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Chapter 85

Words:1853Update:22/06/29 06:09:28

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Lu Xiaotian reached out and took the Realm-Breaking Bug into his palm. He was quite emotional. In the six years in the Blackwater Fort mine, he had cultivated the Puppet Technique to a small success. At the same time, he had cultivated the Five Elements Seal. He had also fed nearly a thousand Shadow Ants. They could withstand a large number of battles of attrition. He had also become a cultivator with great completion of the Qi Refinement realm as he wished. The leopard had also become a demonic beast at the peak of the third rank after being fed a large number of high-grade Beast Spirit Pills. Lu Xiaotian's strength had improved by leaps and bounds. Only the Realm-Breaking Bug had not hatched.

Now, his efforts had paid off. According to the current situation, the remaining few should be dead eggs. Whatever, he should try the black-robed old man's storage bag first.

Although he had been on the path of cultivation for more than ten years and had experienced all kinds of life and death battles, the one who had left the deepest impression on him was undoubtedly the cheap master who had brought him on the path of cultivation, the black-robed old man.

Even now, with his great completion of the Qi Refinement realm, his strength was not inferior to the black-robed old man's. However, Lu Xiaotian still could not use his divine sense to open the black-robed old man's storage bag. The more it was like this, the more he felt that the things in the bag were not trivial.

The Realm-Breaking Bug could break some strange spiritual-type restrictions. There was an 80 to 90 percent chance that it would work. However, the storage bag was a space-type treasure. If he used special methods to forcefully open it, it might cause some of the things inside to disappear.

"Let's try my luck." Lu Xiaotian made up his mind and placed the Realm-Breaking Bug on the black-robed old man's storage bag.

"Chirp!" The Realm-Breaking Bug suddenly became excited. It was like an animal that had not eaten for a long time and suddenly smelled delicious food. The round yellow body of the bug crawled up and down the storage bag, sniffing left and right. It crawled to a corner of the storage bag. Suddenly, the bug raised its head and fiercely bit down.

Lu Xiaotian was surprised to find that a net-like restriction had appeared on the storage bag. He tried to use his divine sense to touch the net-like restriction. His divine sense was bounced back just like before.

It was indeed this restriction. After Lu Xiaotian's divine sense was blocked, he was not angry. Instead, he was happy. In the past, this restriction could not be seen. It was only when the Realm-Breaking Bug bit a corner that it appeared. It seemed like the Break World bug was working on the weird restriction.

He patiently waited for the Sector Break Bug to nibble away at the net-like restriction. The Boundary Break Bug had a great appetite. In a short while, it had devoured all the restrictions. When it swallowed the last mouthful, its round bug body suddenly froze. It lay on the storage bag, motionless.

"Could it be that he's dead?" Lu Xiaotian quickly picked up the Break World bug. He noticed the little guy had fallen asleep. He did not know if he should laugh or cry. He put the Break World bug into the spirit bug bag. Then, he excitedly held up the storage bag with both hands.

With a crash, a hole appeared in his storage bag, and a large number of jade boxes fell out.

"Where's the golden flying sword?" Lu Xiaotian was secretly anxious as he rummaged through the jade box that had fallen down. He didn't even see the shadow of the golden flying sword, but he did see a small black sword, a book, and two strange scales.

"A magical item!" Lu Xiaotian cried out in a low voice. He was very clear about the spiritual pressure of a magical item. Wasn't the black-robed elder's flying sword golden? Where did this small black sword come from?

"Who cares what color it is? Whether it's golden or black, as long as it's a magical item, it's enough."

Lu Xiaotian felt an inexplicable sense of relief. Ever since he found out that the children of the Foundation Establishment masters could bring magical items into the forbidden land, the great pressure and the helplessness of being in the hands of others made him unable to eat or sleep well. Now, the appearance of a magical item allowed Lu Xiaotian to finally break free from this terrifying restriction. Even if he was facing these Foundation Establishment masters, or even the children of Patriarch Jin Dan, he was confident that he could fight them!

With a sense of relief, Lu Xiaotian began to look at other things. He opened the book and found that it was a secret technique of a sword within a sword.

"No wonder the black-robed elder's golden flying sword disappeared. It turns out that the golden color was only its surface color. The real magical item is the black flying sword that is hidden within."

Lu Xiaotian came to a sudden realization. He used a layer of camouflage to wrap the flying sword so that the enemy would think that it was just a spiritual sword. When the enemy was defenseless, he would suddenly explode with the magical item's power and catch them off guard. This black-robed elder was really cunning. However, he also made the decision to refine a layer of camouflage for the small black sword when he returned.

There were many precious spiritual herbs, some for healing, and some for refining Essence Qi Pills and Black Glory Pills. However, he already had all of these. At that moment, Lu Xiaotian still didn't know that the black-robed elder's two Purple Luo Ginseng and some other spiritual items that he had obtained from killing the Blood Dwarf and the others had disappeared into thin air due to the Realm-Breaking Insect's forcefully breaking open the restriction.

"Why do these two scales look so familiar?" When Lu Xiaotian touched the black scales, he was a little puzzled.

Without waiting for Lu Xiaotian to think further, a figure approached from afar. It was Weng Zhihan. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and swept the jade boxes that contained the spiritual herbs into the barrier.

Weng Zhihan grabbed a bunch of detoxifying spiritual herbs and hurried back with a joyful expression. Although the smell of this detoxifying spiritual herb was a little heavy, it was really effective against the poisonous fog. It could even disperse some of the poisonous insects.

Several hours later, the two of them passed through layers of miasma and poisonous fog and appeared in front of a dilapidated palace. There were dilapidated fences and dilapidated walls everywhere.

"I didn't expect that someone would build a sect in such a place where poisonous fog runs rampant." Lu Xiaotian couldn't hide the astonishment on his face. Usually, the patriarchs of some immortal cultivation sects would choose to build their Sect in places with abundant Spirit Qi.

"There is a lot of poisonous fog and miasma, but it's still a self-preservation method for some small sects. Sects that struggle at the bottom of the immortal cultivation world don't have the strength to occupy a paradise. Besides, there are other mysteries under these ruins. "Weng Zhihan seemed to be a different person here. He was a little more talkative than usual.

"Stop, there's someone." Lu Xiaotian suddenly stopped Weng Zhihan and pulled him to the side, hiding behind a broken bluestone wall.

"Damn, coming to this damned place, I was stung by those damn red-headed flies several times. It really itches." A strong man like a black iron tower walked forward with a bronze sledgehammer in each hand, cursing. There were indeed a few red and swollen bumps on his dark skin.

"That's right. That brat said that there was some treasure here. Now that he hasn't gotten the treasure yet, he's been fed a bunch of poisonous mosquitoes and flies. If that brat dares to lie, I'll skin him alive when we get back. I'll make him beg for death." Another big man with a square face and a big red nose also jabbered on endlessly.

There were seven or eight people in this group, and the strongest one was the twelfth layer Qi Refining Stage cultivator. Of the remaining seven, four were late stage Qi Refining Stage and three were middle stage Qi Refining Stage.

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