When An Zheng put the dried corpse away, something fell with a click. He looked down and saw that it was a small purple box, connected by a chain of tiny purple crystals. At first glance, it looks like a very ordinary jewelry.

"A necklace?"

An Zheng bent down to pick up the thing, and said that it must have been hung on the dry corpse before, and he didn't pay attention to touching it. He picked up the necklace and placed it back on the corpse's chest. It was extremely cold in this cave, he couldn't help but shiver, and then turned around and walked out: "Senior, rest in peace, I'll go out and get some herbs and leave." You can rest assured, I will do what I promised you, and I will never mention this medicine valley to anyone. ”

He had only taken a step, and there was another click in front of him. An Zheng lowered his head and found a bracelet composed of thirteen purple transparent beads falling in front of him. He looked up, then turned sharply, and there was not a single living person. Just a necklace, now a string of beads

An Zheng's heart tightened, he picked up the string of purple beads, and looked like it was made of some precious wood. The touch is warm and the texture is very soft. He looked back at the crystal coffin, and then asked tentatively, "This string of beads was given to me by my seniors?"

No one answered him, but the crystal coffin suddenly moved, and the same crystal clear lid automatically slid up, sealing the dried corpse inside. An Zheng thought about it, this is not to let himself return it. The purple necklace just now should be a small gift from this corpse veteran who thanked him. And I thought it was accidentally dropped from the senior's body, so I put it back again. This naughty corpse old-timer who has been dead for many years and has closed the crystal coffin, which means that you should not play it back.

An Zheng looked at the string of beads and didn't feel anything special. The heart said that if it looks good when you wear it, it is bigger.

He slipped the string of beads into his left wrist, and suddenly the string of beads contracted on its own, becoming much smaller than before. Each of the thirteen beads had an extremely sharp thorn sticking out and piercing around An Zheng's wrist. Thirteen places, each with a drop of blood. An Zheng frowned painfully, and when he looked at it again, there was a bright red star on each bead of the bracelet.

An Zheng knew that only high-grade things needed to be recognized by blood. And this bracelet is even more outrageous, it was he who pierced An Zheng's wrist to recognize the master. An Zheng tried to take off the bracelet, but his other hand touched the bracelet, and his mind suddenly buzzed.

Everything about this bracelet came to mind in an instant.

"Purple Premium"

An Zheng didn't know if this information was actively transmitted to his mind by the bead string, or by the old man who was a dry corpse, but this thing really scared An Zheng.

There are thirteen beads on the bracelet, each of which has a different purpose. When An Zheng looked closely, he found that he had been sucked into the blood of the beads, and the small patterns formed on each bead were different. Some are three-cornered stars, some are half-moons, some are dots, some are six-pointed stars, and the pattern of blood spots on each bead is different.

According to the distinction, one of these thirteen beads can be used as storage, and how much space for storage increases with the increase of cultivation. If it was cultivated to the height of the small heaven realm before the peace struggle, this storage space could fit a Illusory World Eternal Residence City into it. But now Anzheng's cultivation is very low, and this storage space is barely the size of a room.

The other bead can also be said to be a storage space, but it is not for other things, but for storing a large medicine field outside! That is to say, the old man of the dry corpse gave all the herbs in the canyon to An Zheng. An Zheng was really taken aback, the number and variety of those medicinal herbs outside were completely beyond imagination. An Zheng hasn't looked at it carefully, but there are white magenta and gold herbs in the herbs, and if you look carefully, you may be able to find the purple fairy grass.

"This gift is too big. ”

An Zheng hurriedly turned around: "The juniors deserve it, the medicine field outside is the life's work of the seniors, and the juniors don't dare to take it all away, just take some of them back to treat my friends." ”

He tried to take the string off, but no matter how hard he tried, the string of beads just wouldn't come off.

The cat poked out of An Zheng's arms and barked softly, as if to say something to An Zheng. An Zheng looked at the cat's eyes: "You mean, take it?"

The cat barked again, but An Zheng still felt that the gift was too big. But the beads couldn't be taken off, and he had no choice, so he had to get up and bow to the crystal coffin again: "Thank you seniors for the treasure." ”

The cat got out of her arms and climbed on An Zheng's shoulder, looked around, and her little eyes became brighter and brighter. It rubbed An Zheng with its little head and seeds, and motioned An Zheng to look at the seven people sitting next to the crystal coffin.

The seven men sat cross-legged, their eyes closed. They look like they are old and young, but what they have in common is that everyone has a long sword strapped to their backs.

"Greedy!"

An Zheng flicked on the cat's little head: "Of course I know that these seven long swords are all supreme treasures, and each one is amazing. But this is the weapon of these seven predecessors, and it cannot be taken. Good man, remember, there is no owner, we can hold it ourselves when we encounter it. But the weapons of these predecessors can't be touched.

The cat meowed, meaning I understood. It kept looking around, reluctant to give up. An Zheng turned around and said goodbye to the crystal coffin, and then walked out. At that moment, he felt that all seven of them had opened their eyes. An infinite chill rose from his back, and even his bones froze. He turned around sharply, it turned out to be just his own illusion, and the seven of them were still sitting there with their eyes closed and their knees crossed, motionless.

An Zheng walked away quickly, and there was always a feeling that if he had touched anyone's sword just now, he might have died by now.

He didn't dare to look back, for fear that when he turned around, he would see the seven people talking together, pointing at himself and saying Oh, that kid is still loyal and cute, let's leave him as a companion

An Zheng read the information about the bead string in his mind as he walked, this thing is called the Blood Cultivation Bead, and it is a high-level treasure of the purple product. It changes with the wearer's cultivation level, and the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the ability of this thing. Of the thirteen beads, only three can be used now. One is used for storage, one for medicine fields, and the other for storing excess power.

Storing excess power means that when a person's absorption of power from the outside world is too strong to accept all of it, the unacceptable part will be transferred to the blood cultivation beads. This may seem of little practical significance to practitioners on the surface, but it really has a big effect.

For example, if An Zheng is injured, but there is only one pill with great potency by his side. If this pill is directly devoured by people who have cultivated in the realm of Sumeru, they will explode and die, but if they don't eat it, they will be seriously injured and die. Then in this case, the blood beads come into play. The excess effect of the medicine will be transferred to the blood beads, and the body will not be unable to withstand the power of the medicine and die.

In fact, this bead also has the effect of transferring a part of the enemy's power when the wearer takes too much damage. For example, there is a cultivator who is far stronger than An Zheng, and if he punches An Zheng, the blood peizhu can transfer some of the power, so that An Zheng will suffer less damage. An Zheng checked it and found that the effect of this damage transfer was now turned on by one percent.

That is to say, if someone else fights with the strength of ten catties, the blood peizhu can take away one catty

When I thought of this, An Zheng's footsteps stopped, and then I wanted to give myself a big-eared shaver mother, and I could make a mistake within a hundred, you still have to be shameless, shameless!

The effect of absorbing damage is not very great, but An Zheng knows that he can't be greedy. He walked back to the medicine field, and according to the information in his mind, he gently turned the bead with a half-moon-shaped blood spot and boom, and the sky and earth changed color!

The whole mountain shook uncontrollably, and the boulders on the surrounding mountains fell one by one. Huge cracks began to appear in the surrounding mountains, as if countless devils had opened their bloody mouths. Then the hundreds of acres of medicine fields in the canyon suddenly floated up and slowly rose into the sky. Such a large piece of land flew up, and the shock of the scene was even a little jaw-dropping.

An Zheng rubbed his eyes as he watched, because the flying medicine field fell to the ground

Immediately following a flash of golden light, the medicine field quickly shrank, and then turned into a streamer of light and flew into An Zheng's blood bead bracelet. The purple light on the bracelet flickered for a moment, and then the beads calmed down again. It doesn't look like a high-grade purple treasure at all, it's no different from an ordinary jewelry.

This dry corpse veteran made such a generous move, and he didn't know what kind of big man he used to be. There are not many people who give away two purple treasures casually, and there are not many people in the whole world. However, what made An Zheng happiest was the medicine field, with this hundred acres of medicine field, the people in the Heavenly Apocalypse Martial Arts Academy would not have to worry about any harm in the future and there would be no medicine to treat.

At this time, a huge pit appeared in front of An Zheng, and the traces left by the medicine field rising into the air, there were streams of water rising out of the pit, and the speed was very fast. An Zheng looked at it for a while, and was sure that if he didn't leave, he might be drowned. He chose the gap in the canyon on the other side to go out, and there was a winged eagle on the south side that had not left, and An Zheng did not dare to take the risk.

Now An Zheng is like a three-year-old child going out with a big gold chain around his neck and a big gold bracelet on his wrist. A half-grown child who has not yet reached the realm of ascension, carrying two pieces of purple equipment. One is the red luan hairpin given to him by Xu Meidai, and it can only be used as a dagger with Anzheng's current strength. The other is the blood bead bracelet, which can be used as a drawer to fight while walking, and it may describe itself.

An Zheng didn't know how far he would go out, but he could only go north.

Halfway through, he had been wondering what kind of story had happened in this place. Why did such a powerful old man die here, and he guarded this place for 500 years before his death, he should have been extremely bored to plant this medicine field. And who are the seven people guarding the crystal coffin, are they the old man's entourage? Who built the plank road on the stone wall? What kind of stories do those murals describe?

An Zheng can't find the answer to these.

He squeezed out along the cracks in the cliff to the north, and when he encountered a place that was too small to pass, he poked it with a red hairpin. I walked all the way and poked all the way, and when it was dark again, I finally squeezed out of the mountain. An Zhengxin said that his luck was really good, the mountain collapsed so badly, if the mountain where he drilled out was a little crooked, he would be caught in it and become a meat mud.

When I came out of the mountain on the north side, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the sky. An Zheng stood on a high place and looked around, and the jungle shrouded in the middle of the night seemed to be full of danger. What kind of place this is, An Zheng doesn't know at all. He could only follow his own judgment and begin to walk around the mountain in a southeasterly direction.

In the middle of the night, An Zheng felt that the aura of danger around him was getting stronger and stronger, so he took out the feces of the Linyi Eagle and smeared it on his body. When I painted it on the cat Shanye, I knew from the expression of the good master that it was refusal.

Fortunately, in this radius of thousands of miles, except for An Zheng, no one really dares to approach the dung of the Linyi Eagle.

An Zheng slept for a while to regain his strength and spirit, and more than an hour had passed. He sat cross-legged on a large tree, ready to practice for a while and wait until dawn before leaving. It was too dangerous around him, and he didn't dare to sleep soundly. He had just sat cross-legged when he heard a cry in the distance.

The winged eagle is here.