The two of them found a place nearby to heal their injuries, preparing to slowly dig up the collapsed 'holes' and 'holes' after the injuries were under control, looking for clues-

Somewhere deep in the 'hole', a blue 'colored' bead was buried deep in the ground by gravel and earth, and inside this strange bead, Fang Yan was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone at the water's edge, constantly poking out his senses, checking the surroundings, and looking for the scattered items of the 'flower' monk.

The power of the Fire Thunderbolt was beyond Fang Yan's expectations, and he hid here early before it was detonated, and when he looked outside, the huge blood centipede and the monks on it were all gone, except for the occasional piece or two of the flesh and blood 'flesh' residues, and I don't know if it was this one, or if his blood centipede spirit beast was scattered after it was blown apart.

Originally, Fang Yan also wanted to find the storage bags and other things on his body, and it seemed that the same as his corpse, those large and small bags were blown to pieces. After searching for a long time, except for these burnt black flesh and blood residues, which are fragments of some magic weapons and spiritual materials, none of the valuable items have been found.

"Hey, what is this?" Fang Yan suddenly found that there was a dark green 'color' thing in the soil layer a little farther away, and Fang Yan's divine sense moved, and the thing actually fell into the space, and was held by Fang Yan in his hand, it didn't look like a native spiritual material here, as if it had fallen from that person's body. Cleaning the surface of the dirt makes the dialect's face 'color' strange when held in the hand, and this thing actually feels like a piece of wood.

There was a violent explosion in this area, and even the magic weapon was blown into pieces, but this piece of wood remained, which is strange to look at. And the piece of wood looked like it had been broken, but it wasn't recent, because the break was clearly very old, and it looked like it was the only survivor of the explosion other than the dialect.

What kind of material is it made of, how can the wood chips be preserved, even if they are not burned by the flames released by the fire thunderbolt, it is impossible not to see a trace of scars on it, this is also too magical, Fang Yan took it in his hand and looked at it over and over again, the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't figure it out, because its material was wooden.

The dialect casually probed with his divine sense, trying to see what was strange about this piece of wood, but who knew that the divine sense easily penetrated into it, and then lines of ancient small characters appeared in the dialect's mind.

"This, it turned out to be a 'jade' Jane, or an ancient 'jade' Jane, who has such a big hand, using such a peculiar wood to make 'jade' Jane, it's just unheard of. "I've seen a lot of 'jade' dialects, as the name suggests, they are all made of specific 'jade' stones, and most of them are books made of various materials.

There are also many materials that record the spiritual sense inscriptions and spiritual breath seals of monks, but most of them are all kinds of 'jade' stones, there are also a few metals, and others are rare. For example, the Demon Refining Sutra on the dialect soul card is engraved on an unknown material, but the dialect can be sure that it should also be made of some kind of 'jade' stone, but its grade may be extremely high.

However, the 'jade' Jane of the wood genus 'sex' has never been seen, and this piece of wood seems to be too strong, even harder than a magic weapon, which makes the dialect unbelievable, but it is sincerely happy, because the more this is the content, the more valuable it is, otherwise why use such a high-grade material to engrave.

After the fire, it was not necessarily real gold, but a treasure countless times more valuable than it, although only half of it was still precious, and the dialect was 'excited', holding this half of the piece of wood and looking at it with his divine sense. After half a day, Fang Yan let out a sigh of relief, his face was slightly red because of the 'agitation', and a trace of regret in his eyes looked a little regretful.

This is an exercise written in ancient seal scripts, this kind of writing dialect has been studied a little before, with the help of a book written by mortals, it is gradually coarse, and this exercise is also a rough look. Although some of the important prescriptions in it have not been read through, and this wooden tablet is only half of it, and the second half is missing, which makes the dialect feel a little jerky to understand, but what kind of exercise this is completely 'figured' clearly.

The whole exercise is a kind of alchemy, a very rare method of exercising divine sense, and the things recorded with extraordinary materials are really shocking. In the past cognition of dialects, divine consciousness is an illusory consciousness of the 'essence' god class, which is mysterious and mysterious, directly related to the monk's soul, similar to the eyes, ears, mouth and nose and other five senses, and can perceive the world when entrusted to the 'flesh' body, so it is called a god-given thing, so it is called divine consciousness.

Such cultivation methods are often very mysterious, dialect has heard of eyesight before, it is a kind of practice to practice eyesight, it is said that the cultivation to the extreme can overlook thousands of miles, jaw-dropping and yearning, but the exercises are too rare. And there are also those that involve the divine soul, like the method of the Yuan Shen that the demon cultivator once cultivated, and he cultivated the Yuan Shen during the Qi cultivation period, which is unbelievable to say, and its method 'door' is even more rare.

The reason for this is that there is nothing to learn from, and it is difficult to find spiritual objects that can be used to refer to the creation of exercises. This also has to start from the origin of the cultivation of the human race, it is said that the earliest cultivation of the human race, whether it is exercises or spells, are learned from the demon beasts, and then deleted and modified according to the characteristics of the human race.

Among them, the most types and most complete, the most complete exercises and spells, are often the most common among the demon beasts around the human race, almost every kind of human spell, can be found in different demon beasts, and then through the continuous improvement of human beings, the power has become more powerful, and gradually the demon beast This "teacher" is far behind.

And it is precisely because of this that the types of exercises for cultivating divine consciousness are very rare, the reason is that the divine consciousness of demon beasts is far inferior to that of human beings, generally speaking, the divine consciousness of human race monks of the same level is more than that of demon beasts, and it is rare to hear of what kind of demon beasts can cultivate divine consciousness, and without the "teacher" of demon beasts, the practice of refining gods is naturally very rare.

Holding half a piece of wooden tablet, the dialect laughed excitedly, standing on the bluestone by the water like crazy, even the exercises for cultivating divine consciousness can be obtained, and the disciples of this Spirit Beast Mountain are too generous, chasing and rushing to send gifts.

Although the rest of the things were blown up by the thunderbolt of fire, this one thing was worth everything, and besides, the dialect also picked up a few bags from him, so that the man never forgot it, and kept shouting for the dialect to return it to him, maybe it was also a good thing.

Picking up a few bags, Fang Yan checked them one by one, but he was disappointed, and he didn't see any useful items for him, that is, a few bags containing spirit beasts, the spirit beasts in them may have recognized their owners, and their owners have been killed by Fang Yan, so they naturally didn't die. There is only one blue 'colored' bag that is a little different, and the things in it are also different, all of them are the souls of demon beasts, I am afraid that this is the special soul bag of Spirit Beast Mountain.

According to the dialect's 'sex', he originally wanted to use all these beast souls to feed the soul card, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do so, this spirit beast mountain disciple was so nervous about these bags, I was afraid that it was because of this soul bag, although he couldn't see the reason now, maybe it would come in handy in the future, so he still kept it for now.

Then Fang Yan put the bags away, picked up half a piece of wood and looked at it with relish, and when he was tired, he carefully poked his eyes out to see if he could pick up any more good things.

Suddenly, Fang Yan sat up in shock, it turned out that someone was digging this way, clearing out these blown up 'holes' and 'holes', as if they were looking for something. This made Fang Yan immediately become extremely nervous, it must be the two blackfriars, I am afraid that these two people are not dead and want to come here to find the goods left behind after their deaths.

Fang Yan is most worried about the black-clothed monk, this person can't see the way clearly, and the feeling of giving the dialect is very dangerous, there is always a complex and difficult feeling for the demon cultivation dialect, their exercises are strange and unpredictable, and there are often unexpected moves, which makes people unpredictable. In addition, Fang Yan was also a little worried that the blue 'colored' beads he was hiding were inadvertently dug up by them, and if that happened, he would have to fight to the death.

Hiding in the space, Fang Yan didn't dare to release his divine sense without scruples, and the black-clothed monk could easily find out that the invisibility cloak he was wearing must also be a person with excellent divine sense, so Fang Yan could only sneak a glance and quickly retract it, doing it very carefully.

At this time, it was the two people who dug in the 'hole', in order to find a little clue, so as not to spend half a day but return empty-handed, under the encouragement of the blackfriar, the two only recovered a little from their injuries, and began to clean up this 'hole' and 'hole', not letting go of any clues.

After the explosion, the "hole" and "hole" were scattered with gravel and floating soil, and it was very easy to dig out, but the two of them seemed very patient, and every time they dug out the stones and sundries, they would carefully check it, lest they miss a little possible clue, and even those magic weapon fragments and charred black demon beast blood 'flesh' were all put into a storage bag little by little, and the dialect they read was very worrying.

Little by little, the two of them got closer and closer to the place where the dialect was, where the fire thunderbolt had exploded, and the 'flower' clad monk and the blood centipede, as well as his belongings, were all scattered around, buried everywhere by earth and rocks, and could be found by digging with their hands. At this time, the dialect was more cautious, and only after a long interval each time did they dare to probe out a trace of their divine sense, and they would soon be withdrawn.

The blackfriar seemed to feel something, but he couldn't see anything unusual, and after taking a closer look at the surrounding area, he stopped digging, because his companions had already figured out the cause.

"Senior brother, it must have been caused by the thunderbolt of fire, that person must be a madman, in such a narrow 'hole' to urge this thing, even if there are ten lives, it can't be carried, fortunately we are far away, otherwise life and death are unpredictable. The man said with a frightened expression, his face red and white.

"Fire Thunderbolt, how can this person have this thing, such a powerful thing is not easy to refine, can the junior brother know the origin of this thing?"

"It seems that this thing is only available to people in the Earth Fire Palace, I heard that it was refined by this sect' 'sect' itself, and it has never been sold to outsiders, even if the disciples in the 'gate' are afraid that it is difficult to 'get', and the power is really extraordinary. It would be nice if the junior brother could also 'get' one, this kind of killing weapon is a good thing to use to save his life, like this person uses it indiscriminately, it is simply a 'waste' fee, and he also gave away his life, which is really a pity. The man smacked as he spoke, salivating with a look on his face.

"Earthfire Palace, only they will have it, then it will be easy to do. Senior brother don't worry, no matter how good things are, they have a price, everything can always be discussed, senior brother doesn't believe that there will be people who can't get along with the spirit stone, just want to find some way to get close to the disciples of this sect'. The blackfriar said with a determined expression, and he was also a little interested in this object.