Chapter 1,141 The core inheritance of Wulong Palace
After some negotiation, they reached a consensus and each sent a foundation-building monk to open the restriction, and the obtained items were divided into three parts.
The Wang family sent Wang Xianju, and the Sanxiu Alliance and the Golden Blade Sect each sent one person.
The three of them used their magic weapons to attack the restriction at the same time. The restriction had existed for who knows how many years, and its power was running low. Not long after, the restriction was broken, and a hole several feet wide appeared in front of them.
Wang Xianbin released a puppy puppet beast and rushed into the cave. There was nothing abnormal.
The cave is no more than a hundred feet wide. There is a humanoid skeleton on the ground wearing a torn blue robe, sitting cross-legged. The humanoid left arm is missing, and the bones at the heart are broken.
Wang Xianjun analyzed that the owner of the cave was seriously injured during his lifetime and sought a place to heal his injuries. Unexpectedly, he died from his injuries.
There is a cyan storage bag tied around the skeleton's waist. Few people in the world of immortality use storage bags anymore, and they all use storage beads instead. The owner of the cave is definitely not an immortal cultivator of this era.
The puppy puppet beast rushed to the skeleton, bit the storage bag, and pulled it gently. The skeleton turned into a pile of white bones, scattered on the ground, and splashed a large amount of dust.
They checked the cave carefully and found nothing else, so they left together.
Back outside, in front of everyone, Wang Xianbin grabbed the cyan storage bag and shook the bag mouth down. After a green glow passed by, a lot of things appeared on the ground, including monster materials, weapon refining materials, and jade slips. , Fu Zhuan.
They checked carefully and found that the elixirs and elixirs could no longer be used. This was also normal. The containers used to store the elixirs were all ordinary containers. After so many years, the aura of the elixirs and elixirs had long since dissipated.
The spiritual light of the magic weapon is dim, the surface is rusty, and it cannot be used.
They checked all the jade slips and found that the owner of the cave was a foundation-building monk named Long Yaotian. He was seriously injured and died. However, he left a map. According to his explanation, there is the inheritance of the Five Dragon Palace in the secret realm.
The Five Dragons Palace was dominant for a time and occupied most of the islands in the Five Dragons Sea Area. After the Five Dragons Palace was destroyed, most of the inheritance was taken away by the big forces. However, before the destruction of the Five Dragons Palace, the core inheritance was placed in the Five Dragons Secret Realm. Only the Five Dragons Palace The core disciples of Dragon Palace know this secret, and the outside world does not know this secret at all.
Long Yaotian's ancestor was the core disciple of the Five Dragon Palace. By chance, he entered the secret realm, hoping to obtain the inheritance of the Five Dragon Palace. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and was teleported to the monster's lair. He managed to escape from the siege by luck, but was seriously injured. And died.
"The core inheritance of Wulong Palace!"
The eyes of Wang Jiyu and others became hot. During the heyday of the Five Dragon Palace, there were as many as ten Nascent Soul monks, and the entire sea area was renamed the Five Dragon Sea Area. After the destruction of the Five Dragon Palace, the inheritance was divided up by various major forces. Unexpectedly, the Five Dragon Palace Dragon Palace places its core inheritance in the Five Dragons Secret Realm.
This is really a windfall! If you can get the core inheritance of Wulong Palace, it will definitely be a great achievement to bring it out.
"The core inheritance of the Five Dragon Palace is in the Five Dragon Secret Realm. All Taoists are interested! I suggest that we work together to get the treasure, how about it?"
Sun Rongrong smiled lightly and looked at Ouyang Mingyue and the young man in black.
Ouyang Mingyue is a child of the Ouyang Family Sword Hall. She is proficient in the art of sword control, and with the help of a set of puppet beasts, she has extraordinary strength. Regardless of the small number of people in the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, their strength is not weak. The leader of the young man in black is named Hu Biao. A physical practitioner.
No one knows what is in the location of the core inheritance. The best option is to cooperate in treasure hunting. Even if you have to fight to the death, you must see the treasure first. Before that, uniting and cooperating can improve the survival rate.
"We have no objection, but there is a saying at the beginning. If you continue to play tricks, there will be no choice but to fight to the death."
Wang Xianju and the other five communicated through voice messages, agreed, and gave a reminder.
Sun Rongrong and Hu Biao agreed. Before seeing the core inheritance of Wulong Palace, the alliance was relatively stable.
After reaching an agreement, Wang Jiyu and other thirteen people divided into three teams and walked side by side. No one dared to let others walk behind them for fear of being attacked.
Not long after, the thirteen of them disappeared into the dense forest.
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In a certain dark forest, Lu Jiaojiao and Liu Wuya were walking slowly forward, their faces full of wariness.
After the war, the number of monsters dropped sharply, and the income from hunting monsters also decreased. For their livelihood and future, they joined the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
There are many factions within the Sanxiu Alliance. For a better future, they seek refuge under the command of Qingyue Sanren. The master of Qingyue Sanren is Nascent Soul cultivator.
The Loose Cultivators Alliance sent people into the secret realm to hunt for treasures. Each faction wanted to send a few more people, and they were so noisy that the three Nascent Soul cultivators finally made the decision and selected twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators through competition. Lu Jiaojiao was a sword cultivator. Liu Wuya is a sword cultivator, and they were successfully selected without using the talisman, the prototype of the talisman, or the third-level talisman.
They have been in the secret realm for a few days and have picked up a lot of elixirs. Unfortunately, the years are generally three to four hundred years, and they have not yet obtained elixirs that are five hundred years old.
Suddenly, a huge roar came from the front,
"Someone is fighting in front! Go over and take a look."
Liu Wuya and Lu Jiaojiao calmed down and walked cautiously toward the source of the roar.
Less than half an hour later, they stopped and hid behind a bush. Looking along their gazes, they saw a group of monks fighting fiercely in front of them. There were three corpses scattered on the ground, and one corpse. There is a blue lotus embroidered on the clothes.
Ten second-level puppet beasts of different shapes surrounded the seven foundation-building monks. Opposite them, the four of Wang Youwei stood next to each other, with a thick golden light curtain covering their bodies. Their eyes were gloomy, and their faces were filled with gloomy expressions. murderous look.
The seven foundation-building monks were covered by an earth-yellow light curtain, and each of them looked very ugly. Regardless of their numerical superiority, they were no match at all.
In the distance, Lu Jiaojiao and Liu Wuya frowned slightly.
"It's actually him!"
They recognized Wang Youwei. Last time, Wang Youwei paid double the price for the weapon refining materials they wanted to buy. Because Wang Youwei was a descendant of the Qinglian Immortal Couple, they were deeply impressed by Wang Youwei.
There are seven foundation-building monks, two casual cultivators, and five Golden Sword Sects. Not far away, there is a lake several acres in size. Several crystal-clear light blue lotus flowers are floating on the water. Threads appear above the blue lotus flowers. The silky water vapor is quite extraordinary.
Two huge black crocodiles fell by the lake, their heads severed.
"Xuan Shui Lian, it's almost a thousand years old, no wonder they are fighting."
Liu Wuya suddenly realized that he belonged to the Sanxiu Alliance, but he did not want to wade into this muddy water.
After all, they joined the Rogue Cultivator Alliance halfway and didn't have much sense of belonging. No matter how good the elixir was, they had to live to enjoy it.
