Starry Sky Professional

"Beheaded another second-level monster..."

In the dense forest, there was silence all around.

The demonic aura and screams before death of a second-level monster were enough to clear the area.

And this level of fluctuation obviously cannot attract third-order monsters.

Fang Xing stepped on the corpse of the four-armed Vajra Ape and wiped the blood stains on the sword body with the opponent's golden hair that was as bright as flames.

Immediately, the dissection of the monster began again.

"I hope my guess is right... But even if I am wrong, I can still get the materials for a second-level monster, and also gain the experience of a sparring partner and life-or-death battle. It is not a loss..."

He skillfully disemboweled the monster ape and cut open a huge stomach pouch.

A sour smell assaulted his nostrils. Fortunately, Fang Xing had already controlled the nano-protective suit to form a gas mask.

At this time, he looked into the stomach pouch and found that there were still many undigested ores.

These ores emit spiritual light one by one, the big ones are as big as a palm, and the small ones are like dragon eyes, they all look very extraordinary.

"They should all be second-level ores...which can sell a lot of spiritual stones. Does this demon monkey like to eat ores to temper his body? No wonder the defense is so strong!"

Fang Xing searched again and found that there was still some undigested monster meat, and couldn't help but think deeply:

"The death of Master Jiedan is like a whale falling... His body is rich in spiritual energy, even a drop of blood... Therefore, it will definitely provoke nearby monsters to devour him."

"Then these monsters will either advance or be eaten by other more powerful monsters..."

"There is only this second-level ape left nearby. It should be a 'Gu King'-like existence. It should have all the good things in it..."

He rummaged around again, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

A golden phoenix hairpin with a strange shape fell into Fang Xing's hands.

Although it is just a small hairpin, it is extremely heavy. The phoenix on it has blood-red eyes, vivid and ready to fly.

"This feeling is more amazing than any other spiritual weapon... It is indeed the magic weapon of the alchemy monk! Even in the stomach of a monster beast that can digest second-level ore, it is still as smooth as new..."

Fang Xing secretly guessed that it might take tens or even hundreds of years before this phoenix hairpin magic weapon could be gradually digested by the ape, thereby improving its defense to a higher level.

When the time comes, it may not be possible for him to break through the defense.

‘No, martial arts is not an immortal way, and progress can be said to be rapid... One hundred years from now, will I still care about a little monster? Even if the opponent has a quasi-third-level or even third-level body refining? ’

He played with the magic weapon Feng Chai again and tested it with his spiritual powers.

However...it's like a mud cow sinking into the sea.

In the end, I had no choice but to admit that this thing was valuable, but it was only worth selling the materials. I immediately prepared to put it in the storage bag, and then continued to decompose the second-level monster.

As for the storage bag of Master Jiedan? Obviously not here.

It is very likely that it was swallowed by the third-order dragon.

The third level monster is comparable to the real person Jiedan!

Even more terrifying is the third-level dragon, which must have extraordinary blood, at least equivalent to a true elixir or even a golden elixir monk!

It is definitely not something Fang Xing can do now.

"Um?"

He was putting his spiritual power into his storage bag when his expression suddenly changed!

Inside the storage bag, the 'Ten Thousand Laws' began to shine slightly again, and even... continued to grow stronger!

"impossible!"

Fang Xing's expression changed slightly: "It's still far away from the last limit distance! Could it be that... the sensing distance of this thing keeps changing?"

"Or... the object it sensed is nearby? Did the three pill collectors bring it out of the secret realm?"

He looked solemn and immediately began to review:

‘If these Ten Thousand Laws are sensing something in the secret realm, then it is most likely to be brought out... But why is it near here? ’

'Unless...it was the female Jiedan master who knew that he was bound to die, and threw it out in a secret way before his death. He didn't want to take advantage of Jiaolong and the Jiedan who sneaked up on her? It's amazing...even the surveillance camera didn't notice her little moves...'

'Of course, it is also possible that the Ten Thousand Laws are broken, or the sensing range has changed... This is easy to test. You only need to move towards the Five Scorpion Valley... and then observe its reaction. ’

Setting up variables and experiments is something that every Blue Star student can do.

If you think of it, do it!

Fang Xing walked a little faster, and while running towards the Five Scorpions Valley, he monitored the movements of all the weapons in the storage bag.

Soon, the light above the token gradually became fainter...

He stopped and said, "Very good... It seems that these three Dan-Jie masters are quite capable, and they actually brought out a valuable treasure..."

"But...is this treasure really destined for me? Can I really be a fisherman?"

"Even if I find it, will the immortal cultivator's treasure be useful to me?"

"How much risk am I willing to take for this unknown treasure?"

Fang Xing kept questioning his own heart, and then made a plan...

…

After a while.

A little bird drone flew out of the jungle with the Ten Thousand Law attached to its claws.

Fang Xing grabbed the suitcase and stared at the monitoring screen with almost unblinking eyes.

"To the left... it's shifted... the light is getting stronger... the direction is right..."

After a few minutes.

This simulated bird rested on the branch of an ordinary ancient tree, and the ten thousand talons on its talons were simply wrapped in a ball of light.

The layer of light was unusually thick, making it seem like there were countless runes flowing densely on top of the black iron token.

Tuk Tuk!

Tuk Tuk!

This simulated drone looks like a woodpecker, using its sharp beak to peck open the bark of a tree, and then pulls out a bronze ring.

This bronze ring looks like a ring, with a few simple scratches on it.

The bird waited for a moment, but there was nothing unusual about the bronze ring.

Half an hour later, the drone bird grabbed the bronze ring and flew into the sky.

…

A wilderness.

Fang Xing looked at the drone falling in the sky with a strange expression on his face.

"A ring?"

"Look at the shape...could it be another magic weapon?"

The person who can make Master Jiedan carefully hide it is obviously not an ordinary person.

It is very likely that it is a rare treasure in the secret realm!

"There's actually no danger..."

Fang Xing wore silver gloves on his hands and grabbed the bronze ring.

On the ring, those simple carvings remained motionless.

The Wanfa next to it is still shining brightly and looks very extraordinary.

"It seems that Wanfa is not only a secret realm pass token...it also seems to correspond to this ring? Huh? This feeling?"

Fang Xing's heart moved, and his spiritual power spread out and landed on the bronze ring.

A hazy space immediately emerged, at least ten cubic meters in size!

"It is indeed a storage magic weapon!"

"And the spiritual imprint is so strong... The pill-forming female cultivator has been dead for a long time, but she is still so powerful?"

"Fortunately, I am no longer the person I was before."

The shadow of a dragon vaguely appeared around Fang Xing, and the roar of a tiger and the sound of a dragon-elephant suddenly sounded, carrying an iron-blooded murderous intent.

The artistic conception of the dragon, the artistic conception of the crouching tiger, the artistic conception of the dragon elephant, and the military killing fist!

The power of the four artistic conceptions, along with the spiritual power, instantly poured into the bronze ring.

A few hours later, the spiritual imprint inside the ring finally collapsed, exposing all the space in it to Fang Xing!

"So big!"

Fang Xing's mental power swept through him, and he couldn't help but sigh.

This bronze storage ring has a large internal space.

The capacity of his two storage bags is about one cubic meter.

But this storage ring has ten cubic meters!

If the space is ten times larger, the price may not be as simple as ten times, but a hundred or a thousand times!

What surprised him was that there were no spiritual stones, elixirs, or magic weapons inside the bronze ring...

It was empty, except for two items!

Following Fang Xing's thought, boom!

A white jade coffin appeared out of thin air and landed heavily on the ground.

This coffin had a cold air and seemed quite heavy.

Next to the coffin is a bronze tripod with three legs and two ears.

This tripod has a simple shape and has complex inscriptions on it, but most of them are unclear.

"There is only one coffin and one cauldron?"

When he stepped forward to take a look, he found that the coffin had no lid and there was a person lying inside.

This man was wearing a black ancient robe. He should be pretty handsome, but his facial features could not be seen clearly because there was a talisman attached to his forehead, covering most of his face!

This talisman is half a foot long and three inches wide. It is completely black. Only the red runes drawn by the cinnabar talisman pen on it are shining brightly.

The lines on it are so fine and detailed that they are even more complex and precise than the second-order 'Bing Fire God Thunder Talisman' collected by Fang Xing, and the aura is deeper and more terrifying, just like the deep sea.

"Could it be...a third-level talisman? This sticks on the forehead, giving people a bad feeling...it's not a refined corpse, right?"

"Is this talisman a third-level 'corpse-suppressing talisman'? It suppressed a third-level corpse demon?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fang Xing's mental power swept across the corpse, but he felt that the corpse was probably not very strong.

"hehe……"

He stretched out his palm as if to reveal the talisman, but then he took it back.

"What do I think? What do Master Jiedan think of me?"

"I am so stupid that I took the initiative to take it off..."

Fang Xing had watched too many ghost movies in his previous life, and was speechless about the kind of protagonist who always tried to commit suicide despite being warned.

As the saying goes, listen to others and eat enough.

Before he can dominate his life, it is better to take less risks.

So Fang Xing immediately ignored the white jade coffin and looked at the bronze tripod.

This bronze tripod is half a man tall, with thick legs and simple ears. The inscriptions on the surface are vague and have an air of vicissitudes of life.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, magical artifacts such as towers, tripods, and mirrors are often the best in their class due to the difficulty of making them. They may even come with some weird magical powers and abilities..."

Fang Xing is not a novice in cultivating immortals, but he still understands this common sense.

At this time, he carefully observed the cauldron and suddenly made another discovery: "This cauldron... seems to be the source of all the changes in laws?"