"Junior sister, what does this mean?" Nianshu asked hurriedly.
"The black ball has lived here for so long. Have you ever thought about what it eats to survive?" Yan Baibai asked everyone.
"We've walked through so many places, but we haven't seen a single weed. There's not even a single earthworm in the soil." Leng Aotian frowned and shook his head, then continued, "I really can't figure out what it eats."
"It's impossible for it to run through that tunnel and come here to eat the golden elixir, hahaha..." Shi Lidan laughed while holding the elixir furnace.
Then, he noticed everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"I'll just open one..." Then, he and Yan Baibai looked at each other, and suddenly realized something, and said in surprise: "No way!"
"That's right." Yan Baibai nodded and continued, "That's how the Black Group survived."
Yan Baibai then looked at Nianshu and asked, "Senior Sister, you said you saw an introduction to that Gu worm in a book. Did that book also mention its natural enemy? Was it the Horned Rabbit?"
"The book only says that the poisonous insects are afraid of fire, but that's not the case..." He fell into deep thought as he spoke. Then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he continued, "I remember there was a short paragraph at the end, but because the lower right footer was damaged, the words on the parchment were all worn away."
"So, the natural enemy of that kind of poisonous insect is the horn rabbit, right?" Wang Ling said.
"It's very likely." Leng Aotian analyzed: "After all, it's impossible for the person behind the scenes to not leave us a glimmer of hope."
The boss of this level is essential for passing the next level. This is too insidious.
For safety reasons, Yan Baibai carried the horn rabbit and walked alone to the light at the corner. As Yan Baibai carried the horn rabbit over, the people watching from a distance could clearly see that many flashing "lights" in the white light kept shrinking back.
In less than a moment, the originally dazzling light suddenly became soft. Yan Baibai turned his head and looked at everyone, his eyes always clear.
Yan Baibai came back with one black and one white. Qi Wuyi checked them carefully and nodded. Only then did everyone relax completely.
So, a group of eleven people walked closely together, and under the protection of the black and white, they walked towards the corner with steady steps.
When everyone saw the scene inside, except Yan Baibai, Zhu Qingwu and Jiang Yiming, everyone stopped in their tracks with shocked expressions on their faces.
When we set out, even though everyone was mentally prepared, they were still stunned for a long time when they saw the rare treasures in the cave.
After all, we are all ordinary people. Inside the cave, except for the high-grade spirit stone in the middle that is as tall as a mountain, there are magic weapons and elixirs all around. Even if we spend our entire lives, we can earn them with our own abilities.
And now, these things are lying there quietly, as if waiting for them to come forward and take them.
"Here..." Leng Aotian swallowed his saliva before finishing his words: "It might be the immortal residence of some powerful being."
The ultimate goal of cultivation is to become an immortal, but there are very few cultivators in this world who can become immortals. Those who have not become immortals will, after living out their lifespans, mostly choose a secret place to put all their wealth into, set up various mechanisms, and leave a trace of Yuan to control everything.
In this case, the powerful are mainly looking for a satisfactory successor, or simply want to inspire the younger generation. However, most powerful are from the sect, so after their death, they are naturally more willing to leave their wealth to the sect.
"Besides, this Immortal Palace is not open to the public. We might be the first group to arrive here." Yang Kuan stared intently at the ore in the far corner. He wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm sure we can forge many fine swords with those ores."
In addition to being responsible for the laws and penalties of the Yanjian Sect, Liaogui Daojun is also an absolute sword-making master. As his disciple, Yang Kuan naturally also loves sword-making and is very familiar with the materials used for sword-making.
"Those books over there..." Nianshu also looked at a box of books not far away: "I can tell from the smell that they are some ancient books."
"Those exquisite mechanical men over there are much better than those in our Tianji Pavilion. I really want to move back and take a look." Jiang Yiming also said.
"Those magical weapons and treasures should be useful to the spiritual veins. After all, the spiritual energy they contain is so rich." Wang Ling muttered.
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The crowd's pace slowed down, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a snail's pace.
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