"Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll".

Just 3,000 words, subtle and mysterious, every word is beautiful, and there is a true meaning flowing in the heart when you read it, as if it is a wise saying, so that Jiang Chuan's doubts are gone, and there is a sense of sudden enlightenment.

"It's a treasure book." Jiang Chuan admired from the bottom of his heart.

With this skill alone, he is already worth the trip.

Seeing that Jiang Li was still waiting aside, Jiang Chuan gave up the stone beam dragon head, sat quietly on the stone path outside, and silently studied this treasure book.

Because the "Yunshui Sutra" is the law of Bibo Mansion, and the "Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll" are passed down in one line, and the connection is not shallow, the river is only a preliminary operation, and there is a sense of water coming to fruition.

The true qi of the whole body traveled in the muscles and veins in a more complicated and cumbersome route, and after a few weeks, the true qi that had increased in quality after being refined by the Qingyu Shenhua was actually improved again.

The Yunshui True Qi, which had reached its limit, was continuously refined and compressed, and only less than one-third of the original amount remained.

What surprised Jiang Chuan even more was that the sea of dantian qi was unconsciously becoming more and more open, and it could hold more true qi than before.

Seeing that Jiang Li was still receiving the inheritance, and the middle-aged Confucian might still be outside the remnant array, Jiang Chuan decided to practice here temporarily.

Although his bag was empty, there were still dozens of spirit stones in the storage bag he picked up in front of the stone stele, which was enough for him to cultivate.

Close your eyes slightly and enter the state of cultivation.

Of course, he didn't forget to release his meager divine consciousness and cover himself.

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"Damn juniors......"

As Jiang Chuan expected, the middle-aged Confucian student had indeed been guarding outside the remnant formation.

Although he didn't know what method those two boys used to hide the formation probe on the stone path, there was only one way down the mountain.

The two of them wanted to leave, so they could only follow the stone path back to the Qi Washing Monument and try to break through the remnants of the formation.

And now, to add him, the foundation monk.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian looked ugly, and his appearance was even more miserable.

More than thirty Qi Cultivation Perfection monks in their heyday took action together when he was distracted, even as a monk with a third layer of foundation, it was by no means easy.

The originally upright face had a few more cuts, faintly blackened, as if it had been scratched by a sharp blade soaked in strange poison.

The waist and abdomen of the shirt were covered with blood, and there were several bloody handprints there.

The forearm of his left hand under his shoulder blade and the sleeve of his shirt were missing, and the scorch marks on the mutilation showed that he had been burned by the fire.

In other aspects, the scattered cultivation is indeed far inferior to the sect disciples, but when facing the enemy, the sect disciples are not as good as the scattered cultivators who lick the blood from the knife edge.

As soon as he made a move, it was a means of fighting for his life, and he was extremely ruthless.

Especially the black-clothed old man in the nine scattered people of Nanhe, it is even more difficult, and now that he thinks about it, it also makes the middle-aged Confucian feel palpitations.

Injury is a trivial matter, but the strange poison that temporarily deprives him of perception almost cost him his life.

Fortunately, the foundation building monk, his divine sense shrouded Fang Yuan, and he was seriously injured, and his divine sense imperial weapon slashed more than a dozen people in a row, sucking up the life element blood essence of these people, so that he could deter a group of juniors who were still going forward, and also took the opportunity to recover a little bit of vitality.

Looking at the dozen or so dry bones under his feet, the scars on the middle-aged Confucian Sheng's face were like centipedes swimming away, becoming more and more hideous.

"I don't believe it, you'll never come out in your life."

With a cold snort, the energy swept away, and all the dry bones were crushed into dust and blown away by the cold wind.

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"Here you go."

Jiang Li threw out a jade slip, which was taken by Jiang Chuan with a wisp of true qi, which recorded the inheritance that the former had just received.

But Jiang Chuan didn't rush to check, but looked at Jiang Li with interest, and asked with a smile:

"Should I call you Brother Jiang, or Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Li replied with white eyes and said viciously:

"If you don't want to go to Izuki Island, you can try."

The refreshing man's voice instantly became crisp and moving.

Egawa closed his mouth in recognition.

It still matters whether it is the heaven and earth spiritual objects on Jingyue Island.

The divine consciousness sank into the jade slip, and a treasure book technique that was not inferior to the "Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll" appeared in Jiang Chuan's heart.

"Five Clouds Treasure Basket".

Compared with the "Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll", this treasure book is more similar to the "Yunshui Sutra", as if it comes from the same source, and even a few mantras are basically the same.

"The Book of Clouds and Water" and "Five Cloud Treasures" were originally created by the patriarch of Bibo Mansion for his disciples after he became enlightened, from shallow to deep, from easy to difficult, which can be said to be passed down from generation to generation.

"For your Yunshui Sect disciple, the Five Cloud Treasure Urn is the most suitable."

Jiang Li said a few words, and Jiang Chuan's doubts were solved.

"Then should I ......," Jiang Chuan thought to himself.

Jiang Li shook his head and said, "It's not necessary, the Moon Reflecting Stone Wall can select the most suitable skill for different people according to their physique and root bones."

"If you don't get the 'Five Cloud Treasure Urn', it can only prove that the 'Cloud Water Sutra' is not suitable for cultivation in the first place. By the way, which tome did you get? ”

Then how did you get the "Five Clouds Treasure Basket", could it be that your cultivation skills are not suitable for you?

Jiang Chuan had doubts, but he still told the other party.

"It's actually this book." Jiang Li looked stunned.

"What's the problem?" Jiang Chuan was puzzled.

"It's nothing, this treasure book was cultivated by the Patriarch of Bibo Mansion before he became enlightened, and I don't know how it will be more suitable for you?" Jiang Li muttered to himself.

Since there was no problem, Jiang Chuan didn't think much about it and asked:

"Are you leaving?"

Jiang Li snorted coldly:

"I've spent a lot of energy trying to help you find the Five Cloud Treasure Basket, so can't you let me recover first?"

I see. Jiang Chuan suddenly.

I don't know what Jiang Li's relationship with Bibo Mansion is, but he can choose his own inheritance.

However, in this way, most of what this woman said about entering Jingyue Island is true.

"The girl can rest assured that she will recover, and Jiang will be by her side." Jiang Chuan said with a smile.

Jiang Li ignored him, took out the pill from the storage bag and took it by himself.

Before I knew it, the night passed, and the sun rose in the distant sky, dispelling all the haze and cold, and the noise of Qiandao Lake rose again and came back to life.

After consuming fifteen spirit stones, Jiang Chuan finally filled the sea of qi.

Looking at the dust in front of him, he couldn't help but smack his tongue.

According to this calculation, every time his true qi is exhausted, wouldn't it take him more than twenty spirit stones to be replenished?

It seems that it is still important to be able to make peace, and try to do as little as possible with people. Jiang Chuan said secretly in his heart.

The cost of doing so was too great for a poor man like him to bear.

But soon, the decision he had just made was denied by Jiang Li, who got up.

"Go back the way you came, ready to go down the mountain."

"Down the mountain?" Jiang Chuan's expression froze, he thought that the other party knew other ways to leave.

"Are you scared?" There was contempt in Jiang Li's tone.

"If the other party is just starting to build the foundation, it doesn't hurt to fight hard." Jiang Chuan said frankly:

"But this person has obviously stepped into the foundation building for a long time, and he is good at side door evil arts, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with."

He is indeed confident in his own strength, but this does not mean that he is so confident that he has become a fool.

"I'm scared, I'm afraid." Although Jiang Li said this, he still took out something similar to a spirit rune from his sleeve.

The color is pale gold, with intricate runes intertwined, and a small purple sword with a finger length outlined in the center.

Obviously it was just a pattern, but Jiang Chuan heard the thunder rumbling, and there was a sharp point, stinging his eyes.

"Rune Treasure?"

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