Chapter 172: A Codex
Shan Thirteen grabbed the black-robed man's mutilated palm, which was a green ribbon wrapped around his wrist, and there was a faint cold aura on it.
Bang –
The two iron corpses that followed closely behind Shan Thirteen actually collided together for the first time, making a deafening sound of metal impact.
Shan Thirteen's eyes lit up, the green ribbon just now happened to block the attack route of an iron corpse, and the inside of this iron corpse stopped moving, and was knocked down by the iron corpse behind.
Bang Bang –
Shan Thirteen cheered and held the green ribbon, and swayed in front of the iron corpse one by one, and suddenly the iron corpse that was still extremely sharp just now was like a drunk drunk staggering together, messing up.
In this way, Shan Thirteen has enough time to recover his true qi and backbone, one-on-one iron corpse, where is still his opponent, if it weren't for research, he would have smashed his head a long time ago, where is it so hard now, laboriously breaking the joints of his limbs.
"Shh......h
Shan Thirteen let out a long sigh, this corpse poison is not very toxic, but if you want to clear it, it is much more difficult than fighting, it takes an hour, a few pills of poison repellent, and it takes a complete recovery.
This is the time to look at the green ribbon in his hand, if it weren't for this thing, I don't know what would happen now. Looking carefully, the cold aura on the ribbon is not the Nine Shadows True Qi of the black-robed man!
Shan Thirteen's spiritual sense penetrated into the ribbon, and under the fierce impact, he lost the support of the main breath of the black-robed man's deity, and this breath was destroyed in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace in the world.
"Wow! Got rich......"
Under the sweep of the thirteen spiritual senses of the mountain, the whole person jumped up excitedly, where is this ribbon, this is a large storage space!
Although it is not as square as the Qiankun bag and Qiankun bracelet, it seems a little irregular, but the volume of this space is really large enough, and it is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of cubic meters.
The space is divided into three parts, the most obvious is a pile of bones, some humans, some demon beasts, occupying half of the space, but scattered all over the place, obviously not receiving preferential treatment from the black-robed people.
The other two, one is a variety of spiritual plants and materials that are not clear, and the other is a clean altar, the most attractive thing is that there is a stone tablet on the side of the altar, with big golden characters on it, even if you want to avoid it, it is absolutely impossible.
"Humble natives, dare to offend my coercion, I will use your souls to refine the heavenly ghosts, so that your bones will always kneel on the altar, and they will not get rid of reincarnation for generations!"
As soon as Shan Thirteen saw this first sentence, he thought of the black-robed man with inflated self-confidence, but he was the same arrogant as the person who left the message. But it was followed by a series of names of people and monsters, causing Shan Thirteen's eyes to glow with scorching fire.
"Changmei real person, overseas double immortals, demon boy Yubin, demon king and overlord ......"
These are all famous big names in the cultivation realm, or legendary big names, they are all the most prestigious masters in the cultivation realm four thousand years ago, but they suddenly disappeared overnight, which caused an uproar.
The cultivation realm has not been able to know their news for many years, is it true that as the person who left the monument said, all of them were killed here, so in this case, these bones are not them?
As soon as the thirteen spiritual senses of the mountain moved, the bones of a human body were taken out of the ribbon, and as soon as he reached out and touched it, he performed the Ecstasy Soul Touching Bone Technique, carefully perceiving the changes in it.
"Two hundred and ninety years of bone age, the realm of a great monk!"
Shan Thirteen muttered to himself, not expecting a casual call, it was the remains of a great monk, carefully stroking the bones, there was a faint bone mark on it.
Pounding ......
Shan Thirteen felt the sound of his heartbeat suddenly picking up, this was the complete bone mark remains, which was completely the best raw material for refining bone weapons. It's just that the thought of desecrating the remains of the deceased is psychologically unbearable, as if he is another black-robed person.
Human nature and temptation test Shan Thirteen, this sitting is a whole day and a night, if it weren't for the messy sound of fighting outside, Shan Thirteen didn't know when he would ponder.
"It's really fucking unlucky, Lao Chu, you don't know me anymore, I'm Chu Degong of the Hundred Swords Sect!"
An impatient voice came from outside the passage, and Shan Thirteen heard it clearly, but he forgot about the death of the black-robed man and the refining corpses outside the passage.
"Lao Chu, don't say anything again, brother, I'm a heavy hand!"
The person who came didn't hear the response, and seemed to be a little annoyed, followed by a few "plop" sounds, thinking about how an ordinary corpse refining could be the opponent of the sevenfold cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and there were four people who came.
It turns out that the black-robed people have something to do with the Hundred Swords Gate, no wonder the villagers did not get the help of the monks, and the dignified Xiuzhen Sect actually helped to abuse, and there is really no good Dingxi up and down the Hundred Swords Gate.
"Lao Chu, I'm here to inform you, the sect has an order, and a reward is offered to arrest the disciples of Tianlongmen, this is his portrait and information, I put it at the door!"
Chu Degong of the Hundred Swords Gate seemed to be a little taboo about the black-robed man, and after explaining the matter, he left. Shan 13 smiled dumbly, this enemy is afraid that it is himself, I didn't expect that the heart of the Hundred Swords Gate to kill me is not small!
"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs!"
Shan Thirteen suddenly felt open-minded, the road of cultivation, the avenue is ruthless, what is the mere body, all things are animist, human beings are just one of them, at most they don't take the initiative to kill in vain.
The spiritual sense once again probed into the ribbon and sorted out the bones, but this arrangement was quite fruitful, forty-seven sets of complete skeletons, as many as eleven sets of bones that reached the level of bone prints, and seven hundred bones with more than six lines, enough to squander them for a while.
As for the ordinary bones below the five lines, they are refined into bone paste and bone sha, and now these two resources do not have a little reserve, which just relieves the urgent need.
With the refining of bottles of bone paste and bone shasers, the entire space was almost vacated, except for those spirit plants and materials, that is, the lonely coil of the altar in one corner.
Focusing on the stele again, Shan 13 saw a story of many top masters killing people and seizing treasures, as for whether it was as the owner of the stele said, it is unknown.
The owner of the stele was given a codex, a travelogue about the land of the abyss, and the last three pages of the travelogue recorded a set of clever exercises "Eighteen Heavenly Great Arrays".
It's a pity that Shan Thirteen only read the travelogue and didn't see the last three pages, even if he searched every corner of the space, even the pile of minced meat of the black-robed man, he found nothing.
The cheats that the top masters fought for four thousand years ago, you can imagine what a treasure it is, but the black-robed man was killed by himself, could he go to the Netherworld to find him out?
If you want to cry without tears, this joke is too big!
Thump......
The refining corpses outside the passage gradually lost their ability to move, and they fell down one by one, returning to the true nature of the corpses, that is, twelve iron corpses, and similar signs also appeared, it turned out that the Nine Shadows Qi that controlled these refining corpses was consumed.
In line with the principle of waste utilization, Shan 13 received 12 iron corpses and 27 refined corpses into the ribbon together, which made the ribbon space have a little "popularity".