An Xian set the auction time, stored the medicine in the equipment warehouse according to the name of the product, and then prepared to go to the ruins of the Nandou School.
Came to the courtyard, took out four spirit stones, inserted them into the grooves on the edge of the stone table, put a water scale pill in his mouth, and clicked on the coordinate light spot belonging to the Nandou faction, the surrounding air oscillated and a white light flashed. , An Xian's figure suddenly disappeared in the yard.
Consciousness was blurred for a moment, and the body felt weightless, and then the pressure increased, and the breath became cold and turbid. An Xian opened his eyes and found himself in a teleportation formation flickering with white light. The surrounding light was dim and the visibility was extremely low.
However, with leisurely eyesight, the impact is not great. She walked out of the teleportation array, and the flashing white light disappeared immediately, spread out her palms, and condensed a ball of light that floated in the air, illuminating the surroundings.
All the outer walls of the main hall collapsed, and only the teleportation array was intact, passing through the pile of gravel and leading directly to the outside of the hall.
The entire Nandou faction seems to be banned in an instant. Although the building is somewhat damaged, the overall structure and interior space are not significantly distorted, and the original appearance is basically maintained.
Anxian relied on his spiritual sense to identify the direction, and slowly swam inward. Along the way, he would find several incomplete skeletons from time to time. The cause of death could not be seen, and it seemed that they died at the same time. The corpses of the elders and brothers from the master's sect were exposed like this.
An Xian wondered, what happened more than a thousand years ago? If you encounter a catastrophe that is enough to destroy the entire cultivation world, how can you survive it? She didn't think the defensive formation she had set up was stronger than a sect.
There are scattered spiritual artifacts everywhere on the road, but unfortunately most of them have been damaged and can only be used for research. Anxian selectively picked up some items of good quality.
The duration of the Water Scale Pill is only three hours, so she did not delay in other places for too long, but instead focused on the Treasure Pavilion.
There are not more than one treasure pavilion of the Nandou faction, but the most important one must be built on the main peak where the suzerain is located.
According to the overall pattern distribution, Anxian quickly locked the position of the main peak. The defense between the peaks has basically failed. Even if it didn't fail, the power was not as strong as before. Anxian came to the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion almost unimpeded.
A restriction was set up at the entrance. Anxian thought it would take a lot of energy. Unexpectedly, just after she released her spiritual power, a scorching aura came from inside the Treasure Pavilion, leading her to open the restriction.
This time, An Xian did not dare to enter rashly. The Nandou faction is a great faction of self-cultivation. Who knows what terrible things are hidden inside? With her current cultivation level, even if it's only a monk and a monster in the Nascent Soul stage, it's probably hard to beat her. Besides, this is the treasure house of the sect, and the treasures that are qualified to enter the treasury cannot be of ordinary quality.
An Xian used his spiritual sense to probe into the interior cautiously, daring not to be careless.
She stayed at the entrance for dozens of seconds. The things in the treasure house seemed to be a little impatient, the breath became extremely violent, and the sea began to vibrate.
So, An Xian decisively decided not to go in!
Unexpectedly, just as she turned around, a huge suction force came from behind, and together with the sea water, she was sucked in.
Although An Xian quickly got rid of this suction, the person had already appeared in the center of the palace.
An Xian's eyes locked on the wooden box in the center of the treasure hall for the first time. The wooden box should be made of thousand-year-old sycamore wood. The breath she just felt came from the wooden box.
Although arrogant and violent, Anxian was keenly aware of its anxiety and weakness at the moment.
After staring at it for a while, making sure that it was just bluffing and that there was no danger, An Xian began to look at the surrounding environment.
In the huge treasure hall, there are nearly a thousand items in total. If it is in the era of self-cultivation, any treasure here can make the monks flock to it. Now it is soaked in seawater like garbage, and the protection and prohibition have all failed, and the spiritual energy has been exhausted. Most of the treasures have lost their spirituality, and the level has been reduced from spiritual to ordinary.
An Xian's face showed a hint of confusion. The restrictions outside the treasure house were not completely invalid. Why did the treasures inside become like this
It stands to reason that as long as the restrictions are intact, the status of the treasures will not change, not to mention that there are still a few quasi-immortal-level super-spirits. This kind of treasure, even if there is no prohibition protection, cannot be reduced from super-spiritual to ordinary without external damage. At most, it is like the stone table, temporarily hidden from its elegance and dust.
Unless... unless something in the vault devours their aura.
Anxian's eyes fell on the wooden box in the center of the hall again.
As if sensing her gaze, the runes on the wooden box flickered even more violently, trying their best to attract her attention.
What's inside the box
Indus wood, fire Xingchi, sexuality master fierce... An Xian's eyes lit up, could it be... Phoenix
No no no.
An Xian immediately denied this speculation. The phoenix is a divine beast, even if it is just an unformed little phoenix, it cannot be sealed by a small sycamore wooden box. An Xian speculated that what was sealed in the wooden box should be the phoenix spirit left by the phoenix after its emergence.
Ordinary phoenix spirits do not have spiritual wisdom, but if it absorbs the spiritual energy of many spiritual treasures, it is not surprising that after thousands of years, it will produce spiritual wisdom.
In the era of self-cultivation, the spiritual energy is sufficient, and it is nourished by the sycamore wood, so it does not need to swallow the spiritual energy of other treasures. Until the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was exhausted, Nandou Sect sank to the bottom of the sea, and the fusion of the environment caused it to have a sense of crisis, and began to passively absorb all the spiritual energy it could feel.
Now the aura in the treasure house has basically been swept away by it, and when he is lonely and cold, Anxian appears. The Phoenix Spirit instantly sensed her presence, and couldn't wait to pull her into the treasury, asking her for help.
If you distinguish it carefully, you can vaguely sense the excitement of seeing "relatives" from its tyrannical aura.
An Xian weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and finally decided to bring it back. Although the phoenix spirit is useless to her, it is a rare treasure in the world.
Anxian felt a pity to see other treasures that had lost their spirituality. If she was given a choice, she would rather exchange the phoenix spirit for a few practical treasures.
He walked to the wooden box and entered his spiritual power into the box in an easy way, until the tyrannical aura of the phoenix spirit gradually calmed down, and then put it into the storage ring.
Afterwards, she began to pick other treasures. Although the rank has dropped, it is a rare good thing in this era.
At this moment, An Xian suddenly felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the corner.
Her eyes narrowed, and she probed over there with her divine sense.
Hearing a thud, a golden light shot out from the darkness, landed on the beam of the treasure hall, and stuck out a small section to look out.
An Xian's eyesight is extraordinary. He had already seen the appearance of that thing at that moment. It was a small golden pocket sword, about four or five centimeters in length. .
But obviously, this little sword is not only unusual, but also extremely intelligent, otherwise it would be impossible to retain his consciousness and aura under the domineering of the Phoenix Spirit.
[Do you want to leave with me?]
Ease uses spells to send messages to it.
Xiaojian hovered over the beam, as if hesitating.
[The Nandou faction no longer exists, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has disappeared. If you continue to stay here, sooner or later, you will lose your spiritual wisdom and become a useless mortal thing.]
The small sword fluttered in the air, and a silent scream came from the sword body.
After a while, Xiaojian calmed down, flew slowly to An Xian, and landed in the palm of her hand.
Anxian was about to put it in the storage ring, but after thinking about it, he didn't do it in the end, but tied it with a rope and hung it around his neck.
Looking at the time, more than two hours have passed, An Xian decided to go home, and next time he has time to come over to investigate, and help them collect the bones by the way.
Standing in the teleportation array, activate the spiritual power, and in the next instant, he appeared in his own yard.
An Xian took out the spirit stone in the groove and found that one third of the spirit energy was consumed, that is to say, four spirit stones could only be teleported three times at most.
Anxian suddenly felt that he was too poor, and he had to find a spar vein as soon as possible.
At this time, the small sword hanging on the neck seemed to sense the fluctuations of the surrounding spiritual energy, the sword body flickered slightly, and then dimmed again.
An Xian returned to the room, took off the small sword, changed another chain, and put it on again. Although I don't know the origin of this small sword, and I can't use it freely, it may be helpful for cultivation to wear it close to my body.
Afterwards, An Xian took out the wooden box that sealed the phoenix spirit. Before he could put it down, the runes outside the box flashed violently like neon lights. At the same time, the surrounding aura also flooded into the box rush away.
An Xian pressed it on the table with a palm, and said coldly: "You can absorb the spiritual energy, but you can only absorb the spiritual energy that overflows in the air. If you are unrestrained, I will seal you in the thousand-year ice."
The phoenix spirit in the wooden box immediately quieted down, and the originally surging spiritual energy became a trickle.
"Very good." An Xian let go of her hand, placed it near the window, and immediately found that her window was gone, and the glass fragments were scattered all over the place, so you don't need to think to know whose masterpiece.
When Wu Liuteng saw Anxian's return, he immediately leaned over, completely unaware of what he had done wrong.
As soon as a vine was found, he suddenly became alert to the existence of the wooden box.
"Crack!" He slapped it away without hesitation.
The wooden box slammed heavily on the wall. It was intact and hard as before, but the wall was smashed with a large mesh of cracks and black burn marks.
Anxian: "… "
Why do you always feel that the future will not be peaceful? !