Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Under Jiang Han's gaze, the soil of the tomb was lifted, and a figure emerged from it. The clothes on his body were slightly rotten, but not too serious. Dirty soil covered his whole body.

She is a woman with a graceful figure.

At first glance, she looked like a living person. Her skin was as white as jade, without any trace of time. Even though her face was stained with dirt, she could vaguely see her stunningly beautiful face.

But she was indeed dead. Although her eyes were open, they were dull and lifeless.

It is different from Wu Yunxian's previous Wushen.

Her eyes truly had no sparkle at all. They were obviously different from those of a living person and had no luster at all.

It's just that the physical body is immortal and remains intact after endless years.

"Yuanjun!"

Wu Yunxian saluted the woman respectfully.

Yuanjun?

"Eight seven three" Jiang Han's heart moved slightly.

This woman's tomb is closest to the tomb of the leader of Tongtian, and she was respectfully called "Yuanjun" by Wu Yunxian. Could it be that the head of the female immortals - Our Lady of the Golden Spirit?

As far as he knows.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, also known as Dou Mu Yuanjun, is extremely powerful, second only to Daoist Endless Treasure, the senior brother of Tongtian Sect!

At this time.

One after another figures emerged from the surrounding graves. The clothes on each person's body had traces of decay, but their bodies were very plump, which aroused a little doubt in the river.

How did they die?

It's really strange that there aren't any scars on his body.

"Leader, please observe."

After waiting for all the Jie Cult disciples to walk out of the tomb, Wu Yunxian looked at Jiang Han and whispered: "When the Cult Master is finished, I will let them rest in their graves."

"good."

Jiang Han nodded.

Looking at the densely packed figures with empty eyes in front of him, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

These beings were all powerful from the ancient times, each more powerful than the last. Jiang Han glanced over, and lines of text information emerged in his mind, none of which showed his name.

"Senior Wu Yunxian, please tell me the titles of these seniors." Jiang Han said.

According to the leader of Tongtian Cult, if you want to observe these dead Jie Jiao disciples, you need to carve their names on the Jie Jiao stele with soul power, otherwise the martial souls formed by them will not be able to enter the Wuhun Tour Camp.

"good."

Wu Yunxian nodded.

He looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit who was the first to walk out of the tomb, and introduced: "This is the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, one of the four chief disciples of the teacher. After the Conferred God War, he was named the head of the stars.

Kan Gong Doumu, also known as Doumu Yuanjun. "

Hear the words.

Jiang Han confirmed his guess.

The Wuhun Jiejiao Monument appeared behind his head, and the four words "Golden Spirit Holy Mother" were engraved on it with the power of his soul.

next moment.

He looked at the body of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. Not long after, there was another martial spirit behind him. Then the door of Biyou Palace opened, and the Holy Spirit of the Golden Spirit walked slowly into it.

Next, Wu Yunxian looked at another woman and said: "This is the Mother Wudang, one of the four chief disciples of the teacher. She is also called Lishan Old Mother and Wusheng Old Mother."

Jiang Han carved the four words "Wu Dang Holy Mother" on the Jiejiao stele, and then the martial spirit appeared and also entered Biyou Palace.

"This is Zhao Gongming, one of the four elite outer sect disciples..."

"This is Fairy Yunxiao, and the one next to me is Fairy Qiongxiao..."

"This is Jin Guangxian..."

Wu Yunxian introduced them one by one.

Every time he said a name, the sadness on his face became more intense.

In the process, Jiang Han also noticed that some disciples of Jie Jiao were not among them, such as the Daoist Endless Treasure who later joined the Western religion and became the Tathagata Duobao, and Fairy Bixiao.

They are either still alive, or they are not qualified to enter this tomb forest.

Just like the long-eared Dingguang Immortal.

That guy is a traitor to the Jie Sect. During the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he stole the Six Soul Banners of the Master of Tongtian. Later, he took refuge in the Western Sect and was named the "Dingguang Huanxi Buddha". He practiced Huanxi Zen.

He was not included in the people introduced by Wu Yunxian just now.

I guess I am not qualified to enter this tomb forest.

With so many Jiejiao disciples, it is naturally not easy to observe and imitate. Although Jiang Han has systematic help, in the final analysis, he still relies on himself to observe and imitate. In addition, it requires a lot of soul power to carve words, which consumes a lot of money.

A full half day passed.

Jiang Han finally finished observing all the Jiejiao disciples who were buried here, and he was so tired that he felt listless and exhausted.

"All senior brothers, junior brothers, senior sisters, and junior sisters, please rest in peace!"

Wu Yunxian said loudly...

The words fell.

One corpse after another slowly got into their respective graves, and the soil automatically covered them.

"Let's go."

When all the Jiejiao disciples returned to the tomb, Yunxian sighed softly.

He looked depressed and walked back to the tomb.

Jiang Han forced himself to keep his spirits up and followed him.

If he hadn't practiced Scripture of Indestructibility, the Primordial Spirit would be so powerful that he probably wouldn't have been able to support such a large-scale observation. What's more, every person who observes would have to use his soul power to write his name on the Jiejiao monument!

Not long after.

Return to the tomb chamber.

Leader Tongtian glanced at him, stretched out his hand, and a wisp of mist of chaos sank into Jiang Han's eyebrows. Suddenly, all the fatigue disappeared, and his whole person became refreshed.

"Have you finished observing?"

"It's over."

Jiang Han nodded, then suddenly frowned and said, "Senior, I have a question."

"But it doesn't matter."

Leader Tongtian looked at him and said.

"Senior, according to you, my ultimate goal should be to transform the martial soul into the prehistoric world. So before that, will the martial souls I observed and practiced be of any use to me?"

"Of course it works."

Leader Tongtian smiled slightly, "Although the martial spirit has no self-awareness, it can be controlled by you. In your martial spirit, both I and my disciples can borrow power from you."

"Borrowing strength?"

Jiang 5.0 Han raised his eyebrows.

Borrowing the power of Jie Jiao Ten Thousand Immortals? It sounds quite interesting.

"With your soul power, you can borrow the power of martial soul."

Leader Tongtian explained carefully, "Use soul power to drive the martial spirit. Just like my apprentice Jin Ling, if you borrow her power, you can use it with the martial spirit Dragon Tiger Ruyi or the Four Elephant Tower to achieve extraordinary feats."

As he spoke, he solemnly warned: "However, this method consumes a lot of soul power. With your current cultivation level, you must not borrow my power! Otherwise, your soul power will be drained instantly. You may die from this." !”

"Before the Martial Venerable Realm, you can only borrow the power of martial arts spirits below the Seven Immortals. After becoming the Martial Venerable Realm, you can borrow the power of martial spirits above the Seven Immortals."

"As for me……………"

Leader Tongtian pondered for a moment and said slowly: "You will naturally know when you reach the level of cultivation."