Su Ming's expression did not change much under the bamboo hat. He only focused his gaze for a brief moment and swept his gaze past the old man. That old man also seemed to be a Medial Shaman, but Su Ming noticed that while the middle-aged man with Su Ming's bottle was the first to walk out when the Relocation Rune shone, he had instinctively slowed down for a moment, allowing the old man to overtake him, causing the man to look as if he was following behind him.
When Su Ming saw this slight movement, he was able to see some clues about it.
There was still shock remaining on the middle-aged man's face. As he looked towards Su Ming, the old man took a few brisk steps forward and arrived ten feet away from Su Ming.
"I am Zuo Dao Ming. Sir, please!" The old man's gaze was trained on Su Ming. He was very polite and even wrapped his fist in his palm to bow towards him.
Su Ming nodded his head slightly and walked forward calmly. The old man followed beside him. When the two of them walked past the spot where the middle-aged man was standing, the man immediately lowered his head and bowed towards them respectfully.
Su Ming did not bother with that person. He walked straight towards the Relocation Rune and disappeared without a trace with the old man beside him as the Rune shone.
When Su Ming left, the middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief. In his mind, he remembered how he had brought the bottle to the second layer. The manager of the second layer was originally displeased, but when he took the bottle and sniffed it, his expression immediately changed drastically, and he quickly went to the third layer. The man had no way of knowing which layer the bottle had been taken away by the manager of.
However, based on the manager's actions, it was clear that the bottle was not an ordinary item. Still, the man could not figure out what made the bottle so extraordinary.
The Relocation Rune shone, and Su Ming's vision blurred slightly. A faint medicinal fragrance wafted into his nostrils. That medicinal fragrance was very strange, and when he sniffed it carefully, he could no longer detect it.
Besides the medicinal fragrance, the first thing Su Ming saw was a man with a face as white as jade, dressed in a long white robe, sitting by a purple wooden table before him. The man was very handsome. He might have been a little old, but the few strands of beard made him look even more elegant.
He was sitting there with his head lowered, and in his hand was Su Ming's bottle. He seemed to be frowning. Occasionally, he would sniff it and close his eyes slightly.
"Master Yu, I've invited this friend over." The old man beside Su Ming bowed respectfully towards the man in white. Even if the man did not pay him any attention, the old man did not mind. He took a few steps back, and the Rune shone once again before disappearing without a trace.
At that moment, Su Ming and the man in white were the only ones left on this floor of the tower.
Su Ming's expression was calm. He could not quite see through the man's level of cultivation. When his divine sense landed on the man's body, it was bounced off by a gentle force, but that force was not agile. Instead, it gave off a rather rigid feeling. Clearly, this was not because this person's level of cultivation far surpassed Su Ming's, but because he had some sort of treasure on him that made it difficult for his divine sense to see through him.
If Su Ming truly wanted to see the man's level of cultivation, then he was confident that he could shatter the rebound if he used brute force, but there was no need for him to do so.
The man in white did not speak, and neither did Su Ming. He swept his gaze across the floor. This was a room that was far smaller than the first floor. It was only about a third of the size of the first floor. There were a dozen something illusory glowing bodies floating around the room, causing the entire floor to be very bright.
The floor was covered with black stone slabs, and there were some protruding carvings on the walls. Those carvings were not of birds or beasts, but of an endless amount of flowers and plants. They looked alive, but it was a pity that there was no color on them, or else there was a high possibility that people would not know where they were when they looked at them.
Right in front of Su Ming was the long purple wooden table where the man in white sat. Behind the man was a window. Sunlight shone in from outside, and it gave off a dreamy feeling.
When Su Ming averted his gaze from the window, a sharp glint suddenly appeared in his eyes. He cast a scrutinizing look at the sky outside, and a thought appeared in his heart.
What he saw was a vast sky, and he could not see the ground.
'This isn't the second floor … If it was the second floor, then I wouldn't be unable to see the ground. Based on this height, this floor should be at least the fourth floor.' Su Ming no longer looked at the window. His gaze fell on the center of the floor.
There were three incense burners of the same size placed there. They were about half the height of a person and had the thickness of two people holding their arms around them. Wisps of green smoke floated up from the incense burners and turned into layers of smoke rings above them that spread in all directions.
The three incense burners were not of a single color. They were colorful and looked incredibly beautiful, but Su Ming only swept his gaze past the three incense burners once before his eyes fell on an item placed at the center of the three incense burners.
It was an oval shaped stone. It was dark red in color, and its surface was uneven. It looked incredibly ugly, and there were a lot of small holes on it. By the looks of it, they did not seem to have been formed naturally. Instead, they looked as if they had been made by someone.
The stone was huge. It surpassed the height of the incense burners and was about twenty feet tall. The thickness of the stone was the size of several incense burners. It was placed at the center of the floor, and it was incredibly eye-catching.
When the wisps of smoke from the three incense burners floated into the air and turned into smoke rings, some of them would be sucked into the small holes on the stone before they would seep out from another hole on the other floor. There must have been some sort of unique modification on the stone, causing the smoke coming out of the stone to turn into smoke butterflies that looked as if they were dancing in midair.
Even though they would quickly disperse, new smoke butterflies would appear once again. The cycle would repeat itself, and it could be said to be peerless.
Su Ming took a few steps closer and stood before the stone. He looked at the wisps of smoke surrounding the stone and the dancing butterflies. Suddenly, the faint medicinal fragrance that had appeared previously came faintly once again. It came from the spot between the stone and the three incense burners. Su Ming could smell it at first glance, but when he searched for it carefully, he still could not find it.
As he looked at the stone, Su Ming's eyes sparkled. He spread his divine sense outwards and extended it towards the stone, but the moment his divine sense touched the stone, it was immediately sucked away by a powerful suction force. It was like a stone falling into the sea. If he had not pulled his divine sense back the moment it touched the stone, most of it would have been devoured.
Su Ming's expression changed under the bamboo hat. He stared at the stone, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.
It was also at that moment that he smelled the faintly discernible medicinal fragrance once again. This time, the fragrance might still be faint, but it was stronger than before. When Su Ming smelled it, his expression remained the same under the bamboo hat, but his heart was shaken.
Because at that instant, he felt a faint ripple spreading out from the storage bag in his bosom. That ripple might have only appeared for a brief moment and disappeared in an instant, but Su Ming knew that it was not a figment of his imagination.
Besides, besides his clone and the Poison Corpse, there seemed to be nothing else in his storage bag that could send out ripples of power. Yet the reason why Su Ming's heart was shaken was because the thing that sent out those ripples was not his clone, nor was it the Poison Corpse … Naturally, it was not the strange snake either. It was a medicinal ingredient Su Ming had obtained a long time ago!
It was the gigantic mountain rock that contained the small black humanoid, as if it was a seal! Su Ming had bought that stone from the Eastern Sea Auction outside Freezing Sky Clan. It was one of the main ingredients for creating the Welcoming of Deities.
That ripple was coming from the mountain rock, or more accurately speaking, it was coming from the small black humanoid that looked as if it was dead!
That item had stirred up some trouble in the past, but due to the battle of Sky Mist, Su Ming did not have the time to ask about what happened to the person from Enlightenment Gathering Tribe. In fact, he had even somewhat forgotten about it. When he saw the ripples coming from the mountain rock, Su Ming's heart trembled.
This might be the first time he saw that rock, but based on his conversation with Wu Duo, if he still could not recognize that this was a Crimson Stone used for treasure gambling, then he would not be Su Ming.
'There are a few Crimson Stones in the Treasure Gambling Crimson Stones that contain herbs that are either completely petrified, partially petrified, or … not petrified at all. This … is very similar to the small black humanoid in my mountain rock! 'But one of them is a herb, and the other is in the form of a human!
'Wu Duo also said that the Crimson Stones used for treasure gambling don't just contain herbs, but a lot of other things!' Booming sounds rang out in Su Ming's head. He had never connected these two items together before, but the ripples coming from the mountain rock had lifted a corner of his confusion!
'Could it be that the mountain rock containing the small black humanoid came from here?!' Su Ming's heart trembled as he looked at the stone. He was certain that this incense was not the smoke from the incense burner, but the stone itself.
After all, the smoke from the incense burner was always around, unlike this medicinal incense, which was only faintly discernible.
Su Ming stood there for a moment before he took a few steps forward. Once he got closer to the stone, he closed his eyes. After a long while, the medicinal incense reappeared, and Su Ming sucked in a sharp breath. As he breathed, a large amount of that medicinal incense rushed into his nose. The instant it rushed into his head, he placed his divine sense into his storage bag and observed the small black humanoid sealed in the mountain rock.
At that instant, Su Ming could clearly sense that the small black humanoid in the mountain rock in his storage bag shuddered slightly, and the ripples spreading out from it became stronger. If it was not in the storage bag and Su Ming had not hidden it with his divine sense, then all the people around him would have been able to sense it clearly.
Soon after, Su Ming's divine sense immediately saw a dark light flashing on the mountain rock in the storage bag. As the small black humanoid trembled, an indistinct picture appeared at the center of its brows.
That picture was of a herb with seven leaves, and the tip of each leaf looked like a poisonous snake's head. In fact, there was even a poisonous snake's head on one of the leaves, and it would occasionally spit out its forked tongue. It looked so real!
However, that was the only leaf that looked like that. The other leaves were grayish-brown, as if they had lost all signs of life. They only had form.
"Sir, you've been staring at that Crimson Stone for a long time. Could it be that you've never seen it before?" As Su Ming's heart trembled, a gentle voice reached his ears.
Su Ming turned around, quelled the shock in his heart, and asked flatly, "Sir, you've been smelling that small bottle for a long time. Could it be that you've never smelled this sort of medicinal scent before?"
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The return trip that could make a person break down was a journey that started at nine in the morning and only returned to Mudan Jiang at six in the evening. He was about to go mad …
'Are you trying to kill me?! What kind of stupid thing is this?!'
I'm exhausted. I wrote this chapter in the sky, and while swaying, I finished most of it. I'll try my best to finish the next chapter. If I have it by night, then I'm done. If I don't, then I'm too tired to continue writing.
'Today is Monday. I'm going to shout in a hoarse voice for my recommendation votes. All my fellow Daoists who have my signature, you must especially vote for me. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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