The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 206 Strange Scroll!
Zhou Xun sat on the ground and was fixing things, while Han Li circled the huge stone platform and slowly turned around outside the light shield.

After a while, Han Li slipped to the back of the high platform alone. Corresponding to the light mask, there was a tall bluestone wall.

Han Li had seen this kind of wall a lot in this inner hall, and knew that there were profound restrictions on it.

If you want to break through the cave wall, even Nascent Soul Stage monks like Patriarch Linghu cannot do it.

Just as I was thinking about it, I casually slapped my palm on the stone wall.
"boom--"

There was a muffled sound, and Han Li couldn't help but look surprised.

As soon as the voice came to his ears, he could tell that the bluestone was not solid.

After pondering for a moment, he tapped the bluestone a few more times.

"Bang bang bang-"

Several muffled sounds were heard,

Han Li was sure that there was a hollow mezzanine inside, and his heart skipped a beat.

Han Li used his sword light to draw a fist-sized circle on the bluestone, and then stretched his hand in.

There wasn't much space inside, but after he fumbled around, something came into his hands.

Han Li's expression changed.

This thing is slender, round and soft, as if it exists like a stick.

But when he took his arm back from the bluestone, he realized that it was an old and yellowed scroll.

Knowing that this thing must not be simple, he stuffed the stone back into the circle.

Then he came to Zhou Xun and took out the scroll and showed it to him.

Looking at the lines in the scroll, Zhou Xun immediately remembered that in the original work, Han Li obtained the map of Xutian Palace on this fifth floor.

Then he generously took out a blank jade slip and copied it.

With Ancestor Linghu here, even if others knew that Han Li had obtained a rare treasure, they would not rob it by force. They would not be afraid to take it out like Han Li in the original novel.

While Han Li was wandering around, Wan Tianming approached Ancestor Linghu.

"Fellow Taoist Feihua is here, is he also interested in the Xutian Cauldron!" Wan Tianming approached with a smile on his face and asked seemingly casually.

When Ancestor Linghu heard this, his eyes flashed for a moment, then he waved his hand and said.

"Brother Wan is joking. The theory of the Void Sky Cauldron has been circulating in the Sea of ​​Chaotic Stars for tens of thousands of years. If it was so easy to obtain, why would it wait until today? I really don't dare to imagine this."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed and the topic of conversation changed.
"I heard that there are many powerful ancient treasures in Xutian Cauldron. If you are lucky enough to get one or two, a visit to Xutian Palace will not be in vain."

Wan Tianming laughed when he heard this.

"Brother Linghu is still alive and well. The Xutian Palace is opened every 300 years. There are countless monks who came up with the idea of ​​the Xutian Cauldron, and no one has ever succeeded."

After speaking, his smile faded, his eyes became sharp, and he said solemnly:
"However, Wan wants to be one of those people who overestimates his own abilities. The deadline is approaching, and Wan is really unwilling to give it a try. I also ask Brother Feihua to help me. I will give him a big gift if I succeed or not. !”

When it comes to helping, the real hidden meaning is that he hopes that Ancestor Linghu will not interfere with him to collect the Xutian Cauldron. After all, in the entire fifth floor, apart from Wan Tianming and the others, it is Ancestor Linghu and Zhou Xunhan Li.

When Ancestor Linghu heard this, he naturally understood what he meant, so he sat upright and said with emotion:
"Since Brother Wan has spoken, how can Feihua be unworthy of the courtesy? That's all."

Ancestor Linghu paused. He couldn't let it go in vain, so he smiled slightly and said:

"But if the ancient treasures in Xutian Cauldron fly out, how should we distribute them?"

After hearing what Ancestor Linghu said, Wan Tianming lowered his head and pondered for a while. Thinking of the golden silkworm and azure flower he had obtained, the probability of taking out the Xutian Cauldron was extremely high, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"If there is an ancient treasure flying out, the first one will be owned by Brother Feihua, and whoever gets the rest will get it, how about it?"

Ancestor Linghu put his hands on his hands and laughed, "Just like Brother Wan said!"

After repairing for a quarter of an hour, Wan Tianming took the lead and walked towards the white mask.

Ancestor Linghu and others followed closely and walked up the steps.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

Wan Tianming arrived in front of the light mask at the steps.Without saying a word, he fired out a purple flame and burned it towards the mask.Not long after, a large hole as tall as a person was opened in the mask, and Wan Tianming walked in with his head raised.

The old man in Confucian clothing and the old farmer also entered in a flash.

Ancestor Linghu, Zhou Xun and Han Li entered last.

So cold!Although Zhou Xun had been mentally prepared outside the mask, as soon as he entered, he was still shuddering from the cold air around him. He hurriedly ran the Red Flame True Art, which greatly reduced the chill.

After Wan Tianming came in, he strode straight to the center of the place where the blue light was most prosperous.

The same goes for the old man and the old farmer in Confucian clothing. Their eyes could not suppress the excitement as they headed towards the center of the blue light.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun curiously looked towards their target and saw a small raised altar in the center of the high platform in front of them.

In the middle of the altar, there is a large hole with dazzling blue light coming out.

After Linghu Ancestor and others came in, they found a corner to sit down.

Because he had an agreement with Wan Tianming before, not to interfere with him collecting the Xutian Cauldron.

I saw Wan Tianming and three others walking around the altar and checking it out.

Then the old man in Confucian attire slapped the spirit beast bag, and seven or eight golden lights flew out in an instant.

It fell to the ground and turned into a green giant silkworm several feet long.

Suddenly, Wan Tianming seemed to remember something, glanced at Ancestor Linghu, and moved his lips slightly.

Then, Wan Tianming and the old man in Confucian attire each summoned something from the spirit beast bag.

Only a green light and a blue light were seen flying out, a small white dragon several feet in size and a strange translucent giant turtle.

"Cold Jiao"

"Li Turtle"

"Crazy Woman's Han Jiao, Tian Yuanzi's Li Gui!" Ancestor Linghu has been in Chaotic Star Sea for nearly a hundred years, so he naturally recognized these two famous spiritual beasts.

After the two spiritual beasts, which were comparable to Nascent Soul monks, landed on the ground, Wan Tianming felt a little relieved. Then he took out dozens of gold and blue flowers from the storage bag and fed them to the eight giant silkworms.

After taking the strange flower, the giant silkworm's body was shaken, and the aura in his body became more than [-]% stronger out of thin air.

"Azure flower!"

Zhou Xun recognized the names of those flowers.

If this sky blue flower is given to a spirit beast, it can stimulate its potential and increase the number of spiritual realms out of thin air. However, the side effects are also great, ranging from not being able to advance the spirit beast in the future, to death suddenly.

But for the sake of the Xutian Cauldron, Wan Tianming and others couldn't care less about the life and death of this giant silkworm.

I saw the old man in Confucian clothing moving his fingers slightly, and hitting the giant silkworms with several magic spells. The giant silkworms then spit out golden threads as thick as a thumb from their mouths and stretched them straight into the hole.
After that, his body paused and began to tear backwards desperately. Every shake caused the blue light in the hole to flash wildly.

As time passed, the blue light in the cave became stronger, and the chill Zhou Xun felt became more intense.

Wan Tianming and the old man in Confucian attire looked excited, staring intently at the entrance of the cave.

(End of this chapter)