Chapter 220: The Little Sword Pavilion of the Northern Regions
Yang Lin walked out of the building boat, and then put the building boat into the mountain and river fan, this building boat is quite easy to use, but some of it is too consuming spirit stones, Yang Lin let the building boat fly for a while It has already cost more than two thousand spirit stones, if you drive the building boat to run day and night, the cost of spirit stones will be an astronomical amount, "The things in the spirit world are really extraordinary." As soon as Yang Lin looked up, he saw the hundred-foot giant tree in front of him, and then a palm-sized butterfly flew in front of Yang Lin's eyes, Yang Lin actually felt the breath of demon beasts on these butterflies, although it was only a first-level demon beast, but once there were a lot of them, it was enough to show that this place was extraordinary.
The little fox coiled around Yang Lin's neck, its three snow-white tails swept gently across Yang Lin's face from time to time, and a trace of flattery flashed in the little fox's eyes, but Yang Lin didn't find it at all, the treasure hunting mouse was extremely excited when it was on the boat, and it was even more amazing when it got off the boat.
"Go, find out all those treasures one by one" Yang Lin waved his hand at the treasure hunting rat, looking like he wanted to put all the treasures into his bag. "Which direction to go?There is the breath of treasures in all directions" The treasure hunting mouse eagerly waited for Yang Lin's order, so many treasures made the treasure hunting mouse excited.
"Then we will go to the place where the smell of treasures is the strongest, and we will collect all the treasures in our bags along the way, rest assured that we have more time and enough time for us to find treasures." Yang Lin was also a little excited to say to the treasure hunting mouse, the treasure hunting mouse got Yang Lin's order and spread his paws and ran, after all, the treasure hunting mouse is already the peak of the second-level demon beast, the speed of running is extremely fast, Yang Lin can't keep up with the pace of the treasure hunting mouse with light skills, so he had to summon the Aoki sword and follow the treasure hunting mouse to fly slowly, the true yang sword was damaged, although it is not very serious, but Yang Lin is still careful to keep the true yang sword in the dantian, according to Yang Lin's estimate, within a year, the true yang sword can no longer participate in the fierce fighting。
After half a pillar of incense, the treasure hunt rat stopped, and then began to slam up towards the ground, Yang Lin was behind the treasure hunt mouse quietly watched the action of the treasure hunt mouse, and after a while, the treasure hunt rat took out a purple ginseng the size of Yang Lin's thumb, and the treasure hunt rat put the ginseng at Yang Lin's feet, and Yang Lin waved the small ginseng to fly into Yang Lin's hand.
A fragrant breath came into Yang Lin's nostrils, Yang Lin felt very comfortable after taking a few sips, and even the wound on his chest felt a lot more comfortable, "What is this?
"This is purple ground ginseng, it seems that it should be three thousand years old, it is a healing holy relic, and it has an effect on monks below the merger period" Lao Jiu explained to Yang Lin, "It's really a holy relic" Yang Lin carefully took out a jade box and put the purple ginseng in, at this time Lao Jiu suddenly said, "Purple ginseng is generally hidden deep underground, the longer the purple ginseng, the deeper it is in the ground, once this purple ginseng is exposed to the air, it will quickly lose its medicinal effect, and the purple ginseng in your hand has already dissipated half of its medicinal power." After Lao Jiu finished speaking, Yang Lin secretly cursed in his heart, "Lao Jiu, why didn't you tell me earlier" Yang Lin put the purple ginseng into the mountain and river fan, and then followed the treasure hunting rat to go deeper.
In fact, Yang Lin is not very afraid of the loss of medicinal effects, as long as he buries the purple ginseng deep in the ground after going out, and then casts a few spiritual infusion techniques, the medicinal effect of the purple ginseng will recover rapidly, and the treasure hunting mouse walked all the way to find it, and after a while, he found a few rare medicinal materials, these things are nothing in the eyes of the masters of the spirit world, but now they are very useful in Yang Lin's hands.
Walking and walking, the treasure hunt rat took back a storage bag, Yang Lin followed the direction where the treasure hunt mouse found the storage bag and saw a white bone, Yang Lin did not rush to open it after putting away the storage bag but walked in front of the white bone, "It can be determined, this is a spiritual human race, not a small race's station, those small races are generally isolated from the world, and the human race will not be allowed to enter their territory at all" Lao Jiu said when he saw this white bone.
"Lao Jiu, can you tell from this white bone that this person's cultivation before his death?" Yang Lin asked curiously, "Of course, this white bone faintly has the color of white jade, and it is immortal for ten thousand years, which shows that this person was the cultivation of the peak of the god before his death, and he is only one step away from the realm of refining the void with bones like white jade" After Lao Jiu finished speaking, Yang Lin dug a small pit and buried the white bone, and the cultivation of the peak of the god can definitely go sideways in the mortal world, but after all, it still turns into a white bone.
After Yang Lin buried the white bones, he asked, "Lao Jiu, how did this sect of the spirit world fall to the mortal world", "Well, it's hard to say, maybe it was because he offended the ancestor of the Mahayana period and was banished to the turbulence of space, so that not only can all the monks in this sect be wiped out without being contaminated with too much evil qi, but it is also possible that there is some catastrophe, or it may be that the true spirit has made a move, there are too many possibilities for Fangzheng" Lao Jiu didn't know how this Nine Dragons Temple fell from the spirit realm without careful investigation, and Yang Lin didn't want to ask again.
The treasure hunting mouse was still leading the way in front, but Yang Lin couldn't help but open the storage bag he had just gotten, but there were very few things in the storage bag, a simple flying sword, a book of exercises, and a few bottles of pills.
"Why are the cultivators of the Spirit Realm so poor," Yang Lin asked with a frown, It's not that the monks in the spirit world are poor, but this Nine Dragons Temple was banished to the spatial turbulence, and it took a long time before it appeared in your plane, before that, the monks in it couldn't get the spiritual power from the outside world at all, so they could only use up all the spirit stones and spirit grass to absorb spiritual power, but after too long, after the spirit stones were used up and the spirit grass was eaten, they could no longer get a trace of spiritual energy, so that the realm of those monks continued to decline, decline until death" Lao Jiu's explanation made Yang Lin shudder, the monks couldn't get a trace of aura, they could only wait quietly for death, and their long life span was not deprived, how tormenting it should be in those thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
"In other words, I shouldn't be able to find a spirit stone in this?" Yang Lin asked, "Well, not only the spirit stone, but also the elixir here was slowly grown later, and there is no elixir that is more than tens of thousands of years old, so you will be disappointed" Lao Jiu said with some schadenfreude.
"No wonder I found a purple ginseng that is so small, this elixir is not good, and this flying sword in the hands of the Avatar Monk is simply an insult to the Avatar Monk" Yang Lin shuttered a few words and continued to fly into the distance, after the treasure hunt mouse found another Thousand Spirit Flower, Yang Lin finally saw a tall tower standing in the distance.
"Presumably, this tower is the place where the monks of this sect gather," Yang Lin muttered, and the treasure hunting mouse also squeaked a few times, indicating that the tower was the place with the most treasures, Yang Lin smiled slightly after hearing it, and flew directly towards the tower with the treasure hunting mouse, and Yang Lin did not hesitate to pick up those small treasures one by one along the way.
The speed of the Aoki sword is a few pieces, and after a stick of incense, Yang Lin came to the front of this tower that is taller than the mountain, and in front of the tower stands a huge stone tablet, on which the dragon and the phoenix dance are engraved with "Northern Regions Small Sword Pavilion" Five words, Yang Lin glanced at it and felt that these five words were going to fly out on the stone tablet, Yang Lin was so frightened that he retreated again and again, because not only those five words were about to fly out, but there was also an incredibly powerful sword intent that was about to burst out from the stone tablet, this sword intent was like a mountain and a sea, even the ancient head in his heyday gave Yang Lin less than one percent of this sword intent.
"This is the word of the peak monk of the merger, the word is integrated with his sword intent, if it is the word of the Mahayana monk, you may die at a glance" Lao Jiu said to Yang Lin, and then thought of it in Yang Lin's sea of knowledge, Yang Lin instantly felt much better, and even the sword intent on that word was not so aggressive.
"It's so powerful, just words can almost kill me, not to mention his people" Yang Lin sighed a few words and walked towards the high tower after sparing the stone monument, and on a small mountain peak in the distance, a green giant turtle was carrying a child-like person on his back and quietly looking at Yang Lin.
"Is it time to open it?" the boy said in a childish voice as soon as he spoke, "There are still three years" the giant turtle opened his mouth and made a thunderous sound, "Oh, that means the key to being taken away by the self-proclaimed Kowloon real person is in his hand" The boy stared at Yang Lin with an extremely dangerous gaze.
"It should be true, but the key is useless to us for a long time, why are you still so persistent" A trace of grief flashed in the turtle's eyes when he said this, "Hmph, what a price we paid for the key, but in the end it was a joke, even if it was useless, I couldn't let it fall into the hands of others, it was covered with the blood of our companions" The boy said as his face became extremely hideous, and the giant turtle sighed and stopped talking.