"You're talking lightly, why don't you blast this stone door open by yourself?"

Jiang Jingtao sneered, the four of them did have the ability to blast open the stone gate alone, but doing so would inevitably consume a lot of internal qi, which would be very detrimental to the treasure battle behind. There are no fools here, so naturally it won't take too much effort at this time.

"Since the master of Jiangmen thinks that he can't break the stone gate alone, then what if I do it for me."

Mo Wen smiled, and with a flick of his finger, a flame suddenly flew out of his sleeve, each flame was extremely gorgeous, emitting a golden light.

Yin Banshuang, who was standing not far away, stared slightly, she had seen Mo Wen use this mysterious long sword before, how terrifying the power was, she didn't know much, but it was this sword that pierced the armor of that terrifying spider puppet beast in one fell swoop.

At that time, she guessed that the power of that sword might be enough to kill a martial artist in the late stage of Jindan.

The seven flames fused into one, turning into a holy fire sword surrounded by golden flames, and as soon as the flames flashed, Mo Wen's figure appeared in front of the stone gate, holding the sword in one hand, and swung forward violently.

The Holy Fire Sword emitted a dazzling burst of fire, turned into five-zhang sword qi, and slashed at the stone gate.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the stone gate immediately split apart and collapsed with a bang, and the torn stones were covered with flames, burning fiercely, and waves of heat came to the face one after another.

Mo Wen stood on the ruins of flames, like a god of flames. He silently restored the Holy Fire Sword, and then took the lead, dodging and flying into the stone gate.

Behind him, a group of martial artists were dumbfounded, no one expected that Mo Wen would really break the stone gate with one person and one sword, and the power of that sword was probably enough to kill any martial artist in the middle of Jindan.

For a while, most of the martial artists felt a chill in their hearts. The people who can appear here are almost all the top powerhouses in the Qinggu Secret Realm, but at this time, they were all shocked by a teenager.

"What a little monster."

Bu Changkun laughed, followed closely behind Mo Wen, and dodged into the stone gate. There wasn't much surprise in his eyes, Mo Wen was right, a few martial artists in the late stage of Jindan here, if they went all out, they did have the power to break through the stone gate with one blow, but they all had the idea of hiding their secrets. Not as direct as this teenager.

However, he was very interested in the long sword in Mo Wen's hand, he couldn't feel any power from the long sword, it seemed to be no different from ordinary long swords, not even spiritual weapons.

But the first time he looked at the sword, he felt a pang of horror in his heart, as if there was some power that could threaten his life. Secretly lurking around him. He wasn't stupid, he knew that the long sword must be very unusual, but how unusual, he couldn't say.

"Wind. Now you know what genius is, and from now on, you have to work harder. ”

The Lord of the Night Rong Pavilion glanced at his apprentice, and then at Mo Wen's back. With a serious message, his figure flashed and flew into the stone door.

Jiang Jingtao and Jiang Pingzhou had gloomy faces. With a look of surprise in his eyes, he looked at Mo Wen's back, the light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the Yerong Pavilion Lord also flew into the stone gate, the two of them didn't dare to delay any longer, and flew into the stone gate with expressionless faces.

Those martial artists outside the stone gate, none of them wanted to be one step slower than others, and they rushed into the stone gate one after another.

"Let's go in and have a look, that Mo asked, it's really a pervert."

Chen Zikuang smiled bitterly, the power of the previous sword made him gasp. He could feel that if he faced that sword, there was a probability that more than eighty percent would die directly under that sword.

Not long ago, Mo Wen was still a little difficult to deal with a martial artist in the early stage of Jindan, and it was only a long time before he became so powerful.

"As the heir of that, the peerless sect that has been silent for hundreds of years is probably going to shine on the earth again."

There was a look of sigh in Chen Wuhui's eyes, he seemed to have seen that before long, there would be a huge shock in the entire ancient martial arts world in the world. From Mo Wen's use of the Holy Fire Sword in public, it can be seen that that day is probably not far away.

At that time, Mingjiao not only dominated the world in the main space, but also belonged to the top existence in the major inner worlds, a peerless religion that spanned a large number of inner worlds.

It's just that I don't know what happened back then, which could tear such a big sect apart.

Mo asked the first space that appeared behind the stone gate, and inside was a very spacious hall, the size of a football field, empty, and there was nothing.

Around the main hall, there are five side halls, distributed on the left and right, and at the end, there is a passage, I don't know where it leads.

Mo Wen dodged and flew into a side hall, his eyes were filled with a white light, and piles of spirit stones were piled up in the side hall, like hills.

Mo Wen gasped, it was the first time he had seen so many spirit stones, there were at least tens of thousands of them, piled up in the main hall, and they were scattered everywhere.

Mo Wen didn't think about it, a soul power drilled into the medicine spirit ring, and then the medicine spirit ring suddenly emitted a blue light, instantly enveloping the entire side hall. In a moment, all the spirit stones in the side hall were inhaled into the medicine spirit ring.

Although those spirit stones are all low-grade spirit stones, but there are so many, the value is also quite amazing, if it is placed in the immortal cultivation world, 10,000 spirit stones are enough to buy three high-grade spiritual weapons, and more than a dozen medium-grade spiritual weapons.

In the world of cultivating immortals, spirit stones are divided into four grades: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade. The higher the level, the purer and more content of the aura in the spirit stone.

A medium-grade spirit stone is enough to exchange for a hundred low-grade spirit stones; A piece of high-grade spirit stone is enough to exchange for 300 medium-grade spirit stones, and the higher the grade spirit stone, the greater the proportion of the spirit stone.

Legend has it that a piece of top-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for a thousand high-grade spirit stones.

However, the rarity of the best spirit stone is no less than those rare treasures of heaven and earth, and it is something that can be encountered.

As soon as Mo Wen took away all the spirit stones in the hall, a light and shadow flashed behind him, and there was one more person in the hall.

That person was none other than Jiang Pingzhou, the sect master of the Medical Sect, who entered the stone gate one step slower, but chose the same hall.

As for Bu Changkun and Ye Rong, who entered the stone gate earlier than Jiang Pingzhou, they chose other halls.

"Hey, why isn't there anything?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Pingzhou's eyes, and his eyes looked at Mo Wen fiercely, as if he wanted to see something from him.

According to past experience, this kind of partial hall should be a place where treasures are stored, and since the Luofeng Sect has established such a palace, it must have an intention.

"Don't look at me, that's it when I come in."

Mo Wen spread his hands and said with a very innocent look, that expression was vivid, as if he had run away in vain like Jiang Pingzhou.

Jiang Pingzhou stared at Mo Wen's eyes, couldn't see anything for a long time, and then glanced at Mo Wen's body a few times, and after making sure that he couldn't hide many treasures on his body, he snorted coldly, turned around and walked out of this main hall, and went to another side hall.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth hooked up a smile, clapped his hands, Shi Shiran walked out of the side hall, and flew towards another hall.

In the second side hall, there are also a large number of items, but they are not spirit stones, but some raw ores. Those raw ores were not ordinary ores, but ores that could be used in the refining tools of immortal cultivators.

Such ore is of little use to a warrior, but this does not affect the value of the raw ore in the slightest, as it can be used to trade with Tianhua Palace in exchange for a large amount of required materials.

At this time, there were seven or eight warriors standing in the side hall, but they all had sad faces, because such raw ore was not only heavy, but also could not carry too much at all, and if you carried a little bit on your body, it would be worthless.

Some warriors just came in and glanced at it, then stopped looking at those raw ores, and resolutely withdrew to other side halls.

Mo Wen was the same, after knowing what was inside, he immediately went out without looking back. Although he knew that the value of those raw ores was not below the spirit stones, they were even more precious than those spirit stones. But he didn't need such an ore, after all, he wasn't an immortal cultivator yet.

Moreover, there are many martial artists in the main hall, and it is definitely not cost-effective to expose the secret that they have storage rings for the sake of those raw ores.

Subsequently, Mo Wen went to another side hall, and the result was the same as before, empty-handed. Because in that side hall, all of them are weapons, and each weapon is not inferior to the divine weapons forged by the Casting Sect, but such weapons are of no use to Mo Wen.

However, if there is a sect that can obtain all the weapons there, the strength of that sect will definitely rise to a higher level.

In the fourth side hall, there are things that Mo Wen needs, and a side hall full of them, all of which are elixirs.

However, most of those elixirs had lost their effectiveness, and some of them even turned into dirt, which made Mo Wen sigh for a while. After all, the warrior will not preserve the elixir, otherwise he will not let the elixir die. If it is an immortal cultivator, let alone hundreds of years, even if it is thousands of years, the elixir can be preserved completely.

Of course, among those elixirs, there are also some elixirs with strong vitality and still maintain some medicinal effects, but Mo Wen has no interest. Since he plundered the elixir library of Wunianmen, there are more than a hundred low-grade elixirs in his hands, which are enough for his own use, and ordinary elixirs are no longer attractive to him, unless he encounters medium-grade and high-grade elixirs.

Mo Wen is not interested, but other martial artists are interested, for martial artists, the things inside are all treasures that are difficult to find.

"Why don't you have the most precious spirit stone vault?"

Jiang Jingtao wandered around the side halls for a long time, but he didn't find the spirit stone library, for a martial artist, the spirit stone undoubtedly belongs to the most precious thing.

The various sects sent the raw ore and elixir to Tianhua Palace, and most of them were in exchange for spirit stones. Therefore, the spirit stones are the most attractive to the major sects, because they can use them directly, and as for other things, they can only be exchanged with Tianhua Palace. (To be continued......)