Chapter 582 Remnant Bones
Standing in the hall, Zhou Shu took out the heavy golden sword and looked around coldly.
Here, Lin Zhu has not been discovered, and he is likely to face a powerful formation, or other more terrifying things.
After sinking for more than a mile, the main hall stopped.
Everything was silent, there was no more sound.
Yan Fujing was used, and his whole body was as tough as wood. Zhou Shu held on to the heavy golden sword, looked towards the only exit in the hall, and walked slowly and steadily.
Open the door, and a deep passage appears in front of you.
The passage is very tall, surrounded by iron coral wood, with long lights hanging above it, which is exactly the same as the tunnel outside, probably built together.
Zhou Shu walked very carefully. He had every reason to believe that a few puppets would jump out of here at any time and launch a fierce offensive against him.
As expected, within a few tens of feet, two puppets strode towards him, holding huge shields in their hands. Compared with the puppets Zhou Shu met before, they were taller, exceeding two feet. Standing five feet tall, his body was shining with a shiny luster, which made him even more majestic.
But seeing that there were only two of them, Zhou Shu felt a little more relaxed.
Soon, they struggled together.
Although the puppet was taller and stronger, Zhou Shu was already familiar with this puppet's fighting style after days of fierce battles. Compared with before, it was completely handy, but it took a little more time.
After about seven or eight hours, the two puppets fell to the ground one after another.
The phantoms formed by the spirit-sending technique also dissipated. They have been sleeping in the puppet for an unknown how long, and their power has lost a lot, but they still have not weak power. Most of these puppets also have materials like soul-nourishing wood, so that they can preserve the phantom of the primordial spirit left by the monks for a long time.
Zhou Shu took out a Naxu ring, put all the remains of the puppet in it, and left it for future study. The parts he attacked were basically joints. If he found a suitable replacement, he might be able to move the puppet again.
Continue to move forward and walk for about three or four miles, and a hall appears underground.
There is almost no decoration in the room, only three gray skeletons sitting on three futons, and a green jade pillar is placed between them, and a white object about three inches long is supported on the jade pillar. It looks a little weird.
There should be no formations around, so Zhou Shu approached and took the object on the jade pillar.
The hand is slightly sinking, crystal clear like jade, and with a little touch, one can feel the power contained in it, which is as vast as the sea. It is difficult for Zhou Shu to judge what the power is, but judging by the life breath inside, it must have been alive in the past .
This is not jade, but a broken bone.
"Bones?"
Zhou Shu was taken aback when he made this judgment. This sunken island has been around for at least tens of thousands of years. How can a remnant bone left outside like this be preserved until now?
It is indeed a remnant bone, but it is definitely not an ordinary remnant bone.
Either it was the bones of monks in the Transcending Tribulation Realm, or it was the bones of monsters above the seventh rank or other beasts, no matter what kind, the value was astonishingly great. Judging from the classics that Zhou Shu had read, such bones were excellent materials for refining high-level magic weapons, and they contained the principles of cultivating immortals that monks had comprehended during his lifetime.
Of course, he has not been exposed to this level, and what he understands is only a few words, not exhaustive.
When a monk reaches the realm of transcending calamities, the primordial body and the physical body are basically united, and the body is extremely difficult to decay. After that, every time he survives a calamity, his body will become solid and perfect, until after ten calamities, he will become immortal and become Mahayana.
"I didn't expect to get something like this..."
Holding the remnant bone and feeling the vast breath in it, Zhou Shu couldn't believe it.
It's unbelievable that Jindan Realm can get such a treasure, and he doesn't even know how to use it.
After looking at the remnant bone for a few more times, he put it away, very cautiously, he knew that the remnant bone was of great value, but with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't use it at all.
The few skeletons on the side have fallen down and dissipated into powder. Maybe they stayed here in the past because they wanted to gain the strength from the remaining bones, so as to improve their cultivation and resist powerful enemies. Unfortunately, they failed to achieve their goal until their death. It's also a pity, but the remnant bone that came from nowhere finally fell into Zhou Shu's hands.
Among the scattered ashes, several Naxu Rings and a very different ring appeared.
The ring was about the size of a thumb and was dark gray in color. Many runes were engraved on it back and forth. On the side of the ring, the word "招机" was written in ancient characters.
"The ring of pulling the machine, is it the token of the door of holding the machine?"
Zhou Shu picked up the ring and tried to input a bit of spiritual power, but there was no response. Obviously, the ring of pulling the machine was at least a fifth-level magic weapon, and he couldn't use it.
"It's like this again."
He had expected such a result, smiled lightly, and put away the ring.
Most of the sunken islands are monks, and most of the items on it are only for monks.
After thinking for a while, he carefully collected the ashes on the ground, took out a jade box and packed it, then left the hall and returned to the main hall.
There were also some bones in the hall, which were gathered up by Zhou Shu.
Immediately, he turned on the mechanism again, allowing the main hall to return to the island.
He took a lot of effort to collect all the ashes in the pagodas and pavilions, leaving nothing behind, and put them into several jade boxes, and then made one under a ten thousand-year-old pine tree on the island. The earth mound buried all the ashes of those who did not know how many years had passed.
He cut out a jade stele with a heavy gold sword and stood on it.
"All the ancestors of the Qianji Sect, fought against alien races, died in the sinking island, and have the ambition to die. They are role models in the world of cultivating immortals, and those who come later can only look up to them."
After doing all this well, Zhou Shu bowed down and bowed a few times, then turned and left.
After taking so many things, it is right to do this for the dead.
Just about to leave along the original road, it felt like something was missing. After thinking for a while, Zhou Shu patted his head, turned his head, and walked towards the back of the hall.
When he came in, he discovered that there was a large seawater pool, and there were many iron coral trees planted in it. He had thought about it before, but he found so many good things later that he forgot about them.
Iron coral wood can block aura and limit consciousness. Although it can't be used to refine magic weapons, it is very good for defensive facilities and making puppets. If he wants to repair those puppets in the future, he must prepare some.
Come, don't miss anything, probably won't come to Shendao again.
Iron coral wood is shaped like coral, with twigs and branches, covered with small lumps like iron sand.
These iron coral trees should have been transplanted to the island at a very young age, but after tens of thousands of years, they have not grown very tall, because this is not the bottom of the sea, and the sea water in the pool is stagnant and cannot flow, so they cannot grow normally. Barely maintaining life.
But for Zhou Shu, this size is enough, even if it is bigger, he might not be able to take it away, and the growth that will not grow up for tens of thousands of years makes them stronger and tougher than usual.