Natural Fairy Species Chapter 72

Chapter 72 The last wish of the monk who established the foundation

In the crevice of the stone in the corner, a corpse was lying half-lying, with a big hole in a navy blue Taoist robe on his body, completely devoid of aura.

The chest bones of the corpse were all broken, and they should have escaped to hide in the cave after suffering fatal injuries.

In the end, because of his serious injuries, he sat down in this deserted place.

Looking at the condition of the corpse, this monk has been sitting for more than a hundred years.

Bai Zichen did not approach in a hurry, and stared at Lu Song.

"Brother Bai, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

Bai Zichen suddenly felt that Lu Song had some blessings on him.

When I was young, I played in the antique market, and I could pick up the key to open the secret realm.

After setting foot on the fairy road, I also met a 500-year-old sealwort.

The Huang Jing of this year is enough to be the main material of the second-level panacea, and it is also one of the important auxiliary materials for refining the foundation pill.

It's a pity that the strength is not good, and there is nothing to do with the monster guarding Huang Jing's side. When he went to find a helper, he had already been picked up first, and Huang Jing was taken away.

Right now, it is the first to discover the monk's remains.

Bai Zichen didn't come close, picked up the corpse with the black bamboo sword, and rolled up a storage bag at his waist.

This storage bag has a large piece of cloud painted on it, and the feel to the touch is different from the one on my body, more delicate and elastic.

Bai Zichen injected mana and washed the storage bag twice. The weak mark on the storage bag that had not been owned for a hundred years was immediately erased, and the sacrifice was successful.

The inner space is one foot high, which is ten times larger than the space of the two storage bags in his hand.

"This is a medium-grade storage bag... Even if there is nothing in it, this storage bag alone is worth four hundred spirit stones!"

The storage bag involves the superficial use of the space avenue, and the refining cost doubles every time it is upgraded.

Especially when it comes to top-grade storage bags, they can already be regarded as strategic items for the sect.

The top-grade storage bag has a storage space of nearly a thousand square meters, which is similar to a small warehouse.

Glanced at the items in the storage bag, picked out a jade slip, and quickly read the contents inside.

"Dig a grave and bury this senior."

Bai Zichen put down the jade slip thoughtfully, and dug a square hole on the ground with a black bamboo sword.

Cai Heng and Lu Song carefully dragged the monk's remains into the pit, and covered it with two layers of gravel and soil.

Everything in the other passages in the cave was normal. With Luo Qi, who was still awake, they returned to the ground smoothly.

When the sun shines on their bodies again, Cai Heng and others seem to have passed away.

In the abandoned cave for several hours, I walked around the edge of life and death.

Luo Qi was seriously injured and unconscious, Cai Heng disused a defensive magic weapon, his whole body was injured, Xun Shuang overdrawn his mana to activate the family magic weapon, and injured the original source, even with the help of medicine and stone, it would take a year and a half to recover .

It was Lu Song, who could be considered to have retreated unscathed.

But the harvest is equally rich.

Sixteen spider legs, at least 320 points of sect contribution.

Each point of sect contribution is worth at least one spirit stone, and it can be exchanged for many resources that the outside world does not have.

For the four handyman disciples, such an income can be called an astronomical figure.

"I have other arrangements, so I won't go back to the clan with you."

Bai Zichen is quite satisfied with Cai Heng and the others. Their cultivation level is not high, but they have some cultivation value.

have already helped, and also donated extra spider legs, and simply sent the Buddha to the west.

"When submitting tasks in the General Affairs Hall, you can report my name, and the deacon in the hall will not embarrass you."

A few handyman disciples completed the mission of the popular sect, and brought back the mutated Grimace Jade Spider limbs of the first-order peak, which will definitely be envied by others.

Even the disciples of Shuwutang, there will be people who find fault with them, lower the price, or doubt whether their tasks are completed through normal channels.

According to what Su Lie said, there has been news spread in the sect recently, saying that Bai Zichen has advanced to the late stage of Qi refining, and I don't know where the news came from.

But anyway, it was much easier for Su Lie and Peng Jinhu to find someone to handle affairs, and they obviously felt the closeness of all parties.

Like Peng Jinhu went to the general affairs hall to collect daily necessities last month, and the deacon in the hall had a conversation with him in person.

He has a kind attitude and states that if there is any trouble, you can find him.

So Bai Zichen believes that with his face, Shuwutang will definitely give the green light.

"Thank you for your care, Senior Brother Bai. Although our cultivation base is low, I hope to do my best for Senior Brother."

Cai Heng and Xun Shuang looked at each other and bowed to thank each other.

Such a powerful, promising, moral, and generous inner disciple, if he didn't join him earlier, after two years he would become a true disciple, there would be no room for them.

Bai Zichen waved his hand, and his body turned into a sword light, which instantly became a small dot and disappeared from sight.

"Junior Brother Lu, from now on we should get close and close."

Cai Heng took Lu Song's arm and said enthusiastically.

"Da Liguo, Tianlizong... seems to be separated from Liang Guo by several countries, thousands of miles apart, and Tianlizong has never been heard of."

While flying with his sword, Bai Zichen was thinking about the contents of the jade slip he got from the monk's remains.

The owner of the corpse, Meng Zhaode, was a monk in the mid-stage of foundation establishment. He was born in the Tianli Sect of Dali Kingdom.

Specifically, without mentioning much, it mainly talked about his life and why he sat here.

According to what Meng Zhaode said, Tianli Sect is a great sect of Yuanying, and Yuanying Zhenjun has been sitting in it for generations.

He himself built a foundation at fifty years, and he had to practice for a Jiazi before he could achieve a mid-stage foundation. The road is difficult.

In order to seek an opportunity, he took on the secret mission of the sect with rich rewards, and spent several years reaching the Montenegro Mountains.

Unexpectedly, only a few months after entering the mountain, he ran into a Kui Niu demon king, broke two spiritual weapons, and fled with a seriously injured body.

Barely hiding in this abandoned cave, he found that the medicine stone for his injury was ineffective, and Meng Zhaode's heart was directly broken by the blow of Kui Niu Demon King.

Before sitting down, hold your last breath and enter this information into the jade slip.

"I will give some things outside of my body to my fellow Taoists later, and I just ask my fellow Taoists to kill the demon king for me in order to avenge this!"

"Hate the world and be stingy, hate the way is hard to find!"

"I really want to step over and see the scene after the alchemy!"

After a hundred years, Bai Zichen can still clearly feel the deep unwillingness and strong heart of Taoism of this senior Meng Zhaode at the end of the jade slip.

At the last moment of his life, Meng Zhaode did not regret that he came to Montenegro and suffered this disaster.

"The Kui Niu Demon King of Qingniu Valley... If I have a day to form an alchemy, I will fulfill your wish for you and kill this beast!"

Bai Zichen heaved a long sigh, even the foundation-building cultivator of Yuanying Dazong had to fight for that chance with his life.

Building the foundation is the beginning of real practice, this sentence is not wrong.

Of course Bai Zichen knew about the one-horned Kui Niu in Qingniu Valley, one of the potential targets of Qingfengmen's land reclamation war.

If the Zongmen set the goal of opening up wasteland there, Meng Zhaode's revenge would be easy.

If not, it will be too late to wait another hundred years.

The lifespan of monsters is longer than that of human beings, and the third-rank demon king is said to have a thousand years of lifespan. According to the records in Qingfengmen, the kui ox demon king is only about 500 years old, and he is in his prime.

(end of this chapter)

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