Chapter 3 What a big python skin!

At this time, the sun has gradually set westward, and it is about three o'clock on the earth, Zeng Yihao smiled heartily, got up, and prepared to dig up the herbs that I don't know if they are Panax notoginseng or ginseng.

Looking up at the trunk of the giant tree above his head, there was a fine iron medicine hoe that was carried by the predecessor, and it seemed that it might fall down every minute, Zeng Yihao hurriedly picked up a fist-sized stone from the grass beside him.

As soon as the stone came into his hand, a familiar feeling suddenly came to his heart, and he shook his hand without thinking, and threw it vigorously at the handle of the hoe, but when he saw the light and shadow, the stone had struck accurately in the middle of the handle, and the fine iron medicine hoe was crooked in the direction he expected, and then the whole hoe lost the obstruction of the trunk, fell down, and fell heavily on the grass.

This is very good, and the strength is just right, Zeng Yihao can't help but feel a little excited, a little complacent, and a little admiration in his heart: "I am also a martial arts master now!"

In his previous life, he had an empty body of internal qi, and his control over the muscles and eyes of his whole body was not so powerful.

It was not enough to have a hoe, Zeng Yihao walked a few more steps, picked up a dead branch nearly three meters long from the grass, walked to the ancient tree, looked at the old snakeskin package that was also hanging on the ancient treetops, nearly one meter higher than the refined iron medicine hoe, gestured at the position, suddenly jumped up, rubbed his feet on the thick tree twice, and jumped three meters high without hindrance with the help of the anti-shock force, and then threw the dead branch in his hand towards the snakeskin package.

The slightly curved long dead branches suddenly shot upwards like sharp arrows, completely propping up the snakeskin wrap that was held between the leaves of the treetops into the air, and then fell down leisurely, "thud", and smashed into the grass.

"The coordination of body and hand is quite good, in the previous life, how to say that he was also an athlete, a master of filling blue!" Zeng Yihao was quite satisfied with the reaction of this body, and secretly commented.

It's a pity that in this martial world, such a skill is at most to take advantage of ordinary civilians, but he can't get ahead, in my impression, all martial artists who have cultivated above the fourth-order Xuantu will have a little light skill, and it is not difficult to jump a few meters high.

Picking up the iron medicine hoe and the snakeskin package, Zeng Yihao took out a flat and long jade box from the package.

The purple pole back is more expensive, so the previous "Zeng Yihao" specially prepared this spirit protection jade box worth two thousand taels of silver. There is a simple spatial pattern inside it, which can better store the precious spiritual grass with a large volume, stretch the branches and leaves, and not break it, and also have a certain isolation and preservation effect to prevent excessive loss of spiritual energy in the herb. Although the Zeng family is now in decline, Zeng's father used to be a high-value Xuanshi after all, and he still persistently kept two of these valuable mid-range jade boxes.

With this spirit protection jade box and refined iron medicine hoe, Zeng Yihao returned to the bushes of medicinal herbs, picked one with the most branches and leaves, and dug it carefully, when a few minutes later, he successfully dug out the roots buried in the ground, and there was a slight disappointment in his expectant eyes.

It's notoginseng, not ginseng!

But Zeng Yihao quickly laughed again. The heads of the three seven gingers were crowded together, and if it weren't for the grass stalks on the ground in his hands, he wouldn't even be able to tell where the head was. It has been like this for at least a few hundred years, and according to the memory of the previous owner of the body, it can be sold for seven or eight thousand taels of silver, which can be regarded as a huge amount of money.

Immediately afterwards, Zeng Yihao dug out the two Panax notoginseng plants next to him carefully, although it was not as long as the previous year, but there were also decades and hundreds of years, and at the moment he tore a few thick leaves, barely wiped the soil on his hands, wrapped the three Panax notoginseng plants of different years respectively, put them into the spirit protection jade box together, and then tied the snakeskin rope around his waist, and slowly walked forward along the shade of this cliff.

A few minutes later, Zeng Yihao's eyes lit up, and from the fifty steps at the base of the cliff that was consistent with the stone ditch where Sanqi was dug, he saw a more than 100-year-old purple pole dorsal tree, and his face suddenly showed joy.

The overall color of this purple pole is pinkish-purple, which is particularly obvious in a piece of turquoise weeds, three tender dark purple stems are separated from each other one inch above the root, and there is a dark purple and red line in the middle that spirals along the stem, and nine light purple chrysanthemum-like florets are secondary to the stem, which looks very good-looking.

The purple pole is shade-loving, and only one kind of ordinary hook snake vine is allowed to grow in a three-meter radius around it, and no other plants can survive. Every fifty years of growth, it grows an additional stem, and each stem produces nine small light purple flowers, so this one is exactly one hundred and fifty years old.

"I hope this purple pole dorsal can really alleviate the poison of the cheap father. Without the containment of poisonous wounds, you can save more money for cultivation. "The qualifications of this body are already very poor, if you don't have enough money for cultivation, and your strength is low, you will only be stepped on in the future!

The one hundred and fifty-year-old purple pole back woad on the market is worth at least 20,000 taels of silver, and it is priceless, much more expensive than the three notoginseng dug before, so Zeng Yihao immediately took out the three notoginseng from the spirit protection jade box, put it back in the back basket, and then carefully dug out this purple pole back shear, put it back in the spirit protection jade box, and then put the jade box in a separate leather bag, tied it with a snakeskin rope, and carried it tightly on his side, watching the sun above his head gradually slanting, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was ready to go home.

"Caves are generally divided into three categories, one is a volcanic cave formed after lava flows out of a crater, one is a karst cave, and the other is an earth cave. Zeng Yihao remembered the characteristics of the soil that Fang had touched when he was searching for white bones: "There is no volcano here, it is not particularly hot and dry here, and there is no underground fire, so it is naturally not a volcanic cave; the main body of the cave is limestone, after the crustal movement forms faults or fissures, the groundwater flows in the limestone for a long time, and the limestone that flows through it is hollowed out to form a karst cave, and the soil characteristics here are also more limestone, so there will be more caves in this vicinity." ”

There are many returns, but there is not necessarily an exit to the outside of the mountain.

"Soil caves generally exist under steep soil cliffs, and when there is good permeable sand in the lower part, under the action of groundwater or atmospheric precipitation, the sand will be continuously dissolved, scoured, and eroded by groundwater to form cavities. ”

And the sand with a better permeable surname - Thinking of a previous discovery, Zeng Yihao looked in one direction, smiled slightly, and confidently walked with a basket on his back.

It's just that he walked in the direction of the cave from this purple pole back, and before he took a hundred steps, Zeng Yihao suddenly stopped, staring at the front with round eyes.

"Nima, what a big python skin!"

Fortunately, it was just a python skin, not a live python, otherwise he would have turned around and fled immediately.

This is a giant python corpse that should have a diameter of more than two meters, and if it was placed in a previous life, it would definitely be the first in the world. It was only because of the sun and rain that the color that should have been bright red and dark red stripes had become dark red and maroon, and it was dull. The flesh and blood under the python's skin should have been melted away, so it was deflated, and only the middle was supported by the knobt python bone, but it was more than thirty meters long.

It's just a dead python, so Zeng Yihao was bold and strong, and immediately walked forward in its direction curiously, but he only walked a few dozen steps, and when he came to the position of the python's head, he was stunned.

There's still a human skeleton here!

The white bones were all jade, glowing slightly in the sunlight, more moist than the white bones he had found before, and his cultivation was obviously the highest. It seems that this man and the python met and fought each other to death, because the giant python was being nailed to death by a narrow short sword three feet long at the seven inches below its neck.

Zeng Yihao's mind suddenly sprung up with a situation where the sword master and the giant python fought viciously, and in the end both sides were defeated, and both sides did not die, and he sincerely admired this corpse. This giant python has been exposed to wind and rain, and can still leave such a long and thick python skin, you can imagine how many years it has lived, how powerful it is, but it was killed by this unknown master, which is worthy of admiration.

Pulling out the short sword as soon as possible, Zeng Yihao tried to pull a head and send it up, but when he saw a flash of light, the cold air was pressing, and the black hair on the blade of the sword had automatically split into two pieces and slowly fell.

"Nima, it's a good sword!" Zeng Yihao immediately liked it. Needless to say, take away!

"It's a pity, such a big python skin can be made into a few pieces of high-grade armor, but I can't take it with me!" Zeng Yihao felt deep pity for this, but his eyes fell on the huge and complete python again, and he lifted the short sword and stabbed it in the middle of the python's head.

This python skin is really tough, although it has lost the support of its essence, Zeng Yihao still stabbed it several times before it was cut, and then turned over in the dry skull inside, and soon, the corners of his mouth were happy, and his eyes were bright - he really found a round and dark red, hard bead.

"This should be the legendary python bead. I don't know if it's really invulnerable to poison and can avoid water?" Zeng Yihao said secretly with great satisfaction, put it away, let go of the giant python, and his eyes fell on the corpse a few meters away.

The first thing he saw was a silver-blue bag with dark lines in the sunlight, and it seemed to contain something.

Zeng Yihao immediately rushed over, picked up the bag with a soft texture like skin, his eyes fell on the complex knot at the mouth of the bag, and after looking for nearly a minute, he didn't find the knot, he immediately frowned, muttered for a moment, tried to input his own Xuan Qi into it, and suddenly felt that the fine knot suddenly opened, revealing a mouth.

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