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Chapter 62 Cleaning
Wang Lian didn't even bother to pack Liao Feng's storage bags and ran to the hill behind him.

Wang Lian rushed to the hill and found that the surface of the mountain was hit by the thin sharp weapon and a shallow pit was created. There was an extremely terrifying murderous aura remaining in the shallow pit.

"It's just that the murderous aura on that sharp weapon is tainted, but it turns out to be so terrifying."

Wang Lian stretched out his hand to touch the bottom of the shallow pit, and vaguely seemed to see countless heavenly soldiers and generals killing each other, which was extremely tragic.

This brutal killing energy invaded directly into Wang Lian's brain, as if to erode Wang Lian's consciousness and turn Wang Lian into a muddle-headed killing machine.

"Fortunately, it's just the remaining murderous aura." Wang Lian shook his head happily, getting rid of the vague erosion in his mind.

Then, Wang Lian noticed that there was a slender gap at the bottom of the shallow pit, which was left when the sharp weapon as thin as a cicada's wings cut into the depths of the mountain.

Wang Lian dug from this slender gap, dug a small tunnel in the mountain, and finally found the thin weapon deep in the mountain.

"What a powerful murderous aura!"

The sharp weapon was a black book page, with extremely strong murderous intent on it, as if it had been buried in the ancient battlefield for endless years.

Wang Lian wanted to reach out for the black page, but when his hand came close to the black paper, he felt pain in his palm, and there was a tendency to be hurt by the black page.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really amazing." Wang Lian was surprised.

Because Wang Lian has been taking high-grade spiritual rice for a long time, his physical body is stronger than that of monks who are also at the eighth level of Qi training, but it is still not enough to read in front of the pages of this black book.

Therefore, Wang Lian had to use his spiritual power to wrap the black pages with rich spiritual power before he could hold it in his hand.

After Wang Lian picked up the black page, he could feel that the page could move like a magic weapon, and it was a murderous weapon.

After Wang Lian carefully looked at the black pages, he found that the pages were of the same format as the golden pages he had obtained before, and should have the same origin. There were some faint traces on them, like handwriting, but they were obscured by the black color and could not be read. clear.

Wang Lian's expression changed, and he tried to use more spiritual power to pour it into the black pages.

However, Wang Lian found that his behavior only made the black pages more murderous and more terrifying.

Wang Lian stopped pouring spiritual power, thought for a moment, put the black page into the void space, and then observed it carefully.

After placing the black pages into the void space, Wang Lian found that the murderous aura around the black pages was compressed to the extreme and could only exist on the surface of the black pages.

Wang Lian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and temporarily put aside the matter of the black pages and started cleaning the battlefield.

Soon, Wang Lian found five storage bags, dozens of low-grade magical artifacts of varying quality, and two medium-grade magical artifacts in Hefeng Village.

Wang Lian rummaged through the warehouse of Hefeng Village for a while and found that there were only some low-level ores and no Xuanjing Iron.

"Where has Xuan Jing Tie gone?"

Wang Lian looked at the warehouse of the poor Hefeng Village and vaguely noticed something was wrong.

In Wang Lian's opinion, since Hefeng Village is the base camp of pirate cultivators, it should have a lot of treasures.

But now the treasures in the warehouse of Hefeng Village are not even comparable to the net worth of an ordinary seventh-level Qi practitioner.

In the end, Wang Lian searched through the warehouse and the storage bags of Liao Feng and others, and finally found two elixirs, Ice Spirit Grass and Green Wood Vine.

Wang Lian has heard of these two elixirs. As long as they are old enough, some foundation-building monks can use them.

In addition to these, there were also some ordinary elixirs and spiritual stones, which were also put away by Wang Lian.

Wang Lian glanced at Hefeng Village, burned it all with fire, and then left quickly.After Wang Lian returned to the mine, he had some doubts in his heart. He felt that something was wrong here, but he couldn't tell what the problem was.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Wang Lian decided to report the matter here to the sect.

Of course, Wang Lian only reported Xu Song's death in battle to the sect. As for the Hefeng Mountain Stronghold, he didn't mention a word, as if he had never been there.

"I will go back immediately after someone from the sect comes to hand over the matter." Wang Lian decided to give up this part of the plan to get the Xuanjing Iron.

Originally, Wang Lian wanted to go out and complete a fixed task for the sect, and then find Xuan Jing Tie and go back to upgrade the Xuan Iron Shield.

It's just that what happened to Hefeng Village made Wang Lian feel something was wrong. He always felt that there was someone behind Hefeng Village, so he thought it was better to take the next step.

Although Wang Lian was a little reluctant to give up the opportunity to find Xuan Jing Tie this time, he also knew that the love war might have more serious consequences.

Therefore, Wang Lian decisively chose to leave.

Wang Lian went to the mine to check again, wanting to see if there was any new Xuanjing Iron output.

Although Wang Lian knew that the output of Xuanjing Iron in this mine was not high and it was impossible for him to dig out new Xuanjing Iron in just a few days, he still had some expectations.

After Wang Lian confirmed that the miners had not excavated new black iron, he returned to his residence without interest.

At nightfall, Wang Lian closed the door, hid in the void space, and studied the black pages.

Perhaps due to the suppression of the ethereal space, the murderous aura around the black pages was compressed to the extreme and only appeared on the surface of the pages.

Wang Lian thought for a while, scooped out a little bit of the spiritual liquid of the Enlightenment Flower, and then dripped it on the surface of the black page.

Tick ​​tock!

The spiritual liquid dripped on the surface of the black page, and then disappeared quickly. Then a trace of black energy appeared on the surface of the black page, and then the black energy was quickly annihilated, as if it had been wiped away by the ethereal space.

Because of this drop of spiritual liquid, the color of the black page that was hit by the drop fell off a bit.

Wang Lian also used this to see clearly that there were indeed some writings recorded on the black pages, but they were obscured by the black.

When Wang Lian saw the effect, he enthusiastically dropped a few drops of Enlightenment Flower Spiritual Liquid on the black pages.

However, after these few drops of Enlightenment Flower Spiritual Liquid went down, the black page showed no reaction.

Wang Lian didn't believe in evil, so he added a few drops of Enlightenment Flower Spiritual Liquid again, and found that there was another slight effect, but it was minimal.

After Wang Lian experimented for a while, he was able to estimate that it would take a hundred or even a thousand years to clean the surface of the black book pages with the Enlightenment Flower Spiritual Liquid.

So Wang Lian changed his method again, dripping blood, burning with fire, chopping with knives, and chopping with axes, but all had no effect.

The black page remained motionless after Wang Lian's attempts.

Wang Lian put his hand on his chin, staring at the black page with one big eye and one small eye, and came to the conclusion that other spiritual liquids with better effects were needed.

And this black page is indeed made of the same material as the golden page he obtained before.

"Would you like to try burying it in black soil?"

Just when Wang Lian came up with a new way to try, Wang Lian suddenly sensed someone approaching his residence, and he was at the eighth level of Qi training!
Wang Lian's expression suddenly tightened. This might be the first time he had met a monk of the same realm since he started practicing.

(End of this chapter)