Qin Feng left the stone man's grave, and before parting, he asked the name of the saint, but the other party did not tell him.

The stone man dispelled the idea of leaving the little cardinal, and asked the young man to leave with the little cardinal, and saw the young man's back, and the stone man breathed a sigh of relief.

He went to a nearby grave and asked about the saints who were his neighbors.

"Brother Ren, we have been neighbors for 9,000 years, and we hope to borrow a coffin, but my coffin has been touched by that child, and I dare not use it again. ”

He felt that it was not safe, but fortunately he moved his grave and found a remote corner to be reburied.

Qin Feng killed it back, and the stone's face immediately turned green.

"What are you going to do when you come back? Don't take an inch, or I'll take your life at the cost of destroying my own seal." The stone man warned that he stopped Qin Feng and prevented him from approaching his new graveyard.

"Senior, you misunderstood, I came back to ask for advice. ”

He pointed to the broken clay pots on the earthen grave in the distance and asked, "Are those clay pots the things of the owner?" I want to bring them back to the clan, stuff some flower fertilizer, and plant some holy medicine, the mother gold, hoping that the holy medicine will produce small medicine, and the mother gold will give birth to the child gold." ”

"After all, it is a jar for storing the limbs of a saint, and it should be better than an ordinary jar. ”

The stone man buried himself again, humming in his mouth, not intending to explain for Qin Feng, as if he was still holding grudges.

"Senior, be generous, you really don't plan to tell me, then I have to ask others. ”

As he turned to leave, the stone man's voice came, full of disdain: "That's a corpse jar, it's a precious good thing, put the limbs in the jar and keep it, it will remain active for many years and won't rot." ”

"The corpse jar is a substitute for the immortal source, and the effect is second only to the immortal source!"

The stone man pointed to the jars on the dirt slope in the distance and said, "Fifteen corpse jars have been determined by the fifteen strongest saints in this radius, how can you take them if you want to?"

"The one at the very edge, the jar that is so broken that only the base remains, has been determined by me. ”

Qin Feng was grateful: "Thank you for informing." ”

He walked slowly to the small graveyard where the body jar was located.

He turned around and saw the old saint and the little cardinal standing far away, never leaning up, and wondered: "Old saint, little cardinal, what are you doing so far away from me?"

"Could it be that you are afraid of the ominous inside me?"

Seeing that the old sage and the little cardinal nodded one after another, he didn't force it, and went with the flow: "Okay, you just wait for me there, I'll take a few jars, bring them back to the village, and plant chemical herbs, ginseng fruit trees, nine generations of three medicines, etc." ”

He has immortal soil, and he also has a soil that is more mysterious than immortal soil, and he is short of a few suitable jars to match.

"The old sage said that these jars hide the corpses of saints, and only devour the essence of saints, so that I can be in the realm of the body, and I should be like that big black snake, and I will not be attacked by jars. ”

"Take the jar and pour out the stump from the jar. ”

The big black snake was gone, and of the fifteen jars, three of them were so broken that only the base remained, and the remaining twelve were also damaged to varying degrees, some without lids, some were cut to pieces, and some were full of cracks and were about to burst at any time.

Qin Feng's gaze fell on the few most complete

on the jar.

Suddenly, a mound in the east shook, and a figure was projected on the grave, the man was immortal, his beard was on the ground, and he had an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

Qin Feng turned his head to look, only to see that the old man had a black pupil and a white pupil, and the black and white pupils were circulating, changing each other, and many mysteries appeared under his eyes.

From time to time, there is the scene of crows drinking water, but the mouth of the bottle is too deep, and the crows can only fill the bottle with stones;

In the end, all the scenes were disillusioned, Qin Feng saw a person with green hairs on his chest, as time passed, those green hairs became more and more dense, growing all over the body, nostrils, mouth, eyesballs, internal organs, green hairs were intertwined, a large patch, green oil.

In the end, the man died, and I don't know whether he was suffocated by the green hair, or he was sucked dry by the green hair and died of depletion.

Qin Feng urged his spiritual eyes, and the scene in the eyes of the old man with black and white eyes disappeared.

The saint blinked, and his eyes turned white, and he was dressed in white, and his hair and beard were all snow-white, and his eyes were the same color, and they were as white as dust.

He was a little surprised, and found the extraordinary power of Qin Feng's spiritual eyes: "Little friend, these corpse jars are all things that have owners, you better leave quickly." ”

Several tombs in the West rattled and rattled, and three middle-aged people with bald heads and big ears appeared together, and the three of them looked exactly the same, like triplets.

Qin Feng was shocked: "The three saints of one vein are all buried here, bald-headed, could it be a Buddha?"

There was a bald head in the center, with the Buddha's seal in his eyes, looking through Qin Feng, he said: "Little guy, I blessed my eyes with the secret method of Buddhism, and observed your life. ”

"Your life is short, you are about to fall, don't waste your time here, go back to your hometown, and go on your last journey with your family. ”

The one on the left imitated his movements and advised Qin Feng: "Together with your family, finish the last journey." ”

The one on the right competes to imitate: "Together, the last ride." ”

The bald head in the middle was accustomed to it, and he said: "My three brothers have also set three jars, and this corpse jar is not something you can take." ”

"It's not for you to take. ”

"Not Your ......"

A large tomb collapsed in the north, and out of it came a divine middle-aged man, with a solar disc behind his back, slowly rotating, emitting a dazzling light, shining in front of him in the infinite distance.

The light of the disc shines into the sky, forcing back the sun's rays, fueling the brilliance of the moon and filling the day with moonlight; sweeping towards the earth, some of the grass roots that have long since decayed grow rapidly, metamorphose into green, and bloom, while some vigorous vegetation withers in the blink of an eye and becomes nourishment for the grass roots.

The Sun Disc rises in mid-age, grows from a mortal to become holy, and his disc contains mysteries that can unleash the potential of the tiny.

"I also have a can. ”

The disc man looked at Qin Feng and was displeased: "You are a person with heavy pupils, a young man who relies on his physique, I am most unaccustomed to this kind of person in my life, and he quickly disappeared from me." ”

Several great sages also appeared in the south, swearing sovereignty over the corpse jar.

A large tomb projected a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a waist that only had Qin Feng's

The thighs are thick, but the upper and lower circumferences are as big as a millstone, and the figure is amazing, which makes people wonder if the slender waist can withstand such a lot of pressure.

The woman's hair was long, but it was not black, but the color of her complexion, and on closer inspection, it was not hair, but tendrils that resembled large tendons.

The beautiful woman stiffened her waist and said in a male voice: "Leave quickly, you are not welcome here." ”

Many saints were projected around, all of whom deliberately kept a distance from Qin Feng, and some of the big tombs even erected walls in front of them to prevent Qin Feng from approaching.

Qin Feng looked at more than ten jars and sighed emptyly: "It's a pity, it turns out that these corpse jars already have owners, so I can only give up, enter the forbidden land, and ask for two of them from the Pure Altar Saint." ”

He looked around at the saints: "Seniors, have you ever had a holy mushroom?"

Qin Feng took out 200,000 medium-grade Yuan Stones, and then took out the immortal soil, as well as the soil of unknown origin, and said, "Seniors, I am willing to exchange holy mushrooms for the same price." ”

Seeing that the corpse jar could not be obtained, Qin Feng wanted to get some holy mushrooms.

A group of saints looked at the things in Qin Feng's hands with disdain.

"What is the use of the Zhongpin Yuan Stone, Immortal Land, etc., we are true saints, and it is difficult for us to only seek immortal medicine, immortal source, and ordinary mother gold. ”

"Hurry up, the Buddha trilet has already made it clear that you don't have a long life. You are not a saint, what is the use of this corpse jar?"

The Sun Disc Man looked at the black sandy soil in Qin Feng's hand, and asked in shock, "Boy, where did you get that little handful of soil?"

"I want to exchange two holy mushrooms for your handful of soil!"

Qin Feng's heart shook, this soil was dug up along with the mantra plaque, and the effect was especially better than the immortal soil, but he never knew the origin.

Qin Feng was about to ask a question, but the saints exchanged ideas with each other first.

"Yang Sheng, what do you mean by this? That soil has no spirituality, it is not as good as immortal soil, are you willing to exchange the only two holy mushrooms you have?"

"I have exchanged the lid of the jug with you for a plant, but you have not agreed. ”

The lid is more precious than the body of the jar, and it can be seen from the fifteen jars present that among the fifteen, the one with the body intact can be found, but not a single lid can be found.

"Could it be that there is something about that soil, which is more precious than immortal soil?"

The woman from the south said: "There are indeed so many kinds of soil that are more precious than fairy soil, but all of them are flowing with divine essence, and once they are taken out, they can cause visions of heaven and earth." ”

"These soils do not belong to any of them. ”

The big-eared monk's eyes flashed with Buddha seals, he looked at the soil in Qin Feng's hand, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and finally took out the holy mushrooms of the three brothers.

"This ...... A handful of soil makes me feel endless killing intent, which is enough to destroy the power of faith accumulated in a Buddha country!"

"What kind of soil is this?" the big-eared monk couldn't tell where the soil came from, but he practiced Buddhism deeply and felt the secrets that existed in the soil.

"It's like being stained with fairy blood, but not exactly, this soil smell is mixed and changeable, like a hodgepodge, not pure fairy blood. ”

The monk on the big ear threw three holy mushrooms: "Little one, divide that soil among me, the holy mushrooms will not be of much use to me." ”

Just then, there was a sound from behind

Many wind-breaking sounds.

Zhou Huang took the protector to the front, the masters of the Nanjiang Domain and the Northern Liang Domain appeared, and several powerhouses of the Ruins Realm in Ximan City came together, and the forces holding invitations to the forbidden area also arrived.

Nanjiang Yu stepped forward and said politely: "Li Daoyou, I heard the Holy Dragon of the Zhou family say that you took my Nine Shadow Sparrows. ”

"If yes, please return it. ”

(End of chapter)