Even so, the inhabitants of Xiaohecang Town not only became short-lived, but also contracted various serious diseases that were ineffective in medicine, which in her opinion were stubborn diseases such as tumors and leukemia that had been exposed to radiation for a long time, and which had not existed in Nanganbu Continent at all, and would of course be regarded as incurable diseases.

Under the influence of the willingness of the broad wooden platform, the local residents themselves have difficulty giving birth, and most of the offspring they have finally given birth to are stupid and deformed, so as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people who dare to live here, except for the desperate guys who come here to make a living, such as the owner of the herb shop, how can anyone dare to enter here?

Heaven does not obey people's wishes, if Kuomutai knew that 30,000 years had passed since his death, and the suicide note was accidentally discovered by Ning Xiaoxian, it probably wouldn't have taken so much effort, right?

As soon as her mind moved, the Soul Eater Arrow appeared in her hand, trembling with excitement, and then flew towards the bones of the broad wooden platform.

All the way she found the path led by the Soul Eater Arrow, it was because of the special things left in the hands of the broad wooden platform.

As a result, the artifact passed through the empty ribs and plunged into the stone wall against which the back of the broad wooden platform rested, and it looked as easy as burrowing into water. A slight "ding" sound came. She followed the sound and dug through the stone wall with her fangs, and sure enough, she saw a palm-sized black box hidden at elbows deep. The Soul Eater Arrow was tapping lightly against the outer wall of the box, looking excited.

The box is boxy, and the material made of it is some kind of peculiar black flint, which is very familiar when you look at the texture, probably the same as the material used to make the zuò soul devouring arrow, no wonder this guy is so excited. Ning Xiaoxian brushed off the dust on his head and found that the box did not have any ornamentation. It looks inconspicuous, but if it is polished a little smoother, it may be used as a mirror. However, Ning Xiaoxian knew that this thing must have undergone special treatment. Otherwise, even the short sword armor on the broad wooden platform has decayed.

She tried to ask the Soul Eater, but the machine spirit replied with an excited and vague thought: "Good, delicious! delicious!"

She was embarrassed, what kind of master did she have, what kind of magic weapon did she have, she couldn't see that this quiet guy was as greedy as her. The box fits seamlessly. She didn't dare to use her great strength to force it open, because it was clear in the Broadwood Table's handbook that brute force was used. The box will self-destruct.

She didn't know if the self-destructing mechanism or prohibition would be invalid after 30,000 years, but why risk it? There was a small hole in the center of the box, like a keyhole, but the broad wooden platform didn't leave any keys to open it. There is only one sentence: "If there is no Soul Eater Arrow in hand." The stone box does not open. So he doesn't have to worry about the contents of the box being stolen.

The shape of this keyhole looks like a ...... Without even thinking about it, she grabbed the Soul Eater arrow that was flying up and down around the box, and with a little gesture, stabbed it into the keyhole.

Well, it fits perfectly. She grabbed the Soul Eater Arrow, which served as the key, and twisted it gently to the left and right.

I only heard a soft "click", and the lid of the box opened.

There is a transparent glass bottle in the box, and the craftsmanship looks very ancient. In ancient times, the craft of artificial glass was not invented. Natural glaze is generally made by solidification of acidic rock after volcanic eruptions, and is a precious treasure in itself.

The bottle contains a yellowish liquid of water. But Ning Xiaoxian took a closer look, and was not sure that it was liquid, because in the sunlight, it did have ripples of water, but sometimes it blurred, as if it had turned into a steaming mist clinging to the wall of the bottle.

"This is the quenching liquid made from the water of the Lechuan River?" she wondered if this thing had an expiration date...... But looking at the appearance of the Soul Eater Arrow's excitement, well, probably not.

The River Lethe is the legendary River Styx, and if the soul can cross the River Lethe, it is the true soul of the dead. Because it is the dividing line between the realm of life and the realm of death, the river water naturally has the power of great wishes, which is both tangible and qualitative, but also intangible and insubstantial, and has a poison that corrodes the soul, and even causes damage that is difficult to heal to the original spirit of the immortal cultivator.

In ancient times, the six realms had not yet been separated, and the barriers between the human world and hell were not so clear, and it was much easier to obtain the water of the Lechuan River than it is now. In his conception, the Soul Devouring Arrow, which obtained the power of the Lechuan River, was able to lean down into the Qing Nether, which gave him the ability to pursue Yin Jiuyou.

"I can't eat it yet. She patted the arrow to comfort it, then put away the stone box along with the glass bottle. Only after the Soul Eater Arrow has undergone the test of Thunder Hell can this bottle of Quenching Arrow Liquid come in handy.

Next, it is the so-called "thanksgiving" of Kuomutai. Although it was impossible for her to return the Soul Eater Arrow to the barbarians, this thing would eventually be used against Yin Jiuyou, and it would also be considered his last wish, so she still felt at ease in receiving his reward.

She looked around, and finally chose the largest one in the banyan forest and walked over. This giant tree grew taller than any other of its kind, with a crown of fifteen zhang (fifty meters) high, and a waist that could only be hugged by fourteen or five people, and the closer you go, the more you feel that its grandeur is indescribable.

Kuomutai knew that there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, so the first reward promised was difficult for anyone to refuse, including Ning Xiaoxian - this was his Yuan Relic.

The monsters store their demonic power in the inner dan, while the barbarians store their power in the Yuan Relic. After all, Kuomutai is a true immortal realm, and before he died, he still left his purest power in the Yuan Relic. At that time, this place was desolate, not to mention human beings, monsters, but not even the spirit of plants and trees that had become spirits, even if his soul wanted to take away, there was no suitable object, but he was unwilling to be annihilated between heaven and earth in vain.

In this case, he had no choice but to find a weak young banyan tree, turn the Yuan relics into essence, and feed it to eat.

He didn't know how long it would take for someone to find his bones, and it would be easy to do it for hundreds of years, but what if it was thousands, tens of thousands of years? Yuan relics are dead things after all, and they can't be stored for a long time without warmth like ritual weapons.

There is only one thing that can last forever in the long river of time and prosper forever - life.

At that time, the young banyan was helped by the Yuan relics of the broad wooden platform and multiplied very vigorously. Although tens of thousands of years have passed, every year new trees grow and old trees slowly die. The Yuan Relic is attached to the oldest and largest banyan tree, and when it grows old and dies, it will look for the next one...... The years alternate, and the trees diligently absorb the nutrients of the sunlight and the soil, and under the warmth of the banyan forest day after day, the Yuan relics can be preserved. In turn, it has contributed to the flourishing of this banyan forest in the valley.

Ning Xiaoxian gently pressed his palm against the body of the giant tree, transported his divine power, and then silently recited the mantra left by the broad wooden platform. The entire banyan forest suddenly became windless, and the canopy, which covered an area of several acres, rattled like a ten-level hurricane in pain. The giant banyan tree in front of her even trembled. The mantra of the broad wooden platform is to deprive them of the origin on which they have relied for tens of thousands of years.

After a long while, she withdrew her palm, took out her fangs, and drew a "ten" on the trunk of the tree that was three feet deep.

Under everyone's gaze, green juice slowly oozed from the center of the cross. This color is green but transparent, like a glass jadeite, fresh and lovely than the first bud awakened by the spring breeze. Ning Xiaoxian took out a jade plate used to hold the elixir and placed it under the crack in the bark to hold it, and after each drop of green liquid fell into the plate, it would spontaneously condense into green beads, round and trembling.

After a quarter of an hour, no new green liquor seeped out of the trunk, and the beads in the jade plate were stacked on top of each other, and the speed melted into a round ball the size of a goose egg, escaping bursts of fragrance, just smelling its fragrance cleared the heart and eyes, and the mind was refreshing.

She reached out to take it and watched, the jade-like ball rolled in her white jade-like palm, it was very beautiful, but Ning Xiaoxian's face changed.

At this moment, there was a yin and cold power, transmitted through the palm of her fingers, almost giving her goosebumps all over her body. This power was immense, and soon after entering her body, it condensed into a shining dark gray mark, which wanted to be engraved into the deepest part of her sea of consciousness, and once branded, it would take effect.

She had never experienced this power, but she understood its essence the first time.

Curse!

She suddenly realized: Why did Kuomutai dare to be so generous and generous in giving away the Yuan Relic, and was not afraid that the latecomer would just take the treasure and not do anything? It turned out that he had already set a curse, as long as the latecomer extracted the Yuan Relic from the banyan tree, he would also receive his curse at the same time as receiving the gift he bestowed him. It is estimated that the content of this curse is that if the barbarians are not informed of the weakness of the Yin Nine Shadows, the cursed person will die or be tortured.

After all, Kuomutai is the great shaman of the barbarian clan, and he is naturally good at witchcraft and curses, and releasing such a sugar heart poison and medicine to swallow is also his forte.

It's a pity that before Ning Xiaoxian could carefully understand the content of this curse, and before she could use her divine power to resist, a hot current suddenly rose from her arms, and the latter came first, and collided with the curse head-on. An unwilling, resentful sigh seemed to be heard in her ears, and then the cold power of the curse vanished.

The two forces actually canceled out.

She was still a little worried, so she used her divine power to carefully examine her whole body, and found that it had indeed disappeared without a trace, so she was relieved.

Ning Xiaoxian understood two points in his heart, and took out the jade pendant given by Huangfu Ming from his bosom and looked at it, there were originally three blood-like lines on it, but now there is really one missing. (To be continued......)