The martial arts and classics on the bookshelf can be called quite amazing. In some small sects, it can be regarded as the unique skills of the town. The elixirs in the alchemy furnace are also extraordinary, and there are also sword babies sealed in the alchemy furnace. As long as the physical fitness can keep up, a person's cultivation can be directly improved to the level of the Nascent Soul.

Wang Guofu and Di Chunhua worked hard to find this thing, and even sacrificed their lives in vain.

However, for Chu He and others, Jianying was just a useless thing. They never thought of stopping at the Nascent Soul. However, the enslaved monks showed their faces, obviously they were extremely moved and wanted to take it for themselves.

Without caring about the treasure display in the hall for now, Chu He walked into the hall alone, faintly swaying everyone away.

When several enslaved monks saw this, they followed quietly.

In their opinion, Chu He was always smart and famous, if he acted quietly, there must be something better, hiding behind him and not wanting others to share.

After entering the dungeon, these guys' cultivation has increased a lot. They thought that although they were not Chu He's opponents when fighting alone, Chu He did not dare to compete with them when they joined forces. They were really arrogant and arrogant.

If there are really great benefits in the future, we will join forces to take them away.

But he didn't know that Chu He did this on purpose and led them to follow.

At the end of the passage, there was another stone door, but it seemed much smaller. Eight big words were also engraved on the stone door: "Be kind and righteous, turn back quickly."

After Chu He saw it, he pushed open the door without hesitation, and the next moment he saw the world behind the door.

A blue light hit me, and Chu He stood at the door, watching quietly, without saying a word or speaking.

Several enslaved monks looked at each other for a few moments, then quickly rushed forward, standing at the door like Chu He, looking at the scenery behind the door.

"So beautiful!" Even though they are all heart-warming, they are infected and melted by the beautiful scenery in front of them.

Ling Xiaoyu and Sister Mi Mi who came over the sound also poked their heads from behind Chu He and saw the scene behind the stone gate. They immediately opened their mouths and were dazzled.

The dark blue fireflies are flying in the dark space, gathering and dispersing, just like filling the galaxies in the sky in this wide space.

And just as the fireflies were flying, the grass was green, and the transparent green spring water was coiled, a huge and graceful white dragon was quietly crawling in the darkness, silently, dead, but was placed as if it was just sleeping.

"Dragon... It's a real dragon! It's been sent! It's been sent!"

"Dragon blood, dragon scales, dragon skin, dragon bones, dragon balls... are all extraordinary treasures." Several slave monks said excitedly.

The next moment, they all rushed towards the direction of the white dragon crawling, eager to divide the dragon corpse. Since there was no danger in the hall in front, the same should be true here, all of which were mysterious.

However, after these people rushed in for a few steps, they all looked horrified on their faces. They could no longer do it if they wanted to retreat.

The blue fireflies wrapped them madly, and then kept surrounding them, circling flexibly.

When the fireflies dispersed again, the several enslaved monks were all crushed into the finest dust, not even a drop of blood was left, without defiling this wonderful beauty, and never disturbing the white dragon's sleep.

And just as the fireflies strangled and enslaved monks, extremely clear pictures flashed in the empty night.

These pictures even match the sound.

It seems to tell fragmentary stories.

Everyone was confused when they saw it, but Chu He understood it in his heart.

The context of the past and after, the cause and ending of the matter have a complete concept.

"That's the bitter river! But... there is no Liuqing." Uncle Qin appeared beside Chu He, pointing to the green stream surrounding the white dragon's corpse, and then flowing to everyone's feet.

"Uncle Qin! Tell me honestly, what exactly is the bitter river green?" Chu He asked staring at Uncle Qin.

Mr. Qin sighed and said, "The Ku River is the powerful man above the tenth level of the Yuanshen Realm, and the condensed nine-day breath dropped from the broken Yuanshen. Liuqing is the blood flowing out of the body of a master of the Yuanshen Realm and dripping into the Ku River. Only when the two are combined can the real Ku River Qing be the real Ku River Qing."

"Although the River of Ju is here, this Taoist Gu is afraid that it has turned into this fireflies covered in the void, guarding this cemetery belonging to the White Dragon. Where can there be a drop of blood that can flow out?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Qin's mouth was bitter.

If the Kuheliuqing cannot be found in the Hidden Dragon Sword Palace, then it is unlikely that it will be possible to obtain this item in this dungeon.

Thank you for a hard time, but it feels like you are fetching water from a bamboo basket, which is not good.

"Why did this Taoist Gu sacrifice himself to turn into a firefly in the void to protect the dragon corpse? Don't he know how to arrange the sword formation?" Wu Jianwei looked at the dragon corpse with greed and said unwillingly.

Wu Fei replied lightly: "Didn't you think of the answer? The sword formation is dead. Sooner or later, it will either be broken by someone, deplete energy, or be affected by natural changes, and no longer have power. But the Taoist Gu turned himself into this infinite firefly, but it is different. Each firefly is the will of Taoist Gu, possessing his soul fragments. This means that these firefly are all living lives in an alternative form."

"They will not be affected or disturbed by any kind of influence. They will only continue to protect the place and the corpse of the white dragon according to the will of Taoist Gu."

"Maybe the relationship between him and Bai Long is really too deep! He will sacrifice himself like this." Speaking of this, Wu Fei felt a little empathetic and his expression became sad.

"Although this firefly cemetery is beautiful, it is very dangerous, and it is impossible for us to get close to it. When we enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed, there is nothing more regrettable than this." Li Yuyang said with great regret.

Although some fragmented pictures are constantly being shown in the void, and one scene after another appears, it is too messy after all, so it will not make everyone feel too profound. What is persistent is still the issue of interests.

The harvest in the hall in front is pretty good, but it is less of a surprise.

What everyone is thinking about now is how to break through the obstruction of fireflies and go to the dragon corpse to obtain the biggest treasure in this sword palace.

"Look! Is that like a heart?" Ling Xiaoyu suddenly pointed to the source of the Ku River and asked a stone lying on the side of the dragon corpse.

The stone looked like a heart. The reason why it attracted Ling Xiaoyu's attention was that a ball of golden spherical liquid floated over the heart-shaped stone, constantly rotating and flowing on its own, flashing with light, which was very eye-catching.

"That's a heart! It should be the heart that remains after Dao Ren Gu decomposed into countless fireflies."

"Let me try it, can I smash it?" Uncle Qin suddenly felt energetic when he saw the stone heart. An invisible spell impacted from the air and hit the stone heart.

But the firefly was more difficult than what Mr. Qin thought. Even though he had tried his best to reduce the energy fluctuations generated by the spell stimulation when he was taking action, he was still noticed by the firefly and rushed over quickly, instantly shattering the spell energy.
Chapter completed!