The Crow Daoist can be regarded as a super power in ancient times, although he is inferior to Long Xuzi, but he once did something that made him famous.

Back then, the Crow Daoist attacked the position of the Immortal Realm, encountered the obstruction of the Heavenly Dao, and was trapped by the Heavenly Dao with the supreme immortal fire, but the Crow Daoist could not swallow the evil anger in his heart, and he directly used the supreme immortal fire of the Heavenly Dao to refine the spiritual treasure!

Because the Crow Daoist was trapped in mid-air, such a scene was witnessed by countless immortal cultivators, and then spread all over the world. In the end, although the Crow Daoist did not achieve the position of the immortal realm, he became one of the few refiners in the ancient era.

After listening to the narration of the sacrificial spirit, what made Yang Cheng pay the most attention was not the courage of the Crow Daoist, but the Crow Dao and the Long Xuzi, like the Dragon Xuzi, were also blocked by the Heavenly Dao on the road to becoming an immortal!

"Have you been blocked by the Heavenly Dao again?" Yang Cheng thought secretly.

The priest knew Yang Cheng's thoughts and said, "Little Chengzi, this is not something you need to care about, when you reach that step, you will naturally understand." ”

Yang Cheng smiled with relief: "That's right, I'm just still in the Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm, so I'm thinking about what to do for so long!" Senior, hearing you say this, the strength of the Crow Daoist is actually not low, right? ”

"He only tried to bombard the gate of the immortal realm a hundred years after stepping into the Domination Realm, compared to Long Xuzi, it is much weaker, but it is much stronger than the ordinary Domination Realm power! Take that supreme immortal fire as an example, it is not something that ordinary powerful people can bear, after all, that supreme immortal fire burns the soul of a person, and the soul power is not strong enough, and it will be burned to ashes almost instantly!

"And that Crow Dao person was able to ignite the fire refining weapon, at that time, the face of the Heavenly Dao was dark, but now that I think about it, it is also an interesting thing in ancient times." The priest spirit talked eloquently, and seemed to be immersed in the atmosphere of that time.

Yang Cheng couldn't bear to disturb such a memory of the sacrifice spirit, so he firmly grasped a boulder, turned over, and stood at the entrance of the cave. A cool breeze came and almost made Yang Cheng fall back.

The cave was pitch black, but Yang Cheng could barely see some things clearly with his eyesight - the stone walls of the cave were painted with exquisite murals, and in the darkness, he could still see bright colors, but Yang Cheng couldn't distinguish what the content of the painting was.

Further down, you can faintly hear the crow's crow. Turning a corner, there was a little light inside, but it was not natural light, but the light of the torch burning, although it was not very bright, but it made Yang Cheng feel a lot better.

Walking into the light, Yang Cheng first looked around, the entire cave was empty, and it was not full of magic weapons and spiritual weapons as he imagined, on the contrary, he didn't even find a broken jar.

The crow was standing on the branch of a bronze tree, shaking its head and looking at Yang Cheng. Yang Cheng glared at it, but found that the bronze tree seemed to be familiar, and he always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

"Senior, do you have any impression of that bronze tree?"

The sacrificial spirit glanced at it and said, "It should be practiced and played by the Crow Dao people when they have nothing to do, and it has no effect." ”

Yang Cheng had a different attitude towards this sentence of the spirit sacrifice, that bronze tree was absolutely extraordinary, and that impression was in his mind, but he just couldn't remember it.

The crow suddenly screamed and continued to fly towards the depths of the cave, Yang Cheng put the bronze tree into the storage ring, and then followed closely.

Further inside, there is a long and narrow path, only allowing one person to pass, Yang Cheng walked quickly, and soon came to the end of the path, which was a larger cave space, which was much brighter than the space in front, and there were piles of utensils in a corner, swords, guns, halberds, which could be seen there, and there were tower-shaped and tripod-shaped utensils!

Yang Cheng walked over quickly, picked up a tripod-shaped artifact, and carefully examined it, the surface was engraved with exquisite tripod patterns, but due to the long time, there was already a mottled green patina on the tripod, but it did not affect the beauty of the tripod at all.

"Senior, do these artifacts still have any value?"

"It's just a bunch of waste products that have failed to be refined, but with the refining strength of this Crow Dao person, there shouldn't be so many waste products!" The priest was puzzled.

"Senior, could it be that the Crow Dao is trying some new refining method?"

Yang Cheng's idea can be said to be very novel, and the priest spirit did not raise any objection to it: "It is possible! If you look again, you might be able to find a valuable artifact or two. ”

Yang Cheng buried his head in the pile of utensils, and the crow looked at Yang Cheng quietly, the beak of the bird vaguely showed a smile, which looked particularly weird, no wonder in modern society, people will regard the crow as a bad omen, or the spokesman of death.

And just when Yang Cheng was immersed in the sigh of these artifacts, a figure quietly appeared behind him. Dressed in a black and white robe, holding a feather fan, he shook it gently, blowing his long black hair fluttering up and down. In the center of his eyebrows, a black bird is drawn, if you look closely, you can see that it is a crow, no different from the crow that Yang Cheng rescued!

The atmosphere in the cave gradually became solemn with the appearance of the figure, but Yang Cheng was also aware of this change, and even the sacrificial spirit did not notice it at the beginning.

"Senior, how do I feel cold here, it's very different from when I first came in?" Yang Cheng stood up from the pile of utensils.

"Well, the old man also felt it, it's really a little strange!" The priest echoed.

Yang Cheng looked up at the crow, the crow was still looking at him so strangely, but that look became a lot duller.

"Junior, don't look for it anymore, the old man is behind you!"

A voice full of vicissitudes sounded from behind Yang Cheng, Yang Cheng only felt that the hairs on his body stood upside down, and a cool breath pierced the bone marrow through his pores.

Yang Cheng turned around slowly, and the figure stood less than a meter behind him, gently shaking the feather fan, there was no malice between his eyebrows, but the crow pattern in the center of the eyebrows was reflected in Yang Cheng's pupils, which shocked him.

"Seniors are not ...... Raven Daoist? ”

The figure stopped the movement in his hand slightly, and said with a smile: "To be precise, the old man is just a wisp of will, and he rarely conjures up this appearance when he stays in the crow's body on weekdays." ”

Yang Cheng glanced back at the crow again, his weird smile and dull eyes were exactly the same as before!

(End of chapter)