Chapter 1134 A Natal Divine Tablet

"As ordered, when I see Senior Liu Jie, I will return this disciple's bones to him."

Shi Feng came out of the cave, flew across the glacier, and returned to the deserted beach where he fell before.

From a distance, I saw Taoist Liujie standing there, "Little friend Shi, you are so leisurely and elegant, and you are still wandering around."

Shi Feng said angrily, "Senior, you didn't warn me beforehand, so I ran to Bailu Island and was blasted out by the Frozen End Divine Dragon."

Taoist Liujie laughed, "Bingyi was the island-suppressing dragon of Yinghu Island back then. Although they looked scary, they would not harm the human race, so it doesn't matter whether I say it or not.

How about it? Another day has passed. How do you think about it? "

"Junior, I still say the same thing, I won't force Bing'er to do anything, she can do whatever she wants."

Taoist Liujie sighed, "Then I can only force you to stay here. Do you have anything to say to Miss Qin? Leave without me."

"Wait a minute, you take this corpse with you. Bingyi said it was a disciple of yours from Yinghu City. He died in the glacier more than three hundred years ago and they happened to fish it up."

With that said, Shi Feng took out the body from the black turtle bones and placed it in front of Taoist Liujie.

Taoist Liujie looked at it and said, "Who is this?"

"I don't know you."

"But I don't know him either. Wait, this is not my Yinghu City disciple."

"Isn't it?"

"The way he is dressed is not that of Yinghu City..." Taoist Liujie reached out and touched it, "He is not a disciple of our sect, well, absolutely not!"

"Why are you so sure, senior? Do you know all the disciples in Yinghu City?"

Taoist Liujie smiled, "There are four to five thousand people in Yinghu City, and they have been growing old, sick and dying for hundreds of years. Of course I can't know them all.

But I just stretched out my hand and touched it. This person's golden elixir is still there, as big as a chicken egg. During his lifetime, he was at the peak of the late golden elixir cultivation, almost half a step into the Nascent Soul.

If he is a disciple of Yinghu City with such a cultivation level, how can I not recognize him? "

Shi Feng scratched his head, "Then who is he?"

Taoist Liujie pointed at the body's waist, "Well, he still has his storage bag on him. If you look through it, you'll know who it is.

I guess there are nine out of ten treasure hunters who come to Binglan Valley to try their luck. People die for wealth and birds die for food. Every time Binglan Valley is opened, there are many monks who have fallen. "

After saying that, Taoist Liujie waved his hand and flew away in the air.

"No wonder Yinghu City didn't come to collect the body. It turns out that this guy is not a disciple of Yinghu City at all." Long Er bared his teeth, "This man's body was preserved very fresh, and the golden elixir is intact. How about this? The storage bag belongs to you, and the body belongs to me. ,How about it?"

Shi Feng shook his head, "Since this person met me, it was God's will. I will take a look first. If I can find his sect family, I will send his body back. If I can't find it, I will His body was cremated and buried.”

Long Er said angrily, "This is the flesh and blood of a quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator. Wouldn't it be a pity if you burned it?"

Shi Feng ignored him and put the body back into the Black Turtle Bones.

The bones of the black turtle have absorbed a large amount of ice energy at this moment, and the body can be well preserved even if it is placed inside.

Shi Feng put the body away, but Long Er didn't give up. He came over and murmured, "What a waste, what a waste."

The white fox suddenly said, "Little Shitou, come here and take a look." He pointed to the gourd on the ground.

That gourd contained the Fire Spirit Horned Dragon. In fact, up until now, Shi Feng was not sure what the relationship between the Fire Spirit and the little gourd was. Probably only by asking Mr. Sun would he know this.

"What happened?"

Shi Feng came over and saw that the Yanling Horned Dragon, who had been silently in a daze on the gourd, suddenly wandered around unsteadily, and even kept banging his head against the wall of the gourd.

"What's going on? Why is he getting so violent?"

"I don't know. He was always quiet, but as soon as you moved the body in, he became like this!"

Shi Feng was immediately stunned, "Could it be that he actually knows this corpse?"

"maybe."

Shi Feng gently pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and the Yanling horned dragon immediately came out.

He flew to the corpse, smelled it with his nose, and gently pushed the corpse's face, making a cry of "yo yo".

Of course, the corpse showed no reaction. The Yanling Horned Dragon kept shouting, and his eyes seemed to reveal infinite sadness.

"Little Hulu, do you know this senior?" Shi Feng asked softly.

Yanling Qiulong heard Shi Feng's call, but his expression was blank and he did not respond.

Long Er pouted, "This little gourd has lost his body and is already stupid. He can't understand human speech. If you ask him ten thousand times, he won't be able to tell you who the body is. Why don't you give the body to..."

Shi Feng interrupted, "You look very idle, do you have nothing to do? If you have nothing to do, go and transform the spiritual energy."

Long Er quickly covered his mouth, "Okay, okay, I won't speak, that's it."

Shi Feng then said to Yanling Qiulong, "Xiao Gourd, since you can't tell me who this senior is, then I can only open his storage bag to look for clues."

The Yanling Horned Dragon seemed to understand, but Shi Feng stretched out his hand and took the storage bag around the corpse's waist into his hands.

He carefully checked the bag first to make sure there was no mechanism before starting to dismantle it.

The design of this storage bag is extremely exquisite, but the owner of the bag has been dead for hundreds of years, and the restriction on the bag opening has long lost its effect.

Shi Feng's dismantling skills have reached an extremely advanced level. With little effort, he untied the bag and carefully took out the items inside one by one.

Because the storage bag is of high quality, the items inside are well preserved.

There were a lot of things in the bag. Shi Feng took them out while saying, "No wonder Xiao Hulu recognized him. Needless to say, this senior must be a cultivator of the Dao of Alchemy."

The reason is very simple. The most numerous things in the storage bag are bottles and jars, which contain various kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs, powdered elixirs, and all raw materials for refining elixirs.

Shi Feng looked very carefully. He felt a little lucky. If there was a thousand-year-old cold marrow grass in it, he would definitely take it away.

Unfortunately, after looking through all the raw materials for the elixir, there was no thousand-year-old cold marrow grass.

In addition to various raw materials, there were many jade slips in the storage bag. Shi Feng picked up one by one to read, and then put one by one down.

These jade slips were all elixir recipes and pharmacopoeias without exception.

Shi Feng was a layman in the art of elixir, but he was a Jindan cultivator after all, and he had a lot of knowledge. These elixir recipes were very complicated. Some of them had hundreds of pictures alone, and there were many words under each picture. It was obvious that they were not ordinary products.

The white fox was also checking the jade slip, muttering, "Bai Mai Dan, Sheng Gu Gao, Ba Mu Long Xian, Shui Yun Wan... Wow, these are all fourth-grade or higher pill recipes. This person actually collected so many pill recipes. If I give them to Yun Er..."

"Forget it!" Long Er grinned, "That girl is lazy and doesn't have the heart to make pills. It's better to sell them for money.

I'm afraid that one of these pill recipes can be sold for hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. When we earn enough spirit stones, we will go to Yi Xiang Yuan and play with that little Jin Feng..."

As he was flipping through the jade slip, Shi Feng suddenly dug out a jade card.

The jade card was bright yellow, warm to the touch, and made of excellent material, but there was a long crack in the middle of the jade card.

"What is this? That's right, it's the natal god card! This guy died, and the natal god card naturally cracked. It seems that there are words written on it. Let's take a look at who this dead ghost is."

Shi Feng turned over the jade card, and sure enough, the two words "Shou Yi" were written in fine brushwork on the back.

"This person's name is Shouyi." Long Er muttered, "Who is Shouyi?"