"So sir, don't underestimate the ordinary people in the Southern Continent. After all, this place is different from the Northern Continent. The spiritual energy is thin, and the strength that normal monks can display here will be greatly reduced.
On the contrary, these locals who practice the art of poison have no spiritual limitations and can play a greater role than ordinary monks."
After hearing this, Wang Tiezhu nodded thoughtfully, "Do you understand this poison technique?"
Li Huai shook his head and said with a serious face: "Each tribe's poisoning techniques are different and have their own characteristics. They are their secrets that are not passed down. It is a huge taboo for outsiders to inquire.
Adults must pay attention to this in the future."
After a pause, Li Huai continued: "It is precisely because each tribe has different poison techniques, so the poison techniques can also be regarded as a symbol of their identity.
For example, the Fire Spirit Gu of the Yanfang Tribe, the Crazy Heart Gu of the Angry Horn Tribe, etc. These are the representative poisons of their tribes. In the future, you can identify the tribe and clan of the other party through the poison poison technique used by the other party."
Wang Tiezhu mentioned the man's clothes and accent again, and Li Huai smiled slightly, "I heard from the adults that that man should be from the Yanya tribe, and the costumes of each tribe are also different.
However, because the clothes can be changed at will, it is more accurate to identify them from the poison technique.
As for his fluent northern language, your Excellency need not be surprised, but all the locals who often interact with the trading areas are proficient in the language of the northern continent."
After listening to Li Huai's description, Wang Tiezhu raised his hand to Li Huai and said, "I have learned a lesson."
"You don't have to be polite, adults. This is what a villain should do."
Li Huai quickly returned the gift.
After a while.
Ling Xuan'er also came back tired from playing, so Wang Tiezhu greeted Li Huai and took Ling Xuan'er back to the room.
After sending Ling Xuan'er back to her room, Wang Tiezhu returned to his residence, sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out the dilapidated bronze compass.
"What the hell is this?"
Wang Tiezhu took the compass in his hand and looked at it for a while, but found nothing special except for the weak and strange spiritual power fluctuations it emitted.
Since he couldn't tell, Wang Tiezhu simply closed his eyes and used his spiritual consciousness to explore the compass.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his spiritual consciousness came into contact with the compass, Wang Tiezhu was forced to open his eyes by a dazzling light, and found that he was not in the original room, but actually in a glorious and magnificent hall.
"This is?"
Wang Tiezhu was confused and found that he was still holding the compass in his hand, but at this time, the compass was no longer the patina, but was shining with golden light and was as new as ever.
Wang Tiezhu looked up and found that there was a staircase leading to a higher place in the main hall. At the end of the staircase was what looked like a huge bronze door. The pattern carved on the door was exactly the same as the compass in his hand.
Suppressing his surprise, Wang Tiezhu walked up the steps and walked step by step to the giant bronze door. He discovered that there was a circular gap in the giant bronze door, which coincided with the compass in his hand.
"Could it be that this compass is a key?"
After thinking about it, Wang Tiezhu put the compass in his hand in. As soon as the compass entered the gap, the entire giant bronze door shook, and the patterns on it began to shrink layer by layer in the direction of the disk.
When the patterns finished shrinking, the giant bronze door began to slowly open.
Just when Wang Tiezhu wanted to see clearly what was behind the giant bronze door, he didn't expect that his mind was stabbed and his consciousness was expelled.
After rubbing his head, Wang Tiezhu looked at the compass in his hand again and found that it had become the same as in the illusion. The patina of the whole body had faded and the broken parts had become complete.
"It seems that this compass should be the key to a secret place, but has no one discovered such a magnificent hall?
How come you’ve never heard of it?”
Wang Tiezhu stared at the brand new compass in his hand and thought to himself.
"It seems that we should pay attention to this information in the future and let people from the Mystery Department search for it."
After making up his mind, Wang Tiezhu put away the compass, closed his eyes, and cultivated his consciousness.
…
The second day.
Wang Tiezhu told Li Huai about the main hall and asked them to pay more attention, but he did not elaborate. He only said that if there is news about large-scale ruins, remember to tell him.
Although Li Huai was confused, he still agreed and used the intelligence network to spread the news to the Xuanji Punishment Directors in various places.
After bidding farewell to Li Huai and leaving the "Beijia" merchant community, Wang Tiezhu and Ling Xuan'er headed south again.
Along the way, Wang Tiezhu told Ling Xuan'er the news he learned from Li Huai.
Ling Xuan'er said that she had some impressions of the art of poison poisoning, but because she had been away from the Yi tribe for so long and she was still young at the time, she didn't remember the matter very clearly.
Wang Tiezhu nodded, but found something moving in his arms, it was the bronze compass.
When I took it out, I found that the bronze compass moved on its own, pointing to the southwest.
"Brother Wang, what is this?"
Ling Xuan'er came over and looked at the bronze compass in Wang Tiezhu's hand with a curious look on her face.
"This is a magic weapon I found accidentally, but..." Wang Tiezhu frowned and looked at the direction indicated by the compass. Could this be the location of the main hall?
"but what?"
Ling Xuan'er tilted her head and looked at Wang Tiezhu.
"It's okay, let's go Xuan'er, let's move in this direction."
Wang Tiezhu did not continue and led Ling Xuan'er towards the southwest.
After walking about ten miles according to the instructions of the compass, Wang Tiezhu and the two entered a jungle. At a pool of water, the compass in their hands no longer indicated the direction and returned to its original state.
Seeing this, Wang Tiezhu put away his compass and looked at the pool, wondering in his heart, could it be that the main hall is under the pool?
While Wang Tiezhu was staring at the water and thinking, Ling Xuan'er beside him said in surprise: "Brother Wang, look! It's Xuanbingcao!"
"Xuanbingcao?"
Wang Tiezhu raised his head and looked in the direction Ling Xuan'er was pointing.
Sure enough, on the stone wall behind the pool, a strange plant glowing blue was growing, and the plant was surrounded by frost.
"It's really Black Ice Grass! It looks like it will bear fruit soon!"
Wang Tiezhu was a little surprised.
Black Ice Grass is a rare high-level spiritual grass. The power of Black Ice contained in it is a great supplement for monks who practice ice-attribute skills, and the resulting Black Ice Grass is even rarer.
Compared with Xuanbingcao, Xuanbing fruit contains more and purer Xuanbing power, and can be taken directly, while Xuanbingcao needs to be refined into elixirs.
"Very good!"
Wang Tiezhu felt happy because his realm could not be restored for a long time. With this fruit-bearing Xuanbingcao, not only could he improve his extreme cold snow, but he might also be able to return to the realm of true gods!