Chapter 752 Broken Pottery Jar

Li Yanke didn't want to cause any further trouble due to this incident.

If he wanted to destroy the entire Feng family, it wouldn't take much effort, but that would inevitably arouse the vigilance of "Luo Xing Valley". He couldn't afford to make a mistake on a small matter.

Moreover, as Feng Zaiyu and the others continued to go deeper, they were already in trouble. Three dog-shaped monsters appeared in front of them that seemed to have been skinned, leaving only red flesh and blood.

Each monster is like an evil spirit from hell, each one is the size of an adult, and they all have the tenth level of Qi Condensation.

On Yu's side, Feng is the only one who has reached the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Stage. Among the others, the highest is only the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Stage, and the rest are at the sixth to eighth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.

To say that this kind of strength is already very strong in the Qi Condensation Stage team, but when three monsters at the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Stage suddenly appear, the situation is different.

The face of Feng Taoyu, who had the lowest cultivation level, instantly turned pale. Feng Zaiyu's originally calm face also became extremely serious, and he quickly gave instructions.

"You guys form a defensive formation. No matter what, you must resist one ghost for five breaths. I will deal with the other two."

There are only four Feng family children behind him including Feng Tao, and the other three are also elite disciples in his lineage.

Of course, there are more than just these few outstanding disciples in his lineage, but several others were taken away by the ancestors of the Feng family, and not all of them were left to him. ??

At the same time, neither Feng Zaiyu, his party, nor the three ferocious-looking monsters noticed that an invisible shadow flashed past them.

Li Yan had no plans to secretly help Feng Zaiyu and the others.

It seemed that once Fengtao died, the promise made to him could no longer be fulfilled. Li Yan didn't seem to care and went straight to the lair of the foundation-building ghost.

Then, just behind Li Yan, a big battle broke out in just a moment.

After about half a cup of tea, Fengtao and the four of them all had injuries on their bodies. Their clothes were disheveled, torn in many places and covered with mud.

But Fengtao still looked at Feng Zaiyu with a surprised look on his face.

"Dad, your cultivation level..."

"It's just one step closer to foundation building. It's still the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation! You just need to know, but don't tell me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Feng Zaiyu waved his hand to stop his daughter's subsequent words, and then sternly said to the other three people who also looked shocked, how could they still be as gentle and elegant as before.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of surprise on the faces of the three people immediately changed to looks of panic, and they repeatedly expressed their fear.

In this regard, Feng Zaiyu only threatened and warned. These people were all his direct descendants and they should not dare to say anything. Otherwise, Feng Zaiyu had countless ways to make them and his family disappear.

Among the heads of the Feng family, Feng Zaiyu is the third most likely to appear first to build the foundation. This is not good news for some hostile forces of the Feng family, so the Feng family can

Conceal it as much as possible.

Feng Zaiyu still didn't use his full strength just now. At this time, he still had the long black nail on his body that was designed to pierce people's souls.

This was also the reason why the ancestor of the Feng family sent him to follow Fang Guangjun. How could the monks completely believe in each other's oath?

With the help of the long black nails, Feng Zaiyu and the monks in the early stages of foundation building were also able to fight.

It's just that with Feng Zaiyu's strength, he must borrow the Yin Qi in the tomb of Yinshan Mountain. If he wants to fully exert the power of the black spike, he himself does not have that much mana for the spike to swallow.

This magic weapon allows Feng Tao to carry it with him, which actually shows how much the Feng family attaches great importance to Feng Tao.

If it weren't for Fengtao's special physique and her inability to practice the Feng family's martial arts, the Feng family would never have given away a talent with Tianlinggen.

At this time, Li Yan had already arrived at the lair of the foundation-building ghost.

Along the way, they encountered many ghosts floating in and out of the passage, but they didn't even notice anyone passing by.

In front of him was a huge blood pool, about three hundred feet in size. The blood in the blood pool was a dazzling purple-red color, and the rich smell of blood was nauseating.

Just by taking a glance, you will feel that the blood is very sticky, and there are large and small bubbles in the blood pool.

It's just that because the blood pool is too viscous, those bubbles often need to be lifted up several times before they explode with a "Bang!"

The surging blood pool gave people a feeling of scorching heat, but it was not the case. Li Yan stood by the blood pool, and felt waves of biting chill spreading from the blood pool.

"It seems that this is the lair of the skinless ghost outside the Feng family's castle, dripping with thick blood."

Seeing this blood pool, and thinking of the three dog-shaped monsters with red flesh all over their bodies, Li Yan already guessed that this was the ghost he saw a few hours ago.

The same ghost with no skin on its body, all flesh and muscles showing, and thick blood constantly dripping when walking, was fighting with the ancestor of the Feng family.

Li Yan stood by the blood pool. After thinking for a while, he stretched out a finger. The spiritual power at his fingertips quickly condensed, and soon a ray of spiritual power penetrated into the blood pool.

The moment the spiritual power came into contact with the surging blood, a strange scene appeared.

The originally peaceful blood pool suddenly saw several elongated and twisted faces full of sorrow and sadness, and they were suddenly entangled with that spiritual power.

And it quickly twisted towards Li Yan's fingers with its spiritual power. At the same time, those twisted faces opened their mouths wide and let out silent howls.

And the entangled spiritual power instantly emitted a stream of thick and smelly white smoke, and when the twisted faces were about to approach his fingers.

Li Yan shook his fingers lightly, and the rootless spiritual power suspended on the blood

pool also dissipated immediately, and the twisted and miserable faces could only fall into the blood pool again unwillingly.

The twisted faces struggled hard after falling into the blood pool, and finally fell into the blood pool again with many unwilling expressions.

"The blood here all comes from the essence and blood of the wronged ghosts who died unjustly. It has a strong corrosive consciousness and physical strength. Only one drop of blood can kill a mortal village.

If the estimate is correct, the exercises cultivated with this blood can even corrode the opponent's spirit and soul if they are cultivated to a very deep level."

Li Yan quickly made a judgment. This blood pool is extremely vicious. Just these essences and blood alone, I don't know how many wronged souls need to be collected.

After the Feng family got this blood pool, whether there is a method to practice with this pool of blood, he doesn't know. If there is no corresponding technique, his spirit may be corroded completely first.

After all, the ghosts here are originally souls with problems, which turned them into fierce ghosts that cannot go to the six reincarnations, so there is no problem in practicing with the blood pool.

Through the induction just now, although the blood pool is powerful, it can no longer cause any harm to Li Yan's current body.

After the divine sense casually swept around again, Li Yan's eyes showed disappointment. First of all, this blood pool is useless to him.

The blood pool is built at the exit of the underground Yin Qi gushing out, and it is also the "spring" with the most concentrated Yin Qi in the tomb here. These Yin Qi are also useless to Li Yan.

"It's true that you can't have your own immortal fate in any place!"

Li Yan was relieved in his heart. It would be really abnormal if he could have a great opportunity in any place.

The next moment, Li Yan's figure flashed and he arrived at a corner of the tomb, where there was a broken pottery jar.

He rolled up his long sleeves and rolled up the broken pottery jar in his hand. The broken pottery jar was covered with dried mud blocks, and there was a large gap on it, which occupied 30% of the entire pottery jar.

There were some wet mud blocks inside the pottery jar, and the bottom edge was still intact, so that the whole pottery jar could still look like the original.

Some parts of the broken pottery jar revealed brown patterns. Looking closely, it seemed to be some very crudely carved figures.

Li Yan's spiritual power flashed in his hand, and the dried mud blocks on the surface of the broken pottery jar disappeared. After Li Yan turned it around and looked at it, he still distinguished the meaning of the pattern on it.

The pattern on the round belly of the broken pottery jar should be three small pictures. Simple strokes can show that it looks like a person holding a weapon to throw or pierce prey.

In the first picture, the little man held a spear-like long weapon in one hand, and the other hand was on one leg, with his body bent forward, as if throwing, but this posture, Li Yan felt very awkward, it was a feeling that he couldn't use his full strength at all.

In the second picture, the little man has his hands empty, as if the spear-like long weapon has been thrown out by him, with his hands raised above his head and one leg bent

off the ground, as if he is about to run, or as if he is praying.

In the third picture, the spear-like long weapon appears again, and the little man holds the back end with both hands, as if he is going to pick it up or insert it, but at this moment, the pattern on the front end of the spear-like long weapon has disappeared, and that is where the broken pottery jar is.

This makes Li Yan unsure whether there is prey or something else at the front end of the spear-like long weapon.

After looking at it for a while, Li Yan did not see anything from these three pictures. The pottery jar gave him the feeling that it should be a clay pottery object used for burial.

This kind of thing is also very common in many large tombs, and those clay pottery products will be engraved with some meaningful patterns.

The pattern on the pottery jar in his hand may be a primitive sacrificial scene of a certain race.

If there were no weak soul power fluctuations on the broken pottery jar, Li Yan would not have noticed its existence.

After Li Yan probed his consciousness into the belly of the broken pottery jar, he did not find the source of the soul power fluctuation, which made him a little strange.

But the soul power did come from the belly.

"Is it the material itself? The material used to make this pottery jar contains the soil of a wronged soul that does not want to disperse?"

Li Yan thought of the specific environment of this tomb and wondered if an ancient monk used the soil here to refine some clay pottery products when burying his companions.

He could not figure it out, and Li Yan did not want to think about it anymore.

This broken pottery jar can be regarded as a mid-level spiritual weapon at most, and this is because it has soul power fluctuations.

No matter whether it is a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, as long as it is aimed at souls and consciousness, the level will be raised by one level, or even several levels.

After Li Yan injected some more spiritual power, the broken pottery jar did not react at all.

"Does it require special spells to control the soul?"

Li Yan muttered in his heart, but then he threw the broken pottery jar into the "spot". He couldn't return empty-handed after coming here.

He was now a cultivator in the "Falling Star Valley". If he needed to spend spirit stones in the future, he might be able to sell some spirit stones or even exchange for something by taking out this unknown thing.

This was reasonable.

He had almost no low-level magic tools or spirit tools on him now. Now when he needed to take action, he could only take out the small wooden sword given by the "Falling Star Valley" to deal with it.

Afterwards, Li Yan walked around the tomb again, and found nothing else that interested him, so he left.

The easiest thing to get from the tomb of the underworld ghosts should be the ghosts themselves and the cultivation environment. Ghosts are not normal cultivators, and they like to hide the treasures they bought or plundered in their caves.

However, the body of the underworld ghost itself is an alien magic weapon, and the Feng family is the most willing to get it.