Chapter 25 The place where ancient cultivation sits
The sand was soft, and Yang Cheng quickly dug a narrow passage around the boulder.
But just when he felt that it was almost possible to open a cave here, the Qingming Sword in his hand suddenly cut away, and only a hole was exposed on the earth wall in front of him.
Yang Cheng felt strange and slashed with his sword again, quickly expanding the hole into an opening that could allow people to enter and exit.
Then he opened his spiritual sense and looked inside. His face suddenly changed color, and he quickly reached inside and said, "Yang Cheng didn't know this was the cave of senior, please forgive me!"
After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside. Yang Cheng felt inexplicably anxious and said it again, but still got no reply.
After a pause, Yang Cheng walked inside with some surprise.
What caught his eye was a hall that suddenly opened up. There was a stone bed in the end, and a person was sitting on it.
When he got closer, Yang Cheng finally saw it clearly.
The immortal cultivator sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, his robes had long been rotten and tattered, and his whole body was no longer flesh and blood, turning into a skeleton.
It must have been a long time since I passed away.
Seeing this scene, Yang Cheng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
With a glance, Yang Cheng noticed several things placed next to the skeleton, and he was suddenly surprised again.
But since Yang Cheng has arrived at the cave and disturbed the other party, the other party's bones can no longer be placed like this.
After giving a solemn salute to the sitting immortal cultivator, Yang Cheng turned around and dug a hole against the wall.
Since the bones of the ancient cultivators of Zuo Hua were almost decaying, Yang Cheng very carefully put all the bones into the pit, covered them with soil, and buried them.
Looking back, I saw a few square blue and white jade stones and a fist-sized stone left on the stone bed.
Yang Cheng put all the several things into the storage bag, searched for them in the hall, and finally walked out of the cave where the ancient monks were sitting.
When he got out of the cave entrance, Yang Cheng raised his Qing Ming Sword and started slashing at the cliff. Soon the earth and rocks began to collapse and fall, completely burying the cave.
"In this case, no one will bother the senior anymore, and the senior can truly sleep forever!" Yang Cheng said again with his hand in hand.
After all, it was the place where ancient cultivators rested. After thinking about it, Yang Cheng decided not to treat this place as a cave, otherwise he would inevitably have a weird feeling in his heart.
However, since no one has discovered the place where the ancient cultivator sat for so many years, it means that few people come to this place, so the next step in Yangcheng will be much simpler.
So I reopened a cave not far away, made some shelter, entered it, took out the mat I brought with me, placed it on a simple earth bed, and began to rest with my eyes closed.
After a day and a night, Yang Cheng finally woke up. He felt very energetic, but immediately felt hungry in his belly. He quickly got up, took out a porcelain bottle from his storage bag, poured out a pill and drank it.
There are ten pills in a bottle of the three spiritual stones of Bigu Pill. Yang Cheng bought them at Yunjianfang Market when he went out. If you take one pill, you will not feel hungry for ten days and a half.
Yang Cheng originally thought that any bottle would be enough, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly fall into the blood evil field for such a long time.
Fortunately, I found another bottle in the storage bag on the seventh level of Qi Refining, and I survived. There was no such tragic thing as starving to death in the Blood Fiend Plain.
Now that I think about it, Yang Chengdu still has lingering fears and chills running down his spine.
Then sitting on the earth bed, Yang Cheng immediately became energetic, took out a few storage bags from his body, opened them with a "crash" and poured out two piles of things.
After entering the Blood Fiend Plain, Yang Cheng received a total of two storage bags, and one of them belonged to a foundation-building immortal cultivator.
But at that time I just took a cursory look, looking for something that could be used immediately, and did not organize it carefully.
Now that we have left the Blood Fiend Plain, before we have time to rest, we have obtained several items left by the ancient monks.
The surprise came so quickly, which made Yang Cheng feel like "if you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky", but there were some things on him that were unclear and a bit blurry, and it was indeed urgent to clean them up at this time.
Yang Cheng first counted the storage bags of the immortal cultivators in the foundation-building period.
Not surprisingly, there were a lot of miscellaneous things in the other party's storage bag, but none of them seemed to be very good.
Picking up the magic weapons, Yang Cheng looked at them one by one and put them down again, leaving only two items beside him.
The quality of the other magic weapons was not very high. Yang Cheng picked one or two to keep for his own use. The rest were planned to be disposed of in Fangshi and replaced with elixirs and spirit stones when he returned to Lingjian Sect.
There is half a bottle of elixir, and Yang Cheng guesses that it is used by the immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage. This can be used at critical times, but it must be checked first to see if it is suitable, so as to avoid the medicine being too strong and not being absorbed well enough to cause injury to the meridians.
If it really doesn't work, I'll sell them all together and replace them with elixirs for the Qi refining period.
"Huh?" Yang Cheng reached out and picked up a spiritual stone and looked at it.
The spirit stone in his hand is earthy red and is a fire attribute spirit stone. However, it is larger than ordinary spirit stones. The inside is more crystal clear and the smoke inside is misty, which obviously contains extremely abundant spiritual energy.
"Mid-grade spiritual stone!" Yang Cheng exclaimed in surprise and picked it up again.
After some inspection, a total of four middle-grade spiritual stones were obtained from the storage bags of the foundation-building immortal cultivators. There were more than a hundred low-grade spiritual stones left, which made Yang Cheng very happy.
In the world of cultivating immortals, one middle-grade spiritual stone can be worth hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones, which is extremely valuable. Until now, Yang Cheng has never owned a middle-grade spiritual stone. This time, his wish was finally fulfilled.
Then Yang Cheng looked at the items in the tall Qi Refining Seven-layer storage bag, and put two or three magical artifacts into the magical artifacts he was going to sell, and they would be disposed of together when the time comes.
There was a bottle and a half of the elixir. Yang Cheng opened it and looked at it. It was suitable for him to use now.
In addition, there are more than a hundred spiritual stones, which are pretty good, but there are no middle-grade spiritual stones, so Yang Cheng has put away all of them.
As for the remaining pile of debris, Yang Cheng didn't want it, so he simply dug a hole on the spot and buried it all.
After sorting out the two storage bags, Yang Cheng estimated that the value of all the items together was more than three thousand spirit stones, which was a huge fortune.
This does not include the Qingming Sword Falling Golden Pagoda and talismans, otherwise, the spiritual stones would have to be doubled at least.
Finally, Yang Cheng's eyes fell on a few items he obtained from Guxiu Cave Mansion yesterday.
Three pieces of blue and white jade and a stone as big as a fist.
Yang Cheng first picked up the stone that looked like ore, with some blue dots on it.
The things worthy of being left behind by ancient cultivators should be very high-end materials, but Yang Cheng couldn't tell what they were.
Then he looked at the jade stones that were as big as eggs and shaped like large jade slips, picked one up and turned it over in his hand.
Finally, Yang Cheng had an idea and put it on his forehead, trying to inject spiritual consciousness into it to see if it would work. This chapter has been completed!