The underground space of five acres was filled with mountains of spiritual stones. Not only Qin Yu was shocked, but even Zhang Cong, who had raided the warehouse several times, was shocked. The spiritual stones here were similar to those of the Wang family and the Bai family.
Different, this is simply a mine.
Zhang Cong quickly patted Qin Yu. He had already begun to use storage bags to collect spiritual stones like crazy. It took more than 200 storage bags to collect all the spiritual stones in the warehouse. Zhang Cong pulled them away.
Looking at Qin Yu who was still in a daze, he ran out. This time he knew that he must have caused a big trouble. If he didn't run, he might be blocked on the mountain.
Neither of them dared to go down the ladder. They still let Zi Ling control the wisteria to move them down the mountain. Zhang Cong dragged Qin Yu and ran towards Guichou Mountain like crazy. It wasn't until he sat in the black pine forest that Zhang Cong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
, Qin Yu next to him had vomited into a mess and couldn't straighten up for a long time.
Zhang Cong himself was also busy calming down the surging spiritual power. The two of them talked for half an hour before Qin Yu gasped and asked: "Brother Zhang Cong, why are you running so fast? You almost exhausted me to death."
Zhang Cong said with a smile: "We may have made a big mistake this time. I guess these spiritual stones were mined from the Laojun Mountain Spiritual Stone Mine. If they haven't arrived yet, they have to rush to the Sword Sect, so we will rob them."
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When I was fighting just now, I was quite puzzled that a second-rate sect actually had two extremely powerful late-stage foundation-building monks in charge, and it turned out to be because of these spiritual stones."
Qin Yu's face was stunned after hearing what he said, and then his face burst into laughter. He grabbed Zhang Cong and said, "This time we have made great achievements. Not only did we seize a large number of spiritual stones, but we also destroyed them."
The Xuanjian Sect is a second-level sect. I see that in the Lingshi Mine in Laojun Mountain, the Xuanwu Sect is probably helping to catch the miners and transport them. Taking down the Xuanwu Sect is equivalent to breaking its wings, which is probably enough to slow down the Xuanjian Sect for a while.
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The Xuanjian Sect has suffered a big loss this time. Fatty Jin will probably vomit blood. He might have to fight with several major sects tomorrow. I think we will leave for the royal city immediately and leave Black Dragon Town, a place of right and wrong, first.
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Zhang Cong curled his lips and rolled his eyes at Qin Yu: "Calm down, you have to calm down. You are also the leader of the hall. How can you be so panicked when something happens?"
Qin Yu was stunned, then rushed over and pushed Zhang Cong to the ground. The two laughed while making trouble. The tense atmosphere just now was completely relieved.
Zhang Cong's consciousness swept away, and a mountain of storage bags was piled on the grass. He then took out a few storage bags of foundation-building monks, leaving only the magic weapons and secret books of the two sect masters, and some intermediate level ones.
The rest of the spiritual stones were thrown on the grass.
Not only are the spirit stones useless to Zhang Cong, but Xiaohua and Aunt Cuihua will not rely on the spirit stones to practice in the future. Therefore, these things that are more important than life in the eyes of others are just garbage in the eyes of Zhang Cong, not to mention him.
There are thousands of intermediate spiritual stones alone, and hundreds of thousands of primary spiritual stones, which are enough.
Qin Yu watched Zhang Cong pack his things, except for picking up a few magic weapons and secret books, and threw them all on the ground. He asked in surprise: "Brother Zhang Cong, do you really not want these spiritual stones? How many of these can I buy?"
It’s a big town.”
Zhang Cong said with a smile: "What do I need this thing for? Don't mention me, you will find it boring to practice with this thing in the future. Since you want to take me to see your grandfather, just treat it as a meeting gift for him."
I'll get some spiritual fruits later, but I advise you to save some backup and pick some spiritual stones to hide. This royal city is a bottomless pit. You have to keep some not only for others, but also for your family. Your grandfather is not Yishui.
Wang, do you understand?"
Qin Yu nodded thoughtfully, and Zhang Cong pointed to the Lingshi Mountain on the ground and said, "You can organize it yourself. I'll get some spiritual fruits suitable for you, and I'll come back to help you clean it up after I'm done."
After saying this, the light-escape man had already run away.
Zhang Cong destroyed the Xuanwu Sect this time, and he really decided to follow Qin Yu into the royal city. This was a bit of a big deal. He also felt that he should hide and let the Xuanjian Sect fight with several major sects. He hid in the royal city to watch.
It’s going to be lively for a while, so I’ll take the opportunity to discuss some cultivation experiences with Grandpa Qin Yu.
He wanted to ask about the news about Xiaohua's mother and daughter when he passed by Panlong Town. If he was still held captive by Xuanjian Sect, it would only slowly consume Xuanjian Sect's strength. When he grew up, he could defeat Xuanjian Sect.
The sword sect happened to avenge his master as well.
Following the small porcelain bottle, he wandered around the Valley of the Fallen Gods. This time, Zhang Cong mainly picked high-end spiritual fruits, especially those with water and wood attributes. He didn't know how long he would stay in the royal city this time, so it was necessary to prepare some spiritual fruits.
After gathering nearly a hundred spiritual fruits, Zhang Cong returned to the black pine forest. Seeing that Qin Yu had almost finished packing, he pulled her and ran inside. Standing on the edge of the poisonous Gobi Desert, Zhang Cong suddenly had an idea and asked Qin Yu to
After releasing the purple spirit and watching the purple spirit absorb the poisonous miasma crazily, Qin Yu not only asked Zhang Cong in confusion: "Why does this guy even eat the poisonous gas?"
Zhang Cong pointed to the sparse shrubs on the Gobi and said: "These poisonous miasmas are spores released by highly toxic shrubs. They are extremely poisonous and can reproduce, but they have the nature of plants.
After the purple spirit absorbs this poisonous miasma, the wisteria array will become a poison ivy array in the future. Not only can it be entangled with thorns, but it will also spray poisonous mist. If we really fight a big battle, this will definitely be a powerful magic weapon."
The two of them arrived at Wisteria Cliff without walking far. The purple spirit floating on Qin Yu's head suddenly ran into the wisteria forest. Qin Yu also released the wisteria sword. Zhang Cong looked at Qin Yu and said:
"I'm going to practice in front for a while, but you must not go there. It's too dangerous and not suitable for you. Just stay here to collect your energy."
After saying that, he turned around and walked forward, directly running towards the stone bridge.
Zhang Cong had just fought to death two powerful foundation-building monks, and felt the inadequacy of his own spiritual sword attack. At the same time, he also wanted to learn about the sorcerer's flag sect magic to see if he could incorporate it into his own reversal of the thunder formation.
Absorbing the power of thunder spirit crazily, Zhang Cong vigorously expanded his divine palace. Since the last time he expanded the divine palace to twenty-seven feet, he has been using small porcelain bottles to nourish the four walls of his divine palace. After a few days,
As expected, the walls became much softer due to the nourishment.
With the injection of a large amount of thunder spirit liquid, the divine palace once again swelled like a ball to the limit. At the same time, Zhang Cong also divided a part of the spirit liquid to impact the spiritual platform between his eyebrows. The severe pain that almost made Zhang Cong faint tortured him again.
It makes me want to die, but Zhang Cong is like a masochist now. If he doesn't do it every few days, he will feel really uncomfortable.
The spiritual platform is in the brain, just behind the eye of heaven. Zhang Cong attacked the square-inch spiritual platform because he wanted to rush away the magic eyes in advance. Most monks only attack the magic eyes after entering the golden elixir. After Zhang Cong experienced the attack of the magic monk, he suddenly
I feel that the magic eye is very important. After all, relying on spiritual consciousness is very laborious and requires energy when fighting. It should be a lot easier after the magic eye is opened.
The severe pain caused by the pulse-breaking attack, coupled with the torture of impacting the spiritual platform, made Zhang Cong almost forget that his divine palace had been raised several times. At this time, most of his energy was focused on the magic eyes in front of his forehead.
The third eye he is opening now is not the yin and yang eye that people often say. After washing his marrow, he can already see things that ordinary people cannot see. What he wants to open now is the Dharma eye, which is the third eye with magical power. Not only can he see
Some things that can only be observed with spiritual consciousness can also use the Dharma Eyes to carry out spiritual attacks and directly attack the opponent's spiritual platform.
The thin layer of forehead bones and skin covering the front of the sky made Zhang Cong suffer a lot. He blasted it dozens of times with thunder before burning a gap in the forehead bones, leaving only the skin.
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Zhang Chong endured the severe pain, shook his head that was dizzy from the thunder and lightning, channeled nearly half of the spiritual power in his body, and struck his forehead like crazy.
This time, it didn't hurt at all. Zhang Cong just felt that almost one-third of the divine spiritual spring in his body was suddenly reduced. A dazzling light shot out from his forehead, and even the thick thunder liquid burned out.
The extremely high heat in the cave actually vaporized the thunder liquid, and clouds of colorful halo floated over Thunder Lake.
Zhang Cong, who was almost exhausted, quickly withdrew his spiritual thoughts from the spiritual platform and carefully looked inside his eyes. Where the heavenly eye was originally, there was a vertical eye that was as big as two of his eyes. He had already opened it. The kind he had just seen.
Spiritual attack is just one way. After several trials, Zhang Cong roughly understood the use of the consciousness thorn.
Similar to the spiritual sword he made with spiritual liquid, the Divine Consciousness Thorn is a bundle of solid spiritual thoughts refined with divine consciousness. It is used to attack the enemy's spiritual platform. It is far more effective and harder to defend than the Sea of Consciousness Spirit Sword.
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After practicing for a while, Zhang Cong carefully observed his divine palace. Unexpectedly, during the time he was practicing the method, the small porcelain bottle actually expanded the divine palace to thirty-six feet. Now the divine palace has become as if it is made of red gold.
It glowed with colorful light from time to time, and its spiritual platform more than doubled in size, like a shrunken divine palace, and the divine thoughts it contained were almost liquid.
Zhang Cong activated the Spirit-Gathering Branch again, frantically absorbing the Thunder Spirit Liquid. After the Divine Mansion was full, he stood up and left the Wendao Stone Bridge to find Qin Yu.
Far away, Zhang Cong saw a large group of purple light surrounding Qin Yu. Not only the purple energy of Ziteng Cliff, but also the poisonous miasma behind him were sucked in by the purple light, and were absorbed by Qin Yu into his spiritual spring of the divine palace.
Zhang Cong took a quick look and saw that Qin Yu's Divine Mansion was actually twenty-three feet tall, and the color of the spiritual spring in the Divine Mansion had also changed from green to purple-black now. Zhang Cong muttered, "Don't let Qin Yu be changed."
Become a poisonous person.
The Divine Mansion stabilized at twenty-three feet, and Qin Yu, like Zhang Cong, almost filled the entire Divine Mansion with purple spiritual liquid. Only then did Zhang Cong discover that the originally endless wisteria forest had now declined to a grayish white color.
Like diseased crops.
Qin Yu slowly opened her eyes, and Zhang Cong saw two groups of purple fire flickering in her eyes. At this moment, Qin Yu's long black hair gradually glowed with purple light.
Qin Yu stood up, looked at his hands, and then at his purple hair, with a charming smile on his face.
