I Can Track Everything

"These three masters of Taoism are so idle..."

Chen Chen held five falling star stones in his hand, feeling a little speechless in his heart.

In this swamp, you cannot use your spiritual consciousness and can only rely on your five senses. But the problem is that there are stardust particles everywhere and you can't see anything at all.

If it weren't for systematic guidance, he probably wouldn't have been able to reach the 10,000 meters below this swamp.

Chen Chen wanted to blow up the swamp directly, but he didn't dare. What if the star debris in the swamp spread out, and the outside world wouldn't be in chaos?

I'm afraid this is also the reason why this Jedi can exist to this day.

"System, where is the immortal's tomb?"

"Two meters below the host."

After hearing this answer, Chen Chen dived another two meters and finally stepped on the thick ground. Judging from the touch, it looked like a stone floor.

He didn't dare to step hard. If he stepped on it and crushed the stardust and poured into the tomb passage, destroying something precious, it would be more than worth the gain.

"System, is there the entrance to the immortal tomb nearby?"

"One meter to the left of the host."

After receiving the prompt from the system, Chen Chen changed his posture, put his head down, and then used all his strength to activate the protective aura. Only then did he bounce the surrounding stardust debris made of unknown materials a meter away.

Looking at the switch on the stone slab in front of him, Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the San Jue Dao Lord didn't set up any more formations, otherwise he would have had to go through a lot of troubles.

Turning on the switch on the stone slab, a small tunnel was revealed. At the same time, a large amount of stardust debris tried to pour into it, but it was blocked by a thin light curtain at the entrance of the tunnel.

Chen Chen touched the light curtain and found that his fingers could penetrate through it. He immediately got into the corridor without hesitation.

As soon as he entered, Chen Chen saw a monument on which a passage was written with the power of some special law. It was still shining brightly after so many years.

"I killed the immortal and was buried here - the Three Jue Dao Lord."

If ordinary monks saw this sentence, they would definitely not be able to help but feel admiration in their hearts, and their admiration would be as continuous as a surging river.

But Chen Chen, whether in his previous life or in this life, has seen too many sluts and crimes.

Sanjue Daojun may be the strongest among them in terms of strength, but in terms of appearance and level, he really doesn't rank high.

Write a sentence, erect a monument, and make it sparkly...

Too vulgar and too obvious! This is not as good as pretending.

Chen Chen shook his head, checked the material of the stele, and made sure that it was not a valuable treasure or a mechanism, and then walked deeper.

However, the so-called immortal's tomb was much simpler than he imagined. There were no complicated mechanisms and formations, and there were no extremely terrifying puppets. After just a dozen steps, Chen Chen arrived at the tomb.

There is a large stone platform in the tomb, with a pile of skeletons lying on it. There are many debris beside the skeleton, neatly arranged there.

Seeing the books among them, Chen Chen was overjoyed. He took two steps and arrived in front of the stone platform.

These sundries had been kept here for who knows how many years. Chen Chen did not dare to touch them rashly, for fear that they would be destroyed as soon as he touched them.

After hesitating for a while, he touched the clothes on the corpse. Seeing that the clothes were not completely broken, he touched the next thing. Finally, when he saw that nothing was damaged, he turned his attention to the two books. On books.

The book on the top is called "Naxian Jue", which seems to be a skill. This is what Chen Chen wants most urgently now.

Carefully taking the Naxian Jue in his hand, Chen Chen began to read through the Naxian Jue.

Just as he thought, this is a skill, which should be considered very common in the immortal world. It teaches how to incorporate immortal energy into the body and gradually improve one's cultivation level.

The more Chen Chen looked at it, the brighter his eyes became. With this secret book, the problem of how to cultivate his fairy body was completely solved!

"Immortal soldiers, mortal immortals, true immortals..."

Chen Chen talked to himself, with a thoughtful look on his face.

This technique mentioned three realm titles, namely Immortal Soldier, Mortal Immortal, and True Immortal. Based on the description of the realm in the technique, he deduced a lot of useful information.

Immortal monks may be born into the realm of Immortal Soldiers, but Immortal Soldiers are no better than Mahayana in the true spiritual world.

To be precise, he looks like an immortal pawn now, and his strength is comparable to that of a Tribulation-Ending monk.

If you become a mortal immortal, your strength will be on the same level as Mahayana.

As for true immortals, they are one level better than Mahayana monks.

If a strong person at the pinnacle of Mahayana successfully ascends to the immortal world, it won't take long for him to become a true immortal, and he is not considered to be at the bottom of the immortal world.

The immortal that Sanjue Daojun killed was probably an early-stage true immortal, and was killed by Sanjue Daojun with the help of his formation.

"No wonder Sanjue Daojun didn't treasure this technique..."

Chen Chen murmured while holding the Naxian Jue.

This Naxian Art introduces in detail the method of cultivating from an immortal to a true immortal. It is really useless for a strong man like Sanjue Daojun who is just one step away from becoming a true immortal and even has the strength to kill a true immortal.

In addition, Sanjue Daojun cannot get so much immortal energy for him to practice the immortal world skills.

But for Chen Chen, this was a great help.

His immortal spirit body was in the realm of immortal pawns when he was born. If he wanted to practice higher, the techniques of the true spirit world would not work at all. Only the techniques of the immortal world were of some use.

Although it is only the lowest level technique in the immortal world, if you really want to cultivate to the true immortal realm in the true spiritual world, as long as you don't offend all the powerful Mahayana masters, you should be able to sit back and relax.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen put away the Naxian Jue with a satisfied smile on his face.

Although he paid a lot of money and took a lot of risks on this trip, getting this Immortal Art was a huge gain for him.

After putting away the Immortal Art, Chen Chen looked at the second book, which introduced some simple immortal magic secrets.

Chen Chen watched it with great interest. He studied and tried it at the same time, and an hour passed before he knew it.

"The people above don't think I'm dead, do they?"

After coming back to his senses, Chen Chen felt a thump in his heart, quickly put away the book in his hand, and looked at several other relics.

Among them was a pair of gloves, which looked like an immortal weapon, but they were probably very ordinary, much worse than the Ten Thousand Spirits Cauldron.

Seeing that the gloves were still in good condition, Chen Chen put them on his hands without hesitation.

As for other damaged communication tokens, beaten protective magic weapons, etc... Chen Chen did not take them.

After all, he is a person with a bottom line and always wants to leave some thoughts for the deceased.

Finally, Chen Chen touched the bones of the corpse again. The spirit inside them was completely gone, and they seemed to have no use value. He immediately suppressed some bad thoughts.

"That's it, that's it. This trip has already been a big profit for me."

Chen Chen sighed, bowed deeply to the corpse, then used the system to confirm that there were no missing treasures, and then turned and walked out of the corridor.