CHAPTER XXIV

Refer to the description of storage spiritual tools in the "Introduction to Cultivation". Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Qin Indifference can be sure that this animal skin bag must be the storage spirit tool of the High Immortal Master.

I don't know how many treasures are hidden in the immortal master's storage tools.

Qin was overjoyed, and groped in the animal skin pocket, only to find that the inside was empty, and it turned out to be an empty bag.

However, Qin Moran was not discouraged.

Empty doesn't mean there are no treasures, it's just that you haven't found the right way to use them.

Qin Moran was not in a hurry.

As long as he is given enough time, with his ingenuity, he will definitely be able to crack it.

Afterwards, Qin Moran forcibly endured the intention of vomiting and dragged the charred body of the high immortal master to a secluded place for burial.

At the end of the Changchun Valley, a new grave appeared. On the wordless stele, Qin Moran carved an exclamation mark. I don't know why I sighed.

The high immortal master died, but the killing array at the mouth of the valley in Changchun was never lifted.

If you want to pass through the killing array freely, you must hold the pass token of the High Immortal Master.

This token is a palm-sized jade plaque.

However, when sorting out the relics of the High Immortal Master, Qin Moran did not see this thing, nor did he see other waste pills.

He was not reconciled, and after some temptation, after confirming that the cave where the high immortal master lived was not dangerous, he cautiously entered the cave and rummaged around, except for finding some common daily necessities, there was nothing else.

Qin Mo Ran guessed that the High Immortal Master should have stored all the important things in his spirit equipment.

How many good things are hidden in this treasure? Qin Mo couldn't help but touch the storage spirit tool on his waist, his heart full of anticipation.

Fortunately, during the sneak attack, the high immortal master took a bottle of vajra pills, and he didn't have time to take back the spirit tool.

If all this bottle of vajra pills were purified, Qin Moran believed that his strength would be greatly improved.

After attacking and killing the High Immortal Master, Qin Moran desperately wanted to leave Changchun Valley. He wanted to return to the Five-Clawed Dragon City to see if Fan Yi and his mother were safe and sound.

However, he also knew that there was danger lurking in this reckless primeval forest. In many places, even the high immortal master is very jealous.

With his current strength, if he recklessly crashes out of the valley, it may be a dead end.

In order to be in order, he still plans to improve his strength before leaving.

Fortunately, I prepared bacon in advance, so I didn't have to worry about food in a short time.

Qin Moran restrained his mind and purified all the Vajra Pills with an earthen electric stove, and obtained eighty-one Vajra Pill Pure Pills.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the creek in the valley is covered with thick ice.

Qin Moran swallowed the Vajra Pill every day, his physical quality continued to improve, his current strength was terrifying, seven or eight hundred catties of boulders, he could easily hold it up with one hand. In addition, his physical strength is also very perverted, even in the ice and snow, he doesn't feel particularly cold.

However, Qin Moran couldn't be happy, he still hadn't opened the storage spirit tool of the high immortal master.

After trying various methods, and even turning on high-voltage electricity, this storage spirit tool did not move at all.

The "Introduction to Cultivation" only records the function of the storage spirit tool, and there is no record of how it is used. Without an instruction manual, Qin Moran could only guard Baoshan and beg for food.

Half a month later, Qin Moran decided to leave the Immortal Valley.

In the depths of Changchun Valley, there was the remnants of the High Immortal Master, and Qin Moran always felt eerie, as if the tomb would crack open on its own at some point, and the High Immortal Master would look for him to ask for his life.

There was a killing array at the mouth of the valley in Changchun Valley, which restricted his movements. Both above and underground, all of them were covered by a killing array.

gave Qin Moran the feeling that he was like a livestock in captivity in the Changchun Valley.

He was originally a person who admired freedom, and he didn't like such feelings.

Deep down, he was also faintly worried that Master Gao had suddenly disappeared, and if his friends came to inquire, it would be a catastrophe.

Before leaving, Qin Moran destroyed the traces he had left behind. Then cut the copper cable into several sections and carry it on the body.

The only way to leave Changchun Valley is to climb out of the steep cliffs.

Before swallowing the vajra pill, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to climb the cliff that stands on the wall.

Now, Qin Moran's strength has increased greatly, and he believes that he will definitely be able to climb to the top.

Changchun Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, looking up, the clouds cover the mist, and the height is not topless.

After some consideration, Qin Moran chose the cliff in the north.

The mountains to the north are obviously much steeper than those on the east and west sides.

However, this cliff is sunny, and when climbing, he will feel warmer.

Qin Insan's hands and feet were used together, climbing up step by step.

In his previous life, he was a rock climber. For him, there are no technical obstacles.

Qin indifferently climbed upwards with difficulty.

The index finger was digging at the cold rock, a pain that was about to break.

Qin Moran gritted his teeth and insisted, every three or four hours, he would only rest for a few minutes.

The farther he climbed, the lower the temperature became, and the howling wind beat his body, hitting the cliff from time to time, making him grin in pain.

By noon, Qin Moran's movements became slow.

It's not that he has no physical strength, but after continuous heavy load climbing, the miscellaneous qi in the meridians has become active, and it seems that there are thousands of sharp needles swimming in the meridians.

Whenever the miscellaneous qi traveled to the joints, Qin Moran's movements would deform and stiffen, greatly affecting the speed of climbing.

The sharp pain made his expression distorted, and he was covered in cold sweat, and soon a thin layer of ice formed on his back.

Qin Moran looked down at the soles of his feet, and the vast white space under his feet, the Changchun Valley was already hidden in the clouds and mist.

Looking up at the sky, the peak is also hidden in the clouds, and I don't know how high it is.

Perhaps, if you stick to it for half a day, you may be able to reach the top.

Qin Moran gritted his teeth, and continued to climb upwards under the strong self-psychological suggestion.

This climb took more than four hours.

It was getting dark.

Qin indifferently looked up, but still couldn't see the peak.

The night breeze here is like a steel knife scraping bones.

Qin indifferently shuddered.

It's so cold, and he can't bear it anymore. After a whole day of climbing, he also felt a little tired, and his meridians were so sore that they seemed to break.

It's time to find a place to rest.

Qin Mo looked around, and there was a verdant pine tree not far away, proudly rooted on the steep cliff.

Well, here it is. Qin Mo raised his hand and threw out a copper rope, firmly hooked the pine tree, grabbed the rope and swung it, and jumped to the trunk of the tree.

This pine tree has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years, and its branches are thick, enough for Qin Indifference to rest on it.

He tied a copper bar around his waist and the other end to the trunk of a tree, then took out a piece of bacon, and slowly crushed it and swallowed it in the cold wind.

The night was dark, and the whole canyon was plunged into pitch black.