Chu Yiliu's eyes showed a look of ecstasy, and his hands holding the black iron silk book were trembling a little. He was really thinking about whatever he was thinking.
He accidentally opened up the sea of consciousness and gained spiritual power. Now there is another divine refining method for cultivating spiritual consciousness!
"No, this divine refining technique is incomplete." Chu Yiliu suddenly discovered something was wrong with this technique.
It talks about how to use spiritual consciousness, but it doesn't say how to convert spiritual power into spiritual consciousness. It seems that there should be another part at the front of this silk book.
"It should also be in the ruins." Chu Yiliu touched his chin and muttered. He put the black iron silk book into his storage bag.
A Li was carrying spiritual materials below and sending all the heavenly and earthly treasures that filled the palace outside. From time to time, exclamations of surprise could be heard.
The corners of Chu Yiliu's mouth raised. These poor Qiong children had a very simple mind. They would work hard for anyone who treated them well.
Just as he was thinking about it, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.
"By the way. There are already the Bronze Palace guarded by the green snake and the Black Iron Palace guarded by the white tiger. Now that we have the second of the four elephants, there should be two remaining. Maybe the upper and lower volumes of the silk book are in the other two.
In the palace." After Chu Yiliu suddenly figured this out, his eyes lit up.
"Go and have a look." He walked out of the Black Iron Palace carrying the Xumi Zhan, and then asked someone to draw the route they had taken before.
Many of Qiong's children had a good sense of direction and clearly drew a rough map for him.
Chu Yiliu traced his fingers between the Bronze Palace and the Black Iron Palace, his eyes moved slightly. These two formed a quarter of an arc. How about going down the arc?
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked people to look in the direction where his finger traced.
Some people didn't understand and asked doubtfully: "Brother Chu, what are we doing?"
"There should be another palace, but we didn't find it." Chu Yiliu muttered.
"What else?" Everyone's eyes flashed with sparkles.
Although there are many heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the Black Iron Palace, their distribution to everyone is limited. Especially for the Qiong family’s disciples who have just joined, the more than 20 people can only get one-tenth of the spiritual objects. They have just tasted the benefits, and naturally
Can't wait.
"Brother Chu, let us go over and take a look." Among the newly joined Qiong family members, a woman dressed in black clothes walked out. She had short brown hair and looked extremely capable.
"Okay." Chu Yiliu knew that these newly joined Qiong family members wanted a chance to perform, so he decisively agreed to them.
The brown-haired girl led a few people in the direction pointed by Chu Yiliu.
Seeing all this, Qiong Er's eyes moved slightly. People died for money, and birds died for food. Chu Yiliu had a firm grasp of the psychology of these Qiong children. Although they also knew how to use money to win over them, they couldn't do so.
The Qiong family has three thousand children. If they are all like Chu Yiyi, then the Qiong family's family fortune, no matter how large it is, will fall apart.
And, more importantly, the Qiong family adheres to the principle of respect and inferiority. The strong should enjoy everything, while the weak should only serve them.
At this time, outside the ruins.
Qiong's genius became a little impatient and asked in a deep voice: "Is there still no news?"
Qiong Da looked worried and said in a deep voice: "Not yet. There is no news from the disciples who went in before."
In the huge ruins, fifty or sixty Qiong family members seemed to have disappeared from the world. However, none of their soul cards were broken, proving that these people were not dead yet.
"Maybe he's trapped somewhere." Qiong Da thought for a moment and said.
No one knows what the ruins in Ningyun War Zone are. They may be mazes, or they may be creation...
One thought is life, the other thought is death.
Tianjiaozi's eyes moved slightly and said: "Get ready, I want to go in personally."
He looked at the ruins with a burning light in his eyes.
"My subordinates think it's inappropriate." Qiong Da said in shock. The situation in the ruins is currently unknown. If the proud man goes in hastily and cannot come out later, wouldn't it be a big trouble?
"I have made up my mind, let's get ready." Tianjiaozi said calmly, the firmness in his tone was undeniable.
"Yes!" Qiong Da could only nod in agreement.
After a while, hundreds of disciples gathered.
The Tianjiaozi shook his head and said: "There is no need for so many people, ten are enough."
Fifty or sixty people went in before, but it was useless. Why bring so many people in? Another point is that Tianjiaozi is very confident in his own strength.
"If you bring too many people, they will be a burden." He shook his head and said.
Qiong Da picked out nine people from the crowd,
"You stay and help me manage the outside. And Qiong Wu and Qiong Liu stay to help you." Tianjiaozi said calmly.
After that, he took Qiong Qi, Qiong Ba, and eight of the Qiong family's children into the underground tunnel.
At this time, in the Black Iron Palace, Chu Yiliu had just taken A Li out and began to distribute spiritual objects to everyone.
More than fifty people all had excited faces.
"Okay, everyone, take a rest for a while and then we go to the next palace." Chu Yiliu ordered.
"Yes." Everyone declared yes.
He asked everyone to rest while waiting for news about the brown-haired girl and others. While resting, he slowly closed his eyes and thought about the things in the black iron silk book.
Although there are few words in this silk book, each word is exquisite and worth pondering over and over again. Chu Yiliu combined the spiritual consciousness skills he had practiced in his previous life, which is different from refining the divine art.
"What kind of person was the owner of this ruins during his lifetime?" Chu Yiliu was a little curious, but he was even more curious about what the upper part of the black iron silk book looked like.
How to cultivate spiritual power into divine consciousness?
Qiong Er walked up and said, "Mr. Chu, I know you are not from the Qiong family."
Chu Yiyi glanced at him and said nothing.
"Have you ever thought about the consequences if you lead a group of us to rebel against the direct descendants of the Qiong family? The Qiong family is a very large family that has been inherited from the Tianfeng Empire for thousands of years." Qiong Er narrowed his eyes slightly.
He is different from others. He is a confidant of Tianjiaozi and has countless wealth. There is no need to take risks with Chu Yiliu and others.
"After leaving the ruins, you can leave, but what about us, the Qiong family's children?" Qiong Er's words contained a hint of questioning.
Chu Yiliu's expression moved slightly, and he felt that everyone was looking at him. Although these treasures are good, they still have to take them away with their lives?
Are they going to follow Chu Yiliu to avoid Qiong's pursuit?
But do they still have parents and relatives?
Some people's faces changed, and their lips turned purple with fear.
Qiong Er's words are undoubtedly what they are most worried about.
"Although I am not a member of the Qiong family, there are some of my people in the Qiong family." Chu Liuliu said calmly.
Before, he only planned to learn skills from the barbarians to control the barbarians, and use the Qiong family's children to deal with the Qiong family's children. But now, he accidentally discovered the huge contradiction between the Qiong family's direct line and the collateral line, and gathered these Qiong family members by mistake.
The heart of a descendant.
Return a favor in return.
This group of people were loyal to him, and Chu Yiliu couldn't bear to treat them as cannon fodder anymore, so he began to think about the long term.
Qiong Er raised his eyebrows, a little shocked, and asked suspiciously: "Who do you mean?"
The Qiong clan respects direct lineage, and the Ningyun Realm respects the proud ones. Chu Yiyi said that there is one of his in the Qiong clan, is it a collateral lineage or a direct lineage?
"If you are an ordinary person, I'm afraid you don't have the right to speak." Qiong Er's eyes moved slightly and he said coldly.
"One of the nine sons of the Qiong family, are you satisfied with this answer?" Chu Yiliu said calmly.
The nine sons of the Qiong family!
The expressions of everyone present changed. Some were shocked, while others were ecstatic. The nine sons of the Qiong family were the most outstanding among the three thousand Qiong family children. How could they easily be loyal to someone with a foreign surname?
"Who is it?" Qiong Er's eyes showed an urgent look. There is no doubt that the nine sons of the Qiong family are respected by the proud ones. Unexpectedly, among them is Chu Yiliu's undercover agent.
"Qiong Yuyan!" He said calmly.
Everyone around looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Among the nine sons of the Qiong family, only Qiong Yuyan had the most special status. He was the only concubine.
In a sense, the status of a concubine is not as good as that of a close descendant. But Qiong Yuyan did rely on her own strength to step into the seat of the nine sons of the Qiong family.
"It turns out to be that little beast!" Qiong Er's face showed a look of shock, and he clenched his fists without leaving any trace.
After he escapes from the clutches of Chu Yiliu, he must tell the news to Tianjiaozi and let him punish Qiong Yuyan, a concubine!
It's a pity that Chu Yiyi won't give him a chance.
He patted Qiong Er's shoulder. Qiong Er subconsciously turned her head to look at him, and happened to meet a pair of deep invisible magic eyes.
"You..." Qiong Er was shocked, but soon his consciousness became blurred.
"Humph." Chu Yiliu chuckled, patted his shoulder and said, "You talk too much."
As a prisoner, Qiong Er should behave like a prisoner. Chu Yiyi deliberately revealed the news to him and then let him rot in his heart. This feeling should make Qiong Er very aggrieved.
However, he brought this upon himself.
We are never merciful when dealing with our enemies.
Chu Yiyi walked among the Qiong family's children and said loudly: "Don't worry, the conflict between me and the Tianjiaozi will never involve you. In the final analysis, this matter is just a dispute between the direct line and the collateral line of the Qiong family."
"The law does not punish everyone. It is impossible for the direct line of the Qiong family to kill you all. However, the premise is that our performance in the ruins is better than the direct line led by the genius!"
Although the descendants of the Qiong family have a weak voice, they are better because they have more people. As long as they perform well enough and get the Shuangmai Peak inheritance one step ahead of the chosen ones, the direct descendants of the Qiong family dare not do anything to them. After all, they treat Qiong.
He is also a meritorious minister.
"However, to be honest, you may suffer some losses." Chu Yiliu said calmly.
After all, the Qiong family is a giant. It is impossible for him to lead more than fifty collateral clans to overthrow the rule of the direct clan. Therefore, in the end, they had to spend a large part of the spiritual objects they obtained to silence the direct clan.
Even so, the benefits gained by this group of collateral descendants are far greater than they originally were.
"We are willing!" Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard that Chu Yiliu's analysis made sense.
How would he feel if the proud son of the Qiong family saw a group of Qiong children looking down on someone with a foreign surname?