Seeing the doubtful looks on the faces of the two old men, Li Xiaobai knew that he could not convince the other party with just his mouth. He flipped his wrist and took out a stick, put it in his mouth, lit it up and took a sip, spitting out thick smoke in the eyes of the two men with doubts.
As soon as he lifted the basket, his nose suddenly flickered, the disdain on his face instantly solidified, and his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.
"What is this? It can actually improve your understanding!"
"No, it's not just as simple as improving one's understanding. This thing can clean a person's internal organs, even the spiritual altar!"
"What kind of treasure is this? Has the current world of immortality developed to this point?"
Yan Zuzi also smelled Hua Zi's scent, and his face was full of disbelief.
Just by smelling it, he felt a whole new feeling.
"The name of this object is Hua Zi. The two seniors have already deeply felt the effect. I will not go into details. This object can withstand the invasion of the power of faith. I rely on this treasure to reach the end of the ladder that crosses people."
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Li Xiaobai took out two Huazi and handed them over. There was nothing that Huazi couldn't explain. If there was anything, it was just that he didn't smoke enough.
"Good stuff, really amazing!"
"If there was such a thing back then, how could so many people die?"
Yan Zuzi's eyes shone brightly, and he was full of praise for this tiny thing named Hua Zi.
"Yes, it would be great if I could get this treasure earlier. It's a pity that this thing is of little use to us now. We all created our own techniques, and our understanding of them has already been enhanced by our peak understanding.
No matter how much, there is no room to improve the skills, and everything will be in vain unless the third soul lamp is lit."
Yi Tilu's eyes were closed tightly with a look of intoxication on his face, but the words he spoke were still dejected.
"Senior, what happened a thousand years ago, and where does the ladder lead to? Why are all the seniors pursuing their own self-created techniques? Is there an enemy at the end of the ladder?"
Li Xiaobai asked in time.
"Your cultivation is too weak. You will know these things when you enter the holy realm. It is too early now. If you forcefully explore it, it will only affect the stability of your Taoist heart."
Yan Zuzi said solemnly, what they knew was too horrifying. If it were spread, people in the world would no longer be passionate and sharp.
"This junior once saw a tombstone that mentioned the three soul lamps. This senior has been emphasizing that the only way to get out of trouble is to create your own skills."
Li Xiaobai did not give up and continued to ask.
"Who left the tombstone?"
Yan Zuzi asked.
Li Xiaobai told the truth: "Fire Cloud Evil God."
Silence fell in the stone room. After a moment, Yi Li opened his mouth and said: "A strong man in the holy realm can achieve the status of a god by lighting the three soul lamps on the spiritual platform. This is all."
"You have time to improve your cultivation. With your cultivation in the Immortal Realm, these things are still too far away. Go find your companions. I don't have the news you want to know."
Yan Zuzi: "Go."
"Thank you, senior, for clarifying my doubts. I will say goodbye, junior."
Li Xiaobai had no choice but to get up and say goodbye. The strength of the Three Immortal Realms was obviously not enough to talk to those two people on an equal footing. Being able to get even a little bit of information was already a big gain.
After leaving the house, I took out my cigarette out of habit, but the pack of Huazi that I had placed on my chest was now empty.
Looking back, the two old men in the stone room returned to their carefree appearance, each holding a flower and looking happy.
"hiss!"
"My cultivation level has been sealed, but you can still take away the things on my chest without anyone noticing, and I don't even notice it. Is this the strength of a Saint Realm master?"
A chill arose in Li Xiaobai's heart. These two old men wanted to tell him that even if they completely suppressed the cultivators here, they could easily take his life. The only way is to seize the time to improve their strength.
However, it cannot be ruled out that these two old men are just greedy for Huazi.
…
inside the house.
Yanzuzi and Yitiyu smoked Huazi, enjoying it very much.
The room was filled with smoke for a while.
He picked up the basket and said: "Fire Cloud Evil God is also dead. I remember that he was just a pawn on the battlefield. Every time a battle started, he liked to rush to the front but was lucky to survive. Unexpectedly, he also turned into a cup of loess.
Already."
Yan Zuzi said: "If you don't become a god, you will eventually be a pig or a sheep in captivity. If you can understand the key to your own cultivation system and record it for future generations, it will not be considered a wasted life."
"Did you notice that the boy just mentioned a thousand years ago? I said that geniuses have been popping up like cabbage recently. That golden age is coming again."
As soon as he mentioned it, he was recalling that in the era he lived, there was such a group of people whose cultivation speed was so fast that they stood at the top of the cultivation world in an instant, but disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared before.
It is these people who are gradually emerging to compete for the top.
Yan Zuzi: "It's very different from the time when we didn't understand anything. Nowadays, every sect will record some secrets of the ladder, and they know it."
Asked: "Then do you think that boy just now looks like that kind of genius?"
Yan Zuzi pondered: "It's hard to say, but they look similar."
"What a pity, I will soon be turned into a fool by the old bald donkey." He sighed after mentioning the basket.
"That's not necessarily the case. This boy's cultivation is so ordinary but he is so confident. He has not shown any sign of panic since he stepped into the pagoda. The fat man and the dog who were with him are also calm in every possible way. I guess they must have
There’s no way to get out, so there’s no rush at all!”
Yan Zuzi said firmly.
"Then let's..."
"Sneak over and take a look!"
…
At the same time, on the other side.
Er Gouzi and Liu Jinshui came back with unhappy faces.
They searched all the floors of the Immortal Realm, but only found a little bit of it.
They didn't dare to go to the Semi-Saint level. One person and one dog were almost enough to get back their money, and each of them looked like they were holding one million top-quality immortal stones.
"Made, the monks in this pagoda are too poor!"
Ergouzi shouted.
"It must have been plundered by Buddhist disciples before coming in. Even if there are some resources left on the body, it is not enough to fill the gap. Sure enough, this opportunity to make a fortune is not something you can come across everywhere."
Liu Jinshui was also a little disappointed.
"It's almost time to go. Find a place to place the altar."
Li Xiaobai found an absolutely secluded place. The stone wall near the Buddha's eyes was torn apart and ravines were opened. These cracks were blocked by various gravels and looked messy. He guessed that this was the scene of Yanzu Zigang's death.
It was caused by being imprisoned and causing a scene.
Find a relatively deep ravine and place it sideways to get stuck, as inconspicuous as a slightly larger piece of gravel.
A pile of top-quality immortal stones were taken out and placed on the small five-color altar. In an instant, light bloomed, and a huge vortex formed by the power of immortal energy appeared, rising and falling in the void. There was lightning and thunder in the center of the vortex. This was building a space channel.
Seeing this scene, the two of them looked at each other, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes.