The face of the Pure Altar Saint couldn't be hung up, and he felt very uncomfortable, but fortunately, he was hiding in the big tomb and would not be exposed to Qin Feng.

He rarely encounters this situation, as a person who has survived a decay, he has existed for more than 10,000 years, and in the long years, he has witnessed the rise and fall of many Tianjiao, and witnessed the birth of the creation against the sky, causing a sensation in the ten places.

Even the elixir, he has seen it.

But the fact is that he can't name what Qin Feng took out.

"Li Changxu, I probably deduce the reason. ”

The old sage didn't convey it again, and a voice came directly from the tomb: "The treasure light on your body is terrifying, and your family background is thicker than that of ordinary saints, and even I can't deduce the objects you take out." ”

He speculated: "It's not difficult to understand, your lifespan is not long, and the period of fall is predictable, and these creations against the sky are God's compensation for you." ”

Seeing that the young man in front of the grave looked a little disapproving, he asked, "Junior, don't disbelieve what I said. ”

"Let me ask you, have you gone through many tests and overcome difficulties and obstacles in each of these things of unknown origin that you have?"

"How much you pay, how much you gain, the more amazing the opportunity, the greater the test. ”

Qin Feng was speechless.

He recalls his past experiences and the origin of the things on his body, as the Altar Saint said.

"I got this soil stained with immortal blood in the heavenly cliff, and in the hundred grass liquid, I got the rhizome of the immortal medicine, and then I stepped into the five continents, and in the treasure house of a small family, I harvested the edge of the mask, the very large thousand machine locks, and even obtained a tree sword intent comparable to divine art!"

"In the secret realm of Chongming, I have obtained all these creations, and these creations belong to the ancient Chongming bird? Could it be that because I am his descendant, he sent these things to me?"

Qin Feng's heart was shocked, the Pure Altar Saint didn't say it, he hadn't thought of this yet, but after the other party mentioned it, after thinking about it for a while, he found a terrifying fact.

His path to opportunity is too smooth!

Qin Feng asked worriedly: "Senior, isn't this a good thing, it proves that my luck is amazing, maybe, I was a person with great merit in my previous life." ”

The young man quibbled, he didn't want to believe that this was a bad thing, thinking that the Pure Altar Saint was deceiving people's minds and thinking too much.

He was a little frightened and deceived himself: "Impossible, this is nonsense!"

There were continuous questions from the tomb: "Junior, you master the law of time, and practice divine arts, these methods, ordinary people have the same convenience, in order to compete for the heavy Ming divine art, the ten forbidden lands of Tianjiao were born, competing on the same stage, how difficult it is to win." ”

He concluded: "This is the compensation of heaven for you, you have gone through the past few decades, smooth sailing, sometimes, you can find the opportunities that others dream of, such as mother gold, immortal medicine beard." You enjoy this short-lived gift, like a summer flower, but you will pay for your life. ”

Qin Feng laughed loudly, and Nunu said, "Senior, I relied on my fists all the way to fight, you."

There is a truth to what you said, but I don't believe it!"

Qin Feng bent down, found a random corner, kept digging with his two heads, and began to dig the soil under his feet, and after a while, he dug a big pit.

"Senior, you are a saint, you must pay attention to the basis of your speech, you said that if I bend down and dig casually, I can dig out immortal medicine, mother gold and other things that others dream of. ”

He dug three feet deep in a row, and there was nothing but dirt in the big pit.

The young man patted the soil on his palm, shook off the soil sticking to his trouser legs, pointed to the big pit under his feet, and asked with a smile: "I chose a place at random, and I did not dig up the immortal medicine mother's gold, it seems that I am not a short-lived person, and the creation I have obtained is not a gift because God has taken pity on me!"

Qin Feng has a strong spirit, such a spirit comes from a strong self-confidence in himself, this kind of temperament is indispensable, almost a necessary quality for a monk to reach this level.

"Junior, how many feet will you dig again?" a voice came from the grave.

In order to prove what he thought in his heart, and at the same time, in order to break the words of the Pure Altar Sage, Qin Feng bent down and continued to excavate.

One foot.

Two feet.

Three feet.

There were no artifacts in the pit.

"Senior, I don't believe that my life will end, and in many experiences I have cultivated the quality of prudence. ”

He didn't believe in providence, and if he really had a short life, he had already died many times.

He whispered in his heart: "The Twelve Layers of Pure Body Realm, I have successfully opened up and reached the fourth in history; in the fourteenth year of the Great Dream World, Bai Lao and Xuanhuang Villain both thought that I had died, but in the end I woke up; I fell into the Fallen Saint Burial Ground and fell into the core of the forbidden land, and I still walked out alive!"

"All this proves that I will always go on!"

When he reached the fourth and a half feet of digging, his fingertips touched a small pebble, which was covered with silt, and it was not good-looking.

Qin Feng groaned softly, and in the process of digging, his fingertips slashed over the edge of the pebble, leaving a wound that was an inch deep.

Blood gushed out, seeping from the black soil of his fingertips, and it was jet black.

"Such a sharp stone can cut my fingertips and make my blood last forever. Qin Feng groaned, he bent down and twisted the small stone.

Tick.

Seeing that the blood on his fingertips continued to bubble, Qin Feng sealed his own bloodline with the vitality in his body, wrapping the wound and preventing the blood from continuing to flow out.

Unexpectedly, more and more blood flowed out of the fingertips, at first, a drop of blood flowed out, then a small stream flowed out, and in the end, it was like a small fountain, spurting blood feet high.

Qin Feng pressed the wound, wiped the soil on the black stone, and observed the original appearance of the small stone.

"Junior, this is the polar night star, it is the mother gold, although the thumb is big, it is worth millions of medium-grade yuan stones. ”

"The polar night stars are extremely sharp, and the wounds drawn cannot be healed, but fortunately, you just scratch the skin, and you can recover in half a month. ”

"The axe of Xingtian is mixed with this kind of mother gold. ”

Qin Feng's body trembled, and he dug out a thumb-sized Polar Night Star, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a million medium-grade stars

Yuan Shi, but he couldn't be happy.

He was even genuinely terrified.

"Impossible, why can I bend down and dig up the mother gold?"

Qin Feng changed places, walked to the back of the tomb of the Pure Altar Saint, and found a place with barren vegetation.

"Chirp ......"

In that barren place, there was a chicken cub of extraordinary origin, ready to excrete, and it looked at its feet, and with disgust, it jumped into the distance, and hid in the vegetation to excrete.

That's where chickens don't.

Qin Feng approached, bent down and began to dig.

"My Dao heart is extremely firm, and I will not be shaken by the slightest suspicious sign, unless something like this happens again!"

Five inches.

Eight inches.

Ten inches.

When he reached the eleventh inch, he withdrew the rhizome of a plant, cleansing the essence of the elixir.

Qin Feng grabbed the whisker and shook his head vigorously: "All this is very false, how can such a thing happen? ”

The mound shook, and the voice of the Pure Altar Saint came: "Junior, that is the rhizome of the Silver Moon Immortal Medicine, which belongs to Li Yinyue!"

"That legendary woman is the only monk in history who is not an immortal but has an immortal medicine, and she is a mythical figure!"

Qin Feng stayed where he was, unable to speak, as if he was living in a dream, he began to rethink every word of the Pure Altar Sage.

"What kind of mentality should I go on? Will there be tons of mother gold and immortal medicine whiskers hidden under this area?"

Without waiting for him to make a verification, the great powers in the distance had already begun to excavate, and the surrounding land around the edge of the tomb of the Pure Altar Saint was all dug up, digging three zhang deep into the ground, until the rocks in the depths of the earth were exposed, and the great powers did not stop.

"It's so strange, we dug three feet into the ground and turned this area upside down, but we didn't get anything, Li Changxu leaned over twice and dug out the immortal medicine beard and the mother gold ...... respectively."

"It seems that the prophecy of the Pure Altar Sage is not wrong, Li Changxu has a short life, but there is shocking luck. Whoever gets him gets a living treasure trove. ”

All of you are silent, and you have all kinds of plans in your hearts.

The Pure Altar Sage coughed, and his continuous speech made him a little tired.

"I'm old, I say so many words, and I deduce four times in a row, and my body is a little unbearable and tired. ”

Seeing that the young man was a little sad, he said that he could do his best one last time to relieve the young man's doubts. He deduced that Qin Feng had a lot of creation, but because he didn't know the origin, he couldn't use it reasonably and transform it into strength.

Qin Feng politely refused: "Pure altar saint, don't try anymore, for the sake of your body." If you do it again, you will get hurt. ”

Qin Feng politely refused, his thoughts a little chaotic.

An undoubted voice came from the tomb, and the voice was very resolute: "Little guy, I need to keep the little Suzaku to be regarded as a favor for you, so I must do something for you." ”

"Don't underestimate the law of cause and effect, you just ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old tree root appeared in Qin Feng's hand.

In the rear, all the onlookers held their breath, their eyes wide, as if they were there

Look at a monster and look at the old roots.

Boom.

The Pure Altar Sage tried to deduce, and the tomb that had just been inlaid collapsed.

He continued to deduce, the tomb shook, and the earth and rocks on it slid down, and he spent a lot of effort and persevered in deducing.

The big tomb was split in two, and his voice came, as if he was vomiting blood: "This is the rhizome of the immortal medicine, this is the third elixir of the ninth world, which can make people live out the ninth life!"

"With this kind of immortal thing, you will die without regrets. ”

(End of chapter)