When you step into the house, the first thing that catches your eye is a pool of blood that is four meters square.
The blood water in the pool was faintly green and clear to the bottom. It was obvious that some changes had occurred due to the long time.
Glancing at the bottom of the pool, Xiang Chang saw many skeletons sunk in it, all lifeless.
The dust-cleansing array in the room was still running, and the long table beside the blood pool was spotless, with bottles and jars placed on it neatly.
Xiang Sheng walked over and opened one of the bottles at random. He immediately discovered that this jade bottle was actually something similar to the Sumeru mustard seed storage ring, and...
She dug out a bit of light red mud and twisted it between her fingers.
Lingtao clay is not only moist in texture, but also retains a trace of its original vitality.
It seems that this Sumeru Jade Bottle is more powerful than the storage ring and should be able to hold living things.
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes and opened the five jade bottles to take a look. Three of them were filled with spiritual clay, and the stock was extremely large.
The other two jade bottles were ordinary, and she couldn't recognize the medicinal powders inside them.
He waved his sleeves and put all the jade bottles on the table into the blood ring. He walked to the corner of the blood pool where there were piles of boxes. He opened one of them, and the armor stacked inside immediately scattered out.
After closing the box, Xiang Sheng leaned against the corner and scanned the entire room.
Pools of blood, corpses, clay, medicinal powder, and boxes of armor...
This should be the place where the army outside was formed.
The powerful soul master must have used the corpse as the foundation and the clay as the spirit, and then used the soul method to connect the two, and refined this group of puppet armies to guard the palace.
However, the daily records on the jade slip clearly stated that this powerful soul master had millions of slaves, so why would he use dead puppets to guard the palace?
Xiang Sheng glanced down and looked at the skull at the bottom of the blood pool.
Or... are all the former slaves dead? Are they the source of the puppet army's flesh and blood?
It had been so long, and not much information was revealed in this room. Xiang Sheng stayed for a moment and wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the door, someone walked in.
The person who came was a long-faced young man dressed as a casual cultivator. When he saw someone in the room, he was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly looked around the room.
Seeing the shiny new long desk and the pile of treasure chests in the corner, greed flashed in the eyes of the long-faced young man, but he smiled on the surface.
"Your luck is truly good, my friend. I wandered around for quite some time before finally finding this inner room with the door open."
Xiang Sheng's expression was cold: "Get out of the way."
The long-faced young man didn't move at all, and continued to stand in front of the door and said with a smile: "It's not easy for a female cultivator to travel in the world of cultivation. Why don't I take you with me and ensure that you are safe along the way.
As for the distribution of resources, I won't cheat you. How about we divide the treasures equally? What did you take from this room?"
Xiang Sheng rarely saw such a fool seeking death in such a dangerous place, and he actually laughed.
When she smiled, the long-faced young man seemed to be encouraged, and lust flashed in his eyes: "Young lady, your smile is so charming..."
He was halfway through his words when a hand suddenly grabbed his throat, and the determination on his face was instantly replaced by shock and anger.
"How dare you, bitch!"
His aura surged wildly, and he burst out with the power of a god, crushing towards Sheng.
Xiang Sheng did not avoid it at all, allowing the momentum to hit him.
Crash——
The pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage is like an egg hitting a stone. The stone is not damaged at all, but a big hole is broken in the egg, and the momentum is drained away.
The long-faced young man's expression changed drastically. There was no anger in his heart anymore, only deep fear.
"Senior, I..."
Before he could finish his words, Xiang Sheng casually swung the long-faced young man, and he fell straight into the pool of blood like a kite with a broken string.
The calm pool of blood immediately began to boil, making a hissing sound.
The long-faced young man's flesh and blood corroded rapidly. He let out a miserable scream and thrashed wildly in the pool of blood, unable to break free.
Xiang Sheng watched from the side, feeling surprised.
Even though this guy is a fool, he is still in the Spirit Transformation Stage. How could he be trapped in the blood pool and unable to escape?
I almost missed a great treasure.
"Senior, spare my life!"
"Help me! Senior...help!"
“Ahhh…”
"I am a true disciple of Shengxian Peak! I am the grandson of the Grand Elder of Shengxian Peak!"
"If you kill me, Shengxian Peak will never let you go!"
"Bitch, you will die a miserable death!"
The long-faced young man was in a pool of blood, begging for mercy, wailing, and then swearing wildly.
Xiang Sheng turned a deaf ear and flipped through the storage ring he had taken from the long-faced young man.
As expected of the eldest elder's grandson, he has a lot of good things. If some of his hidden magic weapons are used in time, they might pose a threat to her.
Unfortunately, not only was this person an idiot, but the blood pool seemed to have a strange power that could block the sense of life and death, and no life-saving magic weapon was triggered.
After a while, the screams stopped abruptly.
The long-faced young man had become a skeleton and slowly sank to the bottom of the pool.
Xiang Sheng walked to the edge of the blood pool and was careful to get his fingertips touched by a drop of splashing water. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingertips, but it was just a sharp pain and did not break the skin.
This little bit of water wasn't enough to hurt her. However, with her strong body, she could still feel the pain, let alone others?
The blood pool is connected to the palace and cannot be shaken.
She took out a storage ring and prepared to absorb the pool water. However, after absorbing just two or three drops, the storage ring was completely corroded.
Although the Sumeru mustard seed was not precious, it was not easily damaged because it involved space. However, the water in this pool could even corrode space.
Xiang Sheng was surprised and even more delighted.
After thinking about it, she took out the storage jade bottle she had just put away, transferred the spiritual clay out of it, and evenly distributed it into other storage bottles.
Then control the extra jade bottles to absorb the pool water.
There were no more accidents this time.
He sucked all the energy from Xiang Sheng and put it into the blood ring. He turned around and walked out of the house, continuing to explore along the path.
A moment later, she turned a corner and saw a wider palace door.
Xiang Sheng took a few steps forward and scanned the entire door.
There were signs that someone had tried to remove the restriction on the door, but it had not been undone.
Xiang Sheng tried it and found it was indeed a bit difficult, but with her mastery of the ancient forbidden Taoism, it was not difficult to resolve it.
After half an hour, the restriction on the palace door crackled and the runes broke off.
Xiang Sheng pushed the door open and walked in, looking up and taking a look.
There were rows of bookshelves placed in the huge space, and the books on them were classified into different categories, and there were a lot of them.
"It was originally a study..."
This is not the place to read slowly. Xiang Sheng stepped forward and was about to take away all the ancient books when his senior brother was suddenly attracted by a scroll of calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall.
She quickly stepped forward to take a closer look, and saw a scarlet dragon in the scroll.
It has a dragon body and a human face but no feet, with flames rising from its body. Under the scroll, there is a line of small words.
“See it as day, sleep as night, blow as winter, sigh as summer, and rest as wind.”
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Xiang Sheng thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes changed.
If I am not mistaken, the image on this picture should be the mythical beast - Zhulong!
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