Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 284 Digging out a Pile of Bones

There is no sun or moon in Buzhouzhiyuan, and it is always dark. On the grassland with blue light, there is no sound, and the dead silence is scary.

With a soft "click", there was a straight passage in the grass as tall as a person, and Chen Xian, whose white clothes were covered with scratches, walked out holding the Xingshen Sword.

Chen Xian's face was a little regretful. The eighth-grade blood lotus is a high-grade innate spirit treasure after all. It can't be refined to the twenty-level restriction in a short time and master its magical effect.Relying on the realm of the Golden Immortal, he broke through the first ten layers of restrictions in one go. The further he went, the longer it took to refine the first layer of restrictions. Finally, he finished refining the No. 14 layer of restrictions and felt that he had to refine the next layer of restrictions. It would take at least two months to sit for at least two months, and it would take four or five years to refine to the twentieth level of restriction. After that, he resolutely stopped the sacrifice of the eighth-grade blood lotus.

He came to Buzhou Zhiyuan to hunt for treasure, and he couldn't give up a large forest for a small grass, although he hadn't found it yet.

However, after refining the eighth-grade blood lotus, he realized that it contained a different Taoist rhyme than the soul-suppressing seal. Chen Xian's cultivation had also been improved, and he had reached the peak of the early stage of the Golden Immortal. mid term.

The restriction in the innate magic weapon is also composed of countless runes. The refining restriction is to analyze the runes. When Chen Xian analyzed the innate runes carried by the eighth-grade blood lotus, he compared it with his own spiritual talisman body and adjusted the strength of the spiritual talisman in his body. The matching relationship makes the continuity between the talismans more coordinated. I don't want to accidentally improve my cultivation, which is a bit unexpected.

"It seems that in future cultivation, we must not only improve the level of the talismans, but also pay attention to the matching between the talismans." Chen Xian walked aimlessly while thinking about the future path of cultivation in his heart.

I have also wandered around this gloomy grassland for a few days. Although I haven't found a way to break the formation, I have also discovered some skills. For example, don't walk in a straight line, so you won't go around in the same area. Adjust the direction when appropriate, and you can Explore larger areas.

Buzhouzhiyuan is a treasure land. Chen Xian wandered around this pasture for a long time, and found three spiritual power fluctuations. What made him a little regretful was that he didn't find any magic weapon, but he dug out a few thick and bone.

It can be eroded and immortal for hundreds of millions of years. It has not been turned into fly ash or stone. It can survive like those high-level magic weapons. The original owner of the bones should be first-class in strength, but it is a pity that Chen Xian did not use the bones to refine them. The habit of the magic weapon is not a perverted bone collector. When he found out that it was a bone, he buried it back.

After walking for half a day, Chen Xian stopped suddenly. He found that there was a very strong spiritual power fluctuation ahead.

This situation shows that there is either a heavy treasure ahead, or the strong person who died here is very strong.

Magic weapons, weapons and other self-defense items, as long as they are not blown away or destroyed, will basically be where they fell, so Chen Xian did not hesitate, and walked forward directly following the induction in his heart.

After advancing for two or three miles, Chen Xian stopped and looked at the grass in front of him, which was twice as tall as other places, where the grass could be used as trees, and he was silent.

The growth of the weeds is so good, which means that the nutrients are good. As for the nutrients, they are the flesh and blood of those strong people.

After sighing for a moment, Chen Xian pulled out the Xingshen Sword, and cut off the grass nearly a thousand feet long and three hundred feet wide.

Archaeological excavation required professional tools, but Chen Xian didn't have them, so he had to resort to rough methods.

"laugh--"

Chen Xian swung four sword qi in a row, and along the tangent line, drew four straight lines about ten feet deep.

Chen Xian shook his head, he was not very satisfied with these four swords, also, the sword energy that was sent out to cut off the mountains and rivers only cut into the ground for about [-] meters, it is normal to be dissatisfied.

After pouring true energy into the Xingshen Sword, Chen Xian wanted to force it to burrow into the ground, chopping repeatedly horizontally.

After separating the ten feet of soil above the grassland from the lower layer, Chen Xian took back the Xingshen Sword.

"I can easily lift a thousand-foot peak outside, but I don't know if I can lift this piece of land in this abyss of great gravity." Chen Xian thought for a while, rubbed his hands, and quickly climbed up a layer. The scales are white and red, and the nails are half a foot long.

"Drink!" Chen Xian yelled violently, squatted down suddenly, and inserted his sharp claws into the hard soil as if piercing tofu, only reaching his elbows.

"Crack..."

Chen Xian opened his ten claws and firmly grasped his surroundings.

"Get up!" Chen Xian thought about how the future generations would lift the barbell, bowed his waist, and tried his best to raise his hands.

With a "wow", the ground moved.

"Bang!" Chen Xian threw his head on the ground, feeling that the dragon's waist had shifted.

Twist the waist bar twice, twist the twisted spine back to its original position, restore the hands to their original shape, and pull them out of the soil.

After being injured for a hundred days, although Chen Xian is a dragon with strong recovery ability, it will take a day or two to recover when his waist is twisted, which makes him very speechless.

"It's so heavy?" Chen Xian stroked his sore waist and walked along the sideline cut by the sword energy.

"It looks like the whole piece can't be moved anymore, it needs to be cut into smaller pieces." Chen Xian thought as he walked.

It is a shameful thing to waste time. Chen Xian swung four sword qi, cut the land into nine evenly, released ice dragons, and joined forces with himself to lift one-ninth of the rock formation from the ground.

"Kakkaka..."

After luck scattered the flat clod, which was like a small hill and harder and heavier than cast iron, Chen Xian let Bingjiao pass to see if there were any treasures.

The ice dragon stretched its muscles and bones, soared to a length of more than ten feet, and after rolling twice on the small hill that was broken into countless fist-sized lumps, it pulled out a bone claw the size of a cart.

Without thinking about it, Chen Xian knew that it was the claw of a ferocious bird. Looking at the smooth cut on it, he guessed that it was chopped off by some kind of sharp weapon.

"This hurts so much!" Chen Xian thought and touched his hand.

He put his hand on the incision, touched the hollow bone wall, and felt the remaining breath on it.

"laugh--"

A black light suddenly shot out from the bone, and quickly struck Chen Xian's palm.

Chen Xian turned up his palm, looked at the red line on his palm, and remained silent.

After hundreds of millions of years, there is still a breath left. The person who chopped off this claw back then had a terrifying cultivation base.

Chen Xian thought for a while, swung his sword, and the aura would last for a year at most. It was really terrifying to think that this kind of aura would last for hundreds of millions of years.

"It should be related to the closure of Buzhouzhiyuan and the cultivation technique of the person who cut off the sword. Judging from the fleeting breath just now, the person who cut off the bird's claw practiced the law of weak water, which is endless and unique. It is corrosive, which is why it can last for such a long time. After all, during the Lich War, without saints participating in the battle, the breath cannot be destroyed forever." Chen Xian waved his hand and slapped the newly dug bone claw into the ground.

Chen Xian is not just playing detective reasoning boringly, he wants to enrich his vision by examining the breath left on the bones, watching the cultivation methods of ancient monks, and then integrate useful knowledge into "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Jue" to perfect his skills Law.So if a bone is not dug up, if there is a wound, he will look at the wound; if there is no wound, he will look at the breath of the bone itself.

Just like the bird claw just now, Chen Xian could see that its master majored in wind and thunder spells, and he used speed flow, so the bones were not hard, so he was cut in two.

The first one was a bone claw, and Chen Xian was not discouraged. After cooperating with the ice dragon, he lifted up a mound and shattered it, and found that there were still many fragments full of aura, which should be fragments of a powerful magic weapon.

The magic weapon was broken beyond repair, and there was no possibility of repairing it, but Chen Xian didn't put the pieces away, because he had seen that if these pieces were remelted, they should be able to refine a top-grade fairy weapon. , is a good harvest.

Afterwards, it took another half an hour to dig out some bones, and Chen Xian roughly assembled them, including a bird and a seven-handed monster.

"Damn, after spending so much effort, I only found a top-grade fairy artifact. It's a big loss!" Seeing that there was nothing to gain, Chen Xian couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Depressed, Chen Xian patted the dust off his hands and was about to leave when he stopped suddenly and looked up at the sky.

"Is this a volcanic eruption?"

(End of this chapter)