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Chapter 38 Proceeds from Sacrifice

For Zhao Huaizhong, the Baoxiang Palace actually had limited uses.

Moreover, it has been occupied by the Eclipse Cult for many years, and they have been doing dirty things there, killing people, refining souls, and eating them alive, just like a devil's cave.

The key is, with so many people dead, how many bacteria must there be?

Therefore, Zhao Huaizhong did not care about this thing. He asked Baiyao to take back all the captured items for sacrifice.

As soon as he entered the stone palace, the monster was extremely happy.

Zhao Huaizhong went to Shimen Mountain to play for several days, and he was about to get cold if he didn't come back.

"Human, you are finally here. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you so much."

The monster confessed affectionately, and then found the Baoxiang Tiangong held in Zhao Huaizhong's hand: "This is an unparalleled treasure! You actually have an artifact of this level, which shows how powerful the power you control is."

The monster made up his mind to lick Zhao Huaizhong, and his words sounded better.

Zhao Huaizhong stopped: "Do you know this thing?"

"I don't know, but the floating magic circle that can sense the sacrifice within it should be a treasure with great origins."

The monster soon revealed its true purpose: "In this palace, there is a strong yin energy and many resentful spirits. Human beings, please give them to me."

By absorbing the aura in the palace, I can restore my spiritual body and more memories, and I can help you better."

Zhao Huaizhong curled up the corner of his mouth, thinking very beautifully.

He took out the grimace bronze medal and pushed it with strength, and the Yin Qi accumulated in the Heavenly Palace slowly flowed out and merged into the bronze medal.

However, the process of absorbing the yin energy of the Heavenly Palace and transferring it to the bronze medal took a long time, which was beyond Zhao Huaizhong's expectation.

It was not until an hour later that most of the Yin Qi accumulated in the palace was transferred to the bronze medal.

The remaining Yin Qi in the Heavenly Palace could not be completely absorbed no matter what, and turned into a layer of Yin-cold blood energy that lingered inside and outside the Heavenly Palace.

The bronze medal swallowed up a lot of yin energy and began to change.

On the ghostly face on the surface, the two eyes emit a miserable blue halo, just like the ghostly face opening its eyes, which is extremely frightening.

"Has this bronze medal been upgraded from bronze to silver?" Zhao Huaizhong took it in his hand and checked it.

"Human, your bronze medal is nourished by yin energy and can be sacrificed and refined. I will teach you a sacrificial refining method that can turn the bronze medal into an oni mound, and then you can raise powerful ghosts in the future. If you raise it well, you may breed it in the future.

The ghost king." The monster is eager to show its value.

Zhao Huaizhong ignored him, walked to the giant pillar of the Immortal Platform, stretched out his hand to touch it, and the ancient altar slowly moved out.

He raised his hand and placed Baoxiang Tiangong on the altar.

"This human being is quite courageous. These exotic treasures are sacrificed as soon as they are said to be sacrificed." The monster muttered to himself.

On the altar, a bright light suddenly appeared, and the Palace of Treasures and Heavens suddenly disappeared.

This is Zhao Huaizhong’s third successful sacrifice!

He thought for a while and placed the ghost-faced bronze medal in his hand on the altar. The monster roared, so distressed that he couldn't breathe: "Human, that bronze medal cannot be sacrificed, otherwise how can I absorb the Yin energy."

Zhao Huaizhong glanced at the monster. Baiyao destroyed the Shixiang Sect and obtained several other secret weapons of ghosts. It would not be a problem to solve the problem of the monster's food rations.

Zhao Huaizhong wanted to try ghost items and see if the altar would accept them.

Unfortunately, there was no movement at the altar and no bronze medals were collected.

So Zhao Huaizhong took back the bronze medal and turned to look at the giant pillar of Sendai.

As usual, after collecting the sacrifices, the Sendai Giant Pillar should give feedback after the sacrifice.

What can you get by sacrificing something like Baoxiang Celestial Palace?

The moment Zhao Huaizhong turned around, the giant pillars of Xiantai shimmered with light.

One of the patterns depicts ancient ancestors kneeling to worship a mysterious figure in the sky. An ancient scroll in the figure's hand slowly emerges from the surface of the Xiantai column and becomes available for removal.

Zhao Huaizhong jumped up and took the ancient scroll in his hand.

This is a yellowed ancient scroll. The material seems to be silk cloth or paper. It is extremely tough, soft and thin, and has a faint black-yellow brilliance.

The ancient scroll is very thick, slightly larger than the palm of a hand, and is filled with words that are older than the seal script and have the same font as those on the Sendai giant pillar.

Zhao Huaizhong flipped through it casually: "This is an ancient scroll that introduces the 'origin of writing'. It explains the real writing method of this ancient font on the giant pillar in Sendai?

The scroll says that this font is the origin of the power of immortals and demons, and the ancient scroll is called the origin scroll..."

"Human, that ancient scroll is made of fairy and magic silk. What is recorded in it? Can you let me have a look?" the monster asked loudly.

"Stay here for a while." Zhao Huaizhong continued to look through the ancient scrolls.

However, the content in the volume seems to contain magical power and is very obscure. It is the kind of book where every word can be barely understood, and when combined together, it becomes a heavenly book.

Except for a small part of the opening chapter, Zhao Huaizhong looked confused and confused about the rest of the content.

He took the ancient scroll and walked out of the palace, preparing to go back and study it. Before leaving the house, he gave the monster a vial. The Yin Qi in it could keep the monster alive for five days.

"This human being is cunning and stingy. If this continues, I'm afraid I will never be able to get out of trouble." The monster murmured to himself.

That night, Zhao Huaizhong had been studying the ancient scrolls.

After finally traveling through time, he encountered a difficulty that was difficult to overcome for the first time, and was stuck by the contents of the ancient scroll.

I watched it all night, and my sleep was wasted all night, but I learned nothing.

The things in the ancient scroll were like washing powder. They were rinsed clean after reading them. Zhao Huaizhong found that he couldn't remember them at all, which was really weird.

Early the next morning, he first went to attend the court meeting, and then went to Xuangu Academy.

During his trip to Shimen Mountain, Mu Yangjing had someone send a message asking him to see him when he returned.

Only she had this kind of confidence. Even though Zhao Huaizhong was the crown prince of Qin, she could calmly invite Zhao Huaizhong instead of asking for an audience.

After entering Xuangu Academy, the carriage went straight to the depths of the academy and stopped outside the gate of Huacaoju.

The plain-looking maid whom I met last time had been waiting outside the door, leading Zhao Huaizhong inside with an expressionless face.

After entering a quiet room, Zhao Huaizhong met Mu Yangjing, who was famous in the Seven Kingdoms.

She has an almost charming oval face, a smooth forehead, clear and divine eyes, a straight and delicate nose, and rosy and plump lips... Her appearance is as charming as her status.

Bitch.

She was sitting on the couch, wearing a goose-yellow dress. In the midsummer, the dress was thin, showing her undulating, graceful body. On her feet, she wore only white stockings, which outlined her small and delicate feet.

Zhao Huaizhong turned his attention to Jiang Shu who was standing beside Mu Yang, dressed in moon-white clothes and concentrating on making tea.

Big and small, the Shennong clan is also very capable in terms of appearance.

Zhao Huaizhong sat on the low seat opposite Mu Yangjing with a calm manner. There was a distance of three or four meters between the two of them, facing each other.

"Why did you ask me to come over?" Zhao Huaizhong said.

"Jiang Ji said that the Crown Prince once mentioned a grafting method that could be used for planting, so he invited the Crown Prince to come and discuss it."

Mu Yangjing got straight to the point: "I heard that the prince also has a gourd vine leaf. I wonder if he brought it to me for a look."

Her voice was soft and soft, and she actually sounded very gentle.

Zhao Huaizhong then took out the gourd leaves from his sleeve.

The gourd leaves have been picked for many days, but they are no longer wilted. They are still green and full of vitality.

Mu Yangjing stretched out her slender green hands, took the leaf, looked at it for a moment and said: "This is not the vine leaf of the Jiushan gourd. The leaves of the Jiushan gourd are much heavier than ordinary plants. They are important for the ancient Qi alchemists to refining their magic weapons."

Material!

The vine leaves of your gourd look similar to those of the Jiushan gourd at first glance, but they are actually different."

The maid secretly pouted at the side and said that a rare treasure like the Nine Mountain Gourd should not fall into the hands of the Crown Prince of Qin.

"Oh, I wonder if everyone, Mu, can tell what kind of gourd I have?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.


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