To the surprise of ghosts, the brocade box is not a fabric embroidery, but bunches of bundles of strapped silk threads, with twelve bundles, which look thin and blood flowing constantly.////

This does not seem to come from a kind of silkworm pupa, but like some kind of artificial creation - the resonance reaction of the sword intent of the God-killing God, which can verify this.

Of course, Hai Hong also saw it and couldn't help but exclaim: "Congratulations to brother Dao, for getting a batch of good materials. I don't know which powerful man did this method of "changing quality and turning blood into silk" back then. The banners, silk objects, etc. woven with this silk thread are of great quality. It's no secret that they can only make some killing tools, which are restricted."

He didn't know, but Gui Yan clearly understood that these silk threads were exactly the same as the qualities of the several rayons in his hand. He had never known the origin of them before, but now he has solved his doubts.

Since Hai Hong was smiling and had no hostility for the time being, Gui Yan would not act like a rejection thousands of miles away, he responded in a plain manner: "It is also a real person who is very proud. At the party yesterday, he took out this news and got up. The real person should have a share of what he gained."

"Where is the ruins of Taiyuan City, and there are countless treasures that I lost back then. One or two people can't pick them up. Hai is just a family experience, just sharing with everyone."

Hai Hong still said those words, but in the face of the exact result, he had his own sincerity.

Then he turned to the topic: "Today, we met, it is also fate. If you don't talk secretly, can fellow Taoists be interested in joining the 'Canghai'?"

Gui Yan smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm used to being free, why should I force a real person?"

"What a pity..."

Hai Hong did not force it, but took a step back: "Why not be with us, a fellow Taoist? The ruins are vast, and it is not easy to search. One more person and one more force. Of course, the method of distribution must be given to the fellow Taoist first and the discretion will be determined."

"Well..."

Gui Yan was really a little moved. He had thought before that he had nothing to ask for except for objects related to the God-Slaying Thorns, Transforming Mangsha, etc., and what he paid more attention to was news about Wu. If he could temporarily join a strong team and quickly exchange information, it would naturally be more efficient than searching alone.

After observing the Yanguan, Hai Hong added another sentence: "Fan Ruolei, Master Fan is also among them, and fellow Taoist seems to have some friendship with him."

Fan Ruolei and Gui Yan have no such thing as a relationship. The lovely mind only requires a small bargaining chip to be biased to one side. Gui Yan is also a good person, and he is not afraid of Hai Hong and "Canghai" causing any stumbling block. He said immediately: "It's so good."

"Fellow Daoist!" Hai Hong was happy and moved, "Let's go to the camp."

Close

Only then did Gui Yan realize that the "Canghai" hunting group had actually built a temporary camp under the sea. This arrangement and preparation were much more thorough than his.

At the moment, Haihong led the way, and the two went far away, and they started chatting again on the road, turning three times and two times, and trading spice recipes.

Gui Yan changed the recipe for Jingjixiang in the past. Although there was no refining technique, it was of extremely high value. Hai Hong asked Gui Yan if there was any such recipe.

"Real people are quite interested in spices?"

"I am interested in elixirs, spices, etc."

Hai Hong smiled bitterly: "Hai is a casual cultivator and has been lucky enough to grow up, but the Daoji is not very complete after all. If you want to survive the third disaster, you have to use external objects to recuperate again. I don't know how difficult it will be for the next few years."

The so-called "three major disasters" were originally published in Buddhist scriptures. They were the three major disasters of "famine", "swords and diseases", as well as "fire", "flood", and "wind disaster",

Some of the scriptures and the like are for the yearning. To describe them, after all, they are a bit distorted and restored to the reality of the world of cultivation. Especially for the true person of Changsheng, it is probably because the foundation of Tao is not complete. Fortunately, the three major disasters will be overcome; if the foundation of Tao is perfect, the three major disasters will only be overcome.

Among the three disasters, one is "famine". Yuan Yitian has a disaster year and no grains are born. In the real person of Changsheng, the affinity with the heaven and earth's vitality has dropped sharply, and it cannot be absorbed or used, resulting in serious inconsistency. This usually occurs in monks who have not "discussed" with God. Although they have barely survived the disaster, they are strongly rejected by the laws of heaven and earth.

The second is "sword and weapon", which is easy to understand, and is killed by external forces. This problem occurs because monks are lazy due to the entry of immortality, which leads to the expansion of the inner demons and pretentiousness, causing unnecessary trouble. It seems that external disasters are actually born from the heart.

The third one is called "epidemic disease", but after a long life of the monk, the Taoist foundation is unstable, presenting the appearance of "the five declines of heaven and man".

As for the "three major disasters" of Feng Shui and Fire, it is a description of a certain aspect of the disaster of heaven and earth.

It is precisely because of these "three major disasters". Even if you grow up and live, there are not many immortals in the world who can have a "one kalpa of life". Once you enter the "one kalpa, you will be lazy and will not be able to escape the three major disasters and the fourth and nine kalpas.

But when it comes back, those who can leap into immortality are all outstanding people in the world, those who do not want to make progress, and those who are more likely to die in a brave manner.

"Eternal life cannot be free."

Hai Hong's feelings are clearly expressed from the bottom of his heart.

This problem, Gui Yan, and even Yu Ci behind him, have not encountered it yet.

Guiyan also has the problem of Taoist foundation, but in the end he is just a clone, and it is condensed from three-way energy. It is much easier to adjust than a normal monk. Yu Ci's body is actually a bit far away, and he has no personal experience, but he is happy to absorb some experience from Haihong.

Let’s talk all the way, Haihong Institute’s camp was actually a temporary defensive formation, and there was also a three-entry courtyard suddenly inserted there, with green tiles and red walls, which was very exciting.

Of course, it is impossible for the Canghai Hunting Group to spend time building such a courtyard on the bottom of the sea. Then, the courtyard is naturally a magic weapon that uses the magical powers of voids to sacrifice and refine them.

When Yu Ci met in the Sword Garden, he saw many such magic weapons, such as the Baiyun Map of Lichen Sect and the Wuxin Palace of Ice and Snow Demon Palace, which were much more coincidental than Hai Hong, but it was really extraordinary that a casual cultivator could take out such things.

What’s important is that the vast sea water outside the camp and the turbid fog can be seen vaguely. The city is undulating and undulating, and the dead and desolate aura is full of here, making people feel sad.
Chapter completed!