bite--
After the swarm of insects devoured the corpse, they quickly dispersed. An exquisite lavender ring fell on the smooth stone surface, making a sharp sound.
Xiang Sheng picked it up and put it back on his right ring finger. Looking up, he saw that the swarm of insects, which should have retreated, had not left. Instead, they had flown to a layer of colorful crystals outside the vortex, clinging densely to the surface and gnawing furiously.
Is this... Glazed Fire Sand?
Xiang Sheng recognized it at first sight and was quite surprised.
She had heard from Big Wood that this was the sand that sandworms loved to eat the most, and it was also a spiritual material with extremely amazing hardness.
Apart from breaking it with force, only sandworms can decompose and destroy it. No wonder Xue Yunzi was lucky enough to find this place in advance, but was unable to leave.
I attracted the sandworms to eliminate the enemy, but it turned out to be an unexpected success.
After sorting out the whole story, Xiang Sheng sat cross-legged on the side of the palace, bit his fingertip, and smeared it on Xue Yunzi's storage ring.
A hint of bloody smell dissipated, and the sandworm attached to the crystal layer moved slightly, but was unwilling to leave the delicious food in front of it, and did not flap its wings to fly over.
Xiang Sheng finally felt relieved and lowered his head to fiddle with the storage ring.
Xue Yunzi was dead, and the ring was ownerless. In the blink of an eye, it absorbed the blood on the ring surface and came under Xiang Sheng's control.
Xiang Sheng concentrated his mind, and the space inside the ring suddenly became clear to him.
The space of this storage ring is more than ten times larger than Commander Wang's, but it is still slightly smaller than the blood ring. The things inside are piled up full and extremely messy.
Boxes filled with spirit stones, bottles and jars of unknown use, bundles of books, and a few ownerless corpses sleeping...
Um?
Suddenly, a bead caught Xiang Sheng's attention.
The bead was pitch black and was placed aside by Xue Yunzi. Resentment was entangled on it and almost solidified into substance. From time to time, it transformed into human faces full of pain.
Some of them actually looked familiar.
Could this thing be... related to the blood sacrifice formation?
Xiang Sheng was secretly shocked, recalling the huge explosion he heard in the city that day, which even created a crack in the secret room of the ancient city.
Thinking of this, she tried to take out the black bead, but stopped abruptly when she was about to take out the storage ring, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
Can’t take it!
Just now, she suddenly had an extremely dangerous premonition in her heart. This bead was extremely unstable. She was afraid that the moment she took it out, it would blow her to pieces.
After calming down a little, Xiang Sheng put the black bead back to its original position and continued to integrate other things.
Spirit stones, booklets, bottles and jars, and other resources for cultivation were all transferred into the blood ring. The rest of the miscellaneous items that could not be identified were temporarily left in the ring without being dealt with.
An hour later, everything was cleaned up. The sandworms had already eaten away the colorful crystal layer and left, leaving behind a field of smooth, round beads the size of eggs.
Glazed sand beads, a very precious material for refining weapons.
Xiang Sheng rarely recognized a treasure and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Speaking of which, if Xue Yunzi hadn't accidentally revealed the name of the Heart-Forging Lotus that Yu Lin got, she still wouldn't know it.
I know very little about the world of cultivation. It's hard to say that I'm still alive today except for luck.
With a light breath, Xiang Sheng's vision became clear again. He waved his sleeve, collected all the glass sand beads, turned around, stepped into the whirlpool and disappeared.
This time the transmission was much longer than the last time.
Xiang Sheng counted to ten silently in his heart, and then the light appeared in front of his eyes again.
She opened her eyes and saw a desolate graveyard. The sky was covered with dark clouds and was very gloomy, making the cemetery look eerie.
She was secretly on guard and walked slowly along a path in the middle of the desolate graves. Her eyes swept across the tombstones on the side of the road. The words were blurred, but the word "Lu" could be vaguely seen.
This is the real ancestral land of the Lu family. Why is it so desolate?
After taking two steps, Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed and he suddenly looked up.
I saw a dark red light path passing from one side of the "dark cloud" to the other, and faintly heard a dull gurgling sound, as if blood was flowing in the meridians.
What I initially thought were dark clouds, against the backdrop of blood, looked more like...flesh and blood.
Xiang Chang suddenly felt creepy and quickened his pace. In less than a minute, he had reached the end of the cemetery.
In the dim twilight, one could vaguely see a coffin three meters long placed in the large open tomb ahead. The coffin was still covered in dust, as if it had just been dug out.
There was a person sitting in front of the coffin, thin and small, with his head lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly. Apart from this, Xiang Sheng did not see anyone else.
Where did Shu Gaoming and Wan Lingmo go?
And why did the cultivator and the people from the cultivation family who were suspected to be Xiang Wenli disappear?
Xiang Sheng frowned secretly and slowly approached the coffin. The fog gradually dissipated before his eyes.
The face of the person with his head down was still unclear, but the familiar clothes on his body made Xiang Sheng's heart tremble.
Lu Zhu!
She took two steps at a time and came to Lu Zhu, grabbed his hand, and saw that her palm was warm and there was still a pulse, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that he just fainted.
She held up Lu Zhu's head and pressed hard on his philtrum to stimulate his consciousness.
After three or two times, Lu Zhu's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.
He looked up at Xiang Sheng, stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who... are you?"
Xiang Sheng was slightly startled and touched her face. The wound on her face had healed and returned to its original appearance. No wonder Lu Zhu didn't recognize her.
"It's me."
Xiang Sheng spoke softly.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhu looked even more confused, "This voice... sounds so familiar."
He staggered to his feet, as if drunk, clutching his head in pain, "Where have I heard this before..."
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