Just as these pictures were passed into Chen Ping's mind, the stone statue in front of him suddenly shattered, but a faint light appeared in the stone statue.

Looking at the things in the light, Chen Ping frowned slightly.

The thing in this light was not a special item, but a broken piece of beauty.

Chen Ping reached out and took it into his hand, thinking it was a map.

But when Chen Ping saw the big words above, he was stunned.

"Dragon Breaking Fist!

Chen Ping has practiced the Saint-level martial arts technique of Cang Yuan Sect, and this set of boxing is rarely used now.

According to the division of martial arts levels, holy-level martial arts are already the highest martial arts that monks in the Juying Realm can practice.

The cultivator who gathers the gods also practices holy-level martial arts.

I don’t know what level this Dragon Breaking Fist is, but just seeing the introduction of the first sentence, Chen Ping was sure that this was a martial arts set that was no lower than that of the Dragon Boxing.

If it weren't for the powerful martial arts, it wouldn't be hidden in his stone statue by the ancestor of the Long clan.

Chen Ping put away his gracefulness and walked to the end of the valley.

There was nothing here, but Chen Ping felt that the ancestor of the Long family would not leave nothing behind.

Looking at the stone wall in front of him, Chen Ping began to look for whether there were any hidden doors on it.

There is no secret door!"

Chen Ping's eyes searched everywhere, and finally, he was attracted by a small flower on the mountain wall.

This is a very bright little flower, which looks abrupt on this stone wall.

Because there is nothing else on the entire mountain wall except this little flower.

And this little flower is too small, only the size of a finger.

If it weren't for Chen Ping's sensitive facial features, it would be difficult to detect.

"This is, Dragon Spirit Flower!"

Chen Ping took a breath of air conditioning. Chen Ping had seen many second-grade and third-grade spiritual medicines. Even if they were fourth-grade spiritual medicines, it was not very rare.

But this dragon spirit flower is definitely unique, and this whole world may be the only one.

The level of spiritual medicine, after reaching level 4, is called the immortal-level spiritual medicine.

This dragon spirit flower is an immortal-level spiritual medicine.

Except for the Dragon Clan, no one can cultivate dragon spirit flowers.

The growth strips of dragon spirit flowers are too harsh, and in the previous thousand years, dragon phlegm still needs to be cultivated.

Every hundred years, it is necessary to use the blood of the real dragon to water it.

This way, three thousand years later, there is a chance to let the dragon spirit peanut grow.

The Long clan cultivated dragon spirit flowers in this valley. If this news spread, the strongest men in Zhongzhou continent would probably go crazy.

Such a dragon spirit flower cannot be exchanged for even dozens of treasures.

"What a big deal!"

This time she spoke with yellow hair. She looked at the dragon spirit flower on the stone wall and said, "Do you want to take it away?"

After tens of thousands of years, the dragon spirit flower remains bright, proving that the spiritual power in it has not disintegrated.

"certainly!"

If Chen Ping didn't take such a magic medicine, wouldn't it be a waste of Longmen's good intentions?

Huangmao chuckled and said, "I'm not afraid of hitting you, you can't take it away!"

Chen Ping knew that Huangmao did it on purpose and could not take it, so she would definitely do it.

Chen Ping watched Huangmao swallow the dragon spirit flower in one mouthful, and even a little doubted whether this guy would embezzle the dragon spirit flower.

Huangmao is a wealthy slave. Chen Ping has always suspected that her belly is just a Qiankun bag, but she has never taken out anything so far.

The giant tree made by the branches of the Tree of Life, the Dragon Breaking Fist, and the Dragon Spirit Flower.
Chapter completed!