The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 241 Brother Zhou, can you call me Ning'er from now on?
Following the fat elder, he entered the village meeting hall again.

Then he turned to a room at the back, took out the key, and opened it, revealing rows of shelves inside with various weapons placed on them.

After struggling to move the one in the back, a two-foot-square partition was revealed on the floor.

Open it to reveal a staircase leading down.

There is actually a secret room here.

The two of them walked in, but after only twenty steps, they suddenly became enlightened.

A hall four to five feet in size appeared in front of him.

There are wooden cabinets placed around the hall.

"The wooden cabinet in No. [-] stores the storage bags left by all the monks in our village, as well as various fine magical instruments and even magic weapons!"

The fat old man pointed to a cabinet facing the north, with the word "Yi Er" written on it.

Zhou Xun looked in the direction of his fingers and saw more than twenty storage bags and six or seven various magical weapons.

There is also a seal-like thing among them, which is particularly conspicuous.

Zhou Xun was [-]% sure that this was a magic weapon.

Zhou Xun took out ten Yinming beast crystals from his arms and said:

"I want these storage bags and that seal!"

The fat old man naturally had no objection. He only collected these things because of his status as a former immortal cultivator.

If it can be exchanged for something practical, I will naturally be willing to do so.

So both parties felt very satisfied with this transaction.

In Zhou Xun's opinion, most of the twenty-odd storage bags belong to foundation-building monks, and there may only be a few one or two that belong to pill-forming monks.

However, it cannot be measured purely based on the value of the storage bag.

Because the owner of the storage bag may come from different cultivation areas in the human world.

Therefore, these storage bags are likely to contain knowledge about immortality that Luan Xinghai and Tiannan do not have. This is what Zhou Xun is interested in.

Moreover, the ten Yinming Beast Crystals only account for a small part of the total number Zhou Xun possesses.

Use a piece of animal skin to wrap all the storage bags.

He left the meeting hall and walked towards his stone house.

Along the way, the villagers he met all showed reverence on their faces and bowed their hands to Zhou Xun.

Returning to the stone house, opening the door, the Purple Spirit Fairy was already inside.

After entering, Dafang sat next to the Purple Spirit Fairy. Because of the experience of hunting Yin beasts for several months, the relationship between the two became closer.

"Brother Zhou seems to have gained a lot!" Zi Ling said with a smile.

Zhou Xun nodded and unfolded the animal skin bag, revealing more than 20 storage bags inside!

"Pick five at random!" Zhou Xun pointed at these storage bags.

"Then I won't be polite. If I take away the Yuanying monk's storage bag, you will be in trouble!" The corners of Ziling Fairy's mouth curled up, looking charming and naive.

Zhou Xun had never seen her look like a little girl.

Then he happily picked, and before he knew it, his head had reached two inches in front of Zhou Xun.

He looked at the woman in front of him with her snow-white skin, which was like cream, and the faint fragrance in her nose.

Unconsciously, Zhou Xun's breathing became a little heavier.

The breath he exhaled hit Ziling Fairy's ears directly.

Fairy Zi Ling, at this time, also felt something strange about Zhou Xun, and hurriedly raised her head, just in time to meet Zhou Xun's straight gaze.

In an instant, the two of them could no longer take their eyes away.

After a sleepless night, only a pair of shadows on the wall swayed in the dim light of the candle. "Purple Spirit."

Before Zhou Xun could say anything, he was interrupted by the Purple Spirit Fairy.

"Brother Zhou, my surname is Wang, and my last name is Ning! Please call me Ning'er from now on!"

As he spoke, he showed his star-like eyes and hugged Zhou Xun's arm with a lazy expression.

Zhou Xun smiled and nodded, looked at the Purple Spirit Fairy with a doting look on his face, and said softly:

"Ning'er!"

Half a month later, after all preparations were completed, Zhou Xun took the Purple Spirit Fairy and rode the Fire Lin Beast on the journey to Storm Mountain.

They were fully prepared for this departure.

Flame stones to keep warm, clothes made from the furs of fire monsters, and enough food.

Storm Mountain is a giant sky-reaching mountain located in the northeastern corner of the Land of Netherworld. From a distance, only half of the mountainside can be seen, and the rest of it goes straight into the clouds, making it impossible to see clearly.

This mountain is completely composed of bare black stones, no vegetation can survive on the mountain, and from the height of more than a thousand feet, there has been a fierce wind of darkness on the mountain.

Once ordinary people step into it, they may be frozen into ice sculptures.

It took him and the Purple Spirit Fairy a full month to get to the foot of the Storm Mountain.

After killing dozens of high-level Yin beasts at the foot of the mountain, he obtained more than twenty fist-sized Yin beast crystals.

The cracks in the space on the top of the storm mountain open with certain regularity, and they usually only tear once every few months.

The next tear will be in just ten days, so their time is very tight.

At a height of more than a thousand feet, Zhou Xun and Zi Ling Fairy climbed up easily without spending much energy.

But after a thousand feet, a bitingly cold and gloomy wind began to appear on the mountain. As the altitude increased little by little, the wind began to become more violent.

At this time, the purple fairies all put on the fire-attributed monster leather clothes.At the same time, he took out a few more flame stones and held them in his arms for warmth, but just like that, his face still turned blue and his skin stung.

Fortunately, Zhou Xun's physical body was strong, so the wind of darkness had no effect on him.

On a huge rock near the top of Storm Mountain, Zhou Xun and Ziling Fairy stood on it, looking up at the sky.

Thousands of various Yin beasts with fleshy ribs and wings were circling and flying above the giant rock. The big ones were as big as five or six feet, and the small ones were about the size of a foot, but all of them were ferocious in appearance and extremely ferocious.

Above their heads, there are thousands of various Yin beasts with ribs and wings, hovering and flying, of different sizes, but each one is extremely ferocious.

Zhou Xun only has three spears, so he can no longer use the throwing method.

He could only hold the iron spear in his hand, and when the flying Yin beasts rushed down, he struck one at a time, smashing all of them into pieces of flesh and shattering their skulls.

For several days, Zhou Xun spent his time killing flying Yin beasts.

Fortunately, although there are many Yin beasts in this group, they are not strong. The largest ones are only similar to level three monsters.

If it weren't for Zhou Xun's inability to fly, he would have killed all these Yin beasts long ago.

However, in the past few days, Zhou Xun has harvested hundreds of Yin beast crystals from these flying Yin beasts.

On this day, a sound suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, and a silver giant ape more than ten feet tall ran towards the top of the mountain.

There were two figures following behind them.

Zhou Xun looked carefully,

"Han Li!"

It was him.

"Brother Zhou!" Han Liye was particularly happy to meet Zhou Xun on the top of the mountain.

After staying together for three or four days

Hundreds of feet away from the top of the mountain, a space crack of more than ten feet suddenly appeared, and a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured in. Their magical powers were instantly restored, and several people immediately flew out with great joy.

(End of this chapter)