After the old man caught the fiery red scales thrown by Luo Hong, he immediately felt a heat covering his whole body, making him sweat after a while.
If you can have this thing close to you, you will indeed not be afraid of the cold wind.
"This is the heart scale of the seventh-level fire dragon, and it has a powerful cold-repelling effect.
There are hundreds of fire dragon scales like this in this bag, so there is no problem for the villagers to have one each."
Luo Hong was well aware of the dangers in the underworld. He had long wanted to hitchhike, so he naturally made a lot of preparations, and this fire dragon scale was one of them.
"The scales of the dragon, these... are so valuable! Your Excellency, are you really willing to lend them to us?"
The old man was not only on the stone tablet, he also had personal dealings with immortal cultivators when he was young. He knew that immortal cultivators were not people who showed kindness without reason, so he couldn't help but worry about Luo Hong's plot.
Fan Mengyi on the side was also very surprised. She knew her master's temperament.
He has always taken good care of his own people, but he is quite indifferent to others he has never met.
Fan Mengyi was convinced of this just based on the incident of accepting disciples back then.
"Elder, don't be suspicious. Luo is willing to help you out of trouble, of course because it will be beneficial to me.
How much do you know about the beast crystal, or soul stone, in the head of the Yinming beast?"
In order to dispel the old man's doubts, Luo Hong decided to reveal his purpose.
"Those crystals contain the power of the underworld. Together with the magic circle, they can be used to defend the village and resist the evil wind. They are a necessary reserve.
In order to obtain enough beast crystals, many people in the village die or are injured every year."
The old man told the truth, guessing that the beast crystal might have other greater uses.
"The name of this green crystal block in the outside world is soul stone. It is a necessity for refining high-level puppets. It is an extinct resource and is very precious.
Since Luo came down here by chance, he naturally wanted to bring soul stones out, and the more the better.
The elders must also know that we immortal cultivators cannot use storage bags in the underworld, so if we want to bring a large number of soul stones out, we need enough manpower."
That's right, Luo Hong just wants these villagers to carry soul stones out in sacks so that he can complete the giant puppet plan that he has always imagined!
"That's it. Your Excellency, please allow us to discuss it. I will give you an answer tomorrow."
The old man nodded slowly, but he still hesitated in his heart. After all, this was a matter of life and death for the entire village. If he was not careful, the village would perish.
"Okay, the elders can discuss it. Luo will go and look at the stone tablets in the village first."
Luo Hong turned around and walked out of the hall, and Lin Ping quickly followed and led the way.
Brother Mei Ning finally had a chance to speak and asked quickly:
"Elder, besides us, are there any new outsiders in the village?"
"No more. The person you are looking for has either been eaten by the underworld beast or gone to another village."
The old man replied casually.
"I know, thank you for letting me know."
Brother Mei Ning's zombie face darkened, and he silently followed Luo Hong and his party who had already walked away.
"Teacher Lin, go and call all the people in charge in the village!"
A glimmer of light flashed in the old man's dim yellow eyes, and he ordered without any doubt.
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Under the leadership of Lin Ping, Luo Hong came to a corner of the village and walked into a dusty stone house that had obviously not been visited by anyone for a long time.
"Your Excellency, all the relics of outsiders are here. You can dispose of them as you wish. I will go back to participate in the discussion."
Lin Ping bowed respectfully and then turned around and left, never daring to mention his apprenticeship again.
Fan Mengyi walked into the stone house with interest and came to the numerous stone tablets of different sizes and shapes to check the contents recorded on them.
After looking around, she found to her dismay that the contents on these stone tablets were engraved in several different languages, and she could only understand a small part of them.
And even among those that can be read, there are still many things that are unclear, especially those place names that have no concept at all.
"Master, what kind of fairy island is this Dajin? Why have I never heard of it?"
"The Great Jin Immortal Realm is located on a continent, thousands of miles away from the Sea of Chaos Stars.
It is said that there is the most prosperous world of cultivating immortals in the human world, with dozens of sects as powerful as the Star Palace, and even monks in the god-transformation stage."
While Luo Hong was opening his apprentice's eyes, he was looking for the stone tablet left by the former body refiner.
The world of Tiannan Immortal Cultivation was passed down from the Jin Dynasty, so there is no need to worry about the problem of illiteracy.
After scanning around, Luo Hong quickly zeroed in on a square, aged stone tablet.
The inscription is written in ancient language, and anyone who is not a newbie in the world of immortality can understand it. This is different from most stone tablets.
Because the ancient sayings involve talismans and formations, almost every immortal cultivator knows it. However, due to differences in sects and regions, the vast majority of immortal cultivators still choose to leave the words or even secret texts of their respective immortal worlds.
Due to the erosion of time, the ancient text on the stone tablet has become somewhat unclear. It took Luo Hong some effort and guesswork to figure out what was recorded.
It turns out that this body refiner is from the Jinglian Sect, one of the three great Buddhist sects in the Great Jin Dynasty. He is a Dharma Protector Arhat in the elixir formation stage and has practiced two levels of Mingwang Jue.
The realm of the physical body is neither high nor low. It is not difficult to keep a village safe, but it is unable to break through the Storm Mountain.
The reason why the monk left the inscription is very simple: he asked those who came after him to bring back to the Pure Lotus Sect a treasure he found at sea, and that treasure is now sitting on the stone tablet to collect ashes.
The land of darkness is filled with aura of extraordinary spirituality, and no matter what kind of treasure it is, there is no hope of emitting a trace of spiritual light.
In Luo Hong's eyes, there was a pile of ordinary animal skins with a lot of dust on the stone tablet.
Out of curiosity, Luo Hong shook off the dust and unfolded it to take a look.
I saw that there was a portrait of Buddha sitting on a lotus painted on the animal skin. The painting skills were average and there was nothing surprising about it.
"What kind of treasure is this? It's not even qualified to be a decoration."
Fan Mengyi took a look and expressed her opinion.
"It should be some kind of concept, related to the magical powers of Buddhism."
Without magic power or spiritual consciousness, Luo Hong couldn't be sure and could only guess based on experience.
Following the principle that thieves don't leave empty-handed, no, it's the geese plucking the hair, no, no, it should be all the time, Luo Hong refolded the animal skins and put them away.
Fan Mengyi also followed suit and picked up a small bronze sword.
Brother Mei Ning is not as optimistic as the two of them. He is worried about his sister and has no intention of drawing a lottery.
The next day, the three of them came to the hall again.
This time, there were many people sitting in the hall, including men, women, old and young. Their eyes were all red, obviously they didn't sleep well last night.
"Sir, we have discussed it and we are willing to give it a try!"
After the old man told everyone their decision, everyone in the hall knelt down.
"Very good. There are stronger weapons in the village, preferably long whips. The longer the better!"
Living in this hellish place is torture. It is natural for the villagers to make such a decision. Luo Hong immediately threw the bag containing the fire dragon scales to the old man to show his sincerity.