Coming out of the whirlpool, Huang Chenglin glanced at the gray sky, and the whole world seemed to fall into a dead silence, except for some plants growing on the side of the road.

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that this is a small world.

"It seems to be the site of a sect, we are lucky, last time Senior Brother Wang they encountered a secret realm of the demon race, except for some spirit trees, there are very few resources for the human race to cultivate."

Huang Chenglin's divine sense found a house not far away, and said to Chen Yueru and the others.

Because his divine sense had cultivated secret arts, it was several times stronger than that of ordinary Yuan Infant in the late stage, and he could cover a radius of thousands of miles.

"This world has been going through hundreds of thousands of years, and it seems that some prohibitions have failed, no wonder they didn't dare to stay and ambush us."

Chen Yueru looked at the desolation around her and said, if it is forbidden to exist, it is impossible for a small world not to even supply spiritual energy to the periphery.

Generally, the periphery of the sect is a third-order spiritual vein, and at most the main peak is a fourth-order spiritual vein.

It is only supplied to some outer disciples for daily cultivation and cultivation of spiritual rice, and low-level spiritual medicine.

Although the third-order spiritual vein cannot exist forever, the spiritual energy can still be recycled for at least tens of thousands of years, and if there is a formation, it is not impossible to exist in hundreds of thousands.

It seems that in this sect, the formation is flawed, and most of the spiritual veins have dried up and dissipated.

"Let's go, go directly to the inner layer, and give the outer layer to these two foundation building monks, it will be a reward for them, if you don't hurry, Yan Tianhu and the others will take away all the good things."

Huang Chenglin greeted and flew to the inner layer first, and the rest of the people hurriedly followed.

Only the two people who were silently stunned in place were left.

In the end, it was Lin Hangyong who spoke.

"Thirty-sixth brother, just now those seniors said that this is a sect ruins?"

Lin Hangjin had already reacted at this time, and saw that his face was flushed, and he said excitedly.

"Yes, starling, and the seniors also said that the periphery let us explore."

Although for Huang Chenglin and others, there is no aura on the periphery, some special elixirs may not exist, and naturally there is no chance at all.

But for the two little foundation building monks, even some fragments of the magic weapon of the Yuan Infant Stage and the Dan Stage can make them a lot of money!

Lin Hangyong hurriedly released his spirit beast, there was no aura in this place, naturally there would be no demon beasts.

So as long as you look for a place with aura, there will naturally be treasures! There is no need to worry about danger yet.

Soon, Lin Hangyong's spirit beast ran towards a place with them, and in the blink of an eye, they dissipated into the distance.

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A deserted valley.

Lin Hangyong and Lin Hangjin were teaming up to attack a light curtain, and there were several Lin Hangyong spirit beasts next to them.

I saw that the light curtain itself was already crumbling, and after being attacked by Lin Hangyong and the others for less than half an hour, it would be fragments and disappear.

The light curtain dissipated, revealing a courtyard with a wasteland and several rotting spirit trees next to it.

Lin Hangjin put away the spirit beast and walked into the courtyard quickly.

The courtyard is very large, and many rooms are separated, and Lin Hangyong and Lin Hangjin are looking for them separately.

Lin Hangjin pushed open a door, because there were some formations, there was no major corruption in this courtyard.

This room seems to be a study, with three bookshelves, and the bookshelves are full of jade slips and books, Lin Hangjin casually walked to a bookshelf and picked up a piece of jade slips.

The jade slip is made of third-level materials, and it is still a little cool to the touch, and has not been turned into ashes by the years.

Sticking the jade slip on the center of his eyebrows, a large piece of information suddenly entered Zhihai.

While the high-ranking monks enjoy the long years, they naturally have a long period of loneliness.

So many monks have left biographies, or self-narratives and the like, in the hope that future generations will be able to see them.

"My name is Li Chenyang, I have been cultivating for more than 470 years, my ambition is high, but my talent is low, and my years are just wandering in the middle of Yudan."

"I wanted to get married and have children, but before I could do it, the sect was attacked, and the small world was also broken by others, and the sect master had to forcibly transfer the world, I went to the war, unfortunately I was seriously injured, and I returned to my residence, knowing that time was short, I wrote this article......"

Lin Hangjin put the jade slip back on the bookshelf, his face full of emotion.

This senior Li, the spiritual root is the same as himself, because he is in a large sect, he has a father in the Dan period, and he successfully became a Dan, but unfortunately after the Dan, he has been cultivating for more than 200 years, and he has only increased a few layers of cultivation before he was beaten into the sect by the enemy.

And his talent is not enough, and his resources are not as good as this Li senior, if there is no opportunity, I am afraid that I can only stop at building a foundation.

After sighing, Lin Tianheng waved his hand and put the books in the entire room into the storage bag, which can also increase the knowledge of some family children.

And the biography records the last place where this senior sits, Lin Hangjin put away the storage bag and walked towards the room.

In the end, the senior was seated in his father's room.

Before he died, he faced south, looking at the tablet.

After hundreds of thousands of years, Li Chenyang's body has long since become a corpse, and the tablet has also developed some decay.

can only vaguely see a few words, biological father Li Xinyang.

Before Li Chenyang died, he put the storage bag beside him.

Lin Hangjin hurriedly walked over, picked up the storage bag, and probed his divine sense.

It is written in the biography that because of that battle, his magic weapon was damaged in three pieces, leaving only one auxiliary magic weapon.

In the storage bag, there are thousands of medium-grade spirit stones, as well as some magic weapons, pill bottles, jade slips, books, and daily necessities.

There was a jade bottle inside that contained a pill of the elixir, because the inside of the storage bag was closed, and there was no time.

Therefore, the contents inside are all sealed completely, and generally large sects have such a treasure house, and low-level monks can only use storage bags.

It's just that with these resources, after building a foundation by himself, he can speed up his speed, Daoist couples can also build a foundation, and his son can also speed up his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Lin Hangjin had a happy smile on his face, and the chance was really wonderful.

Putting away his things, Lin Hangjin walked out of the room, and happened to meet Lin Hangyong with a smile on his face, which showed that he also had a lot of receipts.

"Thirty-sixth brother? You're done, let's go, take advantage of the moment, seize the opportunity. ”

The two left the compound.

Lin Hangjin told Lin Hangyong what was recorded in his biography.

There are more than 200 deacon halls in the outer gate of the Thousand Hands Gate, all of which are the kind of monks who have no chance to marry babies and are older, and Li Chenyang is one of them.

Naturally, more than 200 courtyards could not all be spared, and on the way to search, Lin Hangjin and the two saw large areas of ruins and broken walls, broken mountains and torn soil.

During the heyday of the Thousand Hands Gate, there were nearly 100,000 monks, 200 deacons, and three elders.

Today, there are probably less than a hundred surviving houses.

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