Chapter 123: Lu Chuan

The sword is a good sword, but it is not suitable for Xu Shaobai, holding this kind of sword to swagger through the market is tantamount to a young boy with gold, not afraid of thieves stealing, afraid of thieves worrying. Lingbao can ensure Xu Shaobai's safety, but he is afraid that Xu Shaobai will say that he wants to travel by himself, and he will resolutely not rely on the power of the Pearl Heaven Realm.

Lingbao knew that if Xu Shaobai made a decision, I was afraid that ten donkeys would not be able to pull it back. Lingbao said no, but the sword in his hand disappeared in a flash and was put away by him.

The ice is thousands of meters thick, and there are scattered monks under the ice, and if there are little ants, each little monk has some flashes of light, which is the treasure that everyone carries. As for the exercises, the monks who entered the Zhutian Realm carried very little, first, it was useless, and secondly, there were side effects, which was also a pity for Lingbao, and I hated that every monk who entered the Zhutian Realm would take all their net worth and get out naked. Lingbao grabbed it casually, and it was a sharp and extraordinary sword.

This sword system almost has no appearance of a knife, but like a short version of the trident, the knife is bladed on one side, and the other side is a thick knife back, with three knife tips, the cold light is shining, and the back of the knife is engraved with three deep blood grooves, and the dark red blood stains seem to have just been rendered yesterday. That is to say, this knife will be cut down, and there must be no knife body, so it is contrary to common sense to open three blood grooves on the back of the knife, and the back of the knife is generous and pays attention to a strong and heavy, so as to cut the enemy into two pieces with one blow, and stab it directly, and it is necessary to leave three clear holes in the opponent's body before stopping. It's really a simple, rough and powerful broadsword. Lingbao flicked the back of the knife lightly, and a pleasant dragon roar sounded, this knife may be much longer than the history of this ruin, I am afraid that it is a weapon that kills all directions with blood in the field of demonic beasts.

"It's still not appropriate. Lingbao shook his head, and the same light flashed, and the sword was put away by Lingbao.

What should it be, Lingbao lowered his head and searched carefully, and there was a candidate in his heart, but he didn't delay continuing to hunt for treasures, how could there be a reason to dislike more treasures in the world, and it should be a small pastime. Even if it is not suitable for my father, it can be given to others, I believe that in the near future, there will be a few immortal artifacts in the Pearl Heaven Realm that are enough to suppress the world.

A pitch-black robe. Lingbao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the robe on the poor guy was peeled off. Due to the disappearance of the aura, this robe is now equivalent to a dead thing, and the spirit treasure can't figure out what kind of magic weapon it is, but it can be concluded that this must be a pretty remarkable magic robe. Five billion years ago, the first thing this wave of monks did when they entered the white porcelain emerald realm was to change into a white robe for their whole body, and even their beard and hair had to be dyed white as much as possible, and their weapons had to be covered up in white. And this guy insisted on wearing this robe that was as black as late at night, and he lived until the end when he was about to leave, which is enough to prove that this robe is extraordinary, and it only proves that the robe is extraordinary, if he is extraordinary, he doesn't have to stick to the robe.

The robe has been frozen in the ice for billions of years, and it is still at room temperature, and the look on the monk's face is full of fear and pain, I am afraid that it is because of this robe that it was not killed in an instant, a good thing.

Lingbao performed a magic decision, turned into Xu Shaobai's body size, and put on a dark robe without a trace of lines, which was very clever and just fitted. In fact, after injecting spiritual power, this level of robe can be large or small, whether it is a hundred-foot giant or a dwarf of several feet, it all fits, but Lingbao is very happy when he sees this seamless robe, thinking of the appearance of Xu Shaobai can't help but be overjoyed, so he can't wait to put it on.

Lingbao flipped through the inheritance and found the information of the black-robed man in this secret realm experience back then, good guy, he was still a big fish, and he turned out to be the son-in-law of a certain master of the Immortal Family, no wonder he was so arrogant and domineering, and he still survived to the end in a pitch-black robe, which was exchanged for the lives of dozens of followers around him.

Lingbao sighed lightly, the number of fate, even the saints who should die here don't dare to force it, just rest in peace. Lingbao also took down a storage ring from this guy by the way, no more than the magic weapon aura, if the storage ring is not infiltrated by the owner's aura, it will easily break, after all, things involving space are not so easy to maintain. This space ring did not break with the passage of time, it is enough to see its preciousness, I don't know what treasure is hidden in it, Lingbao can't peep, although it is extraordinary, but after such a long time of wear and tear, the storage ring has also reached the point where it is about to break, and it will turn into powder if you are not careful.

Lingbao carefully put away the storage ring, and one day there will be a time to repair it, and the secret treasures inside will belong to Lingbao and Xu Shaobai.

Lingbao walked on the ice full of eyes, and when he saw the treasure with eyes, he took it into his hand, although most of it had been broken for so long, but all the things left behind were high-quality.

Before you know it, Lingbao has stepped out of the ice. In front of him, the Zhutian Realm has always returned to the barren style of opening and closing, and the unknown grass and trees everywhere are rising densely into the sky, and there is no place to even put your feet, and a large number of beasts and spirit beasts are hidden in the dense forest, and they are not seen everywhere.

Lingbao is wearing a pitch-black robe, stepping on the tip of the grass and moving forward briskly, his posture is agile like a flying swallow, and his breath is slightly pouring, warning some uninteresting guys not to ask for trouble and lose their lives in vain, for some guys who eventually died of old age and illness or were attacked to death by various fierce beasts back then, Lingbao has no interest, and the years are long, even if there is no one to maintain the strange treasure on his body, it has long been eroded by the Pearl Heaven Realm and cannot be used.

The place where Lingbao is going now is the tomb of the people with the highest talent and the most peculiar bones among the people who entered the Pearl Heaven Realm back then, but although the talent is good, it is not very good, and he has met a sinister and dripping friend. This person's character is really very high, and in the end, he was left in the Zhutian Realm, and he didn't have the same mood as ordinary genius monks, but he accepted it calmly, and he still lived in the Zhutian Realm, and it was also thanks to this guy's talent that he was also extremely high, full of poetry and books, and he actually knew a lot of knowledge about body refining, and he took the path of pure body refining to not be eaten by thousands of beasts in the Pearl Heaven Realm.

It is clearly a thin and weak scholar, and in the end, he has cultivated a steel and flawless body, and his muscles and bones are like refining steel and gold, and there is a faint momentum of becoming a general trend of his own. It's just that in the Pearl Heaven Realm, there is a pair of horizontal muscles and bones to support, and without that aura to water, it is like a big tree with empty branches and no foundation, and in the end it will inevitably turn into rotten branches and rotten leaves.

This person's name is Lu Chuan, who was trapped in the Pearl Heaven Realm for a hundred years, and finally died of senescence and illness, and he can be regarded as a generation of geniuses.

In a barren place where moss and weeds do not show anything special, Lingbao stopped, this is the place where Lu Chuan's bones are finally buried, in the deep underground, there is a rough cave made of the unique tenacious spirit stone of the Pearl Heaven Realm has been sealed for hundreds of millions of years and no one has set foot on it, and most of the people's materials that stepped into the white porcelain emerald gourd realm were basically collected by Lu Chuan in the underground secret room.

Lingbao stretched out his hand.

It seems to go back in time, the weeds and moss slowly fade and finally turn into grass seedlings and slowly disappear, and then a new crop of wild grass and moss appears, and the phantom of the giant tree taking root appears, Lingbao is worried that the things stored in the secret room will suddenly be exposed and will be wiped out, so he has to dig it up little by little in this careful way.

Not long after, in a deserted place like the Pearl Heaven Realm, a stone door with very fine workmanship appeared, and in front of the door hung the seeds and fruits of some of the now extinct Pearl Heaven Realm creatures, as if they were to be dried and stored for emergencies. Everything is as vivid as yesterday, Lingbao is now knocking on the door to visit an ordinary family, but everything here has passed billions of years, and the dry bones of the owner of the stone room may also be close to ashes.

The stone door was gently pushed open.

A choking breath rushed towards him, not to mention the filthy and turbid dust in the air, Lingbao patiently stood outside the door and waited for a long time before this choking breath dissipated, the wind blew quietly, when Lu Chuan was dying, did he ever think that one day, his home or grave would be opened again after countless years?

After entering the door, the stone chamber was dim, and the stone chamber originally built on the top of the mountain had been buried deep underground for a long time after the changes in the terrain, and the lighting facilities such as the windows that were originally designed naturally had no effect at all.

Lingbao picks up a lamp, and the stone chamber is illuminated for the first time in billions of years.