The victory came so suddenly, and the performance of this monk of the same level in the frontal battle was so weak that it gave Zhao Shoushou a sense of illusion. If the monk hadn't been nailed to the ground motionless, he wouldn't have believed it until now.
In the previous harassment battles, although I could guess and even feel the enemy's weakness, I couldn't believe that he would be so weak that he could hardly fight back.
Especially when an attack by a bow and arrow spiritual weapon caused him a lot of trouble, he even suspected that a high-level monk was playing a cat and mouse game.
Zhao Shoushou really couldn't understand how such a weak monk could cross the death threshold of foundation building.
Even with the help of several elixirs, he has never forgotten the process and pain. Zhao Shoushou firmly believes that even with the help of foundation-building elixirs, this is still quite difficult.
"A bow-like spiritual weapon that can be used far or near, with flexible attack methods. This is the real treasure. The biggest gain of this trip." He didn't have too much entanglement, and immediately took the long bow that fell to the ground.
and the quiver on his back were all torn off.
Of course, the green leaf-like clothing that can help the monk become invisible will naturally not be given up. If this monk is not really a rookie, just a bow and arrow can defeat him head-on.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, every bow and arrow is refined from first-grade high-grade Qinghai-Tibet wood. It is a luxurious spiritual weapon. It is a big master of swallowing spiritual stones." Zhao Shoushou looked like a bumpkin who had never seen the world before.
First-grade high-grade Qinghai-Tibet wood is not a particularly precious spiritual material, but the quantity required for each bow and arrow is about twenty low-grade spiritual stones, which must be a considerable consumption in the long run.
In fact, Zhao Shoushou didn't know that attacking with special bows and arrows was just a special state of longbow-like spiritual weapons. Instead, they most commonly used bows and arrows condensed with mana, but they just didn't have time to refine them yet.
"With such a weak strength, I don't know if I can find any treasures in this Jindan Cave." After tearing off his storage bag, Zhao Shoushou didn't even bother to check the harvest, and used a special corpse-burning water to burn the battlefield.
After cleaning up, he immediately ran away.
The price of this corpse-burning water is not cheap. Each bottle only has ten drops worth three mid-grade spiritual stones. It can also be regarded as a special spiritual material. Its only feature is that it can erase all traces of the monk's existence, unless
The enemy's cultivation level is much higher.
In other words, only monks in the early stage of the Golden Elixir could possibly find traces of Zhao Shoushou's existence from some remaining clues.
Of course, the current crisis situation is obviously impossible. Not to mention whether there is a Golden Core Stage monk behind this weak Foundation Establishment Stage monk. Even if he wanted to come, he would not be able to come here for a while.
One day later, Zhao Shoushou had appeared in another direction of the Jindan Cave. The only thing that was the same was that the distance from the exit was always controlled within a hundred miles. Once the place collapsed due to the battle between the formation spirit and the ancestors of the Jindan period, it was ensured that he could be restored on the first day.
Leave for a while.
Another point that needs to be noted is that as a monk whose goal is to pick up leftovers, he is obviously basically satisfied with the current harvest. The motivation to continue moving forward has been greatly reduced. The most important thing is to keep the current harvest.
Since there is a reason for appearing here, because the "Condensing Water Art" practiced is a very pure inheritance of water attribute. It has various shortcomings, but the perception of water attribute spiritual material treasures is also extremely obvious.
His journey mainly came along a small stream going upstream. When he accidentally came into contact with the water, in addition to a special coldness, there seemed to be an original power contained in it.
This feeling came and went and could be cut off at any time, but Zhao Shoushou couldn't bear to let it go. Instead, he began to search for it bit by bit. Maybe this was a treasure that would greatly help improve his cultivation.
"Are all the answers to the mystery hidden in this small lake?" Half an hour later, a pocket-sized lake appeared in front of us.
Judging from the surrounding layout of a pavilion for three steps, a protrusion for five steps, and a flower bed for ten steps, this should be a place where the owner of this place, Master Chui Feng, relaxes in his spare time. Of course, it is currently being destroyed by monks like locusts.
, has basically been completely destroyed, leaving only a few remnants.
This so-called pocket-sized lake should also be where the ancestor of the Jindan period used to play or raise some water-type animals for fun and enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Of course, now everything has disappeared without a trace under the harassment of the world and the monks digging three feet into the ground. It's just that for some reason no one has noticed the special source power in the water.
Could it be because there was no pure water attribute monk before, or the special effect of the "Condensing Water Technique" passed down from ancient times.
This is not unreasonable. Although the by-product of the cultivation process, one yuan of heavy water, is not expensive, it can still be regarded as a special water-attribute spiritual treasure.
If it is not pure to a certain extent, how can it condense one yuan of heavy water drop by drop in the process of refining spiritual energy? Maybe his guess is close to the correct answer.
Zhao Shoushou is now standing in the center of the lake, using his spiritual consciousness and the water-attribute spiritual power in his Dantian to create a special vibration, looking for the possible source of the treasure.
Fortunately, this place is located on the outskirts, and the nearby treasures have already been snatched by the first wave of monks, so there is no chance that any monks will pass by here, otherwise this strange behavior will definitely cause some unnecessary trouble.
"The formation spirit falls, the cave collapses, the self-destruction formation is activated." The battle between the six Jindan ancestors and the formation spirits located in the main hall has also come to a conclusion. However, at the moment when the formation spirits are about to dissipate, they regard themselves as
Nutrient activates the self-destruction process of the formation. At that time, the entire cave will completely disappear, and the monks present will naturally have no way to escape.
Seeing this scene, the six Golden Core Stage monks rushed into the hall, took away some of the treasures placed outside, and left at a faster speed. The self-destruction of the third-level high-grade formation was a big surprise to them.
Saying the same is not an easy thing to bear.
"Where are you running from? Why don't you show up quickly?" Zhao Shoushou, who was also in the middle of the pocket-sized lake, had also noticed the existence of the treasure. After digging for a while, he decisively dug into the deep mud.
Crystals of various sizes appeared in his hands.
"The famous crystal stone, with the help of this treasure, wouldn't the second floor of the foundation be right in front of you?" Zhao Shoushou couldn't care less that the joy was being spread everywhere. There were cracks and cracks everywhere, which completely woke him up. He didn't even have time to check whether
There was also the presence of the crystal stone, which was already heading towards the exit.
The interior of Jindan Cave began to be damaged, and there was also a clear feeling outside. The initial entry formation and short-distance teleportation formation that were originally activated once every ten months have disappeared at the same time, leaving only a gap a hundred feet deep, like a gap in the earth.