Prehistoric: Unlimited Opening Crit

Chapter 38 Falling treasure money, the same root tea for all generations!

Liu Ming raised his head like a roaring dog, looking for Qiluobao money with the smell of copper.

On the way, Liu Ming can be said to be cautious.

For fear of disturbing Luobao Money, scaring it away.

According to the prehistoric novels read in previous lives, although the Luobao Money is a high-grade spirit treasure, it has two pairs of small wings on both sides for it to move.

If it is not for those who have a chance with this treasure, it is as difficult as reaching the sky if you want to conquer the treasure money.

After a few breaths of time.

Liu Ming looked at the bottomless, pitch-black hole in front of him, and mumbled in disbelief: “Huh? Luobao Money won’t stay in such a place, right?”

Under normal circumstances, Magic Treasures generally like to entangled in places where Spiritual Qi is rich.

How can anyone like to stay in a dark and puffy hole.

If it wasn’t for the extremely strong smell of copper, Liu Ming would not believe it if he killed Liu Ming.

Looking at the small hole in front of him, Liu Ming was a little bit guilty: “How can I get in and get out of Luobao’s money?”

The opening in front of me said it was big or small, and it happened that Liu Ming couldn’t get in.

Just as Liu Ming was worried in his heart, he saw a red light flashing past his eyes.

“Fogweed? What the hell?”

Just when Liu Ming was about to do it, a smell of copper rushed over his face.

“Huh? This is Luobao Money?”

Looking at the little things with small wings fluttering in front of him and smelling of copper all over, Liu Ming mumbled suspiciously in his eyes.

With regard to Luobao Money, Liu Ming also knew something about it when he was reading the novels in his previous life.

Although Liu Ming hadn’t really seen Luobaoqian.

But at this moment, looking at the little guy in front of him, Liu Ming was convinced.

After all, in the Primordial Continent, he was small in size, smelled of copper, and able to fly. Apart from the treasure money, Liu Ming really couldn’t think of other Magic Treasures.

Buzzing!

Buzzing!

Luo Baoqian stared at Liu Ming for a few seconds, turned his head and wanted to escape from here.

Seeing this, how could Liu Ming make Luobaoqian do what he wanted.

“Hmph, want to escape under my hands!”

“Think too much!”

Looking at the Luobao Money that was about to flee, Liu Ming waved his sleeve robe, Zhou Movement Technique was invigorated, and instantly imprisoned him in the void.

After putting Luobao’s money in his pocket, Liu Ming raised his foot in this enchantment and started to walk around.

Relying on Liu Ming’s guess, since this heaven and earth can give birth to a holy thing like Sanguang Shenshui, there must be other treasures.

The hard work paid off, under Liu Ming’s constant search.

Liu Ming really found a special-looking Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

“Huh? What is this Spiritual Roots?”

Just as Liu Ming was puzzled, in front of the roots of Xiantian Spiritual Roots, a ray of divine water of three lights flowed out leisurely.

Liu Ming, who accidentally saw this scene, suddenly started in shock and said: “Fogweed? What kind of baby is this?”

“How could a god like Sanguang Shenshui be born?”

According to the memory in Liu Ming’s mind, the Primordial Continent has never seen such Spiritual Roots.

But it did appear now, which could not help but plunge Liu Ming into contemplation.

Could it be because I passed through, which caused a change in the prehistoric times?

Or is it true that all the prehistoric novels read in previous lives are false?

at this time.

Liu Ming deeply questioned himself in his heart.

Especially the unphased enchantment and the Heaven and Earth Thunder Array that were harvested at the peak of Buzhou Mountain not long ago.

These things are simply impossible to appear in the traditional prehistoric world!

After thinking for a long time, Liu Ming didn’t think of anything.

In the end, Liu Ming simply didn’t think about it.

Since I can encounter these Magic Treasures by myself at the moment, it is undoubtedly not a proof that these Magic Treasures are destined to myself.

After all, the treasures of heaven and wealth, those who are predestined get it.

Before these things were born, it may be that they did not meet destined people.

Looking at the substandard Xiantian Spiritual Roots in front of him, Liu Ming didn’t expect it.

In the prehistoric world, there is such a god, which can give birth to the three-light divine water.

If you refine it yourself, won’t the Sanguang Shenshui produce energy in the future?

Thinking of this, Liu Ming didn’t hesitate, put his hands on Spiritual Roots and began to refine.

A few breaths of time passed.

Liu Ming slowly opened his eyes and murmured: “No wonder the sacred thing like Sanguang Shenshui can be born!”

“It turns out that the Spiritual Roots in front of me is the world-famous, long-established same-root tea!”

Compared with the other best Xiantian Spiritual Roots in the prehistoric world, Wanshi Tonggen Tea is a bit inferior in quality.

But its function is not weaker than any of the best Xiantian Spiritual Roots.

Even if it is several times stronger, it is indisputable.

At the beginning, Nuwa Sage created the human race. If it were not for the assistance of the Sanguang Shenshui and the Xiantian soil, how could it be successful in one fell swoop and create a new race, the human race.

What’s more, there is a system in Liu Ming’s body.

Isn’t Wanshi Tonggen Tea a lower grade?

As long as Liu Ming thinks, he will be able to critique the Wanshi Tonggen Tea to the best Xiantian Spiritual Roots in minutes.

Just now while refining the same root tea for all ages, Liu Ming learned that not far away, there was a pond of Sanguang Shenshui.

Since the birth of Wanshitong root tea, it has absorbed sunlight, moonlight, and starlight and merged.

Among them, most of the Sanguang Shenshui is absorbed and refined from the body.

But there is still a part, stored in a pool not far away.

“Huh? There are such good things!”

I saw Liu Ming put the Wanshitong Root Tea into his body, and walked directly towards the distance, striding over the meteor.

Liu Ming originally wanted to rely on Spiritual Roots in the Wanshi Tonggen tea area.

Even for so many years, storing a little Sanguang Divine Water would be no more than a few kilograms.

But when Liu Ming saw the pool in front of him, he was completely dumbfounded.

Looking around, there are nearly four or fifty catties of Sanguang Shenshui.

You know, Liu Ming had only harvested 20 catties of Sanguang Shenshui at the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

“Posted, posted, it’s really a nouveau riche!”

“In the future, I will see who would dare to follow me, I will use Sanguang Divine Water to pour him to death!”

When Liu Ming collected the Sanguang Divine Water in the pool, he suddenly discovered that with the pool as the center, there were many low-level Spiritual Roots living around it.

This kind of Spiritual Roots is not even considered low-grade Spiritual Roots, even if the system is critically hit, it will be a medium-grade Houtian Spiritual Roots.

At this time, Liu Ming couldn’t even look down on the lower-grade Spiritual Roots, and this kind of Houtian Spiritual Roots was even more despised.

Just as Liu Ming turned and left, he thought of the disciples of tens of thousands of students from Jiediao.

He couldn’t help but stopped, and charged towards the Spiritual Roots around him.

“Ugh……!”

“Every day, I can be considered broken!”

“Being a big brother is really hard!”

If it wasn’t for Liu Ming who wanted to change the religion and didn’t want it to perish, why bother to collect these waste Spiritual Roots.

Just 嚯嚯, but not Zhoushan, and 嚯嚯 Wuyi Mountain.

If someone saw Liu Ming’s appearance at this time, he would definitely shout, “This particular cat is the bandit who has entered the village, right?”