This action may seem small, but it is a sign of recognition.
In other words, this tomb sect master was expressing his gratitude to Su Zimo.
"This treasure has been following me for more than ten thousand years, but I didn't expect that I would eventually let it gather dust."
Withered Bones retracted his palm, looked at the little fat man and slowly spoke, "Put away this picture of the Underworld. When you step into the Nascent Soul Realm in the future, you can sacrifice it and make it your own magical weapon."
"Even if it cannot return to its former glory, it must be restored to the level of a magic weapon!"
The prerequisite for the Underworld Picture to become a magic weapon again is that the little fat man must enter the Mahayana realm!
However, the Mahayana realm is so difficult.
Even the genius in front of him, who was once a titled disciple of the Tomb Sect, failed to take that step in the end.
"Senior, don't worry, I will try my best!"
The little fat man nodded vigorously and put the Underworld Picture away solemnly.
Withered Bones looked around, looked at Linghu and Qingqing, who were still a little nervous, and said slowly: "You don't have to be afraid, I have already fallen, and what is left in this withered bones is just a residual thought of mine."
"Fifty thousand years ago, I failed to break through to the Mahayana realm, and my life was about to end. I could only build this Star Dou Dragon's Saliva Cave and wait for future generations."
Everyone was a little confused and confused.
Now that it has fallen, how can there be a remnant that survives to this day
Withered Bones seemed to see the confusion in everyone's hearts and explained: "With the help of this tomb, this residual thought of mine was integrated into the dragon's veins and deceived the secrets of heaven, so it was preserved. Now that the dragon's veins have been absorbed, I will also pass away."
Everyone was stunned.
Dry Bones added: "The reason why I left this sad memory is to prevent the Underworld Map from falling into the hands of outsiders. The last test of this tomb is me!"
After hearing these words, everyone had complicated expressions and felt a sense of fear.
The implication of Dry Bones is obvious.
If just now, among the crowd, someone had evil intentions and wanted to get involved in the Underworld Picture, he would probably be a dead body by now!
Even a single thought from the combined power is enough to obliterate anyone present!
The corner of Su Zimo's mouth twitched.
The thoughts of this Tomb Sect great master can no longer be described simply as meticulous.
This is already considered a perversion!
Who would have thought that after passing so many previous tests, there would be one last test!
It is also the most terrifying and fatal test!
Su Zimo's heart moved and he looked at Lin Xuanji beside him.
There was no surprise in Lin Xuanji's eyes, as if he had expected it.
"really!"
Su Zimo laughed secretly in his heart: "What a thief!"
When he first entered this place and noticed that nothing in the palace had been moved, Su Zimo was a little confused. Lin Xuan was so good
Only then did he understand.
This Lin Xuanji might have expected the scene in front of him.
Withered Bones turned around and came to Su Zimo.
"You have four completely different auras on your body!"
Withered Bones said slowly: "The Immortal Sect, the Buddhist Sect, the Demonic Sect... and the evil spirit!"
"yes."
Su Zimo nodded.
Naturally, these secrets about him cannot be hidden from the investigation of the powerful combination.
"Okay, okay, good."
Withered Bones nodded repeatedly, seeming quite pleased and happy.
Withered Bones pulled out an ancient book from the stone shelf next to him, gently wiped off the dust on it, and then handed it to Su Zimo, saying: "Please accept this book. If it can fulfill my unfulfilled wish, it will definitely bring blessings." Together, we can bring blessings to the common people."
Su Zimo took the ancient book, opened it gently, took a glance, and his expression gradually changed.
This ancient book actually records some methods and attempts on how mortals can practice and condense golden elixirs without spiritual roots!
Of course, these methods all ended in failure.
But behind each method, there are many insights and conclusions left!
Seeing Su Hong's longevity exhausted with his own eyes, and seeing the people of Yan land floating in the wilderness with their lives like grass and grass, Su Zimo's mind was touched, and he made a great ambition to establish a path and change the lives of the people!
To others, this ancient book is almost useless paper.
But for Su Zimo, it is too important!
These failed attempts and methods are valuable experiences left by predecessors.
It will save him a lot of time and effort!
Withered Bones said: "I have spent more than 20,000 years in my life, and most of my energy and effort have been devoted to this. It's a pity that I still haven't been able to find a way out."
"If you have this intention, you can only continue on this road. If you can't do it, this may be a dead end..."
Su Zimo is a cultivator of the four realms: Immortal, Buddha, Demon and Demon.
If even he can't blaze a trail and open up a new avenue, then no one else in this world will be qualified either.
Of course, if he wanted to establish a Tao, Su Zimo's current level of cultivation, vision and knowledge were limited, and there was still a long way to go.
Su Zimo bowed deeply to the withered bones and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior, this ancient book is very important to me!"
"good!"
Withered Bones nodded, the light between his brows becoming weaker and weaker.
Withered Bones thought for a moment, then turned around and pointed at the purple lightning flashing thunder pool not far away, and said: "This is the purple lightning thunder pool, which can temper the body and weapons."
"In the center of the thunder pool, there is an ancient scroll, which is a technique in "Taixu Thunder Jue", called "Purple Lightning Jue". It is a heaven-level technique. It contains everything. In addition to the method of refining the gods, there are also You can accept the many spells."
Hearing this, Su Zimo was overjoyed.
Kung Fu and spells can be divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang.
For example, there are not even Xuan-level techniques and spells in Piaomiao Peak!
Only many aristocratic families and sects possess Xuan-level techniques and spells.
As for earth-level techniques and spells, they are only possessed by major super sects. They are all secrets that are not passed down and are difficult to spread.
Although there were many exercises and spells on the stone shelves in the palace, Su Zimo looked around and found that they were all yellow-level. Even if there were black-level ones, they existed alone and were not systematic.
But now, there is a heaven-level skill in front of Su Zimo. This is a great opportunity!
What's more, this is a volume in "Taixu Thunder Jue"!
Su Zimo already has the power of thunder and lightning in his body. If he practices it, he will get twice the result with half the effort!
Everything is ready, just waiting for Su Zimo to step into Nascent Soul, he can practice this "Purple Lightning Technique".
Lin Xuanji's eyes turned red again.
"The dragon vein is definitely working!"
Lin Xuanji was about to cry, but thought to himself: "Otherwise, this opportunity would probably be mine!"
Withered Bones turned around, returned to the steps, sat down slowly, with a trace of relief and ease on his face, and said: "I can finally leave with peace of mind. You are all fine, very good."
After saying this, the light in Dry Bone Eyebrow's heart completely dimmed.
This withered skeleton lost the support of great power and collapsed, turning into ashes and dust!
Su Zimo sighed softly with a sigh of relief.
According to legend, the life span of the combined almighty being is more than 20,000 years.
However, this powerful Tomb Sect exerted such heaven-reaching power. In this way, it lasted for another 50,000 years between heaven and earth, witnessing today's scene.
It was only then that all traces of him completely disappeared from this world!
In unison, everyone bowed at the same time and bowed deeply towards the dust.
This is respect.
It’s also the final farewell.