After the distribution was completed, the group walked in.

Leng Sin raised his hand and grabbed a spiritual treasure out of the air. The spirit treasure fell into his hand, but he kept struggling, and the cold sin used his whole body cultivation, so that the spirit treasure did not come out of his hand. After the spirit treasure stabilized, Leng Sin quickly bit his finger, and a drop of essence blood fell on it. When he opened his mouth and inhaled, the spirit treasure became smaller and flew into his mouth.

Liu Ming concocted it in the same way, and also successfully subdued a spiritual treasure.

When it came to Jona, it didn't go so well, as soon as the spirit treasure was sucked out of the light curtain, it broke away from Jona's control, circled in mid-air, and flew towards the tomb door. Mao Rui, who had been watching from the sidelines, naturally wouldn't let it succeed, and the majestic power of cultivation poured out, directly suppressing the spirit treasure to the ground. Jona ran quickly, dripping her blood onto it. The spirit treasure emits light, keeping the blood out and preventing it from merging. Jona's face was ugly, and this spiritual treasure actually didn't recognize her as the master. Mao Rui was also a little helpless, so he had to use his divine sense together. Under the double suppression of Mao Rui's cultivation and divine consciousness, the spirit treasure succumbed in trembling. Seeing this, Jona was overjoyed, and hurriedly dripped a drop of blood on it again, and this time the blood successfully merged into the spirit treasure without the slightest obstruction.

All three of them got the spirit treasure, and it was time for Mao Rui to harvest it. Although there was an agreement before, people's hearts are unpredictable. In order to prevent the three of them from being greedy, they were not satisfied with getting the spirit treasure, so they attacked him. Mao Rui always spread his senses, secretly guarding carefully.

Mao Rui came to the stone pillar unhurriedly, and first carefully examined the mask on it. The mask is white all over and is a simple grimace shape. It looks ordinary, nothing special. Mao Rui never believed that the Burning Heaven Daoist would put an ordinary mask in his main burial chamber, and he used his divine sense to sweep it, and found that this mask clearly existed in his eyes, and he couldn't see it with his divine sense. Reach out but you can touch it. When I picked it up and put it on my face, a hint of coolness came, which made my mind a little clearer.

He took off the mask and frowned and thought about it, came to Leng Sin, and handed the mask to him: "You put it on, I'll see what changes." ”

Mao Rui himself had already worn it just now, and Leng Sin did not hesitate to put it on directly. Mao Rui observed carefully, found that there was no change, and swept it away with his divine sense again, only to find the clue: "I see, this mask can isolate the inspection of other people's divine senses, so that people cannot know the true face under the mask." ”

Put away the mask that the cold sin returned, came to the corpse, and first waved his hand to take away all the jade slips. I took down the gray robe and looked at it carefully, I didn't find it when I put it on the bones before, and when I picked it up, I saw that the hem and cuffs of the gray robe were tattered, not like they were torn, but more like they were born like this. He took out a dagger and tried it, the sharp blade could not leave any marks on the thin cloth, and Mao Rui knew that it was a treasure and put it away. Then, he circled around the bones a few times, and said in a low voice: "This old fellow, shouldn't he die before he died in order to arrange those terrifying methods? ”

"Burning the Sky and Turning the Bones" is a body refining technique, which is introduced in some of the inheritances that Mao Rui has absorbed, and it is obtained by chance before the life of the Burning Heaven Dao. Although he did not create it, it was because of this exercise that he became famous as a Burning Heaven Daoist.

Knocking on the bones with the dagger, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, Mao Rui secretly thought: "What is needed to refine the blood guard is a corpse, I don't know if this skeleton will work, if it can, the strength of this bone, coupled with his cultivation before his death, can definitely refine a very powerful blood guard." Thinking of this, Mao Rui bowed to the bones: "Burning the sky, the juniors want to borrow your bones, I hope that the seniors have spirits in the sky, don't blame." "Put it in the space bag where the two middle-aged corpses were stored.

Finally, Mao Rui came to the coffin, knocked here, touched there, and swept his senses. Although I don't know what use this coffin is for me at the moment, but seeing that this coffin is made of spiritual wood, I still put it into the space bag.

Huang Yan'er couldn't stand it anymore, and once again let out a disdainful voice: "Mao Rui, you are too shabby, you don't even let go of the bones and coffins, can you have a little ambition." ”

Mao Rui's face darkened, but he didn't refute, took out a bag of snacks and threw it to the little girl. Huang Yan'er smiled immediately after taking it, Sha Qianwen nodded her head and scolded with a smile: "You little girl, I sold you with a pack of snacks, who has no ambition." Huang Yan'er stuck out her tongue and concentrated on her snack.

After searching again and making sure there was nothing to take, the group went back the way they came. After returning to the base, Mao Rui poured out the antiques and gold and silver treasures that he had later put into the space bag, shocking the jaws of a group of people.

First, the Cloud Spirit Fruit Tree was planted near the entrance of the base, in a relatively hidden place. Then he found Zhao Qian and borrowed a few medical books on acupuncture points and meridians from him.

Regarding today's battle with the middle-aged, Mao Rui has deeply discovered his own disadvantages, and the techniques he has mastered are too simple. Although he is also a perfect Qi practitioner, Mao Rui's cultivation is much deeper than that of a middle-aged man. In this case, Mao Rui still has to rely on strategy to win if he is injured. If Mao Rui knew a little more advanced at that time, he wouldn't have to be so troublesome at all. This made Mao Rui eager to quickly study and understand the principle of the spell, so that he could transform his spiritual power.

Back in the room, Mao Rui began to sort out the harvest this time.

took out a spirit stone and absorbed the spiritual energy inside, only adding a trace to the body. After a rough estimate, even if all the more than 4,000 spirit stones he got were used, the growth of spiritual energy would not even be half a layer in his body. Mao Rui decisively gave up the idea of cultivating with spirit stones.

More than 20 magic weapons were obtained from this trip, and Mao Rui recognized them one by one and practiced them briefly.

Mao Rui muttered to himself, "It will take two months for the old man to absorb what the old man left in my head, and until then, all the things that have been absorbed from it may not be complete. To be on the safe side, I'd better wait until I've absorbed all the things I'm learning. These ordinary magic weapons are too bad to make up for my magic flaws. Although I didn't get the spirit treasure, I can refine the blood soldiers. I just don't know what weapon I should refine as my blood soldier, this is a problem, I have to think about it. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a clue, so Mao Rui simply stopped thinking about it.

He took out the gray robe and mask, put it on his body, and went to the mirror to take a look. I found that the person in the mirror was very similar to the Grim Reaper I imagined when I was a child: a tattered robe, under the huge brim, there was a terrifying grimace, and he was holding a handful...

Mao Rui, who was narcissistic in the mirror, suddenly said excitedly, "Yes, I can use this as my blood soldier." ”