Feng Ling decided not to care about Qingniu's contempt. Well, she couldn't care less about it at all.
When they walked deeper, they saw a tripod in the core area, "It's the Nine-Turn Alchemy Furnace!" Sheng Ling exclaimed in surprise, very knowledgeable.
Feng Ling really provided whatever he needed. "Mr. Laojun is so thoughtful. Thank you very much. It should be okay for us to take it, right?"
Although Feng Ling asked this, she did not slow down at all and did not hesitate at all.
"It's clearly written at the entrance of the underground palace that this is a place of inheritance. Everything there is is left for future generations to use. Whoever gets it depends on their ability."
If Feng Ling did not possess the power of an immortal, he would have been strangled by the spiritual energy when entering the Kongmen Tunnel.
If Feng Ling's cultivation level was not high, he would not be able to absorb much of the golden light, so Sheng Ling said it depended on his ability.
Look, the green ox didn't try to stop at all and just left, as if it was eager for someone to take over as soon as possible so that it could return to Taishang Laojun earlier.
"Yes, you are right." Feng Ling cast the last rune, and the huge bronze tripod became a small one and was collected into the space by Feng Ling.
The golden light she absorbed not only gave her the inheritance of alchemy and medicine making, but also improved her immortal power by several levels. "Awesome! I feel like I have the confidence to fight against the demons."
"Hmph, you frog in the well. It's too early. The demons are not as simple as you think. Keep going." The existence of the Holy Bell is to pour cold water on Feng Ling and let her stay awake at all times.
The immortal power has been upgraded and Feng Ling’s feet no longer hurt. If he doesn’t continue to look for treasure, then what is he waiting for?
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