A lonely grave, a fire.

The lonely grave buried Ying Jiuchuan, and the fire burned Xu Fu's bones.

Ling Xiao stood in front of the grave for a long time.

Let Yingjiuchuan have a grave, it is for the sake of the face of the river fish.

Let Ying Jiuchuan die in a foreign land, and the corpse cannot return to his homeland, it is for the revenge of the master.

"Anyway, I've done my best."

He whispered to himself.

The melodious wind blew through the dense forest, the insects, birds and beasts started a new day, and no one knew that in this lonely tomb, there was a strong man of Jindan who had been smiling and proud all his life.

Ling Xiao raised his hand to summon a small sampan, stepped on the sampan with the fox and fled to the sky.

The sampan was a magic weapon that Ling Xiao found from Xu Fu's storage bag, and it was specially used for the imperial weapon to hurry.

Ling Xiao came at this moment, and his speed was no less than that of a strong man in the late stage of foundation building!

Sitting on the boat, Ling Xiao re-took out the storage bags of the two Jindan powerhouses.

Although he had already checked it several times, the items in the storage bag still made Ling Xiao feel an irrepressible ecstasy!

Let's talk about Eagle Jiuchuan's storage bag first.

8 third-order spirit stones, more than 100 second-order talismans, and 3 top-level magic weapons!

But there are no things like demon beast materials, pills, and jade slips.

It was expected that Ying Jiuchuan knew that he would die on this trip, so he traveled lightly, and the reason why there were not many spirit stones was estimated to be consumed.

But it doesn't matter!

Importantly, the Amethyst Ring!

Ling Xiao was holding a ring full of purple light, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Magic weapon, amethyst ring!

He really saw it, this treasure had been worn in Ying Jiuchuan's hand before, and in the battle with Xu Fu, the purple light released by the amethyst ring was almost as magnificent and grand as the colorful glow on the horizon.

"Rich! How much is this thing worth? ”

Ling Xiao was so happy that he paced back and forth on the sampan, refusing to sit down.

The value of the magic weapon cannot be measured by spirit stones at this stage!

In the history of the Northern Liang Kingdom, it is estimated that there are only a few!

After a long time, Ling Xiao sat down again, took a deep breath to calm down, and picked up Xu Fu's storage bag.

Compared with Ying Jiuchuan, who traveled lightly, the things in Xu Fu's storage bag truly reflect the family collection of a Jindan powerhouse!

50 third-order spirit stones;

There are also more than 100 second-order talismans;

3 sets of array flags;

5 top-level magic weapons, including this small sampan under the buttocks;

In addition, there are all kinds of jade slips, pills, materials, etc., and there are 23 third-order spirit grasses alone!

What's more, Xu Fu also left a magic weapon.

Shenmu Shield!

Ling Xiao played with this small shield, only to feel an indescribable feeling of anger in his chest.

Hate!

Hate yourself for not having a golden pill to cultivate, and you can't drive it!

He really wanted to try the power of the Amethyst Ring and the Shenmu Shield!

Putting away the Shenmu Shield with great regret, Ling Xiao picked and sorted all kinds of things, categorized and put them away.

[Why don't you throw away the storage bag in a hurry, it's stupid!] 】

[If there is a special mark on the storage bag, someone will find the door!] 】

The spirit grasses suddenly spoke.

Ling Xiao's eyes widened, and he quickly shook off the two storage bags casually, and secretly said that it was a pity.

These two storage bags have more space than he uses now, and he originally planned to keep them.

He picked up Xu Fu's jade slips again, wanting to check the contents.

Who knew that with a "pop", as soon as the mana was injected into it, the jade slip was directly shattered!

[Don't be stupid! Without the inheritance mana of Fulu Sect, do you still want to see other people's inheritance jade slips? 】

Ling Xiao was stunned.

These jade slips actually have special mechanisms, and once the mismatched mana is injected, it will self-destruct.

Isn't that a pile of rubbish?

Even if Ling Xiao wanted to cultivate the mana of the Fulu Sect, he didn't have this way!

I also plan to find a practice for the Dark Fox!

"I don't believe it, it's all inherited jade slips!"

Ling Xiao tried them one by one.

The crackling sound sounded, and in the end, there were only 5 jade slips left in Ling Xiao's hand!

One with a map of the island of North Hades.

The North Stygian Island, the land under your feet, spans thousands of miles and has hundreds of countries, large and small.

The Lombard Alliance is just a small corner of the North Styx Island.

After Ling Xiao sighed at the enormity of the North Stygian Island, he put away the jade slip.

The world was so big, he didn't want to see it.

It's more interesting to go home and farm.

The other 4 jade slips, 3 of which recorded the 3rd order Danfang, Ling Xiao did not need it at the moment, and the last one was......

"An invitation to the dervish conference?"

"What's that?"

Ling Xiao was stunned for a while.

On the invitation letter, only the time and place, as well as some precautions, were written, but it was not clear what this ascetic assembly was going to do.

Lingcao was also confused, and couldn't answer Ling Xiao.

"Whatever!"

Ling Xiao put it away casually.

It should be a monks' gathering or something, Ling Xiao was not interested.

Finally, he checked the artifacts in the two storage bags.

Although he holds the magic weapon in his hand, the number of magic weapons is too small, and the magic weapon is still one of the important means of Jindan monk's daily life.

There are a total of 8 top-level magic weapons, among which the small sampan Ling Xiao must be left, this ship is extremely fast, and it is very suitable for rushing and the like.

The other magic weapons, Ling Xiao briefly tested, and then all of them were drawn aside.

It's not that Monk Jindan's magic weapons are not good, but Ling Xiao doesn't use them that much.

His original magic weapon was enough to make the foundation building monk salivate.

Like jade embroidery knives, peach wood swords, magic weapon remnants, and heartless bells, each of them is top-notch, and it is more than enough to deal with daily life.

As for the Dark Fox, with the Slim Cloud Veil and the Demon Knife to Destroy the Soul, there is no need for anything else.

Instead of keeping it and eating ashes, it is better to replace it with spirit stones.

In the end, Ling Xiao held a statue of a god, slightly speechless.

It's his mother's Thousand Autumns Holy Emperor again.

"Brother Jindan still engages in idolatry?"

"Or is there something hidden?"

Ling Xiao crushed the idol.

Disappointed.

Nothing works.

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, secretly blaming himself for making a fuss, and was just about to throw away the fragments, when suddenly his eyes froze.

Fragments, there are words.

He was slightly startled, and hurriedly picked it up to look at it, and then he was stunned.

These words were actually engraved in the belly of the idol, and if they were not crushed, there would be no way to find them!

"Who carved it? These words can naturally isolate the exploration of divine sense, which is too good! ”

Ling Xiao was secretly surprised.

The statue is still intact, which means that even Xu Fu has not found these words in his stomach.

Without thinking too much, Ling Xiao hurriedly put the pieces back together.

In the end, he got a few paragraphs as small as an ant.

After reading the content, Ling Xiao was silent.

What is recorded in the text is a battle array!

And yes, it only takes three to five people to form a battle formation!

This is somewhat unexpected.

Ling Xiao is not an idiot in the battle formation now, after all, he has been training the way of the battle formation for half a year.

Generally speaking, the larger the number of people in the battle, the more powerful it becomes.

Therefore, there is a minimum number of people needed for the battle array, and at least 30 people must be more than 30 people to form a formation.

And this formation, called the "Wild Sand Formation", subverts common sense, and only 3 people are needed to exert its power!