There are no more defensive arrangements in the cave.
If you think about it, you can guess the thoughts of the owner here. If the decoration outside can't stop people coming, then no matter how many decorations there are, it will be of little use.
After Chen Fan entered the cave, everything went smoothly.
Except for the eternal soul stone on the outer cave wall, there are no unusual arrangements in the depths of the cave.
Chen Fan walked all the way in. When he saw the withered bones sitting cross-legged on the stone bed in the deepest space of the cave, Chen Fan couldn't help but frowned.
Although the clothes on the withered bones have become so rotten that they can be reduced to ashes by even the slightest breeze, the patterns on them can still be discerned.
A cultivator whose strength reaches the realm of Xuan Ying can make his body incorruptible.
But the flesh and blood on the Taoist cultivator in front of him had long since rotted and fallen off, leaving only a skeleton sitting in place.
Chen Fan couldn't imagine what this cultivator had gone through, but he must have experienced great terror or great losses before he was alive, which could have completely drained away the essence stored in his flesh and bone marrow, leading to him falling into this situation.
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The flesh, blood and bones of any cultivator who died normally can be used as treasures for refining weapons, and are even used by some evil cultivators as good materials for refining puppets.
Even if a cultivator dies due to excessive injuries, his bones will not be so mutilated.
Chen Fan's eyes fell on this withered skeleton.
Because they were deep in the cave, the clothes on the withered bones still remained and had not been destroyed by external forces.
Therefore, from the details on the clothes, Chen Fan could roughly infer that this cultivator had not encountered any external injuries during his lifetime, and at least the clothes on his body were in complete condition.
However, from the texture on the clothes, Chen Fan could infer that this cultivator was not from the Northern Tribulation Mansion.
After confirming this fact, Chen Fan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
What Chen Fan is looking forward to most is to find some clues left behind by his own little world, but the withered skeleton in front of him obviously has no connection with his own little world.
Even before Chen Fan was reborn, this cultivator had already died here.
"Chen Fan, are you here?"
call!
A gust of wind flashed past, and Gui Ji ducked in from outside the cave.
Appeared in front of Chen Fan.
The strong wind brought by Gui Ji instantly turned the rotten clothes on Dry Bones into a cloud of dust and scattered them all over the ground.
The dead bones with a trace of metallic luster remaining inside were revealed.
Gui Ji also noticed something unusual in the cave, stared at the withered bones, and couldn't help but ask, "This cultivator should be a strong man in the Three Flowers Gathering Realm, right? Why are these bones so unbearable?"
At the beginning, Chen Fan did not expect that such broken bones were actually left behind by a Three Flowers Gathering cultivator.
However, when he thought of the phantom soul seal array arranged outside, Chen Fan was a little enlightened.
Although the cultivator in front of him is not a master from Beijie Mansion, the method he arranged is also a different approach. He just transplanted his method of controlling the inner world to the outside of his body, and arranged such a place to suppress all soul power.
phantom array.
Even this formation can continue to flourish and continue to this day, still maintaining this state.
Thinking of this, Chen Fan was suddenly stunned.
yes!
"I know why this cultivator's bones are so rotten!"
Gui Ji suddenly chuckled, "It seems that this cultivator is also a talent, and he can actually come up with such a weird method!"
Chen Fan shook his head, "Gui Ji, this thing is still a bit weird. Think about it, if this cultivator just wants to protect his own body, is it necessary to arrange it so rigorously outside?"
Gui Ji nodded and glanced back and forth in the stone room several times, but couldn't see any clues.
"Chen Fan, this cultivator is just a poor guy, what can be done with him?"
Gui Ji giggled and laughed, "But the weapon spirit of the flying sword is actually a ruthless character. He dug up all the stones on the wall of the cave outside!"
"Kid, what are you talking about?"
Before Gui Ji could finish her words, Po Jun flew back to Chen Fan.
The voice of the White Tiger spirit sounded around Gui Ji, and an inexplicable pressure made Gui Ji feel like she couldn't breathe.
Gui Ji's face suddenly changed and she suddenly turned pale.
Chen Fan hurriedly coughed and said, "Okay, now that we have collected everything, we can smelt it into the sword body as soon as possible. I still need it urgently to break the army!"
"I know you want to get your master out of trouble as soon as possible. Forget it, don't follow the example of a brat!"
The White Tiger weapon spirit instantly returned to Po Jun's sword, and the powerful suppressive force hovering above Gui Ji's head faded away in an instant.
The pale Gui Ji breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Chen Fan, where did your weapon spirit come from? Is it actually stronger than my aura?"
No wonder Gui Ji was curious. If anyone dared to call her a kid, it would be strange if Gui Ji didn't immediately turn her back. However, the hand of Baihu Spirit directly eliminated Gui Ji's idea of ​​resistance without a trace.
"You don't have to guess where he is from. Just remember not to provoke him when the time comes!"
Chen Fan didn't want to explain any more. After all, the existence of the White Tiger Soul was also one of Chen Fan's absolute trump cards.
In addition, although the White Tiger Soul's strength level is high enough, its actual combat power is not strong. In other words, it will take a long enough time and enough resources to fill in the current White Tiger Soul before it can return to its heyday.
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This is also the reason why Chen Fan allowed the White Tiger Soul to dig out those eternal soul stones. After all, these things can greatly improve the repair of the White Tiger Soul and the broken army sword body.
Whether it was for himself or for the White Tiger Soul, Chen Fan had to do this.
Gui Ji also knew that she couldn't find out anything by asking.
I had no choice but to give up, but there was just such a corpse in this cave, and there was nothing else worth paying attention to.
At this moment, the white tiger soul suddenly let out a sneer.
'Chen Fan, your vision has indeed become weaker. Don't you feel that there is a trace of space fluctuation under the bones?'
What?
Chen Fan felt happy.
His eyes fell on the corpse of the cultivator.
Just now, because I always felt that I couldn't use my spiritual power, let alone think about using my telekinesis.
However, the reminder from the White Tiger Spirit made Chen Fan suddenly realize that his spiritual power could be restored to use.
Gui Ji also noticed the abnormality, "Chen Fan, it seems that the suppression of the soul seal magic array has disappeared, and I can use the soul power."
Chen Fan nodded and quickly released a stream of telekinesis.
Sure enough, under the stone slab under the corpse, a trace of the fluctuation of space power was found.