Fang Yue could tell at a glance that the small porcelain bottle contained something extremely powerful.
The old man waved.
The small porcelain bottle fell into Fang Yue's hands. Fang Yue's spiritual thoughts fell into the small porcelain bottle, and there were hundreds of hundred-refined blood beads inside, piled up like a mountain.
The number of hundred-refined blood beads in this small porcelain bottle is three thousand! But what is more precious is this small porcelain bottle. If the corpses of the leader and saint are collected in it, they will be automatically refined into hundreds of blood beads.
Blood refining bead! "Is this the legendary blood refining bottle?"
Fang Yue opened his mouth and was about to ask.
But the old man guarding the morgue was already ethereal and disappeared without a trace! Fang Yue clasped his fists and sincerely held his hands over the place where the old man disappeared.
This time he may have met a legendary figure! Fang Yue happily put the blood refining bottle into his arms. This thing was of immeasurable value and could continuously produce hundreds of refining blood beads.
These hundred-refined blood beads are very common in the battlefields of all races. Many sacrifices, weapon refining and even elixir refining processes require the use of this material.
However, the process of refining the Hundred Refined Blood Beads is extremely complicated.
It takes seventy-seven forty-nine days to refine a complete batch of hundred-refined blood beads, and the blood-refining bottle uses a secret method to simplify this process. It only takes half an hour to refine a batch of blood beads.
A batch of Hundred-Refined Blood Beads has been completely refined! Of course, the space of this Blood Refining Bottle is also limited, and a maximum of 800 Hundred-Refined Blood Beads can be refined at one time.
But this also surprised Fang Yue. As long as he makes good use of this treasure, the origin of the saint will no longer be a problem in the future! Fang Yue was wandering behind the alliance of the thirteen tribes.
For Fang Yue, the rear of the thirteen ethnic groups was like his back garden. As long as he did not deliberately commit suicide and expose his whereabouts, most people would simply turn a blind eye to him! Fang Yue walked through one stop after another.
In the morgue, he arranged an illusion, Li Daitao was dead, and stole all the corpses in it! In less than a moment of tea, Fang Yue had already stolen all the corpses in the morgue behind the thirteen tribes coalition forces, most of them were in the Yin and Yang realm.
About two and a half percent of the corpses of creatures at this level are those at the leader level. There are only about two to three hundred corpses at the saint level. According to Fang Yue's deduction and analysis, these corpses should be those with no background or military exploits.
Saint, that's why the corpse was placed there casually.
"A little makes a lot, quantity makes up for quality! This time we stole all the corpses from the rear of the thirteen tribes alliance, which is a big gain! If you really use resources to buy it, it will be worth at least two or three virtual fairyland levels.
Magic weapon, and most people are willing to spend money on such things, but they may not be able to buy them if they want to!"
Fang Yue was very contented and pleased.
If these corpses are transformed into hundred-refined blood beads, and then sacrificed to the battlefield of all races to obtain the origin of the saint, their value will definitely be more than this! On the front line, the battle between Xiao Lei Wang and Zu Yun Deng has already decided the winner.
The two ended up with a draw. They were both rare geniuses from both sides. They had the attention of big people behind them and would not risk their lives in a battle of this level! The two of them were classified as heroes, and both were treated like heroes.
Little Lei Wang is the genius of Lei Wang Mansion. This time, three powerful men from the True Immortal Realm appeared in Lei Wang Mansion to protect him.
"Little Thunder King is indeed the genius of the human race! When he first entered the Void Immortal, he had the power of a true immortal. Tao and Dharma already have invincible power. He only needs a little time to accumulate before he can go one step further and compete with some of the older generation.
The strong ones are on par with each other!"
There is no shortage of beautiful words in the giant wooden city.
At this moment, the expressions on their faces looked much better! In these few battles between geniuses, the human race performed well. Fang Yue won two games in a row. After that, the little thunder king drew with Zu Yun Deng, showing the power of the true fairyland.
, showing the grace of the human race! Zu Yun Deng also returned to Zu Heng’s side.
At this moment, Zu Heng's expression showed some approval.
"Yun Deng, you performed well this time. When you return to the clan, you can consider allocating some resources to help you reach a higher level!"
"This is where today's call formation ends!"
The sun is setting in the west and it is getting late.
Zu Heng spoke and suggested ending today's battle.
This war involves too many ethnic groups and forces, and it cannot remain a child's play.
"good!"
King An nodded and agreed with Zu Heng's statement.
Ending the day's battle with a draw may be the best result! The geniuses of the human race need to rest, and both Fang Yue and Little Thunder King have consumed a lot this time.
After a night of buffering, both of them should be able to recover most of their strength. At the critical moment, they will fight for the human race again! Both sides sounded the gong and retreated.
Fang Yue's gray clone at the level of the Great Saint left with some regret.
The strong man from the thirteen tribes alliance has returned. He can't roam around so leisurely, otherwise, the chance of him being discovered will increase a lot. If he is really caught, it will be much more difficult to sneak in again next time! Late night is coming,
The azure curtain spread across the entire night sky.
Dots of stars shine, like diamonds embedded in the entire sky.
Fang Yue was arranged to rest in an ancient mansion. This mansion was extremely ancient. It was said that three thousand years ago, it was the place where a powerful man from the True Immortal Realm lived in seclusion in his later years! This was the arrangement of King An, and Fang Yue was the best choice.
Such a courtesy.
Fang Yue once killed several true immortals of all races, and his military exploits were outstanding, even surpassing most of the true immortals in the Giant Wood City! "Prince Qing's Mansion, what is the story and origin of this mansion?"
After Fang Yue settled down, he asked a steward in the clan who was at the Virtual Immortal Realm level.
"King Qing was once one of the three kings in the Giant Wood City. He was the oldest and the most practiced. When he was at his peak, he had reached the realm of half-step spiritual immortal! It was just because of the successive battles that he left in his body.
He suffered countless injuries and hidden diseases. In his old age, his vitality and blood declined. He no longer had the blood and courage of the past. He fell from the altar, leaving only the cultivation level of the eighth level of the True Immortal Realm! Three thousand years ago, Lord Qing was in his mansion.
Sitting down, his whole body turned into countless white feathers, falling down the entire giant wooden city! The entire giant wooden city cried for it, and blood rained from the sky and the earth, which lasted for three hours!"
Wang Ruyi, the steward of Prince Qing's Mansion, is an old man. It is said that he was once a fierce general under Prince Qing when he was young. He followed Prince Qing to conquer all directions and conquered the world! In his later years, he followed Prince Qing and returned to the giant wooden city.
He retired in his mansion and became a housekeeper, taking care of everything for Prince Qing.
There are hundreds of veterans in Prince Qing's Mansion, most of them are the old team members who stayed behind when Prince Qing fought in all directions in the past years.
The weakest among them are all peak saints, most of them are at the level of the Great Saint Realm. There are even twelve strong men in the Void Fairy Realm. This shows how powerful King Qing’s men were back then! The veterans in Prince Qing’s Mansion are just
The tip of the iceberg of King Qing's army back then.
"Master Fang Yue, please don't wander around in Prince Qing's Mansion! There are many institutions left by the old king in Prince Qing's Mansion. If anything happens to Master Fang Yue, I can't afford it!"
Wang Ruyi's tone was polite, but his attitude was quite tough.
Allowing Fang Yue to move into Prince Qing's Mansion has already caused dissatisfaction among the veterans in Prince Qing's Mansion.
King Qing dedicated his whole life to the Giant Wooden City. Even though he has passed away, the mansion he left behind should not be occupied by others.
Fang Yue nodded, he could understand Wang Ruyi's mood.
At the same time, Fang Yue didn't have much interest in Prince Qing's Mansion! Fang Yue's scope of activities was limited to a separate courtyard where Prince Qing's Mansion lived.
Two study rooms, a bedroom and a living room.
It is said that this is the place where King Qing lived in his later years. He practiced Zen and enlightened himself here and lived a very peaceful life.
Prince Qing liked reading, so he built two study rooms in the courtyard.
Fang Yue wandered around in the study for a while, and then sat down in the study with great interest.
King Qing's collection of books contains neither exercises nor secret techniques, but only some idle essays and travel notes.
There are even many myths and legends among them that are illusory and illusory, and most practitioners will not be interested in these things.
But Fang Yue just liked this kind of less serious book.
As the saying goes, rumors may not be without reason. These myths and legends may seem absurd, but some of the records may not be unfounded.
Fang Yue watched with great interest in the study.
And Wang Ruyi and others did not disturb Fang Yue.
Fang Yue randomly selected a book called Giant Wood Ancient Records, which recorded some legends about the origin of Giant Wood City.
The giant wooden city was built in the last civilization era. Therefore, there is a tree growing on the ground, which reaches to the sky and the earth, condenses the essence of heaven and earth, and attracts tens of thousands of people to pilgrimage, so this city was built! "Oh?
There was actually a Jianmu in this giant wooden city. This Jianmu was the World Tree. It is said that when this kind of tree grows, it can reach the underworld and reach the heaven. An independent world can be derived from each leaf! The Jianmu
It can even bear fruit, and this fruit contains endless mysteries!"
Fang Yue was excited to see it. If this legend was true, then there might be some legends and antiquities from the last civilization era in this giant wooden city! Of course, Fang Yue didn't want to hunt for treasures in the giant wooden city.
There are countless people in this giant wooden city, and there are probably not a few people who know the origin of the giant wooden city. Over the past hundreds of millions of years, no matter how many treasures there are in this giant wooden city, they have probably been dug up by people! However, Fang Yue read in the book
There was a row of small characters written like legs.
"The theory of building trees may be true. However, when civilizations are destroyed, thousands of catastrophes arise! Civilizations collapse, eras are destroyed, and building trees wither away, burying the fate of immortality in the next life! If you can get the fruit of building trees, you may be able to carry me.
Tao, break into the realm of spiritual immortals!"
There is a faint murderous aura in this handwriting.
This is an unintentional expression from a person who has been on the battlefield all year round! "This handwriting should be left by King Qing! He died in a feather, with a rain of blood pouring down. Did King Qing really die that year?"
Fang Yue suddenly felt that Prince Qing was not that simple.
An extremely powerful true immortal who fought and killed for many years without respecting heaven or earth. Is such a strong man really willing to die like this?
What's more, during the peak period of King Qing's lifetime, he also touched the level of the spiritual fairyland.
If he has a chance, who can guarantee that he will not be able to break through the barriers, step into the realm of spiritual immortals, transform and be reborn, and return to the human world again?
Fang Yue felt that Prince Qing was a very thoughtful person.