The Dangerous Cultivator

Xu Mihuan, who has only half the space, used nearly half of the space to hold the rough kitchen utensils that others would be surprised to see when he saw his chin.

He prepared these for the purpose of supplementing Qiuwa.

To say that Xu Yi knows that using spiritual soil can better help Eve to recover. How can spiritual soil be rare? For the time being, you can only use this stupid method to renew Eve's life.

The pot of water boiled, Xu Yi drew two brocade boxes from the Xumi ring, took out the centuries-old Xianzhi horse, formed the ancient Shouwu, folded the palms together, kneaded them into pieces, poured boiling water, and suddenly the clear river water turned into Bloody red, waiting for the potion to cool slightly. Take out a wooden box from her arms and carefully open it. A thin wood carving is in the fine brocade, dark and dull.

Xu Yi saw a miserable heart, and hurriedly put the woodcarving into the basin. He made up his mind and waited until he found the furnace. No matter what, he went to find the spiritual soil first.

After half an hour, the red water in the basin gradually clarified. Xu Yi picked up Qiuwa, wiped it carefully, and murmured, "Chuwa, Qiuwa, you must hold on, Uncle Beard must save you. "

Carefully put Qiuwa into the wooden box, and wipe her face with the clear river water, Xu Yi going up the river.

After traveling for more than ten miles, a valley appeared in front of me. Far away, the peach forest was lush, the white bird Zhang Fei, flowing water, hitting the convex stones of the river, playing a joyous movement.

Upon reaching Taniguchi, Xu Yi stopped abruptly, looking at the sun in the sky, lost in thought.

After walking all the way, he gradually found out that the sun above his head was walking, and it was not strange to appear behind him.

After staring for a moment and letting go of his senses, Xu Yi gradually realized that something was wrong.

Regardless of the heat and penetrating power, the sun above the head is not like the ordinary sun. The perception is released, not only the senses are extremely sharp, but the skin is also much more sensitive than usual.

"The only explanation is that this is a round of artificial suns, using unknown matrix methods to gather light and enter it."

At this point, Xu Yi exclaimed secretly, "Is he still in the tomb, in other words, this side of the sky also exists in the tomb?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely he was. He once heard Xiong Kuiyan said that he had explored the tomb and occupied most of this mountain range.

At this point, he could not help but admire the builders of the tomb.

Nothing is more magical!

As soon as it comes, let's be safe. His situation is extraordinary. Dantian Huahai, the **** Shendan needed is probably a terrible amount.

If you can't find a furnace to help you to make Shenyuandan with the same name, and the high monopoly of Shenyuandan in the cultivation industry, I am afraid that this biochemical sea is hopeless.

Therefore, no matter how difficult the road ahead, he had to make a fortune.

Fortunately, the powerful soul of God gave him a strong sense of consciousness, and he could predict danger in advance.

Stopping in Taniguchi a little, feeling fully released, and Xu Yi's eyes brightened, hurriedly heading towards the valley.

Dozens of steps, a wooden house appeared.

The wooden house is not large, with its width and height, and there is a chimney on the top. Obviously someone has lived here.

The wooden house is extremely dilapidated, and the body and roof have been rotten, showing large brown faults.

Pulling away the mottled weaving net, carefully stepped on the staircase made by the hard Nan in front of the door, and issued a heavy "squeak". Fortunately, there was no break.

Standing sideways, slipping into the half-hiding door, the view of the cabin was unobstructed.

The west head leaned against the window, a narrow bed, several buried under thick dust, and it had collapsed.

One of the simplest four-leg tables, lying near the narrow bed, the first to **** Xu Yi's gaze, was a long-dried skeleton lying on the four-leg table.

Walking to the table, Xu Yi's eyes settled on an open page on the table. Due to the dust on the page, it was faint, intermittent, and some text could be seen.

Based on these words, Xu Yi confirmed Xiong Kui's speculation that the director of this tomb was indeed the killing king Jiang Hentian.

The text on the book page should be exactly a note. Combined with the text on the note, Xu Yi speculated that the owner of the skeleton is about the family member Jiang Gantian who had followed in the past. After Jiang Hentian died, the Jiang family built this tomb for Jiang Hentian. Nostalgic for the old master, Jiading built a wooden house in the tomb to accompany the old master, and eventually died there.

In order to verify the speculation, Xu Yi reached out and grabbed the pages of the book. Who knew the pages came across, the pages were broken and turned into powder.

With a sigh, Xu Yi placed his attention on the wooden box in the corner, carefully opened the wooden box, and inside it was a robe and a duster. Strangely, there were dust around the wooden box, and the robe and Dust, clean as new.

The cloth was unfolded, and the robe was well-crafted and extremely elegant, with a delicate lotus flower embroidered on the chest;

The silver wire of Fuchen couldn't see the material, Xu Yi rose up his divine power and kept on pulling, the most strange thing was the handle of Fuchen, which was actually made of red gold.

Fine materials, can automatically avoid dust, showing extraordinary products, Xu Yi folded well, with an idea, into the Xu Mi ring.

Carefully looked at the wooden house again, without seeing anything, lifted his feet and went out through the other side door, crossing the wooden house.

As soon as Fang went out, Xu Yi fell down to the ground with a fall. He got up, climbed up, and circled around a nursery. His eyes stared like bronze bells, and they almost fell out of his orbit. .

The nursery in front of her is exactly like a slippery vegetable garden, but the landscape is not so beautiful, but the scenery inside is so thrilling.

Ginseng dolls with hands and feet, half-human height sesame seeds, nine-petal snowdrops ...

It is full of treasures in Guang'an City, which are hard to find. There are nearly twenty in this "cai quan".

The most exciting thing for Xu Yi is not the treasure in the dish, but the soil in the dish.

The pure black soil, like pearl, is the spiritual soil that Xu Yiduo longed for.

A pile of spiritual soil is worth thousands of dollars.

"Haha ..."

Xu Yi laughed and burst into tears.

For thousands of dollars, only for the baby's help.

Laughing for a moment, Xu Yi calmed down his emotions, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and rushed towards the "cai".

Unexpectedly, the other side was close to the "cai yan", which was not as big as the feet falling. "Cai yan" suddenly burst out a blue light net and bounced on him, making a slamming noise, which actually knocked him out of the air and was hit A cloud of soot fell on the decaying wooden house.

"Grass, you know it's not that easy!"

Xu Yi cursed, shaking his clothes, shaking off the dust, and went to the side of "Cai Yuan", staring at the baby full of "Cai Yuan", scolding himself for being confused, with these many babies, how could there be no restrictions, if not, , Just a few beasts can settle this room.

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