Zhang Ling breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no attack coming. He scanned with his divine sense and found that he was already in a stone cave.
Behind him was a tightly closed square stone door, and in front of him was a stone cave similar to a hall. It was also square, with a space of about twenty zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length). The surrounding stone walls were smooth and covered with a faint white light, indicating the existence of a restriction.
There were only a few stone pillars around the stone cave, and no other decorations. However, on the right wall, there was an oval cyan stone embedded, about two zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) high and one zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) wide, looking like a stone door.
His divine sense was immediately bounced back when he scanned it. This cyan stone seemed to be some kind of spiritual ore that could isolate divine sense.
He slowly walked over, looking at the cyan stone. After taking a few more glances, Zhang Ling exclaimed softly, "Azure Fire Jade."
A yellow light flashed in his hand, and he shot out a wave of spiritual power that struck the stone. Within this cyan stone, tiny red lines appeared.
It turned out to be a whole piece of Azure Fire Jade, and it was not raw ore, but had already been refined once. Such a large piece is quite valuable.
This material can indeed isolate divine sense, but its main use is not to isolate divine sense, but to refine top-quality alchemy furnaces.
The alchemy furnace refined with Azure Fire Jade has a high adaptability to various flames, whether it is the cultivator's Dan Fire(丹火: Pill Fire), Infant Fire, or Earth Fire, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire, etc., can be well adapted. This greatly increases the success rate of alchemy.
In addition, Azure Fire Jade can also be used to refine fire-avoiding magical items. Previously, when he participated in the Nascent Soul trade fair in Tianmu City, an old monster of Nascent Soul took out a fire-avoiding shield made of Azure Fire Jade and directly exchanged it for more than one million spiritual stones.
If this whole piece of Azure Fire Jade in front of him is used to refine fire-avoiding magical items, it can refine at least seven or eight fire-avoiding magical items.
Who is so rich and generous to use such a whole piece of Azure Fire Jade as a door panel?
Zhang Ling became even more curious. He raised his hand again and grabbed it fiercely. With a loud rumble, he pulled the Azure Fire Stone out of the wall.
Sure enough, there was still space behind it. Divine sense probed into it and found that it seemed to be a stone room of several zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) in size.
Before Zhang Ling had time to see the situation inside clearly, he suddenly saw something dart out.
Caught off guard, he was directly knocked away by the thing, and the entire piece of Azure Fire Jade also crashed to the ground with a loud bang.
He was directly knocked into the other wall. Fortunately, he always had a spiritual power shield and the protection of the Yellow Sky Umbrella, so he was not injured.
Scanning with his divine sense, Zhang Ling saw that the thing that hit him was actually a small pig, about the size of a kitten.
What is this thing? He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The little pig grunted twice and then slammed over again.
Zhang Ling's face immediately darkened. He snorted coldly, raised his hand, and released a mass of Heavy Yuan Profound Light, shining on the little pig.
The little pig was directly pressed to the ground by the gravity. However, he saw that this guy grunted again, and a dazzling fire light rose from his body. It expanded two circles, emitted an amazing fire spiritual power, and directly turned into a flame pig. It broke free from the suppression of the Heavy Yuan Profound Light and slammed over again.
With a flick of his left hand, he threw out a section of black rattan, which instantly divided into twenty or thirty rattan sticks, densely wrapped in front of him, forming a rattan net.
The flame pig happened to crash into it and was immediately trapped. Then, he also took out the Four Directions Flag, and a cloud of gray mist emerged, covering the flame pig.
Just as Zhang Ling thought he had completely suppressed this thing, the flame pig screamed again, and a ball of cyan light spewed out from its mouth.
The cyan light turned into a miniature cyan pig and directly merged into its body. Suddenly, the flame pig turned into a two-colored cyan and red. Its size skyrocketed and turned into a giant beast three zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) high.
The rattan on its body was burned off by the flames on its body.
Zhang Ling was shocked in his heart. The rattan he threw out contained True Devil Qi and was extremely hard, but it was burned off so easily.
The movements in his hand naturally did not stop. He condensed several sets of sword techniques and commanded the flying sword to attack.
However, the flame pig flexibly shook and squeezed its body, broke through the gray mist of the Four Directions Flag forming the restriction, turned into a cyan and red light, and dodged the flying sword at an extremely fast speed. Then, it slammed over again.
Zhang Ling's face sank, and the Earth Yuan Gourd appeared in his hand. A large amount of Heavenly Star Sand flowed out and condensed into a sand wall in front of him. The flame pig crashed into it, and a loud noise came.
A large hole was dented in the sand wall, but fortunately, it had blocked this powerful blow.
With a thought, another large mass of Heavenly Star Sand flowed out. Under the urging of the magic, it condensed into two Earthly Fiend Earth Dragons and wrapped around the flame pig.
The flame pig struggled frantically, causing sand and stones to splash around. It was about to break free.
However, the splashing sand and stones turned into streams of quicksand, covering it layer by layer, directly trapping it in the sand ball.
There was a series of bangs inside, and it calmed down after a while.
The flame pig inside had been suppressed, its size expanding and contracting, and it had been suppressed to its original size.
Zhang Ling did not feel any life aura on this thing. It was not a monster beast. Could it be some special monster? As he was thinking, the suppressed flame pig inside flickered with cyan and red flames and turned into a fist-sized treasure pearl.
"Treasure transforming, this is a spiritual treasure." Zhang Ling's pupils shrank, and he quickly reached out his hand, inserted his arm directly into the sand ball, and took out the treasure pearl.
Holding the treasure pearl in his hand, it was still constantly shaking, wanting to fly away from his palm. This was a white treasure pearl, densely engraved with scarlet fire patterns and cyan fire patterns.
Two different colors of spiritual patterns intertwined, drawing a flame pig and a cyan pig running and playing inside the treasure pearl.
As soon as his divine sense touched the treasure pearl, the pearl trembled violently again, and the spiritual patterns on it turned into dense small characters.
These characters were cyan and red. At first glance, Zhang Ling felt very strange, but at second glance, he felt a little familiar. After another glance, he recognized them. These characters were actually the Earth Immortal Text that Lan Que had passed on to him before.
Could this treasure be a treasure from the spirit world?
Looking at the two little pigs inside this treasure pearl, they were full of spirituality, as if little pigs were sealed inside.
At first glance, the spiritual power fluctuations on it were not strong, but upon careful sensing, it emitted pure fire spiritual power and wind spiritual power. The two spiritual powers were peacefully transformed into each other, which was indeed much higher than ordinary magical treasures.
Zhang Ling immediately affirmed that this thing was indeed a spiritual treasure. Just now, this treasure transformed into a little pig without the control of a cultivator. This was an important characteristic of judging a spiritual treasure: the treasure autonomously transforms.
He couldn't help but reveal a look of great joy. At this time, he also roughly identified the Earth Immortal Text displayed on it. He had an understanding of this treasure.
The Earth Immortal Text displayed on the treasure pearl was the introduction of this treasure, as well as a special magic formula to drive this treasure.
The real name of this treasure is Red Pill Wind Fire Ball. It is a spiritual treasure containing wind and fire, and when this treasure was successfully refined, it also fused the essence of the Red Pill Beast, greatly increasing its spirituality.
Zhang Ling did not know what kind of monster beast the Red Pill Beast was, but looking at the two little pigs inside, it was obvious that the Red Pill Beast was a kind of pig-like monster beast.
Of course, it may not be a monster beast, but something else, like a pig monster.
But no matter what it was, Zhang Ling did not intend to split hairs at the moment and was still immersed in the joy of obtaining a spiritual treasure.
He did not expect to encounter an unowned spiritual treasure in this deep underground.
It would not be an exaggeration for him to laugh for three days. It could be said that he had walked into dog shit luck.
Zhang Ling stared at the Wind Fire Pearl in his hand with great love and reluctance. After watching it for a long time, he reluctantly spat out a mass of yellow essence and covered it on this treasure. He sealed this spiritual treasure first.
At the same time, he waved his hand and collected the thick Azure Fire Jade. Only then did he have time to look at the hole in the wall.
Divine sense probed into it, and inside was a stone room of several zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) in size. There were also no decorations, only a figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Seeing this figure, Zhang Ling tensed up, but he immediately felt that there was no trace of life on that person, and he was already dead.
He walked in, and the figure was a gray-haired old man with disheveled hair, wearing a tattered black and red Taoist robe, maintaining a sitting posture.
Scanning with his divine sense, Zhang Ling found that there was a hole in the back of this person's head, as if his head had been broken.
However, it was obviously not that simple. This person's body had not rotted and still looked like he was alive. Only his body was covered with dust.
Zhang Ling waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew past, blowing open the Taoist robe draped over the old man's body, revealing the corpse's face.
The old man's face was white and clean, with a ruddy complexion like a child's. Only a painful expression was revealed, and there was a crack in the center of his eyebrows, as if it had pierced his head.
This corpse had been here for an unknown amount of time and could still maintain its appearance before death. This person must have had a very high cultivation level before his death.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's eyes sank, and he noticed that the two arms hidden in the sleeves of the corpse had two dark copper rings on their wrists.
Reaching out his hand, he shot out a yellow light. He wanted to pull off these two copper rings and examine them carefully.
However, as soon as the spiritual power touched the two copper rings, the spiritual energy was instantly absorbed by the two copper rings. Could it be some kind of treasure again?
Zhang Ling was overjoyed, but before he could be happy, he heard two crisp cracking sounds. The two copper rings directly shattered into a pile of scrap metal.
Could it be that it was damaged because it was too old? The damage was too thorough.
Zhang Ling slandered in his heart, and then with another wave of his hand, a copper token flew out from the position of the corpse's waist.
This copper token was the size of a palm, with an ancient immortal character engraved on the front and the two characters "Human Race" written on the back. However, there were two deep marks on this token, as if they had been cut by a sharp weapon.
However, after divine sense invaded it, Zhang Ling still saw a piece of information. "Heavenly Cold Realm, Human Race cultivator, Ji Changming, late stage of Transformation God. Ancient Immortal Battlefield, Heavenly Cold Thirteenth Army, Green Underworld Guard."
There was some more text information behind it, but it was vague and unclear. It was unknown whether this token was destroyed, resulting in incomplete information.
This simple piece of information had a great impact on Zhang Ling. It seemed that this copper token was this old man's identity token.
Just now, when he saw the Earth Immortal Text displayed on the Wind Fire Ball, coupled with the special place he was in now, he speculated that the Wind Fire Ball was not a treasure of the human world.
Now this copper token confirmed this point even more. The Heavenly Cold Realm seemed to be the name of a realm. The Ancient Immortal Battlefield Green Underworld Guard seemed to be this person's identity.
He was shocked in his heart that this person was actually a cultivator in the late stage of Transformation God.
It's just that such a strong person, how could he die in this place? Looking at the injuries on the corpse's head, it was obvious that he was killed.
Zhang Ling carefully looked at this person's corpse again. Apart from this copper token, he did not find this person's storage bag or similar storage magic weapon.
Could it be that it was taken away by the enemy? But how could they leave the Wind Fire Pearl, this spiritual treasure?
This was a bit incomprehensible, and Zhang Ling thought about it.
But suddenly, with a loud rumble, the entire stone room shook.
Zhang Ling was shocked in his heart, and he quickly waved his hand to collect this corpse into the storage bag. Without stopping, he went outside.
The hall outside was also shaking violently. The layer of white spiritual light on the surrounding walls flickered a few times and directly shattered.
Then there was an even stronger vibration. The ground cracked, and pieces of rubble fell from the top of his head.
Zhang Ling's body flashed with yellow light, and he once again used the Earth Escape Technique to shuttle through the earth and stone. After a moment, he arrived outside.
The outside was also greatly changed. The surrounding, the top of his head, and all the places in front of him were constantly falling and collapsing earth and stone.
With a flash of white light, a thick, bright white fleshy whisker hit the stone wall not far away. That piece of stone wall was immediately blasted out with a large pit, and countless earth and stones collapsed.
The rumbling sound continued. This movement was caused by the shaking of countless white fleshy whiskers.
Zhang Ling was puzzled and quickly spread his divine sense power. Then he discovered that there was a deeper cave under his feet. In the depths, there was a white mist rising at an alarming speed.
Countless waving fleshy whiskers were stretched out from the white mist below. It seemed that something had happened.
Zhang Ling did not hesitate and directly accelerated his escape speed, flying towards the sky. Because as soon as his divine sense touched the white mist rising from below, it was swallowed.
At the same time, he also sensed a heart-stopping aura in the white mist.
No matter what it was, it must be very dangerous.
So it was better to leave this place first.
At the same time, in the gray space on the ground, the entire ground was shaking violently.
The ground in this space was full of vertical and horizontal ground cracks. As the ground shook, it became even more cracked.
At the same time, white light flashed occasionally in the ground cracks, and a white light-flashing fleshy whisker would rush out from the ground.
This movement naturally alarmed the people who had separated before.
The place where the ground vibrated the most was a sinkhole as wide as ten thousand zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length).
The earth and stones in the sinkhole collapsed, and the entire sinkhole instantly turned into a large piece of rubble.
A purple escape light rushed out from inside. It was actually High Priest Luo Ming.
More than a dozen thick white fleshy whiskers wrapped around High Priest Luo Ming.
While High Priest Luo Ming flew upwards, three blue flying knives surrounded his body, turning into a blue light and cutting off the entangled fleshy whiskers.
However, more fleshy whiskers grew out of the underground cracks.
It was not until he rose to a thousand zhang(丈: zhang, a unit of length) in the sky, close to the violent black wind in the high altitude, that he escaped the encirclement of those fleshy whiskers.
High Priest Luo Ming's face did not look much better. He stared nervously at those white tentacles, seemingly guarding against some danger.
