Chapter 154: Ancient Immortal Cave Mansion (4)

After Wu Hao opened a cave mansion, he had some confidence, and then he found a larger cave mansion.

Like the previous cave, they had once again observed a miracle. The moment the door is opened, it is like a rippling wave of water, and the water wave is followed by ashes.

This time, also in the concealed formation, an irregular jade block was found. In addition to this, they found several pieces of ore that had not been weathered in the treasure vault.

Zhimeng took one of the ores, and she had a very good eye for distinguishing them, but she just didn't know what kind of ore it was and what it did.

She only knew that this was what the jade plate needed, and now the jade card was becoming more and more spiritual. It can pinpoint exactly what it needs in a pile of things.

Wu Hao originally wanted to divide the ore equally with Zhimeng, and what could be preserved was definitely a good thing. He didn't refine the natal magic weapon either, he had an idea, but the things he needed were too good, and his senior brother couldn't get the materials he wanted for a while.

But he took a piece of it casually without looking at the dream, and he felt that the dream was less. Seeing that he was in a hurry to stuff two more pieces into Zhimeng's hand, Zhimeng gave him a blank look.

Today it was all Wu Hao's contribution, she followed behind to get benefits, and she had already made a lot of money when she got a piece of ore, and she was content.

got a white eye, Wu Hao was not angry, but his heart was sweet, he handed it out and took it back a few times before he put it away.

After the two of them got out of this larger cave, they were both a little happy and satisfied. The dream wondered if the jade block they got was the key to enter and exit the largest cave in the middle?

Whatever she dreamed of, she directly pulled Wu Hao to the door at the highest place.

She took out a piece of jade and asked Wu Hao to take out a piece as well. Then she held the jade block in her hand and prepared to see where she could put the jade block on the door, but before she could find a place to put the jade block, the two of them were wrapped in a burst of light and disappeared.

The two of them felt dizzy, and it was the feeling of being teleported. Then I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful and delicate picture, like a picture drawn by the best painter.

There are beautiful mountain peaks and waterfalls like clouds. There are all kinds of birds circling and fluttering, and small beasts running in the mountains. There was wind but not dust, and there was water that moved.

There is also the vibrant life here, which makes the two of them who are used to seeing the dust these days a little frightened, is this a dream.

But the rich aura inside, the fresh and abnormal air, made them both sure that this place was real. And it's unusually vast, and there are layers of mountains in the distance.

Wu Hao and Zhimeng stood here for a while, not knowing what to do. Only if I continue to explore this, I don't know if this is a real place on the continent or a secret place.

After the two of them reacted, they were surprised to find that the irregular jade block they were holding in their hands was gone. So how are they going to get out, alas!

The two of them walked along the path in front of them and walked inside, and there were sixth-order and seventh-order elixir spirit herbs everywhere in the mountains. Ah, developed! The dream was overjoyed, as far as her garbage alchemy was concerned, she hadn't done much alchemy since she left the Xiaoqinglian Secret Realm.

No matter how much elixir she picked, it wasn't enough for her to consume. She decided that after she went out, she would sell all these high-level elixirs and replace them with low-level elixirs for alchemy.

The dream really has a posture of identifying a road, not hitting the south wall and not looking back, and not looking back when it hits. If she exchanges those mountains of elixirs for pills, I don't know how much she can exchange.

Wu Hao saw the dream of excitement, and he was really speechless. Why is this person so obsessed with alchemy, he can be sure that after being out of the secret realm for so long, the dream must not have refined the second-grade pill.

This is what Wu Hao took for granted, it takes five years to refine a first-grade pill, and it doesn't take five years to enter a second-grade alchemist.

This time Wu Hao really thought wrong, Zhimeng didn't know Wu Hao's thoughts at all, otherwise he would have repaired him. She was already a second-grade alchemist, and she was almost able to refine the Spirit Beast Pill for Lu'er.

The dream is beautiful when you think about it, if Lu'er can eat the elixir she has refined herself. Both herself and Luel should be happy.

The dream was picking the elixir, not to mention how happy he was, so he almost burst out loud.

Wu Hao is not in a hurry, he accompanies him when he picks the dream, and occasionally picks one or two. He only picked a few of them after seeing that there were many of the same elixirs.

Ever since Wu Hao wanted to refine his natal magic weapon, he felt that his spirit stones and contribution points were not enough. The natal magic weapon he wanted to refine was too expensive, and the master was in retreat, so he could only prepare the materials by himself.

Of course, his senior brother also gave him a lot of materials, but there were two kinds of valuable ores, which he couldn't buy now, and they were too expensive. His senior brother was about to move the idea of letting him change his natal magic weapon, and he also advised Wu Hao that his cultivation should not rely too much on external objects, and it should be based on his own strength.

But he had already prepared most of the materials, and he was a little unwilling to do just two. He couldn't think of any other magic weapon for a while, whether it was refined or ready-made.

His spiritual roots are special, all of them are metallic, and there are very few magic weapons. Even if someone refines this magic weapon, there is no market. The golden spirit root or the single golden spirit root is very few people, and the metal magic weapons generally sold are compatible.

For example, ordinary people who use earth spiritual power can also use metallic magic weapons, but the input spiritual power is transformed into metallic attacks through magic weapons.

Of course, there are also spiritual roots with golden spiritual roots, and those who use magic weapons to input metallic spiritual power also attack metallic spells. But this kind of magic weapon with compatibility, whether it is the level of the magic weapon, or the attack power, is much worse than the magic weapon with a single function.

What Wu Hao needs is a single one, and he only needs a magic weapon driven by golden spiritual power. Such a magic weapon is difficult to find, and it can only be refined.

Wu Hao's requirements were not very high, but there was a magic weapon in their master's inheritance, which was very suitable for him. He prepared the materials according to the above requirements, but he didn't expect that some of the materials were very difficult to find, and his senior brother couldn't afford the high price.

Wu Hao can only accept tasks and exchange contribution points from the sect. The sect has these two materials, but the price is not acceptable to ordinary people.

His senior brother once said that if Wu Hao is about to get married, he may not be able to save enough contribution points. Wu Hao also had no choice, while praising the contribution points, he saw if there were any other magic weapons that could be used as natal magic weapons.

Zhimeng and Wu Hao walked inside while picking the elixir.

Suddenly, she suddenly stood up, and she said to Wu Hao with a pale face:

"Have you found it? Although the elixirs here are of high grade, they are not thousands or even tens of thousands of years old!"

Wu Hao was also flustered for a while, and when they came in, they were a little overjoyed when they saw the elixir. This basic knowledge has been forgotten.