Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 277 Treasure Hunting Cash Crow

The Abyss of Buzhou without the light of the sun, moon and stars is very dark and a bit cold.

In the dense fern forest, there is no living thing, no wind and rain, it is very quiet, or silent, maybe dead silence is more accurate.

Chen Xian leaned on a smooth fern tree pole, looked ahead, thinking about what happened to him during the half day since he entered the Abyss of Buzhou.

Buzhou Zhiyuan was crushed by the incomparably heavy Buzhou Mountain, so naturally there would be no living creatures, but there should be many undead.It's just strange that Chen Xian didn't meet any of them, not to mention ghosts and wraiths, not even a zombie skeleton soldier, which is very strange.

If it is a long time, zombies become fossils after being frozen for a long time, bone soldiers decay into ashes, ghosts and resentful spirits turn into smoke, it makes sense, but Chen Xian always feels that something is wrong.

Holding the Xingshen Sword in his arms, Chen Xian thought hard for half an hour, and finally figured out what the problem was.

He ventured into the abyss of incompetence, not as he said, but to save other fellow Taoists. After all, he didn't have such a high level of consciousness. He came to hunt for treasure, and that's why he walked in the fern forest for a long time. He didn't find any treasures, except for tall fern trees, magic weapons, or elixir, he didn't see anything.

The most important thing is that Chen Xian found himself lost, or caught in a natural phantom formation, which had circled around him two or three times.

Maybe there are too many powerful creatures who died here, and there is something wrong with the aura here. The spiritual consciousness can only be separated from the body by ten feet, and it is almost the same with or without it.

"I don't even know how to get out. I really want to quit." Chen Xian knocked on the hilt of his sword, thinking that he was really fooled by Rouge this time.

Standing and looking into the distance, an ice flood dragon that was more than a foot long flew over, burrowed into his sleeve and disappeared.

"Twenty miles to the southeast, there are spiritual fluctuations deep in the ground." Thinking about the message brought by the ice dragon, Chen Xian rubbed his chin and decided to go and have a look.

Using the method of making light of oneself, after spending a cup of tea, Chen Xian came to the place where Bingjiao discovered the fluctuation of spiritual power.

The soil of Buzhou Zhiyuan was smashed by half of Buzhou Mountain. It is highly condensed and harder than diamond. There are countless flesh and blood mixed in it. There are spiritual fluctuations in the depths of the ground.He thought to himself that the ground was reinforced as if it had been reinforced with the magic of fingering the ground into steel, and the earth escape would not be able to go down.But it's hard to find one that can breathe, you have to see what it is.

He leaned down and put his hands on the ground. With a thought, real fire flowed out of his palms along the meridians, burning the diamond-hard ground into magma and then into ashes.

The real fire was blazing, but within a short time, a hole more than one foot in diameter and more than three feet deep was created.

Feeling that the fluctuation of spiritual power became stronger, Chen Xian put away the real fire and looked into the cave after knowing that he was almost close to the thing emitting the fluctuation of spiritual power.

There was a little starlight in Chen Xian's eyes, but he could only see the leopard in his eyes, and he saw nothing. He didn't know what it was because he didn't see the whole picture.

"choke--"

With a thought, the Xinghen sword came out of its sheath, turned into a purple ray, flew into the cave, and cut around the luminous thing.

After ten breaths, the Xingshen sword flew out of the hole, circled Chen Xian twice, and returned to the scabbard.

Chen Xian's right hand was clasped into a claw, during which the immortal essence turned into a silk thread, wrapped around the thing, then shrank, and lifted a stone pillar out of the hole.

The diameter of the stone pillar was about three inches, and it was more than three feet long. It looked like a short stick, and the spiritual energy fluctuations felt before emanated from it.

Chen Xian clenched his claws into a fist, and the fairy silk thread wrapped around the stone pillar was tightened in the middle.

"Bang!" The gravel cracked, revealing a rusty short gun with the tip pointing down.

Chen Xian thought to himself, when the mountain collapsed, the short spear might have been stuck on the ground, or on a corpse, and then it was smashed deep into the ground.

Chen Xian waved his hand, and the short spear fell into his hand. He felt that it was extremely heavy, no less than one hundred thousand catties, but considering the strange gravity here, the real weight of the short spear should only be more than one thousand catties.

"The prohibition destroys one-third of it, which is equivalent to a top-grade fairy weapon. Before I thought about it, the worst thing was an acquired magic weapon. It seems that the material is mainly star iron, mixed with a small amount of Geng gold. Damn, this can be refined into an acquired magic weapon. I'm afraid it has been refined for thousands of years." After looking it over, Chen Xian came to a conclusion that this short gun was made of rubbish materials, and it was only thanks to the owner's care and diligence that it became a high-end weapon.

Chen Xian turned the tip of the gun to the ground, then let go, and the short gun fell straight to the ground.

With a "poof", the tip of the half-foot-long spear sank into the ground.

"It's quite sharp, so put it away and reward it to your subordinates in the future!" With a thought in mind, Chen Xian sealed the short spear and put it into the storage ring.

Because the material of this short spear was mediocre, Chen Xian had no plans to incorporate it into the Starscar Sword, and it was not of high grade, and it was not suitable for him to use, so he decided to reward his subordinates.

In less than half a day, he harvested a top-grade fairy weapon, which was a good start, but Chen Xian's brows frowned even tighter.

Buzhouzhiyuan is a treasure land, but it is only in one place when you go around, and the treasures that can be scratched are limited. More importantly, if you can't get out, you will be trapped in one place, isn't it the same as being in prison?
"While collecting treasures, I'm looking for a way out of the phantom array. First find that woman Yanhen, she should know how to get out of here." Chen Xian pondered for a moment and then made a decision.

Anyway, it's the same no matter how you walk, so Chen Xian didn't plan to wander around. After releasing the ice dragon to explore the way, he took out a futon and sat cross-legged to meditate.

"Ah-"

I don't know how long time passed, Chen Xian, who was sitting quietly refining Qi, suddenly heard the cry of a frog, and at the same time found that the temperature between the sky and the earth had soared, as if there was a stove beside him.

With a "swipe", Chen Xian opened his eyes and looked up into the sky.

I saw an extra round of golden light in the sky, emitting infinite light and heat, and there seemed to be a big bird flying in the middle.

"Golden Crow?" Chen Xian shrank his pupils and said in shock.

(End of this chapter)