Chapter Seventy-Two: The Harvest

For the large amount of Xuanflint that he spent for half a year, and the red flying sword he forged, Zhou Nan regarded it as a little compensation for taking so many things from the black zombie. Comforting himself in this way, after using the Wind Resisting Technique to climb over the two mountains and stay away from the battlefield of the Black Zombie and the Armored Tiger Beast, Zhou Nan quickly adjusted his mood, took out the silver flying sword, and turned into a blue light that no longer stayed, and flew out of the mountain.

Four or five hours later, Zhou Nan had already flown out of the deep mountains and walked out of the fog. This is the horizon has been white. Zhou Nan's mana was also consumed when he was in a hurry. In desperation, he could only stop, found a small cave, blocked the entrance with a boulder, and walked in.

Regardless of whether the cave was clean or not, Zhou Nan sat cross-legged on the spot, took out a few small jade bottles from the storage bag, identified them, poured out a few healing pills, and quickly swallowed them. Then, silently running the "Zhimu Decision" while recovering mana, while recuperating from his injuries.

Although he was able to get out of danger this time, he was successively abused by Hei Zhuang and the Armored Tiger Beast, especially the sonic attack of the Armored Tiger Beast, which caused serious damage to Zhou Nan. Even now, he feels a great weakness. My head was dizzy, my hair was nauseous, and I couldn't lift my mind at all.

Frowning, the divine thoughts swept roughly in his body, and Zhou Nan smiled bitterly. Although there were no serious injuries in the body, most of the meridians and organs were still misaligned by the sound waves. In this way, it still caused a lot of obstacles to his recovery from his injuries.

Especially the delicate body parts such as internal organs and meridians, it is difficult for even immortal cultivators to protect them. Every time you get injured, you have to be careful. Therefore, the recovery is very slow.

In Zhou Nan's heart, there was a fear of tangible and intangible attacks such as sound waves and divine souls in his subconscious. Take his Qingguang Shield as an example, he has personally tested the effect of physical defense, and he dare not say that he is invincible in the world, which is also the top. But under the sonic attack, it was like papier-mâché, and it was broken in a few breaths. Such a weak performance made Zhou Nan worry for a while.

A month later, after Zhou Nan's unremitting efforts, his meridians and internal organs were restored to their original positions. The physical injuries have also been fully recovered. His mana has also undergone this baptism and has become more refined. Zhou Nan found that it wouldn't be long before he would reach the peak of the eighth layer of Qiling.

Mentally and psychologically, although this encounter made Zhou Nan afraid of the foundation building period, it was more about the longing and fiery vision for a higher realm, which did not leave him with any demons. This blow also made Zhou Nan more aware of himself and had an all-round grasp of himself. In these future battles, these things will be rare and valuable experience.

In the past month, Zhou Nandu was only recovering from his injuries and had no time to take care of anything else. But now, after everything was restored, Zhou Nan smiled slightly, and took out two storage bags from his arms, and his eyes lit up.

Picking up the middle-aged man's storage bag casually, Zhou Nan made a magic decision, erasing the middle-aged man's remaining soul marks, and checked it on the spot. Looking at it, a smile appeared on Zhou Nan's face.

"Tsk, it's really worthy of being the steward of the Golden Stone Pavilion, this value is not ordinary. Zhou Nan pouted and said with emotion.

In the middle-aged man's storage bag, there were more than 2,000 spirit stones alone. Of course, 1,500 yuan of them was paid to Zhou Nan and the others.

But even so, it has to be said that the middle-aged man is really rich, and his worth far exceeds that of an ordinary Enlightenment Eighth-Layer Monk. At least the Qian Mu killed by Zhou Nan is far from comparable to the black-robed people encountered in the mining area.

As for the storage bag of the black-robed man at the beginning, Zhou Nan glanced at it, and lost interest, the magic weapon was only some skulls and other things. He just smiled wryly a few times and put it away. He wouldn't be stupid enough to use these things, otherwise he would really be given the Demon Removal Guardian by these righteous monks.

But the middle-aged man's storage bag is different, not only a large number of spirit stones, but also dozens of precious ores, more than a dozen herbs that Zhou Nan didn't know, and more than a dozen middle-grade magic weapons.

But seeing these magic weapons, Zhou Nan couldn't laugh or cry. Most of these magic weapons were given to middle-aged people in exchange for materials. Before the middle-aged man could deal with it, he died in the hands of the black stiff, and these collected things, after reaching the most pulver, turned around and returned to his hands.

After reading the middle-aged man's storage bag, Zhou Nan sorted out the things and quickly put them away. Next, Zhou Nan looked at another storage bag, and his eyes suddenly became anxious.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Nan slowly took out the golden bell and the small black ring from the storage bag, held the two small and delicate spiritual weapons in the palm of his hand, took a deep breath, and looked at them carefully with a solemn face.

The two spiritual weapons, the shape is simple and atmospheric, and the materials are extremely exquisite, they are some cherished materials thousands of years ago, and they are basically difficult to find in the current immortal cultivation world. If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Nan was very interested in casting, he had seen a lot of relevant materials, and he would not have known the materials used for these two spiritual weapons.

The workmanship of the two spiritual weapons is very unique, and the refining skills are also unique. With the materials, workmanship, and refining skills, Zhou Nan was sure that these two spiritual weapons, within the scope of spiritual weapons, were also of a very high level. Of course, without refining these two spiritual weapons, based on his appearance alone, with his current ability, he could not clearly determine the level of the spiritual weapon.

Spiritual artifact, this is the patent of the monks of the foundation building period. Only the monks in the foundation building period can perfectly exert the power of the spiritual weapon. Monks in the Enlightenment Period, if they forcibly use spiritual weapons, they will not only consume a lot of mana and divine thoughts, but they will even face the danger of backlash.

At the same time, even if the sacrifice is successful, it can only exert a small part of the power of the spiritual weapon. Compared with the huge effort, it is a bit more than worth the loss.

After all, how can a child dance a sledgehammer without risk. Not only is it not good at dancing, but it is also easy to hurt yourself.

Therefore, Zhou Nan could only look at the two spiritual weapons for the time being, staring dryly, and could not use them. Reluctantly, the two spiritual weapons solemnly tightened the storage bag. Zhou Nan slowly calmed down.

Next, Zhou Nan's eyes became solemn, and he sent out a strong divine thought towards the storage bag, and in an instant, a black light fell to the ground, making a muffled sound of 'bang', and the entire ground shook three times, which shows that this thing is extremely heavy.

This thing is the bronze coffin. Taking a deep breath, Zhou Nan squinted his eyes, and with a sharp urge of the muscles of his arms, he slowly opened the heavy bronze coffin lid.

Rubbing his somewhat sore shoulders, Zhou Nan stretched out his head and looked at the coffin curiously.

There are a large number of pearl agate, jade and jade objects inside and outside the coffin, but these are all secular things, and their effect on Zhou Nan is not as good as the value of a spirit stone. Therefore, Zhou Nan did not stay on these things for long.

In addition to this, there is a broken red inner coffin inside the coffin.

The inner coffin is made of an unknown wood and is extremely hard. Except for a middle-aged man's high-grade long knife magic weapon, a few fragments of a broken shield, and a jade pillow, it was empty.

Seeing this, Zhou Nan exhaled slowly, shook his head, and said with a sigh, "It seems that I'm still too greedy." No matter how powerful the black zombie is, he has stood up to the sky before his death, that is, the cultivation of the foundation building period, and it is not bad to have two spiritual weapons left. ”

Then, with a flick of his sleeves, a strong wind rushed into the coffin, and everything in the bronze coffin was rolled out. In an instant, with a crisp sound of 'ding ding ding', the bronze coffin was cleaned up.

For Zhou Nan, this bronze coffin is also a good treasure, as for the worldly things in the coffin, they look precious and abnormal, but in fact they have no value. Therefore, Zhou Nan played a fireball technique and casually threw it on those jade agate.

In an instant, these worldly and valuable things, accompanied by dazzling firelight, quickly turned into a pile of fly ash in Zhou Nan's eyes that were not interested at all.

Zhou Nan waved his sleeves and wanted to fan away this pile of fly ash.

But when the wind blew, there were suddenly a few crisp sounds. Hearing this, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up, and he said uncertainly, "Could it be that in this pile of rags, what treasures can't be found?"

After all, being able to not destroy it under the incineration of the Fireball Technique has some value in itself.

Bending down, Zhou Nan frowned, and groped carefully in the few ashes left.

Suddenly, Zhou Nan took a beating in his hand, grabbed it lightly, and slowly lifted it up.

Looking at the gray and inconspicuous seal in his hand, Zhou Nan raised his eyebrows, and said with doubts, "What is this?" After looking at it a few times, and seeing that there was no result, he put away the gray seal.

After that, Zhou Nan gathered his thoughts, jumped into the coffin, and put away the middle-aged man's long knife magic weapon. As for the fragments of the shields, he didn't even look at them, and threw them away.

Then, Zhou Nan slowly looked inside the wide bronze coffin.

His eyes slowly swept over the coffin, and suddenly, Zhou Nan's eyes froze, and he stopped at a few strange ancient characters on the inner wall of the coffin. Squatting down, Zhou Nan stretched out his right hand, patted the dust off the ancient characters, and carefully identified it.