The light emitted by the bronze tree makes me feel relieved and comfortable, and the whole person's mental state is full of vitality.

After a stick of incense, I let out a long breath of turbidity in my chest, stood up and stretched my muscles.

During the time I was resting, there were no ghosts to disturb me, and it was clear that the bronze tree was the source of energy at the bottom of the entire canyon, as I expected.

In the formation chapter of the Baopu Sutra, there was an introduction to the Jedi.

Everything in the world is divided into yin and yang, the yin is yang, and the anode is yin.

Therefore, there is no so-called Jedi in the formation, it just does not find life in it.

At the bottom of the canyon, there must be enough vitality to suppress the breeding of so many evil spirits.

Otherwise, the first thing the evil spirit will do when it grows up and will definitely tear down the tomb.

Underneath the bronze tree, there is a source of power for the entire tomb, so that it can flourish forever.

I crouched on the ground, looking at the bronze tree, wondering if I could take it with me.

Since the bronze tree can avoid the ghosts under the cliff, wouldn't it be invulnerable for all evils if I held it?

I tied the roots of the bronze tree with a coiling dragon lock and tried to pull hard.

Quack Quack Quack –

The coiled dragon silk made an overwhelmed sound, and it was estimated that it would break if it was pulled again.

This thing doesn't work, get another one.

After that, I tried to use a dagger to pry, a thousand cold iron slashes, and even a divine light spear, but to no avail.

On the bronze tree, nothing has changed except for a few pieces of patina.

Damn, what material is hard like this!

It would be nice if Sun Weiwei was here, under the axe of opening the sky, there would be nothing that could not be split.

I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead and stepped forward to hold the root of the bronze tree, carefully sensing the energy inside.

Strangely, the bronze tree was not a metallic element, but two elements, wood and water.

Wood and water are combined, endless, and the most restrained is metallic.

No wonder I tried to use a sharp weapon before, but I couldn't shake it.

Now that you know its properties, it's much easier.

I rummaged through the storage bag and finally found a fist-sized piece of jade in a box containing antiques.

The jade is bluish-white with a faint golden glow.

This jade is called golden silk jade, which contains the purest power between heaven and earth, and is made into a jade pendant for ordinary people to wear, which can prolong life.

However, this thing, to a cultivator, seems a bit chicken.

I squatted down and carefully carved with a dagger, and in a short time I carved a fist-sized jade into a small jade sword.

The jade sword was inserted into the root of the bronze tree, and with a slight prie, the entire bronze tree was suddenly dragged out of the soil.

Whew, that's it!

Between the bronze tree and the ground, there is a communication with the power of runes, which is tightly bonded together like a strong magnet.

The jade sword itself is very fragile, but it is just enough to isolate the power of the runes, allowing me to pry the bronze tree down.

All things are mutually reinforcing, and the truth is all-encompassing.

At first, I wondered why my grandfather didn't train me to practice the lethal Tao when I was a child, but instead read some extremely boring books all day long.

Looking back now, I can survive today because of my grandfather's teachings.

Otherwise, even if my strength is ten times stronger, I will definitely die today.

I held the bronze tree in my hand and felt the flow of energy in it.

The moment it detached from the ground, the energy in the bronze tree began to decay, and it was roughly estimated that it could support it for about an hour.

One hour is enough time for me to climb ten times from the cliff.

With the bronze tree in my hand, I walked at the bottom of the desolate valley by the glow of the green light.

But wherever I come near, the ghosts retreat.

When I first came down, this group of ghost sons chased after me, and now it's easy to attack and defend!

I swaggered

walked at the bottom of the overhang, looking east and west, not deliberately venting anger, but looking for the treasure hidden at the bottom of the cliff.

The owner of the tomb has survived for hundreds of thousands of years.

The grave robbers who came here are not only a wave of us, but most of them will die at the bottom.

After taking two steps forward, I saw something wrapped in a ball shape by Gu worms.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi. Cultivate the catastrophe and prove my supernatural powers."

A thunderbolt rang out, and the Gu worms fled in all directions, leaving behind a shriveled corpse in the central hollow.

The corpse has been wrapped in Gu worms for thousands of years, and because it is impermeable, the body has not oxidized and decayed, but the water has evaporated into a dry corpse.

Judging from the clothes, it should belong to the Ming and Qing dynasties, and there is no treasure on his body, except for a yellow cloth pocket tied around his waist.

It's strange, don't you come to rob the tomb without anything on you?

I tore through the yellow cloth bag and was surprised to find that it could be powered by spiritual power.

Spiritual power was infused into it, and a space of about five square meters immediately appeared.

This thing, which has the same effect as the storage ring, is also a storage treasure.

In the five-square-meter space, there are gold, antiques, and some talismans.

The spells written on the talisman are all unheard of by me, but they are quite valuable for research.

I put the bag in my ring and kept walking.

Halfway through, I found a total of five corpses wrapped in Gu worms, and four of them had storage bags on their bodies.

After inspecting their storage bags, I found that the practitioners of hundreds of years ago were very different from today.

Nowadays, people are more inclined to practice on their own.

In the past, cultivators mostly relied on magic weapons and talismans, and the talismans and magic weapons hidden in their storage bags were all things that were induced at one time after being infused with power.

To trigger a magic weapon and talisman, a huge amount of spiritual power is required, and its destructive power can be imagined.

On the way, I also saw several identical bronze lamps.

The power of the bronze lamp is only useful to the ghosts under the cliff, and it doesn't make much sense to be greedy, so I didn't take more.

The tomb was full of dangers, and after collecting some treasures along the way, I didn't dare to look around, but chose to collect it when I saw it.

I had reached the end of the cliff at the other end of the cliff and looked up at the thousand-meter-high cliff.

With the protection of a bronze lamp, it shouldn't be difficult to climb up.

Killed many people before, and they all had spirit weapons daggers that they wore with them.

I took two of the daggers, tied them to my toes with ropes, and the other two daggers in both hands, with bronze trees in my mouth, and climbed up the wall like a gecko.

With the blessing of the bronze tree, the ghosts around me will not hurt me in the slightest.

The dagger belonging to the spirit weapon is as sharp as clay, and it can easily be inserted into the cliff and fixed my body.

I used my hands and feet together, and my body quickly scurried forward.

About half an hour later, I climbed to the top out of breath.