"Do you know him?"

Cheng Hao was very excited. He had been calm and stood up from his cross-sitting state.

"How can we not recognize it? Nine life, nine death, nine levels of heaven, suddenly looking back for tens of millions of years, this is the natal bead of King Brahma! He can appear on you, it seems that King Brahma has fallen!"

Natal beads! Only when they reach the realm of the Immortal Lord will they condense. They gather the essence of their lifelong cultivation and are closely connected with the Lord. Unless the Lord falls, the Natal beads will not leave the Lord.

Even Cheng Hao, who had been in the previous life, had only cultivated to the realm of the Immortal Emperor, and was more than tens of thousands of miles away from the realm of the Immortal Lord?

"Since you recognize him, you must know the Nine Death Mysterious Art?"

For Cheng Hao, whether it is the mysterious bead or the Nine Death Mysterious Art, it is all mysterious, but it also affects his wealth and life.

Now that we know that the mysterious bead is actually the natal bead of a fallen immortal, Cheng Hao felt even more nervous, afraid that there would be any hidden dangers.

The spirit of the weapon looked solemn and nodded, saying, "The Nine Death Mysterious Art is the unique Mysterious Art of Brahma King, so I naturally know. No wonder I see your body so weird. If it is the Nine Death Mysterious Art of Brahma, it can be explained."

After saying that, the old man of the Artifact Spirit waved at the mysterious bead, and the mysterious bead flew in front of him and floated in the air.

"Old guy, it's been a long time since we met! I just didn't expect that we would meet under such circumstances. All the supreme glory of the past has gone. Do you have anything to tell me?"

Cheng Hao stared blankly from a distance. Although he didn't know the identity of the old man in the artifact spirit, he could speak to the mysterious bead in this tone. It was obvious that the owner of the artifact spirit was also a figure of the Immortal level.

A ball of black light rose from the mysterious bead, and turned into a black light cover, completely covering the old man of the weapon spirit, completely isolated Cheng Hao's sight and soul from the outside.

After a long time, the black light shield was just put away by the mysterious beads, and the old man from the weapon spirit looked at Cheng Hao.

"Haha, since you are the one that Brahma King is interested in, I will take a gamble with him and I will follow you. But don't expect us to help you. Before you can't help me repair my body, my body is just an ordinary weapon."

Cheng Hao was surprised and happy, with more doubts in his heart. He paused and asked, "Doesn't it mean that the soul of Brahma King is still there? Then me?"

"Haha, boy, don't worry. You will not be taken away. The Brahma King is indeed dead. Now the natal bead has completely become a magic weapon containing the Brahma King's obsession. It contains the Brahma King's lifelong cultivation, which can be said to be a treasure house, but if you want to use it, at least you have to wait until you return to the fairy world. But I remind you that the Nine Death Mysterious Art was the first level of the mysterious art in the fairy world back then. The cultivation process was nine deaths and one mistake would lead to a disaster!

Cheng Hao was also very clear about this without reminding the spirit of the weapon. He thought that the spirit of the weapon should not lie to him. Knowing that the soul of the Brahma King was not within the natal bead, Cheng Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What should I call you?"

"My body is called Huntian Holy Spear. You should call me Huntian!"

Cheng Hao nodded and agreed, and talked with Huntian for a while. Huntian told Cheng Hao about his own situation.

Huntian experienced great wars and his body was greatly damaged and fell from the fairy world. After sleeping, he did not wake up until a thousand years ago.

Now the ancestors of the villagers here were deliberately guided by Huntian and deliberately created the illusion of a mysterious village.

The villagers here actually don’t know what formations they have. Huntian has always deliberately guided the villagers in and out, and it is impossible for outsiders to discover them.

However, no matter how Cheng Hao asked, Huntian did not tell his original origin, which made Cheng Hao feel depressed.

Huntian promised Cheng Hao that he could take his body away when Cheng Hao left. As for these villagers, they would continue to live in this space, and as for Cheng Hao's arrangements in the future.

Cheng Hao retreated from the stone house with a serious look on his face. He saw Huang Sanlang waiting in the distance.

"Little brother, you saved Hachiro's life and are our benefactors. The villagers are waiting for you."

Cheng Hao followed Huang Sanlang back to the village and saw a lively scene.

Men, women, young and old are very enthusiastic, thanks to Cheng Hao for saving Hachiro.

Some people even packed up the wild beasts hunted to entertain Cheng Hao.

"Little brother, I have heard that the alchemists outside are very powerful, but because of the ancestral teachings, we cannot leave the wilderness mountains. Can you help me save someone? Her name is Aman!"

Cheng Hao had known before when he was in the wilderness mountains that Huang Sanlang and his friends hunted feather wolf to save people with poisonous bags.

"Take me to see."

Huang Sanlang nodded repeatedly, was very happy, and led Cheng Hao into a wooden house.

After entering the house, a strange fragrance thrilled. Although the house was dim, the fragrance was shocking.

Cheng Hao looked inside and there was a woman lying on a wooden bed.

The woman is about twenty years old, her eyes are closed and motionless.

The rough appearance is very different from Huang Sanlang and others. The woman has delicate appearance, even facial features, fair skin and beautiful appearance. Although she is in a coma, she gives people a shocking beauty.

What shocked Cheng Hao even more was that the strange fragrance in the room was actually emitted from women.

"She is Aman. I rescued her from outside three years ago. At that time, she was already like this. I tried my best to save her even though I could not wake her up! I could only ask the elder. The elder told me that I could use the sacrificial sac of the feather wolf to make a pill and try it, but I was not sure whether I could save her!"

Looking at Huang Sanlang's nervous look, Cheng Hao smiled: "Do you like her?"

Huang Sanlang smiled embarrassedly: "I like it, Oman is pretty."

"Okay, I'll give you a living Oman. The elder didn't lie to you. The wolf's poison sac can indeed save her, but you don't know how to refine medicine, and if you use it indiscriminately, you will only harm her!"

Huang Sanlang was delighted and bowed to Cheng Hao repeatedly.

"Thank you little brother. If you can wake up Oman, I, Huang Sanlang and the entire village, are willing to serve you!"

Cheng Hao just smiled and then walked out of the wooden house.

Huang Sanlang was stunned: "Little brother, you haven't seen the situation in Oman yet!"

"I have seen it. Tell your tribe members to harvest all the poison sacs of feather wolf and hand them over to me. There are several other herbs, which should be things from the wilderness mountains. I will draw them for you and send someone to find them for me."

The moment he entered the house, Cheng Hao had already seen the situation in Aman with his soul. It was indeed a bit troublesome, but it was nothing to Cheng Hao.
Chapter completed!