If you look closely, you can see that the ribs of the humanoid skeleton are broken, and the left arm is missing. It seems that the body has been seriously injured. Wang Qingshan flicked his wrist, and a large piece of green sword energy swept out, smashing the humanoid skeleton into pieces.
He put away the leopard puppet beast, controlled the ape puppet, and brought over the blue jade box and the blue incense burner.
There was a cyan storage bag in the jade box. There were a lot of things in the storage bag. What excited Wang Qingshan was that there were several sparkling magic weapons. Obviously, because they were properly preserved, the spirituality of the magic tools had not been lost much.
Four magical artifacts, two high-grade magical artifacts, and two low-grade magical artifacts. In addition, there are more than 5,000 spiritual stones and a dozen jade slips.
Wang Qingshan checked the contents of the jade slips one by one. To his surprise, one of the blue jade slips recorded a secret of the Incense Sect.
According to the records on the jade slips, the Burning Incense Sect was originally a force established by three casual cultivators for the purpose of staying together to keep warm and facilitate the search for resources.
The one with the highest level of cultivation among the three was Yang Lian, who usually engaged in killing people and grabbing treasures. However, after the team grew, the other two were dissatisfied with the distribution of property and complained a lot.
Yang Lian had already taken precautions and set up a secret vault where he hid most of his savings. Only he and his two sons knew the location.
In one operation, two foundation-building monks colluded with outsiders and set up a formation to deal with Yang Lian.
Yang Lian struggled to break the formation and break out of the encirclement. He was also seriously injured and was pursued by his pursuers.
In order to cover the escape of his two sons, Yang Lian left behind and died at the hands of the pursuers. Yang Lian's two sons were also separated.
The owner of the cave was Yang Lian's youngest son Yang Zhong. He was in the Qi refining stage at the time and knew that he was no match for the other party. He contacted several Incense Cult believers who were loyal to Yang Lian and promised retribution, and attacked the disciples of Yaowang Valley. They had bad luck and kicked an iron plate. Only Yang Zhong was seriously injured and escaped. They also killed two disciples of Yaowang Valley. This incident angered Yaowang Valley, who stepped forward and sent people to destroy the Incense Sect.
After Yang Zhong escaped back to the secret treasury, he knew that he didn't have much time left, so he deliberately wrote down this incident. He did not know that the Incense Sect had been wiped out by Yaowang Valley, hoping to later find the monks in the secret treasury to avenge Yang Lian.
"The Incense Sect! This is an advantage for me."
Wang Qingshan said to himself, feeling very excited.
With this amount of spiritual stones, he would have no problem reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining. As for building the foundation, he would have to rely on the help of his family.
There are more than a dozen jade slips, most of which are exercises. Among them is the ungraded "Qianyin Baodian", which is a rhythm exercise that can be practiced from the first level of Qi refining to the third level of elixir formation.
Kung Fu is one of the guarantees for the inheritance of a sect and family. A good Kung Fu is worth far more than the Foundation Establishment Pill.
Although this "Qian Yin Bao Jian" has no grade, it is already very good to be able to practice to the third level of pill formation. If there are no techniques for the pill formation stage, after the pill formation is successful, you have to find suitable techniques.
Both sect disciples and cultivating families attach great importance to the inheritance of martial arts. They never carry the martial arts with them when going out. They usually memorize the cultivation methods. Anyway, the memories of cultivators are so good that there is no need to burn them on jade slips or books. Wear it with you.
"Aunt Ninth seems to be practicing the temperament technique. This "Thousand Sounds Book" should be suitable for her practice."
Wang Qingshan muttered to himself, put away everything, checked twice carefully, and walked out after confirming that nothing was missing.
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Deep in the Feifeng Mountains, in a green bamboo forest, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked forward slowly, with the two-eyed rat lying on Wang Changsheng's shoulders.
For more than two months, relying on the double-eyed rat's keen sense of smell, they obtained five hundred-year-old jade flowers. As for the four-hundred-year-old jade flowers, there was no trace at all.
"Husband, in seven days, the auction will begin. If you still can't find it after searching for a while, let's return to Feifeng Valley first and attend the large-scale auction before continuing the search!"
Wang Ruyan suggested.
"Well, I think so too. To be honest, I..."
Before Wang Changsheng finished speaking, a huge explosion sounded from the front.
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan looked at each other with wary expressions on their faces.
Hearing the explosion, the double-eyed rat hurriedly got back into the spirit beast bag, stuck its head out, and rolled its black eyes.
"What a coward."
Wang Changsheng chuckled, touched the head of the double-eyed rat, took out the blue lotus boat, and walked up with Wang Ruyan.
After he entered a spell, the blue lotus boat quickly rose into the air and flew in the direction of the explosion.
Through the bamboo forest, there is a large green grassland.
Dozens of blue demon wolves were besieging a middle-aged Taoist priest. When Wang Changsheng got closer, he saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest was Pan Sheng.
The leader was a second-order high-grade two-headed demon wolf, as well as five second-order low-grade demon wolves and more than thirty first-order demon wolves. They kept spitting cyan wind blades to attack Pan Sheng.
Pan Sheng's face was very pale, and he looked like he had very little mana left. He held a small cyan umbrella above his head and used four cyan flying swords to temporarily block the cyan demon wolf. Dozens of first-order demon wolves lay in a pool of blood.
The escape talisman in his hand has been used up, and if nothing else happens, he may not be able to leave.
He seemed to sense something. He raised his head and looked up into the sky. When he saw Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, he was overjoyed and said quickly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, please help me. I will definitely be punished."
"Fellow Daoist Pan, we and I are still going to look for the Jade Flower, but we don't have time to delay here."
Wang Changsheng would not save Pan Sheng unless there were real benefits.
Hearing this, Pan Sheng complained in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, I know where there is a 400-year-old Jade Flower. As long as you are willing to help, I will tell you the location of the Jade Flower."
"You know? Then why don't you pick it? At this time, do you still want to hide it?"
Pan Sheng smiled bitterly and said: "I just discovered it too. There are two double-headed flame crows there. I killed a second-level low-grade one and a second-order high-grade one. With the strength of you and your wife, we can definitely kill them together." That second-level high-grade two-headed flame crow.”
"Ouch!"
The Wolf King let out a strange roar, opened his mouth and spit out two giant wind blades more than two feet long, and other demon wolves followed suit.
Suddenly, hundreds of green wind blades shot out overwhelmingly.
Pan Sheng was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist Wang, please help me quickly. If I don't tell you, by the time you find the place, others will have already arrived."
As he spoke, he held out a cyan shield the size of a palm, and held it in front of him after facing the rising wind.
After a crackling sound, the cyan shield blocked all the wind blades. Dozens of cracks appeared on the surface, and the light dimmed.
This low-grade defensive magic weapon can do this, which is already very good.
"Ma'am, do it!"
With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's secret, a large number of blue light points emerged in the void, turning into white ice needles, numbering in the thousands.