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I don't know how many miles away, a teleportation array that has been unused for many years suddenly emitted a bright white glow, illuminating the dark stone room. (The fastest update speed is in the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network) In the soft and bright white haze, a figure faintly appeared.

Bai Xia retreated, Chen Yang half-narrowed his eyes, his spiritual power turned slightly, and he saw the situation in the room clearly, and found that there was no difference from when he left, and while he was slightly relieved in his heart, he did not forget the Qinghe real person on the other side of the teleportation array.

Secretly exerting his feet, a violent spiritual power was transmitted along the ground to a corner of the magic circle, and there were two slight muffled sounds, and the few lines on the edge were suddenly destroyed beyond recognition, and the teleportation array also hummed, restoring calm.

Chen Yang's footsteps were slightly vague and he walked out of the teleportation array, his cheeks were stained with two sickly reds, and his mouth was stuffy, as if there was a thousand huge stones blocking it.

Chen Yang only felt irritable and abnormal, and hurriedly activated the Xuanming True Yang Gong, wanting to alleviate this feeling, but he didn't want to affect the injury, so he couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood.

The essence blood was splashed on the ground, like a little plum blossom, mixed with a little spiritual power, and there was a little spiritual light in the bright red.

A mouthful of essence blood spurted out, Chen Yang suddenly felt better, took a deep breath, walked into the secret room next to him in a few steps, and fell on the stone bed, his limbs stretched out, and he didn't want to move.

His eyes looked at the roof, but the focus of his pupils was obviously not on it, and he silently pondered the gains and losses of this trip to the ruins.

Although in the end, I was unlucky to meet the incarnation of the Yuanying Monk, and appreciated the great magic power of the Yuanying Monk, but finally relied on the retreat path arranged before, and used the teleportation array to get out of the ruins.

Thinking of his foresight, a smile escaped from the corner of Chen Yang's mouth. What made him even more satisfied was the harvest from the ruins that far exceeded his imagination!

As long as he thought of the rich and abnormal harvest, Chen Yang couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and he was tired of running around, and the thrills he encountered several times were nothing compared to the harvest.

After thinking silently for a long time, Chen Yang suddenly turned over, sat up, and performed the method of internal vision, observing the situation in various parts of the meridians.

After a moment, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

I didn't expect the injury at the meridians to worsen than I imagined, and it seems that there is no year and a half of recuperation, so don't look at the injury as before.

Chen Yang shook his head, took out a small porcelain bottle and poured out two pale yellow pills, opened his mouth, and waited for a heat in the dantian to rise, and then mobilized his spiritual power to slowly refine the medicinal power.

This meditation is three days and three nights......

Chen Yang slowly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he silently sensed the situation of the meridians, his expression was relieved, although the injuries in the meridians were still far from healing, they were finally stable for the time being.

Now that the injury no longer showed any signs of deterioration, Chen stopped meditating.

After all, the recuperation of injuries is a long-term thing, and it cannot be effective in a day or two.

Let's take stock of the harvest in the ruins first, especially the harvest in the Patriarch Hall at the end, because there were a few obstructive people in the Jinguang Youth beside him, and he just observed and studied it roughly.

Chen Yang slapped the storage bag after a little thought, and several items flew out under the white light and slowly landed in front of him.

A white jade box, a metal vial full of traces, a token, a fist-sized piece of black iron, and the strange painting obtained in the green sac courtyard.

Chen Yang looked at the objects in front of him one by one with joy, picked up the token, immediately remembered, and probed his divine sense into the storage bag for a while, and then turned his palm, and after a flash of white light, a token also appeared.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed, he took both tokens in front of him, looked at them carefully, and sure enough, they were exactly the same, and there were two unfamiliar ancient characters engraved between the intricate patterns of the mysteries.

Putting down the token, Chen Yang rubbed his chin, and his heart kept spinning his thoughts.

These two tokens, one from the mortal pawnshop in the Inland Sea, and the other from the Ancestral Master Hall of the True Yang Gate, are from very different backgrounds, but they are exactly the same, what is the connection between them?

After pondering for a long time, I still had no clue.

Chen Yang didn't care either, and when he returned to the sect, he checked the classics carefully, and he didn't believe that he couldn't find any clues.

He put away the token and picked up the bottle with great interest. The Soul Eater Mouse sneaked into the Ancestral Hall,

Get three treasures, except for the jade slip of the exercise, the token of unknown purpose, it is this you bottle.

He wanted to see what's inside!

Holding this bottle in his palm, he put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and Chen Yang's face showed a hint of surprise. With his knowledge, he couldn't even make out what kind of metal the vial was made of.

The vial, which was obviously only used as a container, turned out to be made of rare materials, and the contents contained in it Chen Yang couldn't help but sit up straight, with a solemn look on his face.

After thinking about it, he picked up the vial with one hand and shook it gently, and there was a faint sound of liquid flowing inside, and it was light and heavy, and the liquid was only half small.

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, first after placing a few prohibitions around his body, he used his spiritual power on the palm of his hand, and in a flash, he grabbed the cork of the vial and pulled it out violently!

Unexpectedly smooth, it didn't take much effort to get the cork up!

With the opening of the cork, there seemed to be something invisible and insubstantial in the 1 vial, and the temperature of the whole room suddenly plummeted! Chen Yang suddenly felt a prickly pain in his skin, and his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly ran the Xuan Ming True Yang Gong, a layer of extremely faint black light slowly flowed under the skin, and loomed through the skin, and his body warmed up, and he felt much better.

The prohibition he had set up didn't have the slightest effect, and as the cold diffused, patches of frost condensed on the corners of the walls, and continued to spread to the rest of the place.

"What the hell is this? Why does it seem to be more chilling than yin's evil breath?" Chen Yang was stunned, and became curious casually, moved the mouth of the bottle to his eyes, and his pupils flashed, and he looked into it.

The liquid inside is as black as ink, just looking at it like this, it makes people feel like their eyes are deep in it and can't extricate themselves!

Chen Yang was suddenly shocked, his unthinking divine sense turned, and after a while of coolness in his eyes, he finally looked away.

"Could this be it"1 After palpitations, Chen Yang's heart suddenly remembered something, and his face was full of disbelief. Then I calmed down and began to recall the description of this object in the classics, and felt more and more similar.

Chen Yang pondered for a while, picked up the cork of the vial without saying a word, turned it upside down, and rushed to the inside of the bottle There was a depression on one side, and the other hand held the vial so obliquely.

After another astonishing cold gushed out, a drop of black liquid, which was very different from ordinary water, flowed out of the mouth of the bottle, fell steadily in the depression, and spread out in the depression, even if it was only a shallow layer, but it was as deep as the ocean!

This time, Chen Yang's face was full of surprise and joy.

"It's really good, it's really very similar to the Xuanming True Water, which is known as the handsome of all waters. Chen Yang didn't dare to look at it more, and muttered to himself with a slight tilt of his head, while the information about the Xuanming True Water quickly passed through his mind.

Xuanming real water, in ancient times are the most famous things, known as a little drop, can be turned into lakes and rivers, a pool of pools, can gather the oceans and seas, the sky to yin to the cold, can use water to resist water, with the magic power of water control, is one of the few heaven and earth spiritual things in this world.

Of course, the great power mentioned above refers to the highest level of Xuanming True Water, and the True Water in front of him obviously does not reach that realm, but it is also extremely rare.

Especially this bottle of Xuanming True Water is placed in the Ancestral Hall with the deep sea cold iron, will it... Chen Yang vaguely guessed what was in the jade box.

After a pause, Chen Yang picked up the jade box again, if what he expected was true, then it was the harvest of the Xuanming True Yang Gong method in the ruins this time.

Chen Yang only felt a little apprehensive in his heart, and wanted to open the lid several times, but retracted his hand for fear of disappointment.

After a few times, he gritted his teeth and tore off the talisman seal on it.

Inside the box was an oval stone the size of an egg, with a gray-brown surface, which looked very ordinary, but the fire spirit power contained in it was amazing. On top of it, there was a pale cyan translucent flame, pulsing slowly, and the scorching heat immediately emitted out, and the hoarfrost in the room disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yang's eyes stared, and he recognized at a glance that this stone was just a sunstone, but it was different from all the sunstones he had ever seen, perhaps it was caused by absorbing too much sunlight after ten thousand years of intense sunlight, and it actually generated that pale cyan flame on its own.

Then Chen Yang opened his mouth and a pure spiritual power spewed out, just hitting the flames, the flames swayed for a while, and suddenly flourished, beating and flickering, differentiating into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful colors!

Chen Yang's heart suddenly became overjoyed, he was right, this pale cyan flame was the Great Sun True Flame, a kind of heaven and earth spiritual creature that was not inferior to the Xuanming True Water!

I really don't know how the monks of the True Yang Gate collected it, according to the classics, the Great Sun True Flame was mostly born in the desert under the scorching sun all year round. Moreover, the conditions for this situation to occur are extremely harsh, and it is an unavoidable thing, and the inheritance of the immortal cultivation world for such a long time is only an occasional encounter.

This Great Sun True Flame is still very weak, but it has been condensed by Rihua for a long time, containing the most quintessential fire spiritual power in heaven and earth, with infinite evolution potential, and can even reach the legendary realm of smelting void!

Thinking of these three treasures, Chen raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but sigh in a sigh: "It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them!"

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