Chapter 537
A few days later, Shen Ruiling quietly returned to Yunbi Peak with the cultivation materials harvested from the Zhou family's secret collection.
He called Shen Jing'an and several other elders who were absolutely loyal to the family, and asked them to join him in ordering this harvest.
In that hidden treasure, Shen Ruiling didn't come to ask for it at all, but now that he is careful, he can't help but sigh again about the background of the Zhou family.
Among the dozen or so storage bags, there are as many as six third-order spiritual artifacts, and dozens of well-preserved third-order spiritual caskets.
In addition to these, there is a storage bag filled with various third-order spiritual objects, whether it is a sealed third-order spiritual medicine, or a third-order spiritual material that can be used for refining or forming an array.
In addition to these third-order spirits, most of the rest are second-order spirits, which are enough to cultivate a large number of clansmen in the Qi training period.
In those ancient books and jade slips, Shen Ruiling and others have sorted out several exercises that can be cultivated to the foundation-building stage, as well as the inheritance of some immortal cultivation skills. The most important of them is the inheritance of the Taoism that the Zhou family relies on to survive.
Shen Ruiling asked people to transcribe all the inheritance of these exercises, and then put them into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in person for the clan to exchange and browse.
And as Shen Ruiling expected, among the piles of ancient books and jade slips, he found a jade slip that recorded the third-order puppet.
According to Na Yujian, what controls this third-order puppet is actually a special jade plate. As long as the jade plate is in hand, even a qi-training cultivator can easily control this third-order puppet.
"Jade plate...?"
Shen Ruiling couldn't help stunned, he didn't seem to have seen any jade plate.
He and Shen Jingan had already sorted out all the treasures they had obtained in the secret collection, even some seemingly useless clutter.
But I haven't seen the control jade plate mentioned on the jade slip.
"Could it be that the jade plate that controls the puppet is not in this treasure, but was placed in the Zhou family's mountain gate?"
Shen Ruiling couldn't help frowning and began to guess.
If this is the case, then after the Zhou family went through this catastrophe, it is very likely that the control jade plate has been lost in the chaos.
As such,
That third-order puppet is a dead thing that has lost its proper value!
For a while, a condensed look flashed across Shen Ruiling's face.
A good third-order puppet, but now it can't be used because of the lack of control methods, how can he be reconciled?
However, after thinking about it for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly. He had to put this matter down temporarily, walked to the training room, and began to meditate and practice step by step.
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In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed since the Qingyunmen and other three-party forces returned from the "Dongtian Ruins".
However, to the surprise of Shen Ruiling and other cultivators who had returned from the "Dongtian Ruins", the war they thought did not break out.
For more than a year, the three giants have maintained peace, and the entire Lingnan Xiu Xian world has also maintained its apparent calm.
Shen Ruiling stood on the top of Yunbi Peak and let the howling mountain wind blow in his face, but when the mountain wind came to him, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and did not blow his pale blue color. 's robe.
Looking at the continuous Yun Bifeng in front of him, Shen Ruiling fell into contemplation and let out a heavy sigh from time to time.
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Luqiu Mountain, as one of the few fourth-order mid-grade Lingshan in the Lingnan Xiuxian world, is also a rare fairyland in Lingnan.
The mountain is densely covered with jungles, and countless cliffs and rocks stand on the top of the mountain, with steep mountain walls and strangely shaped peaks all over the place, forming a beautiful landscape picture.
And above this blessed land of Lingshan, there is the Wuji Sect, one of the three giants in the Lingnan Xiuxian world.
At this moment, in the middle of the back mountain, a middle-aged man was anxiously waiting at the door of a dust-sealed room.
The middle-aged man was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, and his breath was restrained, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression.
His eyes were fixed on the closed stone gate, and there was a faint worry in his eyes that looked like a starry sky.
While he was anxiously waiting, the tightly closed stone gate finally opened slowly, raising a cloud of dust.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and immediately walked into the secret room.
At this time, in the secret room, an old man with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged on a stone bed exuding a cold air.
The old man's eyes were tightly closed, and the wide black robe shrouded his thin body.
"Uncle Master!"
The middle-aged man came to the old man and bowed his hands respectfully.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, and then an extremely powerful cold aura emanated from his withered body.
And after the middle-aged man felt the vitality re-distributed in the old man's body, the stone in his heart finally fell.
He asked mixedly:
"Master, have you succeeded?"
Facing the man's question, the old man couldn't help sighing and said:
"In the end, it's the continuation of Shouyuan. A colorful ganoderma lucidum can only make this old man survive for another thirty or forty years."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face once again showed a sad look, he didn't know what to say.
The old man seemed to see what the middle-aged man was worried about, and said solemnly:
"This old man failed to attack the Nascent Soul this time, and he has already chosen to switch to the ghost path, so you don't have to worry about it, nephew."
"Yes, Uncle Master!"
The middle-aged man cupped his hands slightly and said in a low tone.
The old man glanced at him, then turned the conversation and asked:
"Okay, let's talk about some things that happened in Lingnan during the old man's retreat."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then carefully explained the current situation in the Lingnan Xiuxian world to the old man.
After half a cup of tea, the old man lowered his head and pondered.
"It seems that the Qingyang old ghost of Qingyunmen is also attacking that Nascent Soul Avenue!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly and he said:
"How does his Qingyunmen have the method of gathering babies?"
The old man looked at him again, his mind seemed to be recalling something, and said leisurely:
"Have you forgotten the ruins that appeared in the depths of the outer sea three hundred years ago?"
Facing the old man's rhetorical question, the middle-aged man's face became gloomy, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
"In that ruin, my Lingnan cultivator was defeated and returned. Your Martial Master and Senior Brother Xin both fell into the ruins, but Qingyang was lucky enough to survive.
If it weren't for this, how could my Wuji Sect be where I am today? "
The old man sighed leisurely, his heart seemed to be full of unwillingness.
On the other side, the middle-aged man asked worriedly:
"Uncle Master, if the Qingyang Daoist of Qingyunmen is really retreating and attacking the Nascent Soul Avenue, what should we do?"
Hearing this, the old man couldn't help laughing, and said yin and yang strangely:
"The old man does not deny that his Qingyang is indeed outstanding, but how can this Yuan Ying Dao be broken through so easily."
It is not difficult to hear from the old man's tone that he has already concluded that Qingyang Zhenren is difficult to succeed.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Okay, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, how is the cooperation with "those people" going?"
The old man said coldly again.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice:
"Everything is going well, it's just..."
"Just what?"
The old man turned to look at him and asked with a frown.
Facing the old man's moving inquiries, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and said hesitantly:
"My nephew thinks that this time my Wuji Sect is cooperating with these people in the devil's way who don't know where they came from.
Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but sigh, and after a long time he said leisurely:
"Seeking skin with a tiger... How can this old man not know, but if it is not the case, the thousands of years of my Wuji Sect's foundation will be lost to you and me!"
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