"This is it, this place looks the weakest. Shen Luo's gaze quickly fell on a slightly sunken part in the middle of the green jade, flipped it over with one hand, and took out the Zimu Sword.

With a "clang", he summoned a sub-sword and cast a spell to urge.

An extremely thin sword shot out from the sword and pierced into the depression of the green jade.

There was a soft sound of "do", and the green jade was pierced into a small pit, but it was not pierced.

"This jade is so hard!" a hint of surprise flashed in Shen Luo's eyes.

This sword is a seven-layer forbidden high-grade magic weapon, and the sword that is stimulated can be easily pierced even by thick iron sheets, and it can't pierce this green jade.

He pursed his lips, and as soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, the sub-sword immediately spun like a drill, and the sword light shot out also rotated rapidly, slowly sinking into the green jade.

After a few breaths, a "poof" sound sounded, and a rich aroma followed.

Shen Luo hurriedly pinched the trick and put away the sword, and a hole the size of chopsticks and several inches deep was drilled out of the green jade.

Through the hole, you can vaguely see the milky white liquid inside, exuding a strange fragrance.

"Sure enough, it's a thousand-year-old spiritual milk!" he was overjoyed in his heart and pinched the trick.

The thousand-year-old spiritual milk also contained water, and it was immediately attracted by the water resistance technique, and a small stream of spiritual milk flew out of the hole.

Leaving the green jade, these spiritual milk were really presented in front of Shen Luo's eyes, although the whole body was milky white, but it also had a hint of yellowishness, and the color was not very pure.

"Sure enough, now that I take out these spiritual milks, the year is not enough, I don't know if it will affect the efficacy of the medicine. Shen Luo said secretly in his heart, took out a white jade bottle, caught these spiritual milks, and filled a small half bottle.

The white spiritual milk gently ripples in the bottle, and the strange fragrance is fragrant, and people can't help but take a sip.

However, Shen Luo has already investigated, although these spiritual milk in the stone are rare in heaven and earth, with the effect of the living dead and flesh and bones, they also contain a lot of stone qi, and they cannot be taken directly, otherwise it will harden the internal organs and be harmful.

"According to the classics, the thousand-year-old spirit milk is too powerful, and if you want to refine it into an elixir, you need quite powerful alchemy methods, so you can only go to Chang'an to find it. After thinking about it, he put away the jade bottle and muttered.

He then plugged the hole in the green jade and put it into the storage artifact.

After the strange smell in the air dissipated, Shen Luo removed the water cover in the room and went to bed.

"Who is that old man? He can calculate the purpose of my coming to Tangqiu County, and where the thousand-year-old spiritual milk is, he is clearly a person with great magical powers, why do you want to be a liar? Could it be that he is playing the world?"

No matter who that person is and what his purpose is, after dawn, Shen Luo plans to look for it again, first, to thank the other party for helping him find the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and secondly, he doesn't want to miss it, and maybe he will have something to ask the other party in the future.

The night passed quickly, and as soon as it was dawn, he got up and retreated from the room and came to the foot of Baihua Mountain.

Yesterday, the old monk said that he would come here today to see the face.

But Shen Luo waited until the sun rose three poles, and the old monk and his apprentice still did not appear.

In addition to Shen Luo, many people also came here to wait.

When they arrived at the waning West Mountain, the old monk still did not appear, and everyone had to disperse.

And Shen Luo didn't leave, and after everyone dispersed, he came to the place where the old monk set up his stall yesterday and released the Shadow Gu.

Xiao Zi fell to the ground, lying on her stomach, sniffing the ground a few times, and then suddenly flew forward.

Seeing this, Shen Luo hurriedly followed.

Xiao Zi took Shen Luo around the outside of the city, and finally came to a deserted ancient temple in the north of the city, and cooed at Shen Luo twice.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, Xiao Zi's cry meant that after arriving here, the smell suddenly stopped, and it couldn't continue to track.

"You've worked hard, go and rest. He waved his hand and put Xiao Zi back in the bag, walked into the ancient temple to investigate, and found no clues.

"How could the smell be interrupted? There is no water source here, could it be that the old man flew away? If he is really a master, it is not impossible. Shen Luo stood outside the temple and muttered to himself.

If the other party really flies away, the smell will go away with the wind, and the speed of dispersion will be very fast, according to the medicine immortal collection, it only takes half a day, and the shadow Gu cannot be tracked.

Shen Luo was not reconciled, and stayed in Tangqiu County for two days, looking inside and outside the city every day, but unfortunately he never found any trace of the old man.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up, leave Tangqiu County, put a Shenxing armor horse talisman on each leg, and went straight to Chang'an.

......

Three days later.

Shen Luo stood on a high slope and looked ahead.

Hundreds of zhang away from here, is a magnificent giant city, the city wall is a hundred zhang high, with a huge piece of green jade to build up, it looks magnificent, and clean.

The huge walls stretched on both sides, reaching the end of the view, and there was no edge in sight.

Compared to them, people are as insignificant as ants.

It is the capital of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an.

Outside the city of Chang'an is a moat that is hundreds of zhang wide, and the waves in the river are turbulent and loud, which is not inferior to some big rivers.

The white jade bridges are erected on the moat, connecting the city gates, and the flow of people is like shuttles.

Bands of Imperial Guards patrolled back and forth over the city walls and the White Jade Bridge, all dressed in bright silver armor, carrying spears, and their footsteps rattling, each showing great strength.

From afar, within the city walls, wide roads lead in all directions, full of dense convoys, pedestrians, and tall buildings, palaces rise from the ground, row upon row, stretching forward, there is no end in sight.

Countless rivers run through the city, rippling blue waves, boats and flower boats sail on it, thousands of sails compete, hundreds of boats compete for the current.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Shen Luo's eyes showed a look of amazement.

Although he had long heard that Chang'an was magnificent, the capital of a country, he was still surprised when he really saw it.

Jianye City is also a heavy city in the Tang Dynasty, with many streets and busy traffic, but compared with Chang'an City in front of it, it looks like a small and old county town.

"Chang'an City is worthy of being the capital of my Tang Dynasty, and the surrounding countries are surrendered, just looking at the majesty of this capital, other countries will give birth to the heart of surrender. Shen Luo sighed in his heart.

Not only is the scale of the city huge, as soon as he got close to Chang'an City, he noticed that the aura of heaven and earth in this place was much stronger than that of other places.

Shen Luo was not surprised by this, Chang'an City is the place where the spiritual veins of the entire Nanzhan Continent meet, and it is an excellent spiritual vein blessed land, otherwise the founding king of the Tang Dynasty would not have set his capital here.

In his dream, his cultivation has reached the late stage of Mahayana, and now he has returned to reality, and his cultivation has decreased by a hundred times, but some of his vision is still there.