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The tombkeeper said, "Those are definitely not holy liquids. They are condensed by the essence of the tomb owners here. When they just died, the holy light just now burst out every day. The holy light has nowhere to go, and it will slowly condense, and then eventually turn into drops of dew and liquid, and eventually become the pool you just now. As for the five drops of liquid in your hand, it should be condensed by their own fragments of Taoism. Although it is not holy liquid, it should have the same function as holy liquid."

After hearing what the tomb guard said, Chu Feng was so excited that he wanted to jump up.

This is more than just the same effect, it is definitely thousands of times more effective than the holy liquid.

Because this is the direct condensation of Taoism by the saint, not some understanding. Enlightenment is incomplete, but the Taoism in these liquids is definitely not incomplete, but complete.

This value is too great, it is equivalent to a saint who personally evolves his Tao and his Dharma for you in front of you.

The saints preach, they cannot be found in the world. Even in the family of saints, it is absolutely impossible to have them.

Of course, if you use it to seal your mother, the effect will naturally be countless times better than the holy liquid.

"Thank you, senior." Chu Feng bowed and said to the gravekeeper.

The gravekeeper shook his head and said, "It's really not a good thing for you father and son to come here. Your father used two-thirds of the treasure liquid to blow up a passage, knocking a sphere of light into the passage, and almost destroyed it. You just took everything left. You can have such a scale here, but it only accumulated for millions of years. It took millions of years to make the resentment there settled out."

"So what happened."

After hearing the gravekeeper's words, Chu Feng's confusion was also relieved.

It turned out that my father used the treasure liquid here to open up a channel to the earth before he could pass on the Xuanhuang Gong back.

Before, Chu Feng was still confused about what his father did. After all, there is no other channel in the passage between the cultivation world and the earth except the Demon Subduing Palace. It is not easy to open it. The treasure liquid here is the holy light and Taoist condensation of the saints. It is naturally the supreme treasure medicine for healing, but if it is used to detonate, the power is unimaginable. Two-thirds of it should be enough to explode a passage.

Chu Feng had previously suspected that there was only one point, but it turned out that he had been used by his father a lot before.

"Young man, do you have any questions?" The gravekeeper finally found someone who could speak, and seemed to be unwilling to stop at all.

Chu Feng also cherished such an opportunity. Although the old man who guarded the tomb had never left the fairy grave again, those who could come to him to bury were all saints. Even his experiences would probably be shocked.

Chu Feng asked a lot of things related to the saints, and even Chu Feng asked the tombkeeper whether there were any combat skills or scriptures left by the saints, etc.

But unfortunately, Chu Feng didn't want anything. When these saints arrived here, they were already corpses. There was nothing else on them, so it was even more impossible to say anything to them.

Obviously, when these saints came here, they had already left all their things to their tribe members.

"By the way, are there saints tombs from the Chen family, Jiang family and Situ family here?" Chu Feng thought of his enemies.

The gravekeeper said, "What you didn't see will naturally be gone. But I may be able to provide you with some clues. Some people did not participate in it and chose to avoid fighting. These are some clues I got. It was not told by those who came, but when they came, there would be a channel opening, and the sounds that came from the channels were heard by me."

"Avoid fighting?"

Chu Feng felt a little bad in his heart, but it was too far away from him, so Chu Feng could not verify it. Moreover, the gravekeeper also said that it was what he heard and it was not true.

"Young man, you can go out, just look for these answers yourself. You will definitely not stay here and chat with me, the old man." said the gravekeeper.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Yes, senior, but thank you for being able to tell me this. I'm so grateful."

The evil man guarding the tomb said, "It is the thing that makes me happiest for me, the old man."

Looking at this lonely old man without any magic power, Chu Feng felt pity and said, "Senior, after I leave here, I will try my best to find a way to help you leave here."

The gravekeeper shook his head and said, "No need to work hard. After so many years, I have accepted my fate. Besides, people need to protect this place, at least someone needs to clean up the weeds."

Chu Feng said, "Senior, you have done what everyone should do in the entire cultivation world. These saints are people that everyone in the entire cultivation world should remember."

The gravekeeper smiled dryly and said, "Young man, I like what you said very much. I allow you to take some of the things here, you can choose."

Chu Feng was not polite after hearing this, and began to look for something worth taking away.

But it's a pity that although the saints are buried here, there are no special treasures of heaven and earth.

In the end, Chu Feng set his sights on the crutch of the tombkeeper. The time this tombkeeper existed here can be traced back to the age of the All Saints.

Even if the crutch in his hand was not followed, it might have been too long to imagine. And such a piece of wood did not rot, which really shows the problem.

Chu Feng rubbed his hands and asked embarrassedly: "Senior, is it okay to have anything?"

The gravekeeper said, "Anything that is here is OK."

Chu Feng was very embarrassed and said, "Senior, can I want the crutch in your hand?"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, the tombkeeper was stunned, then laughed and said, "You are really plucking your hair by the geese. You don't plan to keep anything for me, the old man."

Chu Feng was also a little embarrassed and said, "But senior, I have been looking at it for a long time. Apart from the crutches in your hand, there is really nothing valuable here."

The gravekeeper weighed the crutch in his hand and said, "Since I said it, I'll give it to you. Just a rotten piece of wood. If you think it's useful, take it."
Chapter completed!