Chapter 5: The tortoise may live long, but it still has its end

South of Qingling Island, there is abundant water vapor and a swamp.

Han Tianming came very fast, using his spiritual energy, and using his toes to gain leverage on the shallow water surface, he could walk dozens of feet at a time!

He soon approached a depression, the surrounding terrain was slightly higher than it, and the middle was like a basin.

Han Tianming stopped, shook his body, found a hidden place, looked down from a high place, and carefully explored.

It turned out that this place was the habitat of the one-horned black turtle.

"Still in the center?"

Han Tianming frowned slightly, and the white dot on the map was right in the center of this depression.

This inevitably made him slightly distressed. If he continued to go deeper, he was afraid that he would inevitably run into the old turtle.

Although there was no sound in this depression at this time, Han Tianming still did not dare to be careless.

Turtle monsters are naturally quiet and do not like to move, and they sleep most of the time.

"Strange, how come I can't detect any breath at all?"

The moonlight was cold, and Han Tianming frowned slightly.

This depression was not very big, and a first-class one-horned black turtle lived in it. Logically, its breath could not be hidden at all.

In the past, when the Han family came here, they could directly feel the evil spirit.

Besides, it didn't need to hide, and there should be no natural enemies on this island.

However, at this moment, Han Tianming couldn't even feel the other party's breath.

He hesitated for a moment, but still got up and walked carefully into the depression.

This depression was full of water vapor, and the water from the surrounding swamps gathered here, but it didn't form a lake.

There were many large and small pits on the ground, which were already filled with water.

The closer he walked to the center, the more Han Tianming could feel a faint spiritual energy.

This was definitely not a movement that a monster could make. Han Tianming was suspicious and alert to the surroundings.

But until he really arrived at the center of the depression, he didn't find any danger, but a pool of clear water attracted his attention.

A clear spring gathered in a small pool, flashing with crystal light under the moonlight.

A faint spiritual energy overflowed from the water, like rising mist.

"Spiritual spring?"

Han Tianming was overjoyed, and at the same time, the white light on the treasure map in his mind disappeared.

The spiritual spring in front of him was the end of this journey.

Spiritual springs are different from spiritual veins. Although they can also provide spiritual energy, they are relatively limited.

Spiritual veins nourish a piece of land, and the whole Qingling Island can feel its spiritual energy.

But spiritual springs are not the same. The spring flow is limited. If it is used to supply practice, I am afraid that the monks will need to sit cross-legged beside the spiritual spring.

Therefore, it is more suitable for irrigating spiritual fields and planting spiritual objects.

Of course, some aquatic animals can also be raised in spiritual springs.

Seeing this first-level middle-grade spiritual spring in front of him, the first thing that came to Han Tianming's mind was the jade spirit fruit tree in his yard.

But he soon gave up this idea. At this time, everything should be people-oriented.

Although the Jade Spirit Fruit is good, it is only for human use.

Since the spiritual spring can be regarded as a miniature spiritual vein, when the spiritual vein dries up in the future, the Han family cultivators can come to this depression and use the spiritual spring to practice.

"It's a pity that the scale is too small and the grade is not high. It can only accommodate three or four Qi Refiners."

Han Tianming sighed as he looked at the glittering spiritual spring.

"With the spiritual vein and the spiritual spring in one, it's no wonder that the old turtle can reach the first-class extreme."

The spiritual vein of Qingling Island is only the first-class upper grade. In essence, it can only support the cultivation of cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining and below.

The old turtle probably soaked in this spiritual spring every day to reach the first-class extreme.

"Could it be that the old turtle left Qingling Island to find a place with high-level spiritual veins and broke through to the second level?"

Han Tianming guessed, and his footsteps were unconsciously tripped by something.

Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly walked into a patch of water grass, and a tortoise shell was lying quietly at his feet.

The tortoise shell was dark black, and in the dark night, it was not eye-catching, but Han Tianming seemed to still be able to sense a strong demonic aura from it.

Looking at the dark tortoise shell as big as a millstone, Han Tianming could not help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

How easy is it to practice?

He murmured: "So, although the divine tortoise is long-lived, it will eventually die and disappear?"

All things are born in the world, and they are all competing in this world.

But sad or sad, life must go on.

Han Tianming stepped forward and turned over the tortoise shell. The carapace rolled to one side, and on the belly carapace, there was a demon pill, which was dark and unclear.

It was like a pearl covered with dust, and not even a trace of breath could be transmitted.

Upon closer inspection, the demon pill was even covered with cracks.

"Yes, the impact on the second-level demon beast failed."

Han Tianming roughly understood the reason why the one-horned black tortoise died.

Originally, as a turtle, it could live for another 10 to 20 years, but when it really reached the last 10 to 20 years, it could only wait to die.

Therefore, this one-horned black turtle chose to attack the second-level monster beast when its physical condition was still good.

Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

The flesh and blood dried up and broke, leaving only the solid turtle shell and a nearly broken monster pill.

"How could it succeed?"

Han Tianming shook his head. The grade of the spirit vein restricted its growth.

Even if it was a first-level upper-grade spirit vein, plus a first-level middle-grade spirit spring, the spiritual energy that could be absorbed was very limited.

It was not enough to support the practice of a second-level monster beast.

"It can be said that the drying up of the spirit vein is also due to your contribution, old turtle."

Han Tianming smiled bitterly, but the other party had already fallen.

He put away the demon pill and the tortoise shell, and found that under the plastron, a dark black egg was lying quietly.

There was also a dark black horn next to it, like a natural dagger, flashing a sharp light.

"Do you hope that the person who takes your horn can raise your child?"

The horn lay horizontally on the side of the black egg, as if guarding it.

Han Tianming took the black egg and the horn in his hands, but he didn't know if the black egg still had life.

The black egg was a few points larger than the goose egg, as big as an adult's fist, and the pattern on the shell was exactly the same as the pattern on the black tortoise's carapace.

"I don't know how many years the one-horned black tortoise has been dead. This black egg has not yet cracked. I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Han Tianming said this, but he gently put the egg in his arms, inside his clothes.

At this time, I looked at the unicorn horn again. It was dimly glowing and extremely sharp. It was a natural weapon.

It was probably the hardest part of the black turtle.

If I use this unicorn horn to pierce the black armor, I wonder which one will be better?

Han Tianming shook his head hurriedly to dispel his damn curiosity.

Both the black armor and the unicorn horn are good materials and can be refined into good magic tools.

The value is not low. Han Tianming believes that he cannot afford to squander them. If any of them is damaged, he will be heartbroken.

"Isn't this unicorn horn considered a treasure on the treasure map?"

The moment he saw the spiritual spring, the white light spot dissipated directly. Obviously, the tortoise shell and the unicorn horn were not counted as treasures.

"Is it because of the transaction?"

Han Tianming touched his chest, which contained a black egg.

The tortoise shell and the unicorn horn were both paid by the black turtle to protect it.

Perhaps some things have been marked with a price in the dark...