The fairy tombs in the cemetery can be divided into fifteen grades according to the scale and firmness of the construction. The ice tomb of the nameless little demon that Zhao Rui smashed before is the smallest and the weakest in this cemetery. At one level, if you want to smash a higher-level fairy tomb and obtain the treasures in it, you must have a stronger power.
Fortunately, he has already cultivated to the middle stage of seizing spirits. With his strength, it is enough to open the second-level fairy tomb.
Zhao Rui strolled in the fairy and demon cemetery, looking for the second-level fairy tomb. After finding it, he had to carefully check the frozen fairy gods and monsters in the fairy tomb to see if there were ancient treasures on them. If there were no treasures, there was no need to open them .
After all, these fairy tombs are still very strong, and it takes a lot of effort to open one, so there is no need to do thankless things.
There are many fairy tombs in the cemetery, but there are very few of them that actually contain ancient magic weapons.
Zhao Rui spent most of the day searching carefully in the cemetery, and finally found a second-level fairy tomb with ancient treasures left behind.
According to the inscription on the tombstone, the owner of this fairy tomb is named Fuzhengshen, who is the god of the earth in people's mouth.
The land carries all things, and it gives birth to all things, and grows five grains to nourish the people.
The God of Fudezheng controls the land, protects the safety of the countryside, and has magical powers. He has been respected by the people since ancient times.
Fu Zhengshen is short in stature, with white beard and hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wearing a prime minister's hat and an ancient robe, holding a khaki wooden stick in his right hand, and a beautiful ring on the middle finger of his left hand .
The surface of the khaki-colored wooden staff was covered with spider web-like cracks, which were probably caused by the impact in the ancient war. It was probably useless, but the ring was intact.
Although separated by a thick layer of ice, he couldn't look carefully, but Zhao Rui was sure that it was definitely an exciting treasure.
The treasure was right in front of him and within reach, so Zhao Rui naturally didn't waste any time, took a deep breath, and began to gather the true energy in his dantian, preparing to break open this second-level fairy tomb.
True Qi flows out from the dantian, along the meridians, and flows to the right arm.
The zhenqi on the right arm gathered more and more, and became stronger and stronger. The muscles of the entire right arm stretched, and the veins burst out.
When the zhenqi was condensed to the extreme, Zhao Rui yelled, stepped forward, and threw out his right fist with all his strength.
"boom!"
The deafening crash suddenly sounded, echoing non-stop in the empty cemetery.
A huge crack appeared on the fairy tomb reinforced by the eternal immortal technique, but there was no sign of collapse.
"It's really solid, it will take a lot of trouble now."
Zhao Rui rubbed his painful fist and complained. His punch smashed a thousand-jin boulder without any problem, but this ancient fairy ice tomb, which had been worn down for tens of millions of years, only opened a crack, which shows how strong it is.
Taking a breath back, he let out a low drink, summoned up his true energy again, and continued to bombard with his fists. A series of impact sounds echoed in the cemetery.
After a period of bombardment, the fairy tomb of the God of Fortune finally couldn't bear it and began to show signs of collapse.
The shattered ice cubes flew in all directions and hit the ground with a crackling sound.
At the moment when this second-level fairy tomb completely collapsed, the God of Fortune inside came into contact with the outside air and turned into a puff of smoke, drifting away invisible, and the khaki wooden staff in his hand also shattered into pieces, but The ring stayed and fell to the ground, making an extremely crisp and pleasant sound.
Zhao Rui quickly picked up the ring and examined it carefully in his hand.
The surface of this ring is engraved with mysterious and exquisite ancient inscriptions, and the light blue light flows faintly in the ring like an undercurrent hidden under the water.
After taking a closer look, Zhao Rui suddenly discovered that the trajectory of the light blue light seemed to constitute two ancient characters.
"Qian Kun!"
Zhao Rui's heart jumped suddenly, and a wave of ecstasy rushed to the top of his head: "This... Could it be the legendary Qiankun Ring!"
An ancient Taoist classic he had read recorded that there was a treasure in ancient times called the Qiankun Ring. It seemed small and exquisite, but there was another universe inside the ring.
In this Qiankun ring, the space is vast and boundless, it can accommodate a mountain range, and it can accommodate a large river!
For a cultivator, since his lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people, he naturally has more belongings, and sometimes he needs something to carry when he finds some treasure.
With such a Qiankun ring, anything can be put in it, which is extremely convenient.
Nowadays, some cultivators can also imitate magic weapons with similar functions to the Qiankun Ring, but the quality is far from reaching this level. The usual capacity is only the size of a room, and the one that can hold a small mountain is already the best of the best, enough for practitioners to scramble for it endlessly.
As for ancient treasures like the Qiankun Ring, for practitioners, they have only heard of them, but never seen them.
If they really saw it, their eyes would be bloodshot with jealousy, and they would swarm over to snatch it like locusts.
Zhao Rui put the Qiankun Ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and then injected true energy into it, wanting to see if the space inside was as big as the legend.
However, what people didn't expect was that during the inspection process, he found that there were actually two small piles of plants left in the Qiankun Ring, which were probably left by the former owner of the ring, Fude Zhengshen.
Zhao Rui took out two items from inside and looked them over carefully.
From the outside, these two plants look like ginseng, and they have already taken the shape of a human being, with a complete head, limbs, and body.
However, there are differences between them.
A plant of ginseng has a faint golden color, and a strange aroma emanates from the ginseng. Just smelling it, one is refreshed and refreshed, and all fatigue disappears in an instant .
Another plant of ginseng is snow-white, with a more intense fragrance, and even a cloud of gas seeping from the inside of the ginseng, lingering around, making it look like a fairy.
In the Qiankun Ring, there are more pale golden ginsengs, about a few thousand, while this snow-white ginseng is slightly less, only a few hundred.
"Both of these should be good things!" Zhao Rui guessed happily.
Although he has read a lot of cultivation materials, those materials are messy, sometimes incomplete, and the records are not comprehensive. There are no records of these ginseng, so he can only rely on his own guesses.
However, even though Zhao Rui couldn't be sure how old these two kinds of ginsengs were, he knew in his heart that they might be rare treasures.
Zhao Rui first put the golden ginseng in his mouth, chewed it, and then swallowed it.
At first, he felt that the taste of this golden ginseng was a bit bitter, but after a while, he found that there was a hint of sweetness in the astringency, with a lingering fragrance in his mouth, and his body was warm and very comfortable.