"Peyuan Jin Ginseng, so many Peiyuan Jin Ginseng!" Lin Haoming looked at this field and was planted with valuable treasures like Peiyuan Jin Ginseng.
Lin Haoming doubted whether he had read it wrong, but squatted down and checked it carefully to confirm that it was indeed a half-acre land of Peiyuan Jinzan, plus hundreds of them were added.
Could it be that the Peiyuan Jin Ginseng on this fairy mountain is equivalent to an ordinary radish? Lin Haoming couldn't believe it, but the facts in front of him were right in front of him, so Lin Haoming had to believe it.
No matter what, Lin Haoming would never miss this great benefit at this moment, and he excavated immediately. The size of Peiyuan Jin Ginseng was much thicker than what he had obtained at the beginning. Thinking that no one had been in charge of this for more than 100,000 years, it was normal to become like this, but Lin Haoming couldn't say how effective the Peiyuan Jin Ginseng was.
After digging for more than half an hour, Lin Haoming took half acre of Peiyuan Jinzan for himself. At this moment, he looked at the house next to the field, looked at the already open door, and walked in directly.
The house was very empty, as if someone had taken away everything when he left. Lin Haoming walked around but found nothing valuable, which made him feel very disappointed. However, this situation also made Lin Haoming suspect that people were originally living in this fairy mountain, otherwise how would the half-acre land of Peiyuan Jin Ginseng be explained? From the back, it seems that something is likely to happen here. The people on the mountain withdrew, and when they evacuated, they took everything away. Only the half-acre land of Peiyuan Jin Ginseng beside the outside, probably the seeds that had just been sown, so they didn't care. As a result, they have grown into ginseng thicker than radish.
To verify whether what he was thinking was correct, Lin Haoming continued to move up and soon saw another field, but the field was obviously not sown and was covered with various weeds. However, among these so-called weeds, Lin Haoming actually found precious medicinal materials rare in the tree species. Lin Haoming took them away without hesitation, and then went into the house to check it out, and found that it seemed that it was emptied.
Next, Lin Haoming also discovered several similar houses and fields, as if this was the case outside the mountain house cluster. Among them, Lin Haoming also discovered a spiritual field planted with dragon scale zhi.
This dragon scale zhi is even more valuable than Peiyuan Jinginseng. It looks like adhering dragon scales on the outside, but in fact it is a rare treasure that strengthens tendons and veins. The dragon scale zhi does not even need to be refined into elixirs. After picking it, it can make the meridians stronger by using it directly.
Lin Haoming looked at so many dragon scale zhi. For him, the level of refining veins is no longer a difficult task because of these treasures. I am afraid that his tendons and veins will be strong enough if they don’t need to be eaten.
Looking at the dragon scale zhi here, Lin Haoming was sure that most of the people living in this fairy mountain retreated in a hurry, and this happened. But why is this happening here? Lin Haoming couldn't figure it out for a moment, but Lin Haoming didn't plan to think too much at this moment. Just like when dealing with Peiyuan Jinzan before, Lin Haoming quickly began to pick the dragon scale zhi.
Picking dragon scale zircon is much more difficult than picking Peiyuan Jinjin, because dragon scale zircon must be uprooted and cannot be damaged at all. Otherwise, the medicinal properties of dragon scale zircon will gradually fade away. Even if it is frozen, it will become an ordinary object for less than three years.
Lin Haoming only picked half of it, and suddenly his eyes turned to the foot of the mountain. At this time, he found that someone was also following the mountain road up the mountain.
Because Lin Haoming didn't need to get rid of the troubles of illusion before, he was the first to enter the fourth floor. It would be hard to guarantee who Lin Haoming came in next. Although he and his group came in earlier, the people from the Emperor Heaven Palace followed closely, and now he has worn the mask given to him by Wuyou, and no one recognizes him anymore.
Lin Haoming knew that even the man was not so fast even when he went up the mountain, and it was not on the same path as him. In addition, it would take some time to explore along the way, so he stepped up the picking and waited until the dragon scale zhi was finished picking, the man had already gone into some houses to explore.
Lin Haoming knew that he might not have much time left, so he no longer wanted to go into the next room first to take a look, and then enter the upper house group.
The room was as clean as before. Lin Haoming quickly swept each room and planned to leave. However, when he pushed open an equally empty room, he found that there was a painting on one wall in this empty room.
This painting is directly painted on the wooden wall. The ones used for building houses here are carefully refined iron wood, so there is still no trace of damage over the years.
Lin Haoming walked up to this painting and looked at the painting.
This painting is very simple, just a knife, a knife that just happened to be chopped down. Lin Haoming stood in front of him and felt that the knife seemed to be about to chop on him.
Lin Haoming stared at the painting, and the more he looked, the more he felt that it was not like a painting, as if someone had used some means to seal a spiritual divine sword inside the wooden wall.
Why is this happening? Lin Haoming was a little incomprehensible, and reached out to touch the blade, and suddenly felt a pain in his fingers. The painting seemed to be really spiritual. The knife inside the painting actually cut his fingers, and the blood oozed out of the fingers did not paint the painting, but was absorbed by the knife.
"Hehe, it's really interesting to draw spiritual things!" Just as Lin Haoming sighed, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
Lin Haoming turned around and looked, it turned out that the person who came in was Yuan Tiannu. He actually reached the fourth floor one step earlier than the others.
"My friend Lin, you are very quick to move. You actually reached the fourth floor before me." Yuan Tianqiu passed the mask to Lin Haoming, so he recognized Lin Haoming at a glance.
"Brother Yuan is moving quickly, and he can get here so quickly if he is alone." Lin Haoming also smiled and complimented.
"I came all the way with the people from the Emperor Tian Palace, and I rushed to the third floor before them, and found a room to teleport over. However, when I came up, I saw two of the saints with you who were also here." Yuan Tiannu did not hide anything.
"So we're moving faster!" Lin Haoming nodded.
"Yes, since you discovered this painting first, just put it away. This painting is already spiritual and contains the will of the painter. Looking at this painting, it is estimated that the painter himself is a master of swordsmanship, and it is sharp and powerful. After you sacrifice and refine it, you can directly use it as a mysterious treasure." Yuan Tian explained angrily.
"How do I take the painting?" Lin Haoming asked.
"Just saw the wall directly and cover it with a piece of white cloth!" Yuan Tian said angrily.
Chapter completed!