"Dead." Mo Qianli said simply after exploring the bodies of the two people on the ground. Then he searched the two people, took off their storage rings, and suddenly said: "Hey, let's bet.
Let’s see who is lucky. Which of the two do you want?”
Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and said, "Are you very free?" He took one and put it away.
Time was very urgent for them. He looked down the mountain. He saw silence in all directions, and the wind was blowing. Except for both sides of the Lingshui River, the rest of the place was still desolate.
"I don't know how many people have entered this cave now, and we have been delayed here for too long. We need to speed up to avoid causing trouble."
The two of them returned to a small courtyard that was in a mess.
Liu Qinghuan came to the Lingshui Well and fished out more than a dozen pieces of Qiongxinruan Zhiyu inside.
These soft jade jade are warm, soft and moist, each piece is about the size of a fist. In the heart of the white translucent jade is a pool of milky white thick jade liquid.
"I said you will regret it." Liu Qinghuan accepted the jade and gloated to Mo Qianli.
Jade liquid and nectar is not only one of the most excellent base waters in water-based alchemy, but like Purple Yuzhi, it is also an excellent spiritual liquid that can directly improve the level of a monk's cultivation.
As these dozen pieces have been moistened by spiritual water for many years, most of the entire jade has turned into spiritual fluid. He suspected that there may have been far more than these dozen pieces in the past, and more had been completely transformed into it over the long years.
into this well.
And the magic circle here has existed for so long, probably because of this spiritual water well.
Mo Qianli's eyes were clear, and he took out the gourd that contained the spiritual water, poured it out and then reloaded it. He said absently: "My purple jade is at least fifteen hundred years old, and it's so big, compared to your jade."
much better."
Liu Qinghuan praised: "Well, it's good that you think so! Maybe it will reduce your regrets, haha."
In fact, compared to Purple Yuzhi, Yuye Qiongjiang provides less spiritual power, but it is very mild and has a large amount. It can also be used in water-based alchemy, which is more suitable for Liu Qinghuan.
Mo Qianli's eyes stopped at the intact huts from time to time. During the previous fight, they had deliberately avoided the houses, and not even a single tile had been swept away.
"Brother Liu, what do you think is in the house?" Mo Qianli asked uncontrollably.
"I think it's better not to have too much hope." Liu Qinghuan said: "Monks generally carry their belongings with them. Besides, we were in the midst of a sealing war."
He finished collecting the jade and arranged his clothes: "Let's not guess. We will know after we go in and take a look."
There are five huts in total, three large huts on the front, and two more huts behind them, close to the mountain wall.
The two of them walked up the steps in front of the house and arrived in front of the main door.
An ancient wooden door hangs on the door frame. Due to the protection of the magic circle, the wooden door does not appear to be decayed.
With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door was gently pushed open, and the scene inside the house appeared in front of the two of them.
The ground is covered with a ginger-yellow carpet, a high table against the wall, a long table, wooden chairs, a eight-treasure grid, vases, tea sets, incense burners, calligraphy and paintings, and everything is available. Except that the style is more clumsy than now, it looks like the real world.
Furnishings for wealthy people.
Mo Qianli couldn't wait to pick up the vases, jade and other objects on the Eight Treasures Grid to inspect them, and then put them down with disappointment: "Ordinary objects."
The same is true for several other rooms. Although all the items are exquisite and beautiful, they are all ordinary furnishings without aura.
"What do you mean?" Mo Qianli yelled strangely: "We fought and argued for a long time just to fight over these rags?"
Liu Qinghuan was standing next to the long desk in the study, stroking his chin and staring at a half-painted landscape painting on the table, with a brush stained with ink sitting next to it.
Hearing Mo Qianli's complaint, he slowly said: "It seems that the owner here is quite leisurely. Judging from this unfinished painting, he should have put down his pen in the middle of the painting and left. Later,
He probably hasn’t come back either.”
Mo Qianli slumped on the chair with an annoyed look on his face and snorted: "So what? Now I just want to set this place on fire!"
However, Liu Qinghuan was refreshed and looked at him with a smile: "Don't you see anything wrong with these rooms?"
"Haha, of course it's not right!" Mo Qianli said angrily: "It should be filled with ancient immortal weapons. These useless mundane items are an eyesore."
Liu Qinghuan rolled her eyes and slapped the back of his head: "Have your brain been eaten by a dog? This place is arranged like a mortal's residence, is it really a mortal living there? This is the really big cave of Taixuanji!"
Mo Qianli rolled his eyes and said "Ah": "That's right! I just felt like something was wrong."
He jumped up and began to pick at the cracks in the wall and knock on the floor tiles with a naked eye: "There must be some mechanism here, look for it quickly!"
Liu Qinghuan let him wander around, but he came to the two huts at the back and touched the wall against the mountain wall inch by inch, using his spiritual power to test it from time to time.
The residence here is because of the green trees with broken treasure leaves outside, so spiritual consciousness is of no use here.
The effect of that tree in isolating spiritual consciousness is really good. It seems that I can dig a few more trees later if I have time.
The two of them searched all the rooms, including the walls and floor, but found neither a secret room nor any mechanism!
"Is it like turning the vase like in the mortal world?" Mo Qianli muttered, not only did he turn the vase, but also all the movable objects moved, and he also lifted up the ancient paintings on the wall to check.
Liu Qinghuan frowned and watched Mo Qianli running around the house busy.
Not in the house?
He came to the courtyard, went straight to the spiritual well, and jumped in without hesitation.
The mouth of the well was only wide enough for one person to go in. Liu Qinghuan searched around the walls and bottom of the well, but couldn't find any clues.
"How is it?" Mo Qianli also came to the courtyard and asked Liu Qinghuan who had just climbed out of the well.
Liu Qinghuan shook his head.
Mo Qianli snorted: "It seems the only thing we can do is burn down the house!"
"Burning down a house is worse than pulling up a tree." Liu Qinghuan said: "Our biggest limitation is that we cannot use our spiritual consciousness."
He pointed to the small forest outside and said, "Those trees look like many, but in fact they just have many branches and leaves. There are only a few dozen trees in total."
Mo Qianli has been suppressed by Liu Qinghuan in terms of IQ for a long time, and has formed a good habit of going east when Liu Qinghuan points to the east, and going to the west when pointing to the west. Therefore, he didn't even think about this suggestion that sounded very bad.
Begin execution.
So the two of them began to pull up the tree hard. At this time, they didn't care whether they would damage the tree. They just pulled it up and threw it into their storage bag.
The two of them were very fast, so they pulled out most of it in a short time.
The fewer trees there were, the more they discovered that the range of these trees blocking spiritual consciousness was actually quite large.
Mo Qianli complained: "Planting a few trees can cover the entire land, but why do we plant so many!"
"Maybe many of them grew out later." Liu Qinghuan guessed.
When the last tree entered Liu Qinghuan's storage bag, his consciousness could finally expand without restriction. Almost instantly, Mo Qianli laughed and said, "Found it!"