"This Liu Zitong's life is really legendary......" Lin Hao looked down at the travelogue and couldn't help but sigh.

Although Liu Zitong has mediocre qualifications in martial arts cultivation and has always only cultivated in the middle stage of martial arts, he has shown amazing talent in the side door miscellaneous paths!

"In short, this Poison Heart Feather is a wonder, or an alternative genius! Alas, alas, alas, alas, alas......"

"Huh? He has lived for seventy years! That's equivalent to 140 years on earth, and it's terrifying to spend more than 100 years studying miscellaneous science......"

After a while, Lin Hao gently exhaled turbid breath, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Miscellaneous genius, it's a pity that you didn't enter the wrong sect at the right time, if you join the miscellaneous family or the Mo family, you must be a generation of Tianjiao-style characters......"

In the savage world, martial arts powerhouses have a long lifespan. It is said that the strong man of the samurai realm can live without illness or disaster; A strong martial artist can live for more than 100 Zehui, and a great martial arts master can even live for more than 200 Zehui!

Of course, this only refers to the theoretical lifespan of a warrior.

In fact, because of a series of reasons such as long-term practice, or fighting with strong enemies in the early years, the toxins accumulated over the years will greatly reduce the lifespan of a martial arts powerhouse!

Basically, very few martial artists can live more than 100 Zehui.

In fact, the vast majority of martial artists were killed in vendettas or battles, and few people can really live to their limit.

In the bedroom, Lin Hao held the scroll and recognized it word by word.

After a while, he sighed with emotion: "The life of this poisonous feather warrior can be said to be very lucky, or it can be said to be very unlucky......"

According to the book, Liu Zitong joined the Medicine King Palace since he was a child, and he did not like to practice martial arts since he was a child. But he likes to delve into medical skills, poison Gu and other miscellaneous studies. This made his master helpless, so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

So until now, Liu Zitong is still just a small martial artist.

Although this poisonous feather warrior has not put much effort into martial arts, he is extremely obsessed with miscellaneous learning, and has been collecting various miscellaneous secrets and exercises all his life.

His martial arts talent in the first half of his life was not obvious, although he was not taken seriously, but it was also smooth.

Until the death of his mentor, Liu Zitong's good times were gone.

Since then, he has not only lost his biggest backer in the Medicine King's Palace, but has also often been frantically squeezed out by rival factions. The saddest thing is that he was finally forcibly kicked out of the division for a trumped-up reason.

After that, the poisonous heart Yushi had no fixed place to live, and he has been carrying the identity of an outcast of the sect behind his back. In the second half of his life, he was still obsessed with miscellaneous studies, and he had been traveling and wandering around the Dayu Dynasty.

During the long time of the Fifty Ze Society, he traveled all over the mountains and Daze of the Dayu Dynasty. He has been obsessed with studying various miscellaneous sciences in his life, including organs, beast taming, puppets, hidden weapons, Gu poison, alchemy, medical skills, etc., and has made great achievements in many miscellaneous studies......

During a trip, Liu Zitong stumbled upon the ruins of a cave of an ancient powerhouse in a secret place that was inaccessible.

After a life-and-death struggle, he finally got a secret treasure, a space secret treasure.

"It turns out that this Naxu ring was obtained by him by accident, no wonder ......" Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, held back his emotions, and continued to check the records behind.

"Three months ago, in a fang market in Qingzhou, the old man collected materials in the stall area, and by chance got a strange token......

"Two months ago, I was inexplicably chased and killed by several warriors, and I fought back, thinking that it was just ordinary bandits. Half a month later, when the old man returned from going out, the disciples in the cave died tragically on the ground, and they were slaughtered......"

Lin Hao carefully identified it, and suddenly turned to the last page.

I saw that at the end of the volume, there was a line of blood-red characters written on the paper: "Seven Star Pavilion, Dustless Island, Tayun Sect, Blood Shadow Building, kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

On the blood of the scroll, endless hatred and murder rose to the sky, as if its anger could not be washed away by the waves of the sea.

Later, there was no suspense in the development of things, and Liu Zi lived a life of exile through upheaval. miserable like a lost dog, he was chased and killed by the disciples of the four sects all the way.

Originally, he wanted to escape to Wutong Academy to take refuge, but he didn't expect to be targeted by the killers of the Blood Shadow Building.

After being forced to a dead end, Liu Zitong was unwilling to be obtained by the enemy and resolutely chose to die together.

Because of this, Lin Hao, who was passing by the alley that night, happened to pick up this big bargain.

"Very bloody old-fashioned treasure hunting and murder plot ......"

Lin Hao gently closed the book, his eyes were full of complicated looks, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter unconsciously: "It's really sad to have a secret treasure but no strong power to protect it!" Is it possible that the weak should be bullied so wantonly......"

In a flash, a token appeared in his hand.

It was a black token made of unknown material, cold to the touch, about half the size of a palm. The back is innumerably delicately patterned, and the front is engraved with two quirky symbols.

"Waste...... Sky? ”

Lin Hao held the token in his palm, and lowered his head to carefully identify the two strange symbols on the front.

"Is this token the source of the disaster, and what secrets does it contain? actually prompted the people of the four sects to hunt down and kill Liu Zitong at all costs! I don't think there's anything peculiar......"

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. Liu Zitong can be said to have died unjustly.

He was originally a good scattered person, living a free and easy, idle life of wild cranes. But just because I got a token, or a nameless token that I don't know the purpose of, I lost my life inexplicably.

It's just sad and lamentable, it can be described as a flying disaster!

"People still have to have strong strength to protect what they care about!"

Lin Hao shook his head helplessly, and simply didn't think much about it.

"Originally, I had been struggling with how to hide those contraband. Now, after I get the Void Ring, I don't have any worries. And I can do a lot of things with it, and many of my previous ideas can be realized......"

There were many relics of the Poison Heart Feather Warrior in the Naxu Ring, including many miscellaneous books he had painstakingly studied, as well as a large number of medicinal herbs and refining materials.

Among them, there are even many Danfang and martial arts secret arts. It can be said that Liu Zitong's lifelong inheritance is basically in this ring.

"This is the Xuanmu?"

Lin Hao searched for a while, and a strange metal suddenly appeared in his palm, which was cyan, about the size of a thumb, and it was heavy.

"I heard that this priceless currency is a precious refining material, and it is rarely circulated as currency......

He counted in the space of the ring, and there were six or seven similar mothers, equivalent to six or seven million on earth.

There are about hundreds of crystals, and the others are strange miscellaneous items. Everything adds up to a tiny corner of the space.

""Breath Disguise Technique, good thing!"