When the moon was dark, the Sui family secretly reopened the ancestral cemetery. As expected, dozens of skeletons were found in the cemetery. Without thinking, they identified them as those of the Ye family.
Some of the bones are white, and some are black. They were poisoned! But I don’t know where the poison came from.
Maybe he was trapped in the phantom formation and spread poison on his own, poisoning himself to death?
Next to the skeleton, there is also an eye-catching high-level array-breaking cone scattered.
As for the killing array surrounding the coffin of the ancestor of the Sui family, the top-quality spiritual stones in the array slots are no longer there, and the killing array is no longer in place.
The coffin seemed to be intact, but there was a small hole under the coffin. It was unclear whether it was a snake hole or a mouse hole.
The head of the Sui family put away the broken array cone that had been left behind, and some elders carefully examined the bones.
Those skeletons had different degrees of weathering. It was obvious that they did not enter in the same batch, but entered the tomb in several batches to grab the treasure. The poisoned skeletons had the lowest degree of weathering and should be the last batch to enter. Their bone age was no more than 100 years old. They should have been
The foundation-building cultivator may have fallen here because of a conspiracy plotted by his companions.
But if someone was plotting against him by his companions, why would the person who plotted against him even give up a high-level formation-breaking cone?
Can a person with foundation-building cultivation have a high-level formation-breaking cone? Could it be the instruction from the Ye family?
There were so many doubts that the Sui family could only speculate on their own. Someone suddenly remembered that more than thirty years ago, the ancestor of the Sui family held a ceremony to transform into a god. The head of the Ye family did bring a humble foundation-building disciple to accompany him and came to congratulate the Sui family.
It was planned in advance!
The Sui family was depressed, but what could they do.
The Ancestor of the Sui Family's Transformation God released his spiritual consciousness and probed into the coffin, shaking his head in disappointment and anger.
But the other elders of the Sui family were unwilling to give in. They kowtowed respectfully and asked to open the ancestor's coffin and examine it carefully. Apart from a pile of bones, there was nothing else.
"Damn Ye family! They must have taken away the treasure!"
The Sui family was extremely angry, but the important treasure had been lost, and they did not know what it was or how to find it.
The snow has stopped for several days, and there is still a thick layer of white snow on the ground. The sun is shining brightly in the sky, illuminating the snowy ground so brightly that it is hard to open your eyes.
The surface of Xiaojing Lake has frozen. An Qingli is practicing swordplay on the lake with her eyes closed. Xiao Lei Yihu is her sparring partner. What she is practicing is speed, reaction speed and shooting speed. Xiao Lei Yihu is the main attacker, and An Qingli is the main attacker.
Use a wooden sword to block.
The Thunder Winged Tiger is extremely fast, and An Qingli strikes even faster. He attaches his spiritual power to the sword, and with just the wooden sword, he can send the Thunder Winged Tiger weighing more than 200 kilograms flying several feet at a time.
The leg injury of Speedy Rabbit has healed. After being fed by foxes and tigers several times, it is not that afraid of the two natural enemies. At the moment, it is holding a big white radish and gnawing in the snow, while the little Lingxi hides its figure.
Lie down on the soft and comfortable snow-white rabbit fur.
The Smelting Fire stays in the tree house in the mustard space to upgrade the magic weapon for An Qingli.
An Qingli gave it a new task, which was to advance the fully refined Wanxiang Pearl to a higher level.
The original Wanxiang Pearl could only change the face, but An Qingli planned to upgrade it to the point where it could change the flesh and bones of the whole body at will.
This kind of transformation is different from some secret techniques of shape-changing. It does not actually change An Qingli's bones, but only presents an illusion, an illusion that most monks cannot detect.
In other words, An Qingli can change his height and weight at will in the future, and even his gender and bone age.
And this kind of high-level Wanxiang Pearl is not unavailable, but it requires an eighth- or ninth-level shark inner elixir to be refined, so it is too rare and rare.
But An Qingli is not afraid of revealing her secrets. Anyway, her master may have any good things. If her secrets are revealed, she can just push her master over the head.
The Smelting Fire is of course happy to have new tasks. The more new tasks there are, the more treasures it can devour.
An Qingli gave it another storage bag of magic weapons and magic weapons, and asked it to devour the low-level ones first.
Most of these magic weapons and magic weapons were obtained from the secret realm. Some were picked up, some were obtained through robbery and robbery, and some were given by the disciples of Baoqi Peak in exchange for the elixirs on her body.
The magical artifacts obtained from the secret realm were all summarized and sorted by Xiao Lingxi.
However, Xiao Lingxi is only an expert in organizing, but not in appreciating treasures. He organizes them by their appearance, not by their grade.
The storage bag this time contains beads of various sizes. The small ones are only as big as mung beans, and the big ones are as big as watermelons. The watermelon-sized beads are of no use at all. They are inferior space magic tools. They should be
It's a defective product.
As for why he specifically picked this bag of round beads, it was just An Qingli's idea. He probably thought of "complementing the shape with the shape."
The ability to identify treasures using the smelting fire is far superior to that of the little Lingxi. It can identify any grade of magic weapon at a glance, and it will be even clearer if it is touched by fire.
A bead as big as a copper coin attracted the attention of the smelting fire.
The surface of the bead is covered with a thin layer of mist. The mist flows slowly, and the color also changes slowly.
While the smelting fire was devouring other round instruments, it patiently observed the bead. After observing it for a whole day, it was discovered that when the mist was at its lightest, there was almost no trace of it. When the mist was at its thickest, it was completely black, as black as the finest.
ink.
"Master, master, there are treasures, there are treasures!"
The smelting fire excitedly informed An Qingli.
Naturally, An Qingli would not take a treasure that could excite the smelting fire lightly.
He immediately sheathed his sword and returned to the small earthen kiln, setting up a ban. With a thought in his mind, An Qingli took the treasure in his hand and looked at it carefully, but due to his limited knowledge, he was unable to recognize its specific effects.
“You still don’t read enough!”
An Qingli sighed inwardly and called Little Jintan and Little Lingxi to help identify them. The two little ones also shook their heads in confusion.
As for the little Thunder Wing Tiger that will follow, there is even less hope. The little Speedy Rabbit has not yet developed its intelligence, and is just a rabbit that can chew radishes and spiritual grass.
However, Xiao Lingxi had a deeper impression of this bead. It was the time when An Qingli was twisted by the neck by a sixth-level spirit-seeking weasel that was not afraid of poison, and almost died.
This bead is in the belly of the spirit-seeking weasel. The sixth-level spirit-seeking weasel is already hundreds of years old, but its owner is in his twenties during his Qi training period. The spirit-seeking weasel may have already known his master before he recognized his master.
Got this bead.
When the spirit beast was dealing with the corpse of the spirit-seeking ferret, it kept the bead and its inner elixir. But at that time, An Qingli was busy fighting with people, and then fighting with the smelting fire. The spirit beast was so nervous that it could
They all woke up and forgot to tell An Qingli about the bead.
In order to understand this bead that alternates between black and white, An Qingli temporarily retrieved the Wanxiang Bead, transformed into a magical appearance, and went down to the Spiritual Medicine Peak. He spent half a contribution point and went to the sect's library.
There are so many books in the library, some are volumes, some are bamboo slips, and some are jade slips. Even a monk who spends hundreds or thousands of years may not be able to read them all.
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