Li Dachuan put all the books into the storage ring, got up and walked over. Before he started picking the golden silk spirit pot, he needed to figure out something.

The environment here is rich in spiritual energy, fertile soil, and isolated from the world. No beast or human can come in at all. This condition is in line with the growth of the earth treasure. However, no matter what kind of earth treasure it is, it is usually guarded by the spirit beast and taken for itself. The spirit beast's perception ability of the earth treasure is not comparable to that of humans, and this is not difficult to see from the little mountain cat Cang Yuhua. So, this golden silk spirit pot has existed for more than three thousand years, so how could there be no spirit beast guarding it?

There are roughly two situations when there is no spiritual beast guarding it. Either the spiritual beast cannot be nurtured in this place with abundant spiritual energy for more than three thousand years, or the spirit beast discovered it and regarded it as his friend. It did not appear at this time, but was just moving elsewhere and no invaders were found. And this is what Li Dachuan was worried about and needed to figure it out. He didn't want to lose the vigilance he should have in front of treasures like the Golden Silk Spirit Pot. When he reached out to pick it, he was suddenly attacked by a terrifying thing.

After stopping three steps, Li Dachuan looked at the vines of the Golden Silk Spirit Pot carefully. He was actually a little worried that the spirit beast guarding the Golden Silk Spirit Pot might be a poisonous spider or a hornet. Such a small body is hidden among the dense branches and leaves, and it is very dangerous to stretch out your hand or get close to it.

His eyes started from the bare ground and searched up along the pitch-black vine stems. In an accidental time, a stem suddenly entered his eyes and his eyes could no longer be moved away. On the stem as thick as a thumb, there was a line of small characters on the stem, which was dyed white, which was very eye-catching: a fairy object with a touch of body and head different from the person's head!

What a domineering warning!

Such a fierce warning made Li Dachuan think of the beautiful Spirit Turtle Fairy in the Cave Heaven's Thatched House. How could she be so fierce and domineering?

What Li Dachuan even more couldn't understand is how could such a golden silk spirit pot be related to the Spirit Turtle Fairy?

"No wonder there is no spirit beast guarding it, but it turns out that it has been killed by the Spirit Turtle Fairy. Now, the Spirit Turtle Fairy did not simply take a fancy to a Fengshui treasure land in this forest and chose her cemetery in this forest. It is probably related to this golden silk spirit pot. However, since she has found the golden silk spirit pot and occupied it, why didn't she take it away?" Thinking of this, Li Dachuan suddenly made a sound in surprise, "By the way, this golden silk spirit pot will take five hundred years to mature, but the Spirit Turtle Fairy has been going to immortal for a long time. Although I don't know when she died, I think that when she died, the golden silk spirit pot was not mature yet, and it was useless for her to take it at that time."

Thinking of this, his heart became clear. The Spirit Turtle Fairy discovered this golden silk spirit pot, but it was less than time to pick it, so she killed the guardian spirit beast, left a warning message, and left it to her for future use. If she didn't do this, it might be that the spirit beast guarding the golden silk spirit pot would pick the mature gourd away without waiting for her to come back here.

"Didn't... the Spirit Turtle Fairy did not really die, but existed in another way?" Suddenly, a thought came to Li Dachuan's mind. This idea scared him. It was very simple. If the Spirit Turtle Fairy did not really die, but existed in some strange way, it must be in the cave, because it was the safest and most ideal place to hide for her.

Cang Yuhua's little cat looked at the golden silk spirit pot, then looked at Li Dachuan in a daze. A small voice muttered in the cat's mouth, "Silly hat."

"Okay, I've decided. Let's pick the gourds and then pack up the stems of these vines. These stems and leaves are also very good spiritual materials, and they can't be wasted. Cang Yuhua, let's do it." Li Dachuan finally made the decision.

Cang Yuhua's little cat jumped up, waved its sharp claws, and cut off a vine in the blink of an eye. At this time, Li Dachuan also pulled off the golden silk spirit pot that was the size of a fist.

A strange thing happened. As soon as the golden silk spirit pot was picked, the originally vinegar plant suddenly withered. The speed of withering was very fast, like a piece of paper burned by fire. It first withered, then turned into pieces of ashes and drifted away with the wind. In fact, before Cangyuhua's little cat had more chance to show off its peerless claw technique, the vine plant disappeared out of thin air, and there was not even a single leaf left.

"Uh... I originally wanted to earn some spiritual materials, so you don't need to be so cruel, and you'll turn into ashes." Li Dachuan was a little stunned. He just held the golden silk spirit pot, afraid that something strange would happen to it, but fortunately, the gourd was fine and did not turn into ashes.

Because of this strange thing, he suddenly realized something that might have happened a long time ago. That is, the Spirit Turtle Fairy knew the characteristics of the Golden Silk Spirit Pot and did not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, she would have transplanted the Golden Silk Spirit Pot into the cave, so where would she let it grow here?

"Silly cat, let's go!" Li Dachuan grabbed the little lumcat Cang Yuhua, who was also in a daze, and then entered the cave.

After entering the cave, Li Dachuan headed straight to the hall of the Thatched Lu.

The fairy in the painting is still the same, with a hint of joy between her eyebrows and a smile on her lips. This is no different from what he has seen in the past, but this time he observed it, he used his slight eyes and observed it very carefully. He hoped to find any valuable clues or some unusual points from the painting.

But when Li Dachuan looked here and there, the spirit turtle fairy in the painting was already very surprised. She said excitedly: "He, he... why did he go to that place and bring back the golden silk spirit pot! Oh my God, with the golden silk spirit pot, my soul can be transferred to the golden silk spirit pot. Let him go outside to see the outside world, and there is no need to look at this unchanging cave world every day. This is too boring. In addition, my soul is resting in the golden silk spirit pot, and I will soon recover my vitality and accumulate more spiritual energy, and I can talk to him! This is God's will, he is really my lucky star!"

At this moment, Li Dachuan finished his gaze with his eyes. He shook his head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said tentatively: "Senior Ling Turtle, can you hear me talking?"

"He is talking to me! Did he discover my existence? By the way, he is now a cultivator in the divine realm. He must know the low-level magic like Wei Er. Let me try it to see if he can hear me talking!" After making this decision in his heart, the Spirit Turtle Fairy immediately spoke a voice, "I am the Spirit Turtle Fairy, I am in this painting."

This voice is much weaker than mosquito whispers, but Li Dachuan happened to be in a state of discerning the light ear. He looked at the portrait with discerning eyes and tentatively talked, there was no way he could not use discerning the light ear without discerning the light ear. Although he was careless in many aspects, he was very careful in such matters.

It was just such a test that although the voice of the Spirit Turtle Fairy was extremely light, he was still caught. At that moment, he was stunned, surprised and excited, not knowing what to do. After a moment of stunnedness, he woke up and said tentatively: "Senior Ling Turtle, how could you come out to meet in the painting? Can you come out to meet me?"

"Senior on the left and senior on the right, it seems like I am very old..." Fairy Ling Turtle was a little funny, and then replied in that faint voice: "I..."

With just the word "I", the feeling of fatigue spread throughout her body, and the fairy's beautiful eyebrows frowned. Her condition did not improve much. After a word, she became tired and could not continue to communicate with Li Dachuan normally.

"Hey? What did you say?" After waiting for a while, Li Dachuan was a little anxious.

The fairy in the painting could no longer speak, and she was also very anxious, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Li Dachuan, who was waiting in front of the painting, still didn't hear any sound. He shook his head in disappointment and murmured to himself: "It's strange, I clearly heard the sound of a woman talking, why is there no sound? Could it be that the sound I just heard just now is just an illusion? The so-called voice of the fairy of the Spirit Turtle does not exist at all?"

If he knew the situation of the Spirit Turtle Fairy, Li Dachuan would never have such suspicion and did not believe in his own discernment. But the reality is that he did not know this. According to normal thinking, how could he communicate in the first time without saying a word? In this way, his suspicion seems normal.

After another ten minutes, there was no sound, and Li Dachuan was forced to give up. He looked at the Spirit Turtle Fairy in the painting and turned around and left the thatched hut. He would not waste his energy and events on an illusory thing, he had more important things to do.

When he arrived in the courtyard, Li Dachuan placed the golden silk spirit pot on the ground, then took out the Dazang knife, preparing to cut off the gourd head of the golden silk spirit pot. The gourds that hold wine and pills are all from this. This seems to be a necessary step. Cut off the gourd head, then find a piece of red cloth to make a plug, and stuff it into the mouth of the pot, and then it is the gourd.

"Idiot! Don't! You will ruin it!" The fairy in the painting was extremely anxious and turned into a ray of light and flew to Li Dachuan. But no matter how she gestured to Li Dachuan and shouted to him, Li Dachuan could not see or hear it.

Huh! Slashed down with one knife.

"It's over, my hope is over..." Fairy Ling Turtle closed her beautiful eyes in pain.

"No!" Seeing that the extremely sharp big Tibetan sword was about to slash the head of the gourd, Li Dachuan stopped again. He said to himself: "How can I slash such a precious thing in the golden silk spirit pot without knowing it? If it is like its vine, it will turn into ashes and I will get nothing."

"You...you are so scary." Fairy Ling Turtle covered her towering chest and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Dachuan put down the Dazang knife, picked up the golden silk spirit pot, and looked at it carefully. The ink-black gourd had lines of golden silk patterns. The length and interval of the golden silk were exactly the same, very symmetrical. However, this time, he accidentally found a golden silk extending horizontally, and it was located below the head of the gourd.

"Will this be..." Before the thought was settled, Li Dachuan immediately injected a thread of spiritual power into the horizontally extending golden thread. So he felt that the treasure itself had spirituality and spiritual power, and his spiritual power would not cause damage when it was in, so it would be nothing to try it boldly.

Just as this was the trial, the golden silk spirit pot suddenly made a light sound. Immediately afterwards, the golden silk that had been around the head of the gourd suddenly turned into a crack. In the blink of an eye, the crack became more and more obvious. Finally, after another slight sound, the gourd head and gourd body were completely separated.

"Ha! That's true!" Li Dachuan untied the gourd head excitedly. He immediately found that the golden silk spirit pot did not have the gourd pulp and fruits he imagined, but some were a pot of milky white juice.

A refreshing fragrance wafted out, and the fragrance penetrated the heart and spleen, making people feel refreshed and pleasant.

But the moment Li Dachuan untied the gourd head, a person he could not see could not wait to fly into the golden silk spirit pot. The person he saw was the Spirit Turtle Fairy.

"This juice is obviously a treasure, but it takes a look at the information before using it. If you take a sip, you may get foamy and poisoned in the mouth. I will now refine the Killing Pill, and then put the Killing Pill in the Golden Silk Spirit Pot to store it. After I refine the magic weapon and pistol, I will go out. At that time, the Killing Pill I put in the Golden Silk Spirit Pot will be strengthened and the quality will be higher." Thinking of all the benefits, Li Dachuan couldn't help laughing. He covered the gourd head again, put the Killing Pill on the table in the hall of the hut, and then came out to refine the Killing Pill.

During the whole process, he could not find that the milky white juice in the golden silk spirit pot was decreasing little by little. And the person he could not see, her soul was like a dry flower seedling, and finally she waited for a spring rain!
Chapter completed!