After glancing at the two stone doors on either side, he decided to explore them first to see what was inside.
He walked to the left stone door, waved his hand, and a gust of wind slammed into it, causing it to burst open with a loud crash. After waiting for a moment and seeing nothing unusual happen, Zhang Ling stepped inside.
The interior was quite elegant, with a red carpet on the floor and a screen carved with flowers and birds in front of him. Behind the screen was a bedroom, which looked like a young woman's boudoir.
After scanning it several times, Zhang Ling shook his head and retreated. There was nothing of value inside the stone room. He then entered the stone room on the right, which was more than twice the size of the one on the left, and was immediately greeted by a scene of utter mess.
Rows of redwood shelves blocked his view, but Zhang Ling was delighted to see this. These shelves were filled with items, including rows of books and册, yellowed ancient bamboo scrolls, and a large number of dried herbs piled in a corner.
This was likely the treasure room of the ancient cultivator who had lived here before.
Zhang Ling waved his hand and picked up a book to read. After flipping through a few pages, he put it directly into his storage bag, then picked up another book and glanced at it.
After checking several books in a row, Zhang Ling smiled wryly.
Most of the books contained cultivation methods, but they were basically common and lacked any special techniques or secrets.
Then he began to check the other items.
He first noticed a row of jade bottles and jars on the shelves, covered with a layer of white light and well-sealed, suggesting that some elixirs might still be preserved.
He activated a sword incantation, and two sword lights flashed, easily slicing through the light barrier. Three or four jade bottles were immediately drawn into his hand. He opened them all with a series of 'pu pu pu' sounds, and a medicinal fragrance filled the air.
There were indeed elixirs inside, and Zhang Ling was delighted as he carefully identified them.
After a moment, he revealed a strange expression, and after checking all the elixirs, his brow furrowed even more.
At this moment, he held a golden elixir in his hand. Zhang Ling didn't recognize what kind of elixir it was, but judging from the emitted medicinal power, it was at least a rare third-grade spiritual pill.
However, a layer of gray spiritual light, a layer of turbid energy, was floating on the elixir. The other elixirs were the same, all covered with a layer of turbid energy.
No one would take this kind of elixir containing turbid energy.
Generally, no one would refine this kind of elixir either. Although Zhang Ling had never seen it elsewhere, many books mentioned it.
Since ancient times, after the formation of the Flowing Cloud Sea, turbid energy spread. Both demons and humans were harmed by the turbid energy, and research on turbid energy was conducted almost every moment, and some people even used turbid energy to refine elixirs.
Turbid energy can corrode the mind and is harmful to cultivators, but after all, it is also a kind of mixed spiritual energy and can indeed be integrated into elixirs.
However, taking this kind of elixir mixed with turbid energy will affect the mind and even turn a person with a sound mind into a wild beast.
This is common knowledge in the Flowing Cloud Sea, so how could anyone refine elixirs with turbid energy, and even refine so many third-grade elixirs?
You should know that third-grade elixirs are basically rare elixirs that cultivators above the Golden Core stage would take, and one of them can be exchanged for a lot of spirit stones.
There were dozens of bottles of such elixirs on the shelves, totaling about a hundred pills. This was a complete waste of resources.
Zhang Ling thought for a moment and came up with a possibility. Could it be that the cultivator who lived here before was a alchemist researching turbid energy? If it was really an alchemist researching turbid energy, it could indeed withstand these consumptions.
Even in today's cultivation world, there are still many cultivators researching turbid energy, but most of them have no effect.
Then he began to check the other items in the stone room.
A quarter of an hour later, he took away all the items on the shelves. Apart from these elixirs refined with turbid energy, there were not many items of value.
The spiritual herbs and medicines piled next to them had long been withered and shriveled, and they would shatter into powder with a pinch. Although some medicinal power still remained, they were of little use.
Zhang Ling was too lazy to collect them and walked directly to a corner of the wall. There was an open space with a few prayer mats and a square table in front of it. On the table were several scattered jade slips and an ancient alchemy furnace.
The alchemy furnace was generally scarlet red with many spiritual patterns engraved on it. After a glance, he discovered that it was a magic weapon.
Zhang Ling picked up the alchemy furnace and stroked it a few times. It felt hot to the touch, and then his eyes lit up. It was an alchemy furnace made of crimson flame stone, which could increase the success rate of alchemy. It was a top-notch alchemy furnace.
The alchemy furnace he usually used for alchemy was not as good as this one, but the next moment, he noticed something was wrong.
This is the fourth level of Tianyuan, which is close to the center, so how could a magic weapon be left here?
If it was an ancient treasure, it would not be surprising, but this alchemy furnace was obviously a magic weapon refined with current refining techniques. It was definitely not something left over from ancient times.
Even if someone had arrived here before, they would not have left such a rare alchemy furnace behind, so there was only one possibility. In the past thousands of years, a cultivator had lived here.
Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Ling felt that he might be right, but the turbid energy here was strong, although the turbid energy on this fourth level was thin now. But this phenomenon will not last too long.
From what he knew about this Tianyuan, turbid energy often erupts here, otherwise the several huge spiritual veins here would have been occupied by those big forces long ago. Why would they be left until now?
Once the turbid energy erupts, even if you wear a Tianxin stone, it will be quickly consumed, and even Nascent Soul cultivators would not dare to stay in the erupting turbid energy for too long.
The cultivator who dares to live here is definitely not an ordinary person.
However, this was just his guess. Zhang Ling smiled and stopped thinking about it. With a flip of his hand, he put away the Supreme Alchemy Furnace. He had gained another top-notch alchemy furnace for nothing.
At the same time, he checked the several jade slips on the table with his divine sense. They contained alchemy insights.
After looking at them roughly, he found that, as he had imagined, these alchemy insights were different from ordinary alchemy insights. They mostly recorded research on turbid energy.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but smile and put these away as well. He planned to leave the stone room and study the ice coffin. Before leaving, he scanned it again to prevent anything from being missed.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he stared at an ancient painting hanging on the wall.
Originally, Zhang Ling didn't care about this kind of decorative thing, thinking it was just an ordinary object. However, there were no decorative items on the side walls, and only this lonely ancient painting hung on the wall behind the table, which seemed a bit abrupt.
This room seemed to be used for researching alchemy, and hanging an ancient painting was very strange.
He stared at the painting.
It was a landscape painting, depicting continuous mountain peaks, with golden light flashing on one of the peaks, and a huge palace hidden in the clouds. Several cranes spread their wings and flew high, looking quite ethereal.
Ancient paintings depicting immortal mountains and fairylands like this are very common. Many elegant cultivators decorate their caves with these objects.
He released his divine sense to explore the ancient painting, but there was no spiritual power on it, but when his eyes fell on it, it gave people a feeling of not wanting to leave.
Zhang Ling's eyes were subtle. With his current strength, he actually had this feeling, then this ancient painting was definitely not an ordinary decoration.
This ancient painting can actually attract his attention, it is definitely not an ordinary decoration.
Zhang Ling's mind moved, and he released a wisp of divine sense to cover it, wanting to carefully explore it. However, as soon as his divine sense touched the ancient painting, it was directly absorbed into it.
He was startled and quickly cut off his divine sense. Then he grinned.
There are not many treasures in the cultivation world that can devour divine sense, and this ancient painting is not controlled by anyone, so it can devour divine pond, then it is definitely a treasure.
After Zhang Ling pondered for a moment, he released his divine sense again. He wanted to see what was so special about this ancient painting.
As soon as his divine sense fell on the painting, this time he did not cut off his divine sense, and he felt that part of his consciousness was absorbed into it. Appeared in a vast white space.
This is a cloud space, shrouded in mist everywhere. Suddenly, the surrounding mist quickly flowed and transformed into a mountain forest. Lush grass and trees under your feet, and flowers of various colors sway with the breeze, as if you can smell bursts of floral fragrance. There are also chirping sounds from the branches of the trees next to it, and several birds are playing on it.
He seemed to be really in a mountain forest, and there were several continuous mountains in the distance. Even the sky above his head was transformed very realistically, and from time to time he could see several birds passing by.
This is an illusion!
Although he was in this space, Zhang Ling was very awake, but this ancient painting could actually transform such a realistic illusion, which surprised him. If it can only transform these illusions, it doesn't seem to be of much use.
Then his consciousness walked in this mountain forest, to see if this ancient painting has any other uses.
Along the way, Zhang Ling also saw many animals. These animals were also very realistic, and from time to time he could see realistic animals. There are grouse and hares. There are also flying insects and butterflies.
But as soon as he approached these insects and beasts, they all ran away. He even saw a tiger preying on a goat.
Zhang Ling was conscious and knew that this was an illusion, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the illusion in this painting was so realistic.
Consciousness is in this space, and the speed of movement is very fast. Basically, as long as you move your mind, you can cross a large area. After a while, he appeared on a small mountain top.
Zhang Ling stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, there were continuous mountain peaks everywhere, and these mountain peaks were higher and taller the farther away they were. On the top of the mountain stood a huge bluestone, with a few silver rays of light flashing on it.
His divine sense moved slightly, and he arrived under the boulder. Looking up, the flashing place was engraved with two ancient characters, and after a few glances, he recognized them. These are the two words 'refining God'.
"Refining God"
Zhang Ling silently recited these two words in his heart. The next moment, he felt the illusionary space vibrate.
The originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and a large cloud of dark clouds pressed towards the small mountain where he was standing.
Between the rolling clouds, it turned into a hurricane and fell on the top of the mountain, and then transformed into a red fairy crane about ten feet in size.
This sudden change made Zhang Ling feel tense, but he did not withdraw his divine sense. He planned to fight this illusionary fairy crane to see if he could find any special use.
The fairy crane croaked at this time, and with a flick of its wings, it spewed out a pillar of flame.
Zhang Ling's mind moved, and his body dodged the flame attack. The fairy crane seemed unwilling to give up, and continued to spew out countless flames. For a time, the top of the mountain was filled with flames, and he was trapped in the heavy flames, unable to escape for a while.
At this moment, he found that the consciousness body was subject to certain restrictions. He wanted to control this part of his consciousness to fly away, but he could only move on the ground.
The spiritual power in the consciousness space of the painting cannot be transmitted in, so he can only resist with the power of divine sense.
Zhang Ling immediately condensed his divine sense and transformed three blue flying swords in front of him. The sword light flashed, and the three flying swords flew out, attacking the fairy crane.
The light on the flying sword was dim, which was transformed by the power of divine sense. It only imitated the form of the natal flying sword, and it was still the power of divine sense itself.
Then he shook his sleeves, and a yellow light flashed in front of him, and a large piece of Tianxing sand appeared, which was also transformed.
After a round of attacks, the fairy crane was really injured a lot, and its breath dropped a lot.
Zhang Ling's mind moved slightly, and he transformed three flying swords again, instantly recombining into a huge sword light, with a soft sound of 'chi la', the sword light slashed out quickly. Directly chopped off the head of the fairy crane.
After the fairy crane was beheaded, it also transformed into a cloud of mist again, and quickly dissipated. Suddenly, a golden light flashed in it, and a gray light came to his eyes and melted into his divine sense.
Zhang Ling was stunned and quickly sensed it, and found that a technique appeared in his consciousness. "Nine Yuan Refining God Technique"
It is actually a refining secret technique.
The so-called refining God is to exercise the cultivator's consciousness and soul, and the simplest increase is the cultivator's divine sense power. This aspect of exercise is the most difficult.
He has a refining technique in his hand, which he obtained when he first entered the cultivation world, but that nameless refining technique is a defective product, with only two layers.
He had already completed the cultivation, but there were still a few secret techniques on it, like the soul-breaking beads he condensed, and the soul-breaking sound launched by the power of divine sense, which were all secret techniques recorded above. Although it is a fragment, Zhang Ling often practices it.
There are not many refining techniques like this. Except for some big forces that have collections, basically other places cannot be found. He has only seen one or two refining techniques in the Wanfa Building of Wanxiang City, but they are all fragments.
It is said that the refining technique is a secret technique passed down from the upper realm. It consumes a lot of mind to practice, and some refining techniques have a great burden on their own souls and are easy to get into madness.
His current divine sense is much stronger than ordinary Golden Core late-stage powerhouses. In addition to practicing the nameless refining technique in his hand, the main reason is that the soul-nourishing wood he wears has played a role in nourishing his soul all year round.
Unexpectedly, in such a weird ancient painting, there would be a refining technique hidden.
