to provide you with a great novel. There is only half a square space of the Sumeru ring, but Xu Yi uses nearly half of the space to hold these rough kitchenware that will shock the jaws of others when they see it.

He prepared these for the purpose of tonifying Qiuwa.

To say that Xu Yi knows that using spiritual soil can better help Qiuwa recover, and fighting for spiritual soil is rare, for the time being, he can only use this stupid method to renew Qiuwa's life.

The pot water boiled, Xu Yi summoned two brocade boxes from the Sumeru ring, took out the hundred-year-old Xianzhi horse, formed the ancient shou wu, closed his palms, kneaded it into pieces, and poured boiling water, suddenly, the clear river water turned into blood red, and when the potion was slightly cool, he took out a wooden box from his arms, opened it carefully, and a thin wood carving was in the fine brocade quilt, dark and dull.

Xu Yi saw that his heart was miserable, and he hurriedly put the wood carving into the basin, and made up his mind in his heart, waiting to find the Ding furnace, and no matter anything else, he went to find the spiritual soil first.

Half an hour later, the red water in the basin gradually clarified, Xu Yi picked up Qiuwa, wiped it carefully, and muttered, "Qiuwa, Qiuwa, you must hold on, Uncle Hu must save you." ”

Carefully put Qiuwa into the wooden box, wiped his face with the clear river water, and Xu Yi went up along the river.

After walking for more than ten miles, a valley appears in front of you, visible from afar, the peach forest is luxuriant, the white birds are flying, the murmuring water is flowing water, knocking on the convex stone of the river, playing a joyful movement.

When he arrived at the mouth of the valley, Xu Yi suddenly stopped, looked at the sun on the horizon, and fell into deep thought.

After walking all the way, he gradually realized that something was wrong, the sun above his head was walking and appearing behind him, isn't it strange.

Staring for a moment, fully letting go of his perception, Xu Yi gradually realized that something was wrong.

The sun overhead, regardless of its heat and penetrating power, is not like the usual sun, and the perception is released, not only the senses are extremely sharp, but the skin is also much more sensitive than usual.

"The only explanation is that it is an artificial sun, using an unknown formation. Gather the light and bet in. ”

At this thought, Xu Yi secretly exclaimed, "Could it be that he is still in the tomb." In other words, this cave also exists in the ancient tomb?"

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it was possible, he had heard Xiong Kuiyan say that he had visited this tomb. It occupies most of the mountain range.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but have a deep admiration for the builder of this tomb.

Nothing more than this!

If he comes, he will be safe, his situation is extraordinary, Dantian Huahai, the required Shenyuan Dan is probably a terrifying quantity.

If you can't find the Ding Furnace to help you refine the Shenyuan Pill, with the cultivation world's high monopoly on the Shenyuan Pill, I'm afraid this biochemical sea is hopeless.

By yes. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, he can only break through.

Fortunately, the powerful soul of God has given him a strong sense of perception and can predict danger in advance.

Stopping at the mouth of the valley for a while, the perception was fully released, and after a leisurely moment, Xu Yi's eyes lit up, and he walked towards the valley quickly.

After walking dozens of steps, a wooden house appeared in front of him.

The wooden house is not big. There is also a chimney on the top, and it is obvious that someone has lived here.

The wooden house is extremely dilapidated, with a body and roof. A lot of wood has rotted, and large brown faults have appeared.

Breaking through the mottled web, he carefully stepped on the stairs made of hard nan in front of the door, and let out a heavy "squeak", but fortunately, it was not broken.

Lean sideways. Slipping through the half-hidden door, the view of the wooden house is unobstructed.

The west head is by the window, and a narrow bed, almost buried by thick dust, has collapsed.

A simplest four-legged table, horizontal near the narrow bed, the first to attract Xu Yi's attention was a skeleton that had long been dried in front of the four-legged table.

Walking to the table, Xu Yi's eyes settled on an open page on the table, because the page had fallen a lot of dust, faintly, intermittently, and some words could be seen.

According to these words, Xu Yi determined Xiong Kui's speculation that the director of this tomb was indeed the murderous king Jiang Hantian.

The text on the page, to be precise, should be a note, combined with the text on the note, Xu Yi speculated that the owner of the skeleton was about the family of Jiang Hetian who followed in the past, after Jiang Hatian was gone, the Jiang family built this tomb for Jiang Hetian, and the family remembered the old master, so they built a wooden house in the tomb to accompany the old master, and finally died here.

In order to verify his guess, Xu Yi reached out to grab the page, but when he touched the page, the page was shattered and turned into powder.

With a sigh, Xu Yi focused his attention on the wooden box in the corner, and carefully opened the wooden box, there was a Taoist robe lying inside, a whisk of dust, the strange thing is that the wooden box is surrounded by dust, and the only Taoist robe and whisk are as clean as new.

The cloth is unfurled, the robe is well-made, extremely elegant, and a delicate lotus flower is embroidered on the chest;

The dust silver wire can not see the material, Xu Yi rose up with divine power, and also pulled it constantly, the most unusual thing is the handle of the dust, which is actually forged in red gold.

The material is excellent, it can automatically avoid dust, it is extraordinary, it is easy to fold well, and the thought is moved and put into the Sumeru ring.

After carefully examining the wooden house, he saw nothing left, so he raised his feet and went out through the other side door and walked across the wooden house.

As soon as Fang went out, Xu Yi said "ah", fell to the ground, got up, and turned around a nursery violently, his eyes were like copper bells, and he was about to fall out of his sockets.

The nursery in front of you, to be precise, is more like a vegetable bed, vertical and horizontal, but the scenery inside is so thrilling.

Ginseng dolls with long hands and feet, half-human-tall sesame seeds, nine-petal snow lotus......

It is full of treasure medicines in Guang'an City, which are hard to find, and there are nearly 20 in this "vegetable bed".

What made Xu Yi most excited was not the treasure medicine in the "vegetable furrow", but the soil in the "vegetable furrow".

That grain of pure black as ink, shaped like a pearl, is the spiritual soil that Xu Yi longed for in many ways.

A handful of spiritual soil is worth 10,000 gold, and there are more than a thousand handfuls gathered here.

"Haha......"

Xu Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, tears welling up in his eyes.

Not for tens of millions of money, just for Qiuwa to be saved.

Laughing for a while, Xu Yi calmed his emotions, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and rushed towards the "vegetable furrow".

Unexpectedly, when the other side approached the "vegetable furrow", before the big foot fell, the "vegetable furrow" suddenly burst out of a dark blue light net, bounced on him, and with a muffled bang, it actually knocked him out of the distance three feet away, and was smashing on the rotten wooden house, collapsing a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Grass, I know it's not that easy!"

Xu Yi scolded, shook his clothes, shook off the dust, and walked to the side of the "vegetable furrow", staring at the treasures full of "vegetable furrows", secretly scolding himself for being confused, there are so many treasures, how can there be no ban, if there is no ban, just a few little beasts, you can step on this place. (To be continued.) ), a better experience.

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