Lin Xuan has to find a way to find another storage bag.
Not for the magic weapon, nor for the possible refining materials inside, but for the jade tube slip.
In the world of cultivation, the formation mage is a rarer profession than alchemy, and the broom is very precious. In the market, as long as there are crystals, you can always buy some basic alchemy skills.
However, there is absolutely no information related to formations. At most, there are some junk formation symbols for sale.
Lin Xuan has been interested in this way for a long time, so he will not miss the opportunity in front of him, but he doesn't know where the other party's storage bag is hidden...
Lin Xuan scratched his head, a strange color flashed in his eyes, his shoulders shook slightly, black light flashed across his body, and his whole aura became strange.
This yin and yang technique is indeed of infinite use.
Lin Xuan used his hands as claws and grabbed them in the air. A dark, ink-like ghost mist appeared out of thin air, wrapping the remains of the two monks in it.
Lin Xuan's face showed a solemn look, he made hand gestures and muttered words, and the cold air around his body fluctuated...
After a while, one of the skulls flew over and stopped in front of Lin Xuan.
More black energy emerged from Lin Xuan's body, covering the skull. Along with the shrill ghostly roar, a ray of remnant soul flew out from the skull's Heavenly Spirit Cap.
Lin Xuan's face showed joy, and with a flick of his finger, a black light belt rolled it back.
At this moment, Lin Xuan was performing the secret technique recorded in the "Xuan Mo Sutra".
It is indeed a magical power cultivated by the first person in the demonic way, and the various secret techniques in it are incredible.
For example, although there are soul-searching techniques for reading people's memories in ordinary righteous cultivation techniques, they are only useful for living people or recently dead creatures. However, the secret techniques in the "Xuan Mo Sutra" can be used to
Skeletons are used to read out some of the remaining memories of this person's life.
In fact, there is nothing surprising. Human beings have three souls and six souls. They will fall into the underworld after death, but there is always a residual soul that resides in the body during life and is reluctant to leave.
The principle of this secret technique is to find this remnant soul.
Of course, people cannot die for too long. If a hundred years pass, the remaining souls will dissipate on their own.
Lin Xuan looked at the green light trapped in the ghost mist, which was only as big as a finger. It had obviously lost its intelligence, and hoped that it still had the memory of its life.
Lin Xuan muttered words and released his spiritual consciousness...
After a while, Lin Xuan's whole body darkened, and he became upright again. Although the memory of the remaining soul was incomplete, fortunately, he found the jade tube slip.
Lin Xuan turned his head and glanced at the mountain wall on the left. It was dark and made of iron and stone.
This object has a similar hardness to the fine iron in the world, but it is of little use to cultivators. However, Lin Xuan has read about it in a book. Iron stone also has the effect of shielding the detection of spiritual consciousness, but unfortunately it is not very obvious, so
Easily ignored.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Xuan grabbed the air. A huge cyan ghost claw pierced into the iron stone.
A loud rumbling sound was heard. Although the object was hard, it was like tofu in front of Lin Xuan's magic. After a while, a bottomless hole was opened in the mountain wall.
Lin Xuan probed his consciousness into it, and after a while, a hint of joy appeared on his face. Wherever he moved his mind, something wrapped in blue ghost claws flew back.
Holding the jade tube in his hand, he took a look at the big hole opened by the green ghost claws. It was seven or eight feet deep. He didn't know how the formation mage hid it in, let alone what the other party did before he died.
What's the meaning.
Lin Xuan happily sank his consciousness into the jade tube slip.
Xuanji’s thoughts!
Lin Xuan's face showed surprise after just reading the first four words. Could it be...
Continue reading with suppressed joy.
After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan withdrew his consciousness, put the jade tube slip into his storage bag, and then walked forward.
Although the expression on his face was extremely calm, Lin Xuan's mood was ecstatic.
He only read more than a thousand words, all of which introduced the identity of the owner of the Jade Tong Jian. He originally thought that the other party was just an ordinary earth formation mage, but he didn't know that he was such a famous person.
Xuanji Sanren!
Thirty years ago, this would have been a very famous name among the immortal cultivators in Youzhou...
The first among the Youzhou Formation Masters.
Although he is a casual cultivator, he is highly respected by all the sects in Youzhou.
Even if there was a problem with the protective formation of the three righteous giants, they would still ask him to repair and improve it.
The formations and formation flags he made are extremely sought-after items. The popularity of this person is no less than that of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain.
The formation master is also a transcendent existence!
Even the Supreme Elders of the Big Three and those old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage are on equal terms with Xuanji Sanren. From this, it can be seen that he is highly valued.
Usually, formation masters are not very advanced in cultivation. Among the various arts of cultivation, this Tao is known for its breadth and depth. If you want to be proficient in formations, you naturally don’t have much time to practice. However, this person is a genius. For formations,
Able to draw inferences from one instance.
He is also the only formation master in Youzhou who has successfully condensed pills in thousands of years.
The jade tube slip in Lin Xuan's hand is what Xuanji Sanren has learned in his life. What is especially valuable is that every formation in it has his own comments and experiences.
This time I found a treasure. The value of this item is not inferior to that of Netherworld Cold Iron.
Lin Xuan kept calm and walked forward quickly. He had been delayed for so long just now, but he didn't want Mo Mang to swallow the treasure alone.
According to the records on the map, after passing through several forked roads, Lin Xuan came to an extremely wide space.
There are steep mountain walls on both sides. At a glance, they are thousands of feet high and look extremely majestic.
And Mo Mang stood in front of a mountain wall, motionless, as if in a daze.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mo Mang turned his head.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" Lin Xuan looked at the mountain wall in front of him.
"This should be one of the places where ancient monks stored treasures, but I can't open it." Mo Mang shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Let me take a look." Lin Xuan walked closer, and sure enough, there was a huge stone door blocking the front.
Lin Xuan touched it and found that it was ice cold. There was nothing abnormal. He pushed hard with his hand and it didn't move at all.
Lin Xuan tilted his head, thought for a moment, took back his hand, flicked his fingers, and shot out a sword energy.
The stone gate's halo flashed, and a layer of blue light appeared. It easily spread the sword energy.
Lin Xuan frowned, but he was not surprised. He stretched out his hand again, and with a breath, pale golden pure Yang Dan fire burned in his palm.
"Brother Lin, it's useless. I have tried all kinds of methods before you came. None of them have any effect on this weird restriction. I don't know whether it was the ancient monks in the Nascent Soul stage or the predecessors of our demon race in the transformation stage.
Come down." Mo Mang sighed and whispered helplessly.
Although the two of them have their own secrets, they still need to work together before hunting for treasure. Lin Xuan still believes in each other's words, but he still has to give it a try.
Place your palm wrapped in elixir fire towards the stone door.
It hasn't been touched yet. The weird blue light appears again.
The two golden and blue lights intertwined...
Lin Xuan felt a huge force coming from his palm.
He was thrown away with a bang, and the spiritual power in Lin Xuan's body was flowing. It was not easy to resolve it, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes.
This thing obviously doesn't look like a formation, but more like a stone gate restriction set up by ancient monks with their heaven-defying magical powers.
What’s even weirder is that it’s still running intact after millions of years.
It can be broken through with brute force, but it requires at least the cultivation of late-stage pill condensation to have any hope.
Even if he joins forces with the demon cultivator, it will still take several months.
Lin Xuan didn't want to delay. He didn't know what Tian Xiaojian's current situation was. It would be fine if he died. What if that boy was lucky enough to come back here and even bring the Extreme Demon Lord here? Don't say anything at that time. Treasure hunt, I'm afraid I won't even be able to drink the soup.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan couldn't help but look extremely ugly.
At this moment, he noticed some strange small characters next to the stone door.
The font is not big. It is really hard to notice unless you are careful.
Lin Xuan came over.
Mo Mang was stunned for a moment. He also came around with a happy face, but then he showed a look of confusion: "What is this? It's not the writing of our demon clan. I don't know."
Lin Xuan did not speak, but continued to identify carefully, with an expression on his face that alternated between worry and joy.
"Why, do you know Brother Lin?"
"I can barely recognize it." Lin Xuan raised his head calmly.
This is a kind of writing that is very rare among humans in ancient times. It can be said that only one person in a million can recognize it today. However, it happens that Lin Xuan is the young master of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain and likes to read alchemy books extensively.
Some of the strange prescriptions handed down from ancient times were written in this kind of writing.
Although Lin Xuan dare not say that he has omniscience, he can generally understand what is written on it.
"Brother Lin is really a genius. How about it? Have you found a way to break these excuses and bans?"
"It's very simple. It requires the blood of a demon clan in the transformation stage and a human monk in the elixir-condensing stage or above." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"Transformation stage?" Mo Mang frowned: "Due to the special reasons of my race, I can transform into human form with my third-level body, but strictly speaking, it is not the real transformation stage. I don't know if it is possible. Okay." Mo Mang frowned and said with some worry.
"I don't know, but what can I do now? I have to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. Is it really possible to find a demon clan in the transformation stage?"
"What Brother Lin said is true, I hope God has mercy on you!"
When Mo Mang said this, he didn't hesitate. With a brush, the nails on his right hand stretched like sharp claws, and a large amount of blood immediately came out.
"Brother Lin, is that enough?"
"You don't need so much, just one drop is enough." A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. With a flick of his sleeve, a ray of green light wrapped the other person's blood and pulled it back.
"Ah?" Mo Mang's expression was stunned, and he quickly took a magic talisman from his arms and stuck it on his left arm. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lin Xuan also took a drop of his own blood and looked at the Shimen in front of him, his face full of solemnity.