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Chapter 1051

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When they arrived at the foot of Mount Emei, Qin Lang did not stay. Instead, he chose to go up the mountain overnight.

With Qin Lang's speed, there was no need to be in such a hurry. However, Mount Emei was a famous mountain in the world. It was where the spiritual energy of Shu River gathered. Such a place was bound to have some treasures. At the very least, there would be some valuable medicinal herbs. Therefore, Qin Lang brought the Fire Fox along. He wanted to take the opportunity to pick some good things.

Plucking the feathers from the geese was Qin Lang's style of doing things.

The road to the scenic area of Mount Emei was very easy to walk on, but Qin Lang did not take the roads that had been built. Since he wanted to fish for benefits, of course, he had to take the mountain peaks that were inaccessible and filled with spiritual energy. In this regard, the Fire Fox was an expert. With it leading the way, there was naturally nothing to worry about.

The Fire Fox also knew that it was time for it to contribute. During this period of time, it had fished a lot of benefits from Qin Lang. It had eaten a lot of elixirs and wild beast blood. Now that its spirituality had increased greatly, it was more sensitive to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and spiritual objects. Therefore, along the way up the mountain, Qin Lang had indeed picked a lot of rare medicinal herbs. There were even some medicinal herbs that could barely be considered spiritual herbs.

The sky gradually turned dark.

As they were already very far from the scenic area, there was no light in the forest.

There was not even a bit of starlight tonight. The night wind carried a trace of cold air. The temperature in the mountains always dropped faster than other places.

However, the dark night did not affect the Fire Fox and Qin Lang much. The man and the fox quickly shuttled through the forest, pulling out the medicinal herbs from the ground one by one. Then, they threw them into the Thousand Poison Sack. Qin Lang realized that the Thousand Poison Sack was really a treasure. Not only could it contain thousands of poisonous insects, but it could also throw these medicinal herbs into it without letting them lose any spiritual energy. As for the origin of the Thousand Poison Sack, Qin Lang tried his best not to think about it. This was because he did not want to get involved in the so-called world of cultivators. However, from the many characteristics of the Thousand Poison Sack, this thing was probably related to the world of cultivators.

There were more and more herbs in the Ten Thousand Poison Pouch, but there weren't many real Spirit Grasses, which made Qin Lang sigh in his heart. The Heaven and Earth Lingqi was getting thinner and thinner. Fortunately, Qin Lang had brought a Fire Fox with him. Otherwise, he might not have been able to get any good herbs.

After shuttling through the dark forest for several hours, when it was almost midnight, Qin Lang suddenly saw a soft light flickering and moving on the opposite mountain peak. It looked like a will-o '-the-wisp. Qin Lang concentrated his eyesight and saw that the soft light was not a lamp, but a living creature. It flashed and moved, vivid and lifelike.

"Could this be one of the legendary Four Wonders of Mount Emei, the 'Holy Lamp'?"

Qin Lang said to himself. It was rumored that the 'Holy Lamp' of Mount Emei was even more mysterious than the 'Buddha's Aura'. This was because up until now, no one had truly unraveled the secret of the Holy Lamp. The time and place of this thing's appearance were not fixed, which made people completely unable to figure it out. It only added a bit of mystery to Mount Emei.

Qin Lang did not know if the moving light in front of him was the so-called Holy Lamp, but the Fire Fox seemed to have noticed the existence of this thing. It had already rushed towards the opposite mountain peak at lightning speed. Qin Lang could only follow closely behind.

When he was about to catch up with the light, the Fire Fox suddenly slowed down. Perhaps it was afraid of disturbing that thing. At this time, Qin Lang had already seen the source of the light clearly. The thing hidden in the light made Qin Lang unable to believe it. This was because the thing in the light was actually a golden tiger the size of two fists. It looked like it was made of pure gold, but this thing was' alive '. At least its movements were as flexible as a wild beast in the natural world, completely without the mechanical feeling of a metal object.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Qin Lang's heart was filled with doubts. Suddenly, the Young Monk Dan Ling's voice rang in his ear, "Master … this is a natural spiritual treasure! Quickly capture it, this is the best material to refine a magical weapon! "

"Natural spiritual treasure?"

Qin Lang could not help but be delighted, but he did not immediately make a move to capture it, even though the Young Monk Dan Ling had already told Qin Lang the method of capturing it. The so-called natural spiritual treasure was a term used by cultivators. This thing also had another common name, 'living gold'. It was a kind of natural living metal that was nourished by spiritual veins. (Note: This item was described in detail in Little Mi's other book, 'Living Gold'). When Qin Lang was young, he had also heard the stories of living gold from the elders in the countryside. He had heard of the existence of those magical running golden ducks, golden horses, golden dolls … but he had never thought that he would actually see it with his own eyes one day. Moreover, the Young Monk Dan Ling even called it a natural spiritual treasure.

Under such circumstances, Qin Lang should have immediately made a move to capture it, but Qin Lang was not a cultivator, so he did not have a strong need for any magical weapon. In addition, looking at this small golden tiger, Qin Lang felt a surging life force and natural energy from its body. He really could not bear to make a move on it.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky.

No! This was not lightning!

It was already close to winter, how could there be lightning? This was clearly a sword light that was faster than lightning!

"Cultivator!"

The Young Monk Dan Ling reminded Qin Lang, then quickly returned to the elixir, obviously not wanting this cultivator to sense its existence.

Without waiting for the Young Monk Dan Ling's reminder, Qin Lang had already stored the Fire Fox into the Thousand Poison Pouch. He had also completely concealed his presence. Even his blood flowed at an extremely slow speed, as if he had entered the state of a tortoise.

If the person who came was really a cultivator, Qin Lang did not want to be discovered by him.

The moment the sword light disappeared, a young woman wearing a white feather dress suddenly appeared in the forest. After this woman appeared, without saying a word, she slashed at the golden tiger.

Roar!

The golden tiger seemed to have sensed the impending danger and suddenly roared. The light around it shone brightly, forming a two meter diameter halo, unexpectedly blocking the flying sword released by the white feather dress woman.

"Evil creature! Courting death! Light Splitting Sword Art! "

The woman from the white feather dress shouted, the flying sword immediately split into hundreds of sword lights, slashing at the golden tiger's halo. Immediately, the sound of the halo breaking could be heard, and the golden tiger immediately turned into a golden light and burrowed into the ground.

"Five Elements Reversal Talisman!"

The woman from the white feather dress shouted again, and a talisman flew out from her hand, turning into a yellow light that burrowed into the ground. Suddenly, the surrounding ground seemed to become as hard as steel, and the injured golden tiger was forced to burrow out of the ground. Qin Lang saw a golden liquid flowing out of its body, which seemed to be its blood.

"Little thing, let's see where you can run!"

The woman from the white feather dress snorted coldly, and with a wave of her hand, hundreds of sword lights once again slashed at the golden tiger.

Roar!

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