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When the long life journey has only one clear goal, and years of hard work are still unattainable, anxiety is inevitable, hesitation is inevitable, despair is inevitable. However, all of this is suppressed by Yu Ci with his will and supported by his lonely courage, like a lonely wolf, walking on this road that seems to never end.

The pressure has never subsided, but has been buried deeper. Over the years, over time, it has finally erupted completely under the joy of today's harvest, in this almost crazy roar.

The gods and monks became Yu Ci's latest identity, and the world he faced was completely different!

Emotional outbreaks are always temporary, and eventually they have to return to a stable track.

Yu Ci lay exhausted on the ground, ignoring the mud and water under her, spreading her limbs and looking at the misty sky. The raindrops brushed across her cheeks, gradually calming his excessively aroused emotions.

The touch of the ring stored in the palm of your hand is real, but the inside of the ring is already empty.

After reason dominated, the feeling of heartache also gained the upper hand: too much, too much! When I was ecstatic just now, I poured out everything in the ring and then kicked it in a mess. The spoils that were originally clear are now in a mess. If some valuable things are damaged, wouldn’t they suffer heavy losses?

However, what Yu Ci wanted to know most was how much the suitcase of the God-Transporting monk was better than him? Perhaps this would open a window to him that would temporarily satisfy his curiosity.

Driven by this thought, Yu Ci turned over and sat up. Seeing the debris scattered in a radius of more than ten feet. While moaning, she laughed loudly. The subtle state of mind was hard to describe.

The rain gradually stopped, but because I had soaked in the mud soup, a small half of the spoils were no longer in shape. Yu Ci didn't care whether there were valuables in it, and he just took aside, and then he began to classify other things.

The first valuable item Yu Ci found was a stone box containing shrimp and beard grass. When he opened the lid, Yu Ci stuttered lightly. Inside the box, several layers of shrimp and beard grass were spread out locally. Each plant had all its rhizomes and stems, and was of extremely high quality. This was probably because Taoist Yan took the lead and picked it up after he started.

After a rough look, there were at least seven or eight hundred stones in the stone box. With Yu Ci's own gains, it was more than enough to replace a Three Yang Talisman Sword. This item made him feel that fighting for this life was really worth it.

The second thing I picked out was eight jade products. A jade slip, about four inches long and two fingers wide, was yellow in color. Yu Ci first put it aside, and then there were seven small jade plaques, all of which were only the size of a palm and were of average material, but they were engraved with complex patterns in typical talisman making techniques. Yu Ci immediately thought of the legendary talisman styles that were common in the group of monks.

Jade Talisman, this must be a jade Talisman! It is made of jade, carved talismans on it in advance, stored talisman power, and stimulated it in battle to achieve the instantaneous talisman. Yu Ci was particularly concerned about his own expertise, and after playing with it carefully, he identified the rune system one by one, and then carefully collected it into the storage ring.

The last item that attracted him was a pocket dagger that was only about an inch long, like a handicraft, but it had all the sharp blades and handles. But this size, not to mention a strong man like Taoist Yan, even a newborn baby, I am afraid it would not be able to use it.

Yu Ci thought it was a gadget, but after a quick try, he found that the sharp blade was very sharp, which could be said to be cut into stones like mud, and the material was extremely hard, so even the sharpness of the Nine Yang Talisman Sword could be blocked. After watching for a while, he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only put it away temporarily.

At this time, the pile of miscellaneous items was sorted out. The useful ones were seven jade talismans, the jade slips left at hand, and the Nine Yang Talisman Sword seized in advance. Is this the full wealth of a god-sacred monk?

Yu Ci was a little excited and disappointed, but he quickly dispelled the thought of lack of greed and calmed down. After his emotions were calm, he focused on the jade slip in his hand.

During the Double Immortal Sect, he had seen such objects more than once. He also knew that this was used by monks to store various information and magic tricks. However, like the storage ring, he did not have the ability to divide consciousness and transform thoughts, and ordinary people could not understand the mystery. If it were not the case, he would never have only used a book bound into a book "Shangqing Juxuanxing Shu Secret Talisman Sutra".

With a little thought about the jade slip, a series of very organized information was injected into my mind, which was faster than reading any book. Yu Ci quickly learned that the jade slip was not a practice method, but the "refining" method mentioned by Taoist Yan, which was the whole process of refining the three Yang Talisman Sword into the Pure Yang Talisman Sword.

This is very interesting. Yu Ci worked hard to get to the Tianli Valley just to get a Three Yang Talisman Sword, and then find the idea of ​​diligently improving his talisman method, and finally improves his cultivation. However, after this difficult battle, he has a talisman sword, a method to refine a talisman sword, and the level is only higher. More importantly, he broke through the barrier of the "Three Levels of Ordinary World" in one fell swoop and became a real cultivator. The wonders of the world are nothing more than this.

Yu Ci did not continue reading, but put the jade slips and the Nine Yang Talisman Sword into the storage ring. Then he moved all the objects on his body, such as the book "Shangqing Juxuan Xingshu Secret Talisman Sutra", and the treasure bags on his body, which immediately became much lighter.

Only then did he move his sight and sweep over Taoist Yan's headless corpse. He was not going to clean up this place, so he let the corpse be placed here, so that wild beasts and ferocious birds could eat it. I think if he died in battle, Taoist Yan would give him this treatment at best.

Next, Yu Ci returned to the forest clearing where the incident happened.

The rain was poured down, and the bonfire was extinguished. Taoist Yan was busy chasing him and did not clean up the place. The twenty-two corpses were still placed at the moment of death. The strong smell of blood was still there. It had not attracted the attention of others yet, but it attracted a few wild beasts to enjoy this great meal from the sky.

Yu Ci waved his sword to drive away the animals, but when he turned around, the corpses came, he was a little stunned for a moment.

But he was a decisive person after all, and soon gathered the corpses together and added dry firewood to the surroundings, and Taoist Yan's head was placed in front of him.

Everything was about to stop. He stood beside the pile of corpses. After a moment of calmness, he reached out his hand to make a fool of himself, from top to bottom, as the soul-guiding immortal swan, followed by the sun and the moon, and the clouds were placed below. Then, a dragon flew and carried the soul back to the sky. A set of soul-rest talismans came in an instant, and a bright light was radiant and sprinkled on the corpse.

Then he stepped forward, raised the Nine Yang Talisman Sword, injected the true energy, the red flames soared, and a fire ignited in a blink of an eye. The remains were wrapped in flames and gradually turned into ashes.

In this wilderness with wild beasts everywhere, there is almost no possibility of being buried in peace. He can only use the ancient witch rituals, hoping that these people can rest in peace in the heavenly souls.

The flames were burning, and Yu Ci stood beside her, with twenty-two stone boxes neatly placed at her feet. He held the sword as a tribute, prayed silently for a moment, then picked up one of them, lifted the lid of the box, revealing the neatly placed shrimps and beards inside.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally grabbed the precious herb and threw it into the flames. There were one and two. Soon, twenty-two stone boxes were opened one after another, and the shrimp and beard grass was thrown into it one after another.

There were at least dozens of them in the stone box, and at most two or three hundred, which was a total of 1,500. He threw them into the fire and turned into ashes with their original owner.
Chapter completed!