The insect fainted, and the black cloud bees in the flowers noticed something was wrong. They flew over in groups and hovered above the queen bee.
But when Lai Siyu passed by the queen bee carrying the ice bed, all the black cloud bees rested on the queen bee and protected it tightly.
Lai Siyu was in no mood to pay attention to them. Instead, she went straight into the bamboo building and placed the ice bed in the room.
The formation on the ice bed is weird, and Erniu is the center of the formation. If he is not careful, he will be destroyed by the ice and die.
The characterless book in the storage bag had been ready to move, but Lai Siyu did not dare to let it out. She did not dare to risk Xian Aotian's life.
However, Xian Aotian's vitality was gradually disappearing, and she was helpless at the moment. This feeling of helplessness made her feel inexplicably fearful.
The runes on the ice bed were extremely complex, many of which she didn't recognize. Even a third-grade rune master couldn't recognize them, so you could imagine how profound they were.
what to do?
Lai Siyu hated her own uselessness and felt as if her heart was torn apart.
"Girl, why don't you take a look at that old man's storage bag? Since this formation was set up by that old man, there might be a way to break it in his storage bag."
The red squirrel had never seen Lai Siyu like this before. Seeing this heartless girl in so much pain made its nose a little sore.
That's right! The red squirrel's words awakened the sad man. Lai Siyu quickly found the old Taoist's storage bags, wiped off the marks of the original owner, and carefully searched with his spiritual sense.
She took out all the jade slips and books inside, and then checked them one by one. Finally, she found a jade slip that looked like a diary.
Lai Siyu injected his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip, which recorded exactly what happened in the Taoist's life.
Lai Siyu read every word carefully, fearing that she would miss anything.
It turned out that this old Taoist was also from Pengcheng, just a rather poor casual cultivator named Ma Ming. During his Qi training period, he tragically encountered a murder and treasure-stealing incident, and unfortunately fell off a black cliff.
The monks who fall down usually don’t have a good ending. This guy was captured by the Park family and forced to work as a miner.
Life as a miner was simply not a human life. With his dantian locked, he was no match for Kuang Ba. Once, after angering the other party, he was directly beaten by the other party and thrown into an abandoned mine to fend for himself.
Ma Ming didn't have any fasting pills, and he was starving after not eating for several days. Coincidentally, someone else offended Kuangba, was beaten up by Kuangba, and thrown into the mine where he was.
The man was in a coma at the time, and Ma Ming, with his eyes green with hunger, pounced on him, bit his thigh and started tearing it apart.
The man was awakened by the pain and screamed miserably, but Ma Ming turned a deaf ear to him and continued to tear the flesh from his legs and chew it with big mouthfuls.
The man, whose hands and feet had been broken, had no way to resist. Apart from screaming heart-wrenchingly, he could only watch others eat his flesh and blood bite by bite.
Ma Ming was full. The man was not dead yet, so he didn't plan to kill him. After all, living human flesh would not rot immediately, so he could keep it and eat it for a few more days.
After eating, Ma Ming regained his strength and began to search around. Finally, he found a broken mining crowbar in a pile of waste.
Ma Ming used the pry bar to continue digging in the mine bit by bit, trying to dig up even a little bit of spirit stone. In this way, he could think of a way to use the spiritual power in the spirit stone to break the confinement of his dantian.
After all, this confinement did not seem very profound to him. It was just that the person who cast the spell had a higher level of cultivation than him. He was unable to resist at the time and his dantian was forcibly confined.
Although he is a casual cultivator, he is quite talented in techniques such as talismans, formations, and confinement.
If he could find some spirit stones, he would still have a chance to break the confinement of his dantian.
It was also luckily for this guy that he was not destined to die. The day after the man he used as food died, he did not dig out any spirit stones, but instead dug out a skeleton.
After he cleaned out the skeleton, he found a storage bag next to it.
The appearance of this storage bag completely changed Ma Ming's fate. The skeleton turned out to be a poison cultivator, and his storage bag contained all his savings.
Ma Ming not only found the poison cultivator's cultivation method in it, but also found the fragments of an ancient formation technique.
The rest of the story is nothing more than Ma Ming getting out of trouble with the help of the things in his storage bag.
Moreover, after this guy recovered his cultivation, he relied on his cultivation and the poison pills in his storage bag to kill all the monks and miners in the mine, and looted all the spirit stones and other things.
But he didn't dare to go out. After all, his cultivation level was limited to the Qi training stage. If he went out and met the foundation-building cultivators of the Park family, he would die a very ugly death.
So the guy started digging a hole, trying to break through the mine and escape. He did break through the mine and escape.
But he fell into this mortal world where there are no monks.
A cultivator in a world filled with only mortals... even a Qi-cultivating cultivator who is not well-known in the cultivation world can still stir up a huge storm.
He successfully deceived the fourth emperor of the Wei Dynasty and became the country's imperial teacher. Of course, he also played a significant role in the rise and revival of the country.
As his cultivation grew, his control over the country became more and more profound. In the end, he even had the final say on who would be the emperor of the country.
If it weren't for the fact that several surrounding countries believed in witchcraft, he would have wanted to destroy even the neighboring countries in one fell swoop.
As Ma Ming's cultivation grew, his attainments in formations became higher and higher. Especially after he established his foundation, he comprehended three formations from the ancient fragments, a defensive illusion formation, a soul-sealing formation, and a formation that could steal other people's life force.
It is true that this soul-sealing formation blocks the spiritual energy of the entire world, and can also imprison everything in this world that has anything to do with spiritual power.
Even the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator can be imprisoned.
He himself used two other formations to draw the spiritual power of the entire Wei Dynasty into a secret room in the imperial palace for his own use.
Seeing this, Lai Siyu hurriedly searched the things in his storage bag again. To her disappointment, she didn't find any so-called fragments at all.
What should he do? Normally, a cultivator's belongings should be placed in a storage bag. He was the only cultivator in the entire Wei Dynasty, and he wasn't afraid of being robbed. There was no reason for him to hide his belongings somewhere else.
As if knowing what she was thinking, the red squirrel said, "Girl, how about we go out and look for her again?"
Yes, go out and look for it. Maybe he really left it outside.
Lai Siyu and the red squirrel flashed out of the copper space.
The secret room was covered in ice, empty and devoid of anything.
Lai Siyu walked up the stairs slowly again, observing carefully along the way, afraid of missing any details, but still found nothing.
After leaving the passage, there is a garden. There is a small pile of ashes where the old Taoist died.
Lai Siyu waved her hand, and a strong wind blew away the ashes. A greasy black rag was left alone in the air, hitting Xuan'er.
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