What the Tian Tomb Sect lacks the most is manpower.
With the addition of Jiuyin Sect, this shortcoming was instantly made up for.
"Master Ling, the Yin Jiao has been killed, and there is no obstacle to the tomb. We can enter."
Zhou Xuan then said.
"kindness."
Ling Yun nodded.
Immediately afterwards, the group of people walked towards the valley.
At the end of the valley, Ling Yun saw a cave entrance that looked like a coffin.
The entrance is square in shape and completely formed naturally.
The group of people entered the cave directly without hesitation.
In the passage, the atmosphere was extremely cold.
It is worthy of being called the Sky Tomb of Death.
This heavenly tomb is beneficial and harmless to Zhou Xuan, Zhou Ya and everyone in the Jiuyin Sect. After all, they rely on this power to practice.
Ling Yun was also not afraid.
Today, he has cultivated a golden body of thunder.
Thunder has a natural restraint effect on Yin evil forces, so how could he be afraid of the Sky Tomb?
This passage is more than three thousand meters long.
After passing through the passage, the group entered a huge underground world.
In this underground world, there are various ancient buildings, undoubtedly built by the Tian Tomb Sect in the past.
Everyone in the Jiuyin Sect was even more surprised, feeling that this place was countless times more luxurious than their sect.
Seeing these ancient buildings, Ling Yun was quite speechless.
These buildings all look like large tombs, and they are truly worthy of the Heavenly Tomb Sect.
Zhou Xuan took Ling Yun to a tomb in the depths.
"Sir, here is our Tian Tomb Sect, which has been passed down and accumulated over the generations. If you need anything, please just take it."
Zhou Xuandao.
He knew very well that if it weren't for Ling Yun, they wouldn't even have the ability to recapture the Sky Tomb.
Therefore, even if Ling Yun empties the Tian Tomb Sect's savings, he will not have any complaints.
The cultivation environment of the Heavenly Tomb is the most important to them.
The Tian Tomb Sect has been inherited for who knows how many years, and its savings are indeed substantial.
Even if most of the resources are only suitable for warriors of the Sky Tomb Sect, the remaining few resources are far superior to those giants in the Western Wilderness.
Ling Yun didn't look at these resources.
For him today, there is no shortage of ordinary resources.
As an alchemist, if he wants ordinary resources, he can get them at any time.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on a five-color stone in the main hall.
"Relic."
Ling Yun was taken aback.
He didn't expect to see relics in the Tian Tomb Sect's treasure house.
The relics are the remaining spiritual power after the death of the eminent monk, that is, the power of spiritual consciousness.
Those who can leave relics are eminent monks.
Therefore, every relic contains strong spiritual power.
This kind of treasure will undoubtedly have a huge effect on Lingyun's remaining soul.
But then Ling Yun felt regretful.
This relic has obviously been severely eroded by the environment of the celestial tomb, its color has become dull, and there are even cracks on it.
Therefore, there is not much spiritual power left inside.
But for Ling Yun today, this is also very rare.
According to the cultivation standards of the Ancient Continent, if you want to form a relic, you must at least be a Martial Emperor.
Obviously, there cannot be many Martial Emperors in the ancient continent, and relics are even rarer.
This is very likely to be Ling Yun's only chance to obtain the relic before he becomes truly powerful.
"I want this."
Ling Yun was not polite.
"Master, do you have any other needs?"
Zhou Xuandao.
Ling Yun shook his head: "Prepare a secret room for me, I will just retreat for a while."
Seeing that Ling Yun had made up his mind, Zhou Xuan said no more.
At the same time, he was even more grateful to Ling Yun from the bottom of his heart.
In the secret room.
Ling Yun quickly refined the relic.
The spiritual power in the relics is indeed strong.
It's a pity that Lingyun Yuanshen was too damaged, and most of the relics were also damaged.
After repairing less than one millionth part, the spiritual power of this relic is almost exhausted.
Ling Yun quickly stopped.
He observed his broken soul for a while and sighed: "It has indeed been repaired, but it can only be used once."
Fortunately, it is better than nothing.
After repairing such a broken spirit, he had a life-saving trump card.
Ling Yun had no intention of wasting the remaining relic energy.
It just so happens that he has not yet gathered his spiritual consciousness.
The energy in the relic can hardly be used to repair the soul, but it is absolutely effective in condensing spiritual consciousness.
Without thinking, the remaining energy of the relic was used by Ling Yun to condense his spiritual consciousness.
An hour later.
Ling Yun's thoughts formed a hazy cloud in the sea of consciousness.
This is his spiritual consciousness.
I have to say that the relic is very powerful.
Ling Yun's spiritual consciousness was just born, and it was already on par with the Martial Master.
Click! The relic's energy was exhausted, completely shattered, and turned into powder and scattered.
But Ling Yun was very calm.
Anyone else might be happy to have gathered such powerful spiritual consciousness.
But this is just a small matter for Ling Yun.
"It's time to leave."
Ling Yun stood up.
Now that he has cultivated the Thunder Golden Body, his strength has become stronger, and he is undoubtedly more confident in saving Yu Wanyang.
Moreover, time is really running out.
But Ling Yun said goodbye to Zhou Xuan and others.
"Sir, I have an old friend who was my friend in the alchemy world in the past. He is a native of Luo City. If you are not familiar with Luo City, you can go to Luo City to find him."
Zhou Xuandao: "With him here, I believe it will be much easier for you to do things."
Ling Yun nodded and did not refuse.
He knew nothing about Los Angeles and really needed a guide.
Ling Yun always acted vigorously and resolutely, so he set off that day and headed straight for Luo City.
This time, there were no obstacles on the way.
A day and a half later, Ling Yun arrived in Luo City.
Luocheng is extremely prosperous, more than ten times larger than Hecheng.
This is a really big city.
Ling Yun followed the address given by Zhou Xuan and found the latter's former residence.
What caught Ling Yun's sight was a large manor.
However, this manor looks a bit dilapidated.
Ling Yun was a little surprised, but without thinking much, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"who?"
A girl's voice came from the door.
"Excuse me, Master Tang, does he live here?"
Ling Yun said: "My dear, Ling Yun, Master Tang's old friend Zhou Xuan asked me to come."
Zhou Xuan's old friend, named "Tang Long", was also a fourth-grade alchemist.
The courtyard fell silent.
After a while, I heard a "squeak" and the door opened, revealing a pretty girl.
The girl looked at Ling Yun: "Who are you from Uncle Zhou?"
Obviously, she knew Zhou Xuan.
"Zhou Xuan and I are friends. Since it was my first time to come to Luo City and I was not familiar with it, Zhou Xuan introduced me here."
Ling Yun said, taking out a letter, "This is written by Zhou Xuan and asked me to give it to Master Tang."
The girl's expression darkened: "You can come in, but there is no need to read the letter."
"how?"
Ling Yun was puzzled.
The girl said: "My father, he passed away last year."
Ling Yun was surprised and could only say: "Sorry."
At this moment, he finally understood why this manor was so big but looked so dilapidated.
"This has nothing to do with you."
The girl smiled and said, "By the way, my name is Tang Qian. What are you doing in Luo City?"
"Come to pick up someone, and find some people to settle accounts with."
Ling Yun said calmly.
Tang Qian didn't ask any more questions.
Arriving at the manor, Ling Yun could feel the Tang family's desolation more and more.
There is not even a single servant in the manor of hundreds of square meters.
Entering the main hall, Tang Qian served Ling Yun tea and water in a very polite manner.
Ling Yun sat peacefully.
While drinking tea, his eyes suddenly stopped on a portrait on the wall next to him.
The one painted on the portrait is a girl whom Ling Yun is very familiar with.
"This is Jiang Yan, the second young lady of the Jiang family."
Sensing Ling Yun's gaze, Tang Qian said: "She is a famous alchemy genius in Luo City. She studied under Zhou Wei, the sixth-level alchemist master. At only fifteen years old, she was already a fourth-level alchemy master.
Jiang Yan is my idol, and one day, I will become as powerful an alchemy master as her."