Chapter 128: The Vault

When you sleep in the western sky, who knows that the dream is big, and you sleep alone in the pure land, only the sun and the moon are long!

Horizontal criticism: Don't bother me!

Zhou Hao looked up and saw the four big characters on the lintel, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"It seems that this senior is still a free and easy born person! It's just that this Blood Yin Mountain is not a good place, why did this senior choose to cultivate here?"

Zhou Hao grinned and walked into the cave.

When I looked up, this was a huge stone chamber dug out alive, with a height of more than ten zhang and a width of more than a hundred zhang.

And in the stone room, several small chambers were cut out. Zhou Hao's eyes swept slightly, and he walked towards the first room on his left hand.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, Zhou Hao walked sideways into the small stone room.

Looking left and right, this stone chamber is no more than two zhang high, four or five zhang wide, and a circle of tall stone shelves against the wall are full of bottles and cans of all colors.

Zhou Hao walked to the stone shelf, reached out and grabbed a dark green jade bottle, opened the jade bottle and saw that it was full of dozens of mellow pills.

Putting down this jade bottle, he grabbed a few more bottles, which were still full of all kinds of pills.

Looking at the hundreds of large and small jade bottles on a circle of stone shelves, Zhou Hao said dumbly: "Could it be that these hundreds of jade bottles are all pills?"

Zhou Hao couldn't hold back the joy on his face, and continued: "I don't know what these pills are used for, which ones are to help cultivation, and which ones are healing. Although it is not rare for the master to have so many pills, if he can take them out and exchange them for spirit stones, it will definitely be a lot of wealth!"

"It's a pity that I can't use the Qiankun bag now, and I can't put all the pills into my pocket. ”

Zhou Hao groaned slightly, hundreds of bottles of pills did not move at all, turned around and walked out, and went to the second room.

Pushing open the second stone door, a rotten breath rushed straight to the end of his nose, choking Zhou Hao and quickly retreated to the door.

A moment later. The rotten musty smell wafted away, and Zhou Hao walked in.

When I looked up, the rows of tall bookshelves were packed full of books!

"This senior is worthy of being a pedant, and he has actually collected so many books! There are at least tens of thousands of books here, right?"

Zhou Hao was slightly surprised, then walked to the bookshelf and reached out to take a copy.

As soon as my fingers touched the page, the whole book turned into a pile of fine powder!

"What's going on?"

Looking at the pile of powder under his hand, Zhou Hao couldn't help but be stunned.

What surprised Zhou Hao even more was still to come!

A breeze blew outside the stone gate. The room full of ancient books, even the wooden bookshelves, actually made a series of "boom" sounds, and the whole collapsed. All of them have been reduced to piles of dust.

"Ahem!" Zhou Hao's flying dust choked and coughed, and only after a while did he react: "How many years has this cave house gone through? All the books have decayed like this!"

"These are extremely rare ancient books, and there must be a lot of exercise cheats in them, alas, it's a pity!"

Zhou Hao sighed, and walked into the dust pile unwillingly, fiddling with his feet as he walked, even if he could find one or two remaining pages.

Pity. After many years of vicissitudes, these paper books have long been completely decayed, and not even half a piece of paper has been left for Zhou Hao.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Zhou Hao, who was so disappointed, turned around and was about to walk out.

At the moment when he raised his footsteps, Zhou Hao seemed to glance at the corner. Something shone in the dust pile.

"Hey, is there anything that hasn't rotten?" Zhou Hao suddenly stopped, turned around and walked to the corner.

When I looked closely, a small corner of a book was revealed under the heavy dust.

Brushing away the dust on it, Zhou Hao reached out and picked up a thin book.

This book is nothing more than a thumb thick. But the start is extremely heavy. Zhou Hao blew lightly, and the dust wrapped on the cover dissipated, revealing the true face of the book.

...,

Huang Cancan's cover. Huang Cancan's pages, the whole book is actually made of gold! No wonder all the other books are completely decayed, but this book has been preserved!

"It's actually a golden book! It seems that the predecessors who wrote this book must have something amazing to record and inherit!"

Zhou Hao took a closer look, the iron hook and silver scratch on the cover, and the momentum depicted three big characters: "Refining the gods"!

Looking at the title of this book, Zhou Hao couldn't help grinning and said: "What a big breath! Even gods dare to practice!"

Turning the pages of the book, Zhou Hao realized that he had thought about it!

What this book records is not to refine gods, but how to refine divine weapons.

The refining of the gods is only about twenty pages, and all the handwriting on the pages made of gold is profound. Zhou Hao quickly flipped through it.

Gently closing the page, Zhou Hao couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart!

"Hahaha, just to get this refining god urn, the master is worth the trip, cough cough!"

Zhou Hao raised his head and laughed loudly, affecting the injury in his chest and abdomen, and suddenly coughed violently.

But this did not affect Zhou Hao's mood at all.

"I see! I see! On top of the spiritual weapon, there are even more powerful divine weapons!"

For Lingwu Xiu, the spirit weapon is just an entry-level natal divine weapon. And on top of the spiritual weapon, it is still a spiritual treasure, a spiritual treasure, a spiritual treasure!

And this book is a secret book that records how to refine high-level natal divine weapons!

"Once you become a Lingwu cultivator, you can have your own natal divine weapon, which is usually recuperated in the dantian, and released to hurt the enemy in wartime! And in the Lingwu Seven Heavens, you can have three natal divine weapons. ”

"With this refining god urn in hand, I can refine my own natal divine weapon! Even if it is an original spiritual weapon, it can be continuously forged and upgraded. As long as there are enough materials, the low-grade spirit weapon Star Silver Bow can also be upgraded to the top-grade, or even the spirit treasure!"

"There are several refining methods for divine weapons listed in this Divine Refining Basket, among which this Wind Holy Spear and the Sunset Moon Bow are quite suitable for me!

Zhou Hao pondered for a while, put away the refining god urn closely, and walked out of this stone room.

Pushing open the door of the third stone room, Zhou Hao couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This stone room is only two zhang square, in the middle of the stone room, there is a colorful jade futon, a five-hearted jade-colored dry bone, sitting on the futon.

"It seems that this is the senior master who was born freely!"

I don't know how long this dry bone has existed, but there is still no trace of decay, and there is still a faint trace of the solemn streamer flashing!