Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 755: Unexpected wealth, blessings and misfortunes (please subscribe, please collect)
  When Tong Siqi left, he did not move forward with all his strength like Sun Mingsheng. He did not care about the leakage of his own aura. He could not say that he did it deliberately, hoping that one day he could successfully attract other third-level monsters to show up. This is a typical example of using himself as bait. .

This kind of behavior is not too common in the world of cultivation, but it is not too rare either, but everyone uses their own obviously superior strength as a bargaining chip.

If one does not have sufficient self-confidence in one's own strength, this is the way to death. In all likelihood, one will become the blood food in the belly of a third-level monster in the boundless sea, becoming the nutrients that nourish its growth. , until it turns into a piece of feces hidden somewhere in the boundless sea, the endless darkness of the sea.

Tong Siqi's departure was based on the full operation of the method of condensing his own aura. He compared the sea chart to find a relatively safe passage to minimize the attention of possible monsters.

"Blessings lie on the back of misfortunes, misfortunes lie on the back of blessings, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and no one can tell the truth from the false."

Half a day later, Sun Mingsheng appeared on an ordinary island without any spiritual power escaping. He opened the jade box again, observed the Sanshui Spirit Flower and said with a sigh.

At first, he followed the guidance of the sea chart to search for traces of the Milia deer but found nothing. However, he accidentally participated in a conflict between monks and obtained the precious elixir Sanshui Linghua.

Of course, Sun Mingsheng would never forget the trophies from the ugly dwarf monk's storage bag. This must also be a valuable harvest.

From the conversation between the three people, there is a rough guess about their origins, that is, they are all casual cultivators working hard in the world of cultivation.

Compared with sect monks and family monks, although these casual cultivators have no worries, they also do not have real and sufficient trust in a certain person of the same sect.

If family monks or sect monks go to a dangerous place to explore, they will naturally carry some commonly used magic weapons, etc., but they will also store some of the spiritual objects in the family and sect caves in case of emergencies. .

Casual cultivators are the complete opposite. Due to their hard work in the world of cultivation in the past, almost all spiritual objects are often stored in storage bags and carried with them to avoid the prying eyes of other cultivators in the cave. The treasures accumulated through hard work become useful tools for others to practice.

Since this dwarf monk is most likely a casual cultivator, the income from his storage bag is destined to be unusual, and Sun Mingsheng is naturally happy to see it.

"Open, edict"

With the death of the owner, the mark on the seal of the storage bag gradually weakened. With enough pure magic power, the last ray of spiritual power attached to it disappeared in just a stick of incense. .

The moment the storage bag was opened, debris all over the sky came crashing down. As a storage bag for a middle-stage Golden Elixir monk, there was no doubt about its size.

When everything returned to calm, a bunch of small peaks about [-] feet high composed of spiritual objects of different grades and types appeared in front of Sun Mingsheng.

"There is actually a first-level high-grade magic weapon? A large number of first- and second-level spiritual materials occupy the main area. I can't bear to deal with any of the spiritual objects. Isn't it possible, or is it just a Pixiu that can only go in and out?"

Sun Mingsheng looked at the numerous and complete spiritual objects in front of him, but their own value was extremely limited, with a wry smile on his face.

In this huge garbage heap, only a few among the few can catch Sun Mingsheng's eyes. Most of them are suitable for the cultivation stage of Qi refining stage and foundation building stage.

No third-level magic weapon has been found, and no third-level elixir has been found. The only bottle of third-level low-grade elixir is used to treat external injuries.

On the contrary, among the large number of first- and second-order spiritual objects, many are quite rare existences in the world of Song Dynasty cultivation, and can be used to make up for the needs of the family. If these spiritual objects are used properly, it is impossible to cultivate three or five foundation-building monks for the family. It can be regarded as a moderate fortune, but it is quite useless for Sun Mingsheng himself.

"Fortunately, there is still a piece of third-grade middle-grade meteorite iron essence. This time it can be regarded as a gain."

After a while of rummaging, I finally selected the third-level spiritual objects and put them into my bag. Only a piece of meteorite iron was of some use.

Meteorites basically come from large and small spheres that fall from the sky. After being purified at high temperatures, the spiritual objects contained in them are all high-quality main materials that can be used to refine magic weapons.

This piece of extraterrestrial iron essence is only the size of a palm, but its weight is more than a thousand kilograms. The mass and density of it can be imagined.

Naturally, Sun Mingsheng would not waste any of the remaining first- and second-level spiritual objects. He put them into another storage bag and put them into the treasure house for the younger monks to use when they returned to the family in the future. .

In fact, not only Sun Mingsheng, but also the other two golden elixir monks in the family, Sun Mingzeng and Sun Caiwu, also made the same choice. When they encountered some low-level spiritual objects during their training and travels, they would also choose to bring them back to the family.

After all, if a family wants to develop and grow for a long time and continue from generation to generation, it relies on the orderly growth and inheritance of generations of family monks. It is impossible to rely solely on one powerful monk.

There has never been a truly invincible being in the world of cultivation. Even the monks at the top of the spiritual transformation stage may fall after encountering danger.

If a sect or family only relies on the support of one strong man, once the monk encounters something unexpected, the entire family or sect will completely decline.

Sun Mingsheng himself is only at the fifth level of the Golden Core, which is far from being able to support the development and growth of a family. Therefore, he will never give up whenever he has the opportunity.

Far away in the depths of the boundless sea and bordering the core area, under the vast sea, when Sun Mingsheng was opening the dwarf monk's storage bag and sorting it out, a fish monster the size of a small mountain suddenly opened. Opening his eyes, bloodthirsty lights flashed continuously.

"Hululu, hululu. Hululu."

This huge monster kept making strange noises from its huge mouth, and it obviously had an endless hatred for the dwarf monk.

The huge demonic beast gently swung its tail fin, and with the help of the water flow, it turned into a flexible stream of light and went straight into the distance.

Since this unknown monster can live at the junction of the outer edge of the boundless sea area and the core area, its strength is naturally outstanding. It is at least the best among the third-order high-grade, and has excellent ancient blood inheritance. Otherwise, There is no way to gain a foothold here.

After all, the world of monsters is particularly realistic and cruel. All status and resources are based on real strength.

Sun Mingsheng, who was far away in the outer area of ​​​​the boundless sea, never expected to attract its attention in such an inexplicable way.

(End of this chapter)