The peak of Fenbao Cliff is huge and extremely wide, like a huge plateau, but it does not have the various magic weapon treasures that can often be seen on the mountainside.
There are only boulders here that look like precious phantoms.
It is rumored that this is the battlefield of ancient sages, and all the treasures have been turned into stones. Only those who are truly destined can get the treasures they want.
The top of the mountain is open, and various stones are laid out on the ground with various amazing patterns on them.
The golden crow turns into the sun, the imprisoned ox treads the sea, the Kunpeng flies across the sky...
They are all the most terrifying designs of pure mythical beasts, vaguely adding a sense of sacredness and terror to this area.
Many geniuses communicated carefully in front of the stone tablets of their respective races, trying to make the noble phantoms sealed inside the stones appear, but most of them failed.
Tang Xuanming, on the other hand, walked as fast as flying, and would only stop briefly in front of any stone tablet.
He knew that after he had the mark left by the first founder of Butian Pavilion in his body, as long as he came into contact with that most powerful magic weapon, the magic weapon would naturally follow him.
Tang Xuanming traversed left and right at an extremely fast speed. When he came to a tattered stone with the same slovenly appearance as the first founder of Butian Pavilion, black runes once again appeared above his head.
The ghost master's vague voice sounded in his ears again.
"My sword...my sword!"
Click!
The broken stone more than two feet long in front of Tang Xuanming suddenly cracked a crack and was completely shrouded in black mist.
"This is really..."
Tang Xuanming looked around at the stone tablets that were more than two feet high, with either a golden crow or a golden-winged roc engraved on them. Then he looked at the tattered stone at his feet, shrouded in black mist, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
The contrast is so strong that it's hard to complain.
After a while, there was no earth-shattering vision. The small group of black objects slowly dispersed, revealing a tattered iron piece.
To be precise, it's not a broken piece of iron, but a sword.
Over a long period of time, the hilt of the sword was completely corroded, leaving only the sword bone. The sword bone was also full of pits, with a piece missing in the east and a piece missing in the west. There were also many traces of corrosion on it, making it look like a broken piece.
Iron sheets.
Tang Xuanming's mouth twitched. If he hadn't clearly known that the ancient sword left by the Patian Pavilion Patriarch was the most powerful magic weapon in the world, he would have had the urge to turn around and leave now.
A group of top powerful beings around him have been paying attention to Tang Xuanming. There is no way, Tang Xuanming is too strong. Those who can go up the mountain are basically hammered by him, and those who survive after being beaten once are the top people here.
Everyone wants to see what this invincible man among his peers, who dominates Baidu Mountain, will do?
As a result, when I saw the people present, I almost laughed out loud.
A blue Bifan bird rolled its eyes twice and turned its head to the side. Its body was still trembling faintly, as if it couldn't suppress its laughter.
A white tiger looked serious, as if it was facing a major matter of life and death, which made Tang Xuanming feel a little comforted.
Click!
The four claws of the white tiger grabbed the ground and scratched a large crack in the ground. Tang Xuanming's face darkened. It was obvious that the tiger was also trying hard to suppress a smile.
"Master Patriarch, can't you make this bottle of ancient sword look more beautiful?"
Cursing in a low voice, Tang Xuanming drew the ancient sword upwards, only to find that it did not twitch with his strength.
And when his fingers touched the ancient sword, a monstrous murderous intention rushed into his heart. At that moment, his eyes were filled with blood, and he saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
He saw endless creatures lying on corpses, bleeding and drifting, and endless creatures dying.
That kind of aura was so terrifying that if Tang Xuanming's spiritual thoughts hadn't been tested countless times, he wouldn't have been able to bear it.
Ancient relics and even pure-blood beasts that were unprepared to receive such an impact would be seriously injured or even die on the spot.
The killing intent was continuous and lasted for half a quarter of an hour. It was enough to shatter the body of a top genius, but Tang Xuanming endured it as if no one else was around.
This time, he tried to draw the sword again without encountering any resistance, and the broken piece of iron fell into his hand with a gentle pull.
It was a real piece of broken iron. It was said to be the blade of the sword, but only half of it was left, only about a foot long. The remaining part flew to who knows where.
It was in tatters and looked like no treasure at all.
A group of top creatures around them looked strange, and they didn't dare to speak due to Tang Xuanming's ferocious power.
Tang Xuanming didn't mean to explain, so he rushed down the mountain with the broken sword.
And when these teenagers get together, they always feel like they are bullying children.
Well, that feeling... is really unusually comfortable.
"Go to Baicao Garden and take a look!"
Tang Xuanming touched the bone tower hidden in his hair, picked up the broken sword in his hand, which was only more than a foot long, and felt confident in his heart.
The Baicao Garden is the medicine garden in this ancient holy land. There are elixirs everywhere in it, and there are even holy medicines. For any holy land, it is a supreme treasure.
However, not many creatures actually enter the Herb Garden, because the requirements for entering the Herb Garden are too stringent.
You must have a body comparable to the cubs of heaven-level ferocious beasts to enter it. This alone can eliminate 99% of the geniuses in Baiduan Mountain.
Of course, for Tang Xuanming, this request was nothing.
After growing the Supreme Bone in his body, his physical body was even more powerful than Shi Hao in the same state.
He can be called an invincible fighter at the same level. Without the training in Kunpeng's lair, he dare not say that he can compete with the cubs of the Ten Ancient Fierce Beasts, but by his own estimation, they should be about the same.
"Although I know that the Fountain of Youth has no effect on worshiping spirits, I still try to do it after agreeing to the Butian Pavilion. After all, they have paid a lot for it."
Looking at the Baicao Garden from a distance, the energy in that area is soaring, and the aroma of elixirs is coming from far away. Ordinary herbs will turn into elixirs if they grow there for enough years. The aura is so rich that it can make people suffocate.
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There was mist around Baicao Garden. Tang Xuanming stared at it carefully for a long time and saw a lot of mysteries.
"You can't use the power of bone patterns and noble phantoms, can you only use pure physical power?"
"Humph, it's just what I want."
Without hesitation, he stepped into it.
As soon as you enter, a strong medicinal aroma hits your nose.
Tang Xuanming could tell the smell of dozens of medicinal materials with just one breath, and there were many more that he couldn't distinguish: "Fire Ganoderma, Patrol Vine, Fire Phoenix Grass..."
"It's amazing."
As soon as he entered, he felt as if he was carrying an ancient sacred mountain on his back, and his body was carrying unimaginable pressure. But in just a few breaths, he adapted. His eyes were like lightning, scanning the garden, and striding towards the depths.