I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 142: The Traces of the Feathered Shen Zang Fulfill the Contract
There is a hidden valley hidden in the Immortal Burial Abyss. The fairy light shines, the fragrance is diffused, and there is a vitality different from the outside world. It is like a pure land outside the world.

Fujin walked through the formations and looked along the scent and senses. Leaning against the ruins of the valley wall, a half-human-high stone dragon's head stretched out. The dragon's horns were broken, the dragon's eyes were hollow, but the dragon's kiss was open. Drops of milky white juice dripped from time to time.

Under the dragon's kiss, there are nearly ten elixirs that look like mushrooms. The green leaves hold up the silver-white fairy mushrooms, flowing with star-like brilliance, which is dazzling.

Nine ancient medicine kings.

And each strain of Medicine King has a medicinal age of more than 20 years.

This is definitely a big gain.

Fu Jin strode forward and dug out all the soil and medicine that were filled with spiritual energy. He also took out the ordinary elixir obtained from the Shaking Light Holy Land and filled the hole with the soil, so that he could continue to be nourished by the earth's milk.

He walked deeper, and the intoxicating aroma became stronger and stronger. Under the radiance of the array, Fu Jin came to the deepest part of the valley.

This is a dragon head as big as a house. The dragon's eyes are angry and the dragon's kiss is wide open. The whole body is green in color. There is a dragon's aura, but there is a lingering air of death.

Ancestral Vein Immortal Root.

Fu Jin instantly determined the origin of the Blue Dragon Head, but unfortunately the essence of it was almost drained, and the ancestral vein immortal root also died.

He walked into the dragon-kissed stone cave, filled with gray sinister aura of death. A round stone ball taller than him lay there, with its upper half cut open.

The stone ball is empty inside, like a huge stone bowl. There is a shallow layer of green crystal liquid at the bottom of the bowl. The fragrance is fragrant and makes people feel comfortable all over.

Green dragon marrow.

And this stone bead is a dragon bead that has been nurtured by the ancestral dragon for countless years before it can appear. The immortal root was destroyed, the dragon bead was cut open, and the essence was taken away, leaving only a little dragon marrow juice.

"Bastard!"

While secretly cursing the Yuhua Dynasty for being too wasteful, Fu Jin carefully put the green dragon marrow into the jade bottle.

Both in terms of quality and quantity, these dragon marrows exceeded those he had obtained from the Zi Mansion. If they were put up for auction, they would attract countless dragon-transforming monks and sell them for a sky-high price.

Preserving it carefully, he left the huge dragon head and looked at the still well-preserved palace building not far away.

There are also Dao pattern formations similar to those at the entrance of the valley emerging around it, barely protecting the building.

Still running the "Eternal Immortal Sutra", he passed through the Dao patterns and entered the main hall. A picture scroll floated in the air in the hall. When his eyes fell on the scroll, he seemed to see countless Dao patterns intertwined into a complicated and terrifying formation, connected into one piece after another. , stretching endlessly, like a Milky Way composed of countless bright stars.

Array center.

Fu Jin did not rush to get it, but looked at the figure sitting cross-legged under the scroll.

When he set out to come, the Ghost Emperor told him that after the group of people from the Yuhua Dynasty hurriedly took away the green tripod that absorbed the essence of the ancestral veins, no one appeared again.

So when did this figure come here?
Before taking away the Chengxian Cauldron, or after taking away the Chengxian Cauldron?
It would be okay if it was before, but if it is after
Fu Jin's eyes moved slightly, looking at this lifelike corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years, but its body was not damaged at all, and finally fell on the hands placed in front of him.

The divine power of movement stretched out his hand, but before he could take out the thing in his hand, an awe-inspiring murderous intent was pointed at his eyebrows.

hum.

A layer of shallow green light emanated from the dragon monument, which was stronger than gold and iron. Even though the flickering silver light flashed left and right, there was still no breakthrough at all. Instead, it was surged forward by the flowing green light. , completely wrapping Li Mang in it.

A faint Ji Dao aura was released, and the silver sharp light that had revealed its murderous intent just now trembled and whined like a god, not daring to let out any more aura, and was obediently held in Fu Jin's hand.

This is a palm-sized silver sword, less than a foot long, more like a dagger. The whole body is made of Da Luo silver, without any impurities. The sword body is flowing with Dao patterns, mysterious and unpredictable, and also has a faint aura. The coercion seeped out.

"Soldier's soldiers." Fu Jin's eyes narrowed and he was doubly surprised.

Although it is not as powerful as the weapons refined by the Saint King and the Great Sage, with the rare material of Daluo Silver Essence, it can still be called a handed down holy weapon. After countless years, it has not been damaged at all.

He looked again at the intact corpse in front of him with his breath restrained.

In other words, this person was a saint during his lifetime.

But how could such a person be sitting in this valley? No news has been spread at all.

Fu Jin got what he was holding tightly this time.

This is a small book of unknown material, but it is also not damaged at all. Just as it is about to be opened, a terrifying murderous aura comes out of it and hits the face.

The hazy green light protected Fu Jin's eyebrows. He reluctantly opened the book and read on. After a long time, he closed it and looked at the saint's corpse in front of him.

He already knew the origin of the other party.

This person was one of the initiators of the appearance of the Immortal Burial Abyss in the past. The feathered emperor's Dao pattern in the void was carved by him himself. He was very familiar with the pattern, so he was able to enter the deep valley without being sensed by the Ghost Emperor.

The reason why it appears here is related to the fact that the ruthless emperor wiped out the Yuhua Divine Dynasty with one blow after he became enlightened.

At that time, this saint was not in the Divine Dynasty, but he saw with his own eyes the scene where the Yuhua Divine Dynasty was destroyed and the imperial soldiers were beaten to pieces. He was afraid and did not dare to step into the Yuhua Divine Dynasty again, so he thought of the Immortal Burial Abyss. In the secret place, he managed to sneak into the deep valley to hide, and never left again. Until he died of old age, he was unwilling to leave the book, so that the destined people could see it and wait for an opportunity to take revenge on the ruthless people.Seeing such thoughts, Fu Jin was speechless for a long time.

Just witnessing the power of the ruthless man, a saint was so frightened that he was imprisoned in this dark place. Even the heart of revenge did not dare to move towards the living ruthless man, but instead placed his hope in Unknown latecomers targeted its descendants.

This is really
"rest in peace!"

After hesitating for a moment, Fu Jin took away the saint's body, took away the scroll at the center of the array pattern, and left the valley.

He had no intention of avenging the destruction of the Yuhua Dynasty. After all, this was the trouble that the Yuhua Dynasty brought upon itself, and no one could blame anyone.

But he was originally hostile to the ruthless lineage. Although the Yaoguang Holy Land and the ruthless lineage could not retreat for the time being, they would definitely encounter each other one day in the future. Taking this corpse with him, he could also witness the "revenge" with his own eyes. " scene.

In this way, he could accept the possible existence of several small world sacred treasures in the Yuhua Divine Dynasty recorded in the book without any psychological burden.

Not to mention that it also records the locations where the Yidao Emperor soldiers of the Yuhua Dynasty might have been scattered when they were smashed into pieces.

He was far from being able to turn a blind eye to the incomplete imperial soldiers.

"You are finally back." The Ghost Emperor leaned against the Feng Yuan Stone and saw the scroll in Fu Jin's hand.

"Seeing my little friend find what I want."

"Yes, this is the center of all Dao pattern formations."

Fu Jin nodded. He also saw the introduction to the scroll from the book of the sitting saint and knew how to control it.

"I hope senior will still remember what I said before."

The words that sounded like an exhortation and a warning fell. Fu Jin said no more. The dragon monument suspended in the sky began to rise sharply, and in an instant it became as high as the abyss. Although there was no pressure at all, the Ghost Emperor still felt His expression changed, and he avoided the endless ghosts in the abyss.

By running the Feathering Immortal Sutra, the divine power of Feathering flows, Fu Jin presses the seal in his hand, and the picture scroll like a galaxy in his palm slowly unfolds and emerges in the void.

He activated it according to the method contained in the book.

In the abyss, in front of the cliffs on both sides, chains of patterns emerged, shining with the familiar feathered fairy light, illuminating the dark abyss that had been dark for countless years.

From a distance, it looks like a huge prison.

In front of such light, many ghosts have forgotten to avoid it, but stayed in place blankly, letting the light fall on them.

Even the Ghost Emperor beside him stretched out his solid palm, wanting to touch this bright light.

The Milky Way scroll is filled with a milky white halo, and the lines closest to Fu Jin are attracted, like pure and flawless streams, slowly flowing into the scroll with the force of hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.

One after another, until they are completely integrated into the picture, the formations and galaxies outlined on it become brighter and brighter.

This is the emperor-level formation pattern created by Emperor Yuhua. It has been carved by several saints who are proficient in the way of passage patterns. It can trap even half-step quasi-emperors. In Fu Jin's eyes, its value is even higher than the newly acquired holy sword. It is enough to be called a treasure.

When Fu Jin put away the scroll, the Ghost Emperor took one step forward and took him to the sky above the Immortal Burial Abyss. He waved his sleeves gently, as if wiping the dust on the table, and gathered in the sky above the abyss for countless years and never dispersed. The heavy clouds were slowly wiped away.

Wisps of sunlight fell into the abyss of endless darkness.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight was not bright. The flowing cloud light was as bright as blood, and the mountains and rivers were also dyed red.

But the Ghost Emperor next to him showed a child-like smile and stretched out his hand to feel the falling light.

He looked at Fu Jin and said:

"The last wish has been fulfilled, and it's time for me to leave."

As he spoke, the eerie green will-o'-the-wisp ignited on his body, and under the thousands of sunset lights, the green flames were also covered with layers of fiery red.

The Ghost Emperor looked at the setting sun on the horizon, his arms stretched out as if embracing, his smile gentle, with a real "human" touch.

In the abyss, countless ghosts saw the sun, and their bodies were ignited with green flames. Their figures gradually became illusory, slowly disappearing from feet to head, until at the last moment, they seemed to have regained their consciousness before death and smiled.

"I don't know the name of the senior yet." Fu Jin suddenly asked as he saw the Ghost Emperor gradually disappearing.

"Qu Li Feng."

After saying this name, the Ghost Emperor completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

At this time, the Dragon Monument also returned to its normal size and returned to Fu Jin's hands.

A gray-black stone as tall as a man was suspended in front of him.

(End of this chapter)