On the third floor, Yang Di, Zhu Lao, and four others carefully stepped onto the floor and observed the surrounding environment.
No movement from the outside world comes in. This important building of the Cultivation Sect is very exquisite and has a seamless spirituality. The inside and outside seem to be a world apart.
"I'll go, this floor is more empty." Yang Di looked around, looking at the mess on the ground, with debris and wooden frames everywhere, and was quite speechless.
"Some auxiliary items for alchemy should be stored here. Let's go in and take a look to see if we can encounter any good luck." Mr. Zhu said solemnly.
The so-called alchemy aids are those things that are often used in the daily alchemy process, but do not contain medicinal properties themselves.
Usually that kind of thing is also a spiritual object, and some precious ores also have this effect.
This is quite common in alchemy. It's like yeast for baking bread. No one likes to eat it, but without it, bread would just be a hard lump of dough.
The five people moved very quickly. After coming in, they rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and rummaged through the debris on the floor.
In the end, a small number of spiritual objects were found to assist in alchemy. There were only a few, like the remnants left behind when the people of the Haoyue Ancient Clan evacuated.
"They are all good things, but it's a pity that most of them have been moved away." Yang Di felt regretful again.
Relatively speaking, he prefers the kind of ruins where the ethnic group has been cut off. In such places, the former owners have completely withered away, and many treasures have never been moved. In addition, ruins such as the Tomb of the Strong are even more amazing. Luck
If it's good, you can even get the orthodoxy of the strong.
After cleaning it, there was basically nothing worth taking away. There was also a secret room on this floor, but the stone door was open.
Yang Di and the others were not happy at all. It was indeed open, but the things inside were already half empty, and there was not even a hair inside.
"Look, little master, there are profound Dao patterns on the walls and pillars on this floor. Those things make me feel like my soul is transcending and my mind is ethereal." Mr. Yi looked up and suddenly saw the walls on this floor.
Those lines made me cry out in surprise.
"What a magical Dao pattern, what on earth is this?" Old Man Guixi and the others also looked at each other, but they couldn't recognize what kind of Dao pattern it was.
Yang Di felt it carefully, and his eyes changed. Just as Mr. Yi said, that thing will indeed make the soul in the body become very ethereal. It feels very relaxed and comfortable to release the soul power here.
"You still feel shit, let four old men peel off the wall skin, that is the Sanskrit of the soul, brat, you have made a lot of money this time. From now on, you, the alchemist, will no longer be poor, and you will have many of the conditions enjoyed by alchemists in the past.
I got it too." Yi Qilu laughed and cursed in the sea of consciousness, seeming a little excited.
"Soul Sanskrit?" Yang Di's eyes widened, "It sounds very powerful."
"Nonsense, this is something that can only be engraved by spiritual cultivators. Do you really think that the alchemist is the rarest profession? No, the truly rarest cultivation profession is the spiritual cultivator. That kind of profession, even in ancient times, only has one in every life.
Those rare few are even sometimes hard to find in the world." The ancestor of Yi Qilun scolded.
"Spiritual monk? I've never heard of it." Yang Di was extremely surprised. He had never heard of such a profession among monks.
"This is normal. Not to mention that in this world, even during the heyday of cultivation civilization, spiritual monks were legendary existences. Many people did not believe that it was true." Yi Qilu said.
"Are spiritual monks cultivating souls?" Yang Di asked.
"You're not stupid, kid. In fact, the so-called soul cultivation method is something created by spiritual monks. I didn't expect that a spiritual monk was born in the ancient Haoyue clan. In this way, their alchemy inheritance,
It must be very dazzling, no wonder even the Waidan Hall is so grand." Yi Qilu sighed with emotion.
"..." Yang Di was speechless. He never expected that the secret method of the soul that he was currently searching for in every possible way was actually created by that legendary profession.
"Okay, don't be stupid, hurry up and let the old men take action. The tide of heaven and earth is coming, and you still have a few aristocratic families who can go to other areas that were previously inaccessible." Yi Qilu reminded.
"Seniors, those runes are of great use to me. Hurry up and use all your firepower to demolish this floor!"
Yang Di was so excited that he immediately looked at Mr. Zhu and others and said this.
In fact, needless to say, the four old men also sensed the wonder of those runes. If the fire-gathering runes were just something that could not be engraved in this world, then this kind of profound and mysterious runes gave people the feeling that they were uniquely endowed by nature.
I don’t know how it exists before it can be engraved.
The four old men immediately took action and peeled off the thin layer of bricks attached to the walls and stone pillars.
These bricks are inlaid more firmly and have some terrifying adhesion power. Even powerful people like Zhu Lao and others took a long time to pry off one piece.
If this continues, I don't know when I can peel them all off and take them away.
Just as the four of them were hesitating whether to ask the old Taoist to help, Yang Di opened his palms and sacrificed the fire spirit of the Red Lotus Karma Fire.
A cluster of red lotus-shaped flames steamed in his palm, budding and shy, but the terrifying fire temperature was mixed with a mysterious power.
Just now, the ancestor of Yi Qilun reminded Yang Di that using the power of the fire spirit of the innate true fire can weaken the adhesion effect of the rare material bricks to the maximum extent, because the two are related to a certain extent.
Later, Zhu Lao and others were surprised to find that those bricks were no longer difficult to deal with, and it was a lot easier.
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When the five people peeled off the soul Sanskrit bricks on the third floor and came down, Ye Shenyu and the others had also broken the seal on the door.
But it's just a hole. It's almost impossible to completely erase it.
That hole was not big enough for people to get in, and it would be very dangerous for people to get in. Everyone looked at Xiao Zi in unison.
This little one is quite talented in this area.
"Xiao Zi, go ahead and move everything out." Ning Yunzhu held the little guy in her hands and said with a smile.
"Hey!" The little guy looked at Yang Di eagerly, which meant that he had lost a lot of blood just now and had no strength left.
"Here, take a sip of this." Yang Di smiled, knowing what the little one wanted, so he took out a jade bottle and handed it over.
There is spiritual base liquid in it. It is difficult for ordinary people, even monks, to refine the terrible medicinal and divine properties in it, which will waste a lot of power. However, Xiao Zi used to steal the old monk's spiritual medicine every day. Like the little fox, he was very interested in it.
This kind of stuff is very difficult to digest.
call out!
After taking a swig of spirit base liquid, Xiao Zi turned into a ray of purple light, passed through the hole, and entered the secret room.
Xiao Zi's speed and small body meant that when it passed through the hole, the power of the seal had already passed through it before it had time to bite back.
After going back and forth for several times, the little guy went in with the old dagger, cut through the restrictions inside, and brought out three small jars.