The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Seeing Gu Changhuan like this, Gu Changyu and others couldn't help laughing secretly.

After successfully killing the three Mahayana monks from the Bone Clan, Gu Changhuan was obviously in a good mood, always looking so relaxed.

Just like now, Gu Changhuan is roaming freely in the treasure house of Chenggu Mountain to evaluate the treasures with the formation disk found in the Nan Gu storage ring. He can't be too lazy.

The treasure house of Chenggu Mountain is naturally very large, and there is more than one treasure house in the main site of Chenggu Mountain. However, although the area of ​​the treasure house where Gu Changhuan and the others are currently is not the largest, the quality of the high-level spiritual objects in it is... Wait a minute.

Even Gu Changhuan saw several different Demon Ancestor masks placed in the restriction.

I don’t know if Nangu and the others refined it themselves or bought it somewhere.

Gu Changhuan held a Demon Ancestor Mask and thought that he could also refine a few Demon Ancestor Masks. Although he could not use it himself, there were so many fusion monks in the Gu family. Refining Demon Ancestor Masks for their self-defense would be enough to give them more A killer trump card.

Moreover, the Demon Ancestor Mask is different from any attack talisman. It is not an indiscriminate attack in a wide range, and is more suitable as a trump card.

Judging from Gu Changhuan's skill in refining weapons, it is not difficult to refine Demon Ancestor Masks. He also has the materials, so he should be able to refine three or four Demon Ancestor Masks, right?

Gu Changhuan thought so and put away the folding fan.

On the other side, Hua Wu, Shen Yefeihan and others were also looking around.

But it's just to see something new, after all, they don't lack anything.

Therefore, the five people in this group wandered around the treasure house for a long time, and there were not many treasures missing in the treasure house. The five of them together only took a quarter.

The ones they took were not magic treasures or elixirs, but mostly weird ones that they were interested in each other.

"There's nothing interesting to see in this treasure house, so let's go to the Scripture Library Pavilion!"

Gu Changyu said this, but Shen Ye suddenly said:

"Compared with these, I am more interested in the Holy Spring of the Bone Clan.

I don’t know what kind of special spiritual spring it is. Our human race has such a large territory, but there is no similar spiritual spring. "

After hearing this, everyone suddenly remembered, yes!

The Bone Clan also has a Netherworld Spring!

The group of people looked at each other, and finally they hit it off and decided to go and see what the Netherworld Spring was all about.

Even Gu Changhuan was in high spirits.

After all, although he had seen the phantom of Netherworld Spring on the Immortal Map, he had never seen it with his own eyes, so he could not see more of its charm.

I saw him folding the folding fan and saying:

"The Netherworld Spring happens to be not far from the treasure house here. With our escape speed, we can reach it in half a quarter of an hour."

Half a quarter of an hour later...

Everyone came to a place that was protected by layers of formations.

Looking at the dazzling formations in front of them, everyone couldn't help but sigh again at the foundation of Chenggu Mountain. The formation guarding this Netherworld Spring turned out to be a ninth-level formation.

Then the eyes of Gu Changyu and others focused on Gu Changhuan. Gu Changhuan smiled slightly, stepped forward, and took out another token with his backhand.

After Gu Changhuan injected his true energy into the token, the token made a crisp sound like the dislocation of bones.

"Fortunately, junior brother has the token and formation disk of that guy Nan Gu, otherwise we would have spent a lot of effort along the way."

Hua Wu said this as he looked at the gradually dispersing formation restrictions.

Feihan grinned.

This sound is really uncomfortable.

As the layers of restrictions dissipated, extremely rich spiritual energy rushed towards his face in an instant.

Even a Mahayana monk like Gu Changhuan couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Along with the pure spiritual energy came a bone-chilling chill.

Ordinary severe cold and hot summers are naturally not something that can be done to immortal cultivators, not to mention that the five people present are all Mahayana monks. The spiritual spring that can make several people feel the bone-chilling chill is naturally not a common thing.

Thinking like this, everyone became more curious about the Netherworld Spring.

After exploring with his spiritual consciousness, he saw a quiet lake on the top of the mountain, with cold fog lingering on the surface of the lake and foggy fog on the edge of the lake;

The huge lake is like a round mirror, and the tall dark green pine weeping willows around the lake are like carefully carved decorations.

Just taking a look at such a scenery makes people feel refreshed and open-minded.

Seeing this scenery, everyone remained silent for a while, for fear of breaking the silence.

After a few people flew to the lake on the top of the mountain, everyone finally saw the whole picture of the Netherworld Spring with their own eyes.

However, after seeing the entire lake clearly, Feihan couldn't help but curse,

“It’s really evil!

Don't they know how to set up a formation to cover it up? "

Hua Wu and others also frowned.

The reason why everyone reacted like this was for no other reason than that at the bottom of such a deserted and fairy-like lake, there were densely packed skeletons laying on the bottom of the lake, making the entire bottom of the lake white.

Although it has long been known that Netherworld Spring can create new Bone Race monks by decomposing the orphans of Bone Race monks, everyone still felt uncomfortable when they saw this scene with their own eyes.

Even the feeling of discomfort brought by the dense white bones is stronger than the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Gu Changhuan, who had already seen this scene before, looked pretty good. He looked at the skeletons at the bottom of the lake, picked one up at random, and looked thoughtful. After a while, he said something that everyone had not expected. If

"Tell me, if I throw human bones into the bottom of this lake, will it have any effect?"

Gu Changyu and others were shocked.

"this······"

Everyone was speechless.

The existence of the Netherworld Spring was too special. They had never heard of such a spiritual spring, and it was not easy to speculate rashly.

Fei Han pondered for a while,

"Although it is quite bold, it is okay to try.

But before that, at least the skeletons of these Bone Clan monks should be collected, and then the Netherworld Spring should be emptied for a hundred years.

Otherwise, if a human monk is really found to be a mixed-blood, it will be too difficult."

Gu Changhuan nodded and smiled,

"This is a good suggestion."

The other half, Gu Changyu, fell on the lake and reached his hand into the lake water, apparently wanting to identify whether this Netherworld Spring was a spiritual spring they were familiar with.

If this was the case, they could be regarded as discovering a new use for the spiritual spring.

After reaching his hand into the lake water, Gu Changyu felt a bone-piercing chill spreading from his fingers to his spine. He frowned, withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, and took out a tube of spring water and poured it into the lake.

At this moment, a surprising scene happened.

The spring water poured into the lake did not merge with the lake water, but instantly condensed into ice after being immersed in the water!

"It's really interesting."

Hua Wu said so when he saw this, and then flicked his fingertips, and a ball of fire the size of an egg condensed instantly and sank into the lake.

This ball of fire contained very little spiritual energy, which was about the level that a cultivator in the foundation-building period could display.