-related magical power of invisible shadow.

In battle, he was like a ghost in the night, approaching the enemy silently and delivering a fatal blow.

And his magic weapon was a seemingly ordinary but actually mysterious Netherworld Dagger. The dagger was engraved with ancient runes, which could absorb the enemy's vitality and transform it into its own power.

There is no doubt that this four-man team is a very standard team. Everyone in the team is not a good person and has extremely powerful strength.

The overall combat effectiveness of this team is not even inferior to that of Song Tianming's team.

However, Cangling Bone Realm is not an easy place.

As the four-man team went deeper, the sleeping undead gradually revived among the mountains. Some of them were wearing iron armor and holding sharp blades, while others were wearing black robes and had green eyes. They rushed towards the four people like a tide.

For a time, wind and thunder, frost and flames intertwined, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Yun Feiyang waved his flying sword and tried to disperse the army of undead with the momentum of sweeping away the clouds.

Lin Wanqing offered the Jade Gourd and released the healing water to provide a steady stream of life support for teammates.

Lei Zhentian roared, waved the purple electric hammer, and under the thunder, the undead fell one after another.

Mo Wuhen shuttled between the battlefields, his nether dagger flashing, silently harvesting the lives of the undead.

This team of four was indeed extraordinary, each of them was a super strong man at the earth level, a little stronger than Yao Xing and Peng Yue.

Even the undead all over the mountains did not cause much trouble to them.