Zhang Cong was confused for a while and couldn't help but look at the small porcelain vase in front of him. This guy brought me here and asked me to pick pearl fruit. Does he want to help me or help this pearl fruit find a house?
As if sensing Zhang Cong's doubts, the small porcelain bottle once again burst into light and suddenly escaped into Zhang Cong's sea of consciousness, no longer entering the storage bag.
Zhang Cong understood completely this time that he had definitely been deceived by the bottle. The bottle had lured him here just to find this pearl fruit. Fortunately, he was now in his own sea of consciousness.
Zhang Cong no longer paid attention to the bottle and the weird pearl fruit in the sea of consciousness, and quickly inserted the Taoist sword in his hand into the rock next to him.
I saw a flash of light flashing from the Taoist sword, and suddenly it was submerged into the huge rock, and even the hilt was invisible.
Zhang Cong's mouth opened wide again, what is going on? When his consciousness swept away, he saw that Dao Dao Jian was frantically absorbing the star marrow in the rock.
It seemed that this huge black rock was actually a star rock that fell from the sky in ancient times.
Zhang Cong raised his head and looked around. Without the light of the small porcelain bottle, the line of sight in the valley was very low. Although his spiritual consciousness could see very far, there was still a difference from what he could see with his naked eyes.
The master was able to explore this valley several times and discovered some of its secrets. However, the master did not have this magical bottle of his own, so many dangers could not be avoided, so he entered the valley many times but returned empty-handed. Treasure hunting requires luck.
It's impossible to rely on cultivation.
Zhang Cong touched the huge star rock next to him and looked at the dried blue petals. He couldn't help but wonder whether his luck was good or bad.
If Zhuguo lives in his own sea of consciousness, will it cause harm to him? But judging from the attitude of the porcelain bottle towards Zhuguo, it shouldn't harm him. The porcelain bottle has saved him many times.
After half an hour, a sword light rose into the sky with a clear roar, spinning in the air, and then slowly landed in front of Zhang Cong.
Zhang Cong was surprised to find that after the Dao Dao Sword absorbed the star marrow, not only was the sword almost complete, but the whole body was also shining with starlight. The entire sword was as bright as stars.
Zhang Cong smiled and stroked the sword gently. With a thought, he took the Dao Dao Sword back to the Divine Mansion.
What surprised him was that Dao Jian, who was so decisive in killing, turned a blind eye to the little yellow pearl fruit occupying the magpie's nest. There was no trace of hostility. With a thought, Zhang Cong took the small porcelain bottle in his hand and wiped it vigorously.
Liaoca said:
"What is your plan? I'm looking for spiritual fruit. What are you looking for for me? And you've taken over my divine palace?"
The small porcelain bottle flashed with light, flew into the air with a swish, turned twice, and suddenly flew into the dense forest to the left.
Zhang Cong quickly followed up with a smile. This time, the little porcelain bottle should not trick him again, right?
The further we walked, the spiritual energy became almost dense and turned into a mist. In the white mist, a little light was constantly flickering.
Zhang Cong took a closer look and saw in front of him a pool of clear water the size of his face. What shocked Zhang Cong was that the clear water gathered in the stone pit turned out to be pure spiritual liquid.
And in this small basin of spiritual liquid, there was actually a small tree half a meter high.
There are no flowers or leaves on the black iron-like tree trunk. It is impossible to see what the use of this branch is, but there should be some way to grow it in the spiritual liquid.
In fact, Zhang Cong didn't know that this seemingly inconspicuous dead branch turned out to be a rare gifted earth treasure gathering spirit branch.
Zhang Cong looked at the small porcelain vase and asked him to put this one away. Zhang Cong grimaced, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he put it into the Divine Mansion together with the spiritual spring.
But what he didn't expect was that the moment the Spirit-Gathering Branch took root in the Divine Mansion, he felt the rich spiritual energy around him suddenly rush toward him crazily. He didn't need to breathe it in at all, and it went directly into his pores.
Lingquan, Zhang Cong was completely shocked when he saw the Lingquan in the Divine Mansion gradually rising.
Before he could express his joy, he saw the golden pearl fruit swimming in the sea of consciousness suddenly flashing with light. The spiritual spring that was about to overflow was suddenly reduced by half, and even the pearl fruit drank it.
Seeing that the yellow bead fruit had finished drinking from the spiritual spring, its movements gradually slowed down, and finally it was attached to the wall of the divine palace and became motionless.
The so-called Divine Mansion is actually a container that contains divine consciousness and spiritual energy. However, as the cultivation level increases, the role of the Divine Mansion will gradually be revealed. After the foundation is established, the Divine Mansion will become stronger and stronger.
The earth caves and mud pits gradually turned into stone and brick palaces in preparation for the elixir formation.
At this moment, Pearl Fruit was attached to the wall of the Divine Mansion, motionless as if it was about to hibernate. The saplings were still attracting spiritual energy, but Dao Daojian didn't pay attention to Pearl Fruit's actions at all, but it made Zhang Cong baffled.
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After sucking for a full hour, the spiritual energy in the woods gradually faded away. The spiritual liquid in the sea of consciousness returned to the state before sucking the pearl fruit. Zhang Cong reached out to grab the small porcelain bottle and walked back.
We can't look any more today. Each of the few things we found are weird. Zhang Cong decided to digest them first.
Soon after leaving the valley, Zhang Cong escaped with a ray of light, and after a few ups and downs, he returned to Wenjian Daofu.
The purpose of Zhang Cong's anxious return was not to practice cultivation, but to take a quick look at the collection of books in the cave. Although the collection of books was put into storage bags, he never had time to take a closer look.
He felt that the pearl fruit and the branch he got in Falling God Valley today were very unusual, but he didn't recognize them. He wanted to look for clues in the book.
As soon as his consciousness swept away, a large number of books were piled around Zhang Cong. He searched one by one and found some clues.
There are some records of some rare and rare treasures in a book called "Strange Stories from the Cottage". Zhang Cong actually found the origin of the dead branch, which turned out to be an earthly treasure, the Spirit-Gathering Branch. This discovery almost made him faint with shock. How?
Maybe the genius treasure just let him find one?
According to the book, Juling Branches are also divided into several categories. The one he found is the lowest grade one, called Tiemuzhi, which is regarded as a rare treasure in the world of mortals. It is already a rarity on this road.
Zhang Cong smacked his lips with a smile on his face, and continued to browse through the Strange News with great joy, but he couldn't find the corresponding information on the bead fruit. There were several similar ones, but they were not very similar.
Zhang Cong looked at the bead fruit in the divine palace with confusion. What on earth is this thing? It looks like a fruit and an egg sac. He has a big appetite. He can drink half a pond of spiritual liquid in one gulp. Fortunately, there is iron wood.
Qiu, otherwise, not to mention consuming spiritual liquid to practice, the divine palace would probably be sucked to collapse.
After reading dozens of ancient books, although he couldn't find any information about the golden pearl fruit, Zhang Cong learned a lot about rare treasures. Next time he goes to Falling God Valley, he won't come back empty-handed.
Although he was meditating in the Taoist mansion, Ju Ling Zhi still slowly absorbed the spiritual energy like a divine spring. Zhang Cong did not need to introduce the energy into his body at all. Zhang Cong wanted to be quiet and lay down and fell asleep for the first time.
Zhang Cong had a lot of dreams that night. One moment, he dreamed of Xiaohua being chased by someone, and the next moment, he dreamed that he was trapped on a high platform. Wang Qianye looked at him with a ferocious smile. Suddenly, Wang Qianye appeared again.
He turned into a man in black with his face covered, and with a wave of his hand, a raging fire ignited under the high platform.
Zhang Cong woke up from his dream. It was already dawn outside. Zhang Cong shook his head. He was even more worried about Xiaohua. But he couldn't go out now, let alone find her, so he could only grit his teeth.
I pray that Xiaohua and her daughter are safe.
After sleeping all night, Zhang Cong felt quite tired, so he couldn't help but walk to the pool, hold up a pool of water and wash his face. Suddenly he saw his reflection in the pool, and couldn't help but rub his eyes, even though his hair was covered with thunder.
The roast was gone, but why did his face change? It turned out to be ten years younger, just like what he looked like when he was twenty.
After watching carefully for a long time, Zhang Cong slowly stood up, left the Taoist mansion, and walked slowly towards the Falling God Valley. He was thinking unconsciously, would Xiaohua still like her when she saw her younger self?
The Falling God Valley is indeed magical. The road he just cut yesterday could not be seen at all this morning. It is still full of ancient appearance.
Zhang Cong didn't waste any effort, just took out the small bottle, stepped on the top of the tree, and ran inside quickly.
This time the small porcelain bottle seems to have been reversed, but it is still not the path that the Wenjian Taoist has walked. It seems that this small bottle seems to be very familiar with this place.
Zhang Cong followed from a distance with a little doubt, and suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from the front.
Zhang Cong was stunned and hurried over, and found a huge cave. The rumbling sound came from the cave.
The small porcelain bottle was hanging in front of the cave, as if waiting for Zhang Cong. Zhang Cong shook his head and walked to the edge of the cave. The farther he walked, the colder he got. When he reached the small porcelain bottle, his body felt uncomfortable. This kind of coldness was actually the same as winter.
The cold is different, it's a cold that freezes into the bone marrow.
The small bottle floated persistently in front of his eyes, and he understood that it was to let him in. Zhang Cong took a deep breath, circulated his true energy and walked step by step towards the cave.
The cave was pitch black and exuded a fishy smell. The rumbling sound of water in the cave was even more deafening. Zhang Cong braved the severe cold and walked down step by step. After walking a short distance, the scene in front of him stunned him.
There are ruins at the feet, and in front of you is a bottomless pool. On the opposite stone wall, there is a turbid waterfall, pouring down from the darkness that reaches the top, making the water surface roar.
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The water in the pool was foamy, turbid and viscous, like a pot of paste, and exuded a strong fishy smell.
Zhang Cong looked at the turbid water at his feet with a serious face. He suddenly took off a piece of gauze from his clothes, reached out and threw it down. He saw the piece of gauze fluttering on the water, almost without pausing.
It actually sank directly into the murky, foamy water.
Weak water or underworld? There are records of these two legendary rivers in the book Zhang Cong read. No matter which river it is, this is not a good place. What does Xiao Bottle want to do when he brings himself here?
?Do you have to jump into Ruoshui to exercise? Thinking of this, Zhang Cong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
