Chapter Eighty-Five: Bones Can Be Exchanged for Treasures

Ouch!

Coincidentally, this rib happened to hit the head of the corresponding column, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, who was groping his head in confusion, groping on the ground and picking up the bone.

It felt strange to the touch, and it was even more terrible when I saw it, and I hurriedly exclaimed, "Oh my God!

His voice was more sharp, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the old man who led the way also walked quickly, and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you not to howl!"

He was quite old, and his cultivation was extremely high, how dare the young man talk back, he was immediately aggrieved, and handed the ribs in his hand up.

He was still wondering in his heart, could it be that the mysterious existence above had been replaced, and he really wanted to, so he threw the bones down.

The old man took it and suddenly his face stagnated, and his breathing was a little unsmooth.

It is rumored that the peerless power cultivates to a certain level, is reborn, and can use its own Dao essence to warm the body, so that it has the Tao essence, and after death, the Dao essence will be manifested, and the bones will leave Dao marks, and the careful understanding will be infinitely useful.

Just now he directly comprehended it, and suddenly the rib Dao Yun manifested into a scripture, which was extremely mysterious, and a single sentence contained thousands of avenues, which was simply the category of immortal products.

The Netherworld Sea has been inherited for countless years, and the foundation in the door is so profound that even some old immortals can't figure it out, but the island where the old man is located is not in the top ten ranks, and there is no way to obtain scriptures at the level of immortal products.

He was breathing a little unwell, purely due to nervousness, swallowed his saliva, his voice trembled a little, and commanded: "Stop all your hands and throw them from this position!"

There is only one verse on this rib, but there must be one on the other bones.

Although everyone was puzzled, the precepts in the door were extremely strict, and they had a great advantage in obedience, and everyone immediately lined up and kept throwing things.

Lin Feng looked at the things that kept being thrown up with a confused expression, what kind of trouble is this?

It seems that nothing is thrown in other directions, what does it mean to throw it all towards yourself, could it be that you have inadvertently robbed the business of other skeletons?

Lin Feng stretched out his head and secretly checked it, and the most conspicuous old man in the crowd, pinching his ribs with his right hand, looked at this side with an excited expression.

Could it be that this bone is still a treasure, but Lin Feng doesn't feel any mystery when he looks left and right!

In order to confirm this, Lin Feng chose a fruit from the things he threw up, this fruit had a healing effect, not much worse than the Soul Restoration Pill.

Then, Lin Feng stabbed the skeleton next to him with the Qingxuan Sword again, and a small rib suddenly fell off.

Lin Feng picked it up and threw it down directly, only then did he secretly observe the situation below.

I saw that the old man was in ecstasy, picked up his ribs like a madman, looked fanatical, and kept commanding: "Quick, quick, this is it, hurry up and throw anything, if anyone succeeds, I will have a heavy reward!"

As soon as he said this, everyone around him was excited, and they desperately took out something and threw it up.

There are a lot of things, even if Lin Feng is more picky, he is dazzled for a while, and he can't choose a little.

It's not that Lin Feng is stingy, the key is that people's skeleton shelves are so bone, how many things can be exchanged, Lin Feng even cut the last rib into five pieces and threw it down in the end, changing things five times.

But this was just a drop in the bucket, and Lin Feng felt that even if he dismantled the entire skeleton shelf, it would not be enough to replace it.

The old man's face below became more and more strange, why did the top get more and more picky, and a rib was divided into five pieces to exchange, but when he looked at the bones at hand, he suddenly understood.

There are only so many bones in people, and after the dismantling, how many are left?

He tried to put together the immortal scriptures, but unfortunately, I am afraid that even a third of the bones of so many bones cannot be made up, and what is even more troublesome is that there is a lack of head and tail, which is difficult to fill in the gap.

The old man's head below is very big, Lin Feng is also big, there are more and more things, Lin Feng, who has no magic weapon for storage, looks at a small pile of treasures, and is also irritable.

The group of fools below don't know how to throw a storage bag up, if anyone loses a storage bag, the master will throw a calf bone at him.

In the end, there were more and more things, and the skeletons beside him were about to be dismantled by Lin Feng, some of them had lost their ribs, some of their arms were gone, and one of their calves was also knocked off by Lin Feng.

Fortunately, the skeleton didn't pay attention to Lin Feng's small movements at all, and it was quite atmospheric in this regard.

Lin Feng also felt that it was enough, any more would be too ruthless, knocked off the last calf bone, and carefully engraved two words on the Qingxuan Sword, Storage!

As soon as he threw it down, the old man below was overjoyed when he saw such a big bone, and he rushed up with his head and caught the calf bone, but he saw the two crooked words on it, and he was a little puzzled.

But I didn't think much about it, I just gave it whatever I wanted, the magic weapon of storage, right, the old man was also simply, he directly called a disciple of Jindan Realm, took his Qiankun bag, picked out some important things, and threw them away.

I rubbed my hands a little excitedly, the big man above should be satisfied, it's best to throw a few more bones down.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response, and suddenly the old face was pulled, and he was extremely unhappy.

Lin Feng didn't have time to care about him now, so he opened the storage bag directly, and found that this space was relatively large, and there were some pills for building a foundation realm and a lot of cheap herbs in it, and the old man also gave something easily.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand, put the things he had exchanged into the Qiankun bag, secretly glanced at the old man below with an expectant face, and hugged his fists and said thank you.

Still want bones? I'm sorry, it's not that I don't have it, but I don't dare to knock it anymore, and there are enough things.

There was no response for a long time, and when the hour came, the Nether Ship shook and set sail.

The old man was grief-stricken below, the immortal scriptures, but they didn't collect all the scriptures, so they were not of great use at all!

As for filling in the gaps, it was simply a joke, if he had the strength to fill in the missing immortal scriptures, it would be better to create a superb scripture by himself.

Looking at the ship sailing away, he was so angry that he wanted to die, but there was no way, a netherworld ship was an extremely mysterious existence in the Netherworld, and it was rumored that all the powerhouses on it were the powerhouses of the Nethersea in the past dynasties.

What's more, if a living person boards the ship, he will definitely die, and if he can go up 10,000 steps back, even if he can go up, the person above can slap him to death with a slap.

Looking at the pile of bones in his hand, the old man wanted to cry without tears!

Lin Feng had cleaned up his mood and didn't care about the old man's shouting, but was curious about where the Nether Ship would go.

Immediately afterwards, another island used a sacrificial method to attract the ghost ship to pass, Lin Feng painted the gourd in the same way, and exchanged some precious materials and fruits with the same trick.

It was easy to get, and Lin Feng was also atmospheric, feeling hungry and thirsty along the way, he picked up a precious fruit and bit it.