123 Treasure Hunt in the Valley

Chapter 123

There were still three figures in the tent, and it looked like nothing had changed. From time to time, some people got up and walked around.

The truth was that Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo had quietly left the camp and headed for the entrance to the Nether Valley.

Both of them used the invisibility talisman to ensure that even if someone was guarding the entrance to the valley, they would not be able to find them.

When they arrived at the entrance to the valley, they found that no one was guarding it.

Come to think of it, what's the point of guarding here before the poison gas in the Nether Valley becomes thinner? Who would run into the valley out of despair?

Without the seven-leaf insect flower, whoever enters will die, which greatly facilitates Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo's actions.

Arriving at the valley entrance, Feng Ming held out the black crystal turtle, touched its shell and said, "Good little turtle, it's time for you to play a role, come on."

The black crystal turtle looked at its master helplessly, then spit a bubble in the direction of the poisonous mist. The bubble continued to grow with the support of the black crystal turtle's own power until it could accommodate two people.

Feng Ming touched the bubble in surprise, and it felt soft and bouncy: "Oh, Xiao Jing is really amazing, the strange grass was not eaten in vain, good job, Brother Bai, let's try it."

Bai Qiaomo smiled and nodded: "I think it's okay."

The two walked into the bubble hand in hand, and the bubble tightened, as if the two of them had an extra layer of skin on their bodies.

The two tried to walk into the poisonous fog, but were surprised to find that they were not affected by the poisonous fog, and the air they breathed was still fresh.

"Is this because the bubbles have a filtering effect?"

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as filtering. Look at Xiaojing."

Bai Qiaomo pointed at the little turtle lying back on Fengming's shoulder, and was surprised to find that the little turtle was actually

swallowing and spitting out the poisonous fog in the valley. It inhaled the poisonous fog, but exhaled pure vitality.

After confirming this fact, Feng Ming was extremely happy. He picked up the little turtle and kissed it: "Oh, little turtle, you are so capable. I will reward you when we get back."

The little turtle was so dizzy from being kissed that it did not notice that Bai Qiaomo looked at it with a bit of hostility. Its other owner was jealous.

Encouraged, the little turtle swallowed and spit out the poison mist more vigorously and provided the pure vitality to the two owners.

Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo were extremely relaxed. Not only were they not affected by the poison mist at all, but they also had pure vitality to absorb. Without further refining, they could be transformed into their internal vitality.

In Feng Ming's opinion, the skill of the Black Crystal Turtle was more advanced than that of the Seven-Leafed Insect Flower.

The Seven-Leafed Insect Flower only separated the poisonous fog, but it could not absorb it and then turn it into pure vitality.

This little black turtle was not raised in vain, and all those pills and beast cores were not eaten in vain.

"Let's go in this direction. The Miyou Butterfly sensed that guy in that direction."

"Okay."

Bai Qiaomo was alert to the surrounding environment. As he went deeper, he could not see any other creatures in the valley except the poisonous fog.

There was not even a weed on the ground. It was very desolate, and the weeds were all poisoned to death.

After walking for a long time, the two found a grass with a strange color. Other things could not survive in this valley, but this grass grew particularly lively, which was abnormal.

Feng Ming walked over, carefully put on isolation gloves, dug up the strange grass and put it in a jade box, and took it out to study it. If he couldn't study it thoroughly, he would give it to his master.

After that, Feng Ming dug up the second and third grasses. For him, the more the better.

In addition to the strange-colored grass, they also encountered many human skeletons and bones left after the death of wild beasts.

These bones have been preserved for different lengths of time, and the color of the bones is also abnormal, with a grayish color.

Some bones will weather into powder with a slight touch.

"Why are there no other things on these bones? Could it be that the storage bags, storage rings and the like were also poisoned?" Feng Ming said regretfully.

Bai Qiaomo guessed, "Maybe it was taken away by the people who came in first. Also, doesn't the poisonous fog here become thinner every once in a while? There must be a lot of cultivators coming in. Any good stuff should have been taken away long ago."

Feng Ming also knew this, but he felt regretful: "What a pity! I thought we could make a fortune with Xiaogui's magical ability."

Bai Qiaomo chuckled, "Maybe there's something wrong with the direction we're going. If we change direction, we might be able to find fresh corpses from the past ten years."

Feng Ming clapped his hands and said, "Yeah, should we look for it?"

"Sure, the people in front can't escape anyway."

"Then let's do it."

So next, Feng Ming stopped chasing the mark on Wu Yingyan's body, and changed a path.

Gradually, they came across several corpses that were not too old, or they could be called mummies, mummies formed after weathering.

The clothes on their bodies and the weapons in their hands were still intact, but it was obvious that they had gone through a painful struggle before death, and the taste of inhaling poisonous gas was not so pleasant.

The things on these corpses were still intact, so Feng Ming became a corpse collector again and took away all the valuable things on the corpses.

Compared with the corpses of cultivators, there were more corpses of wild beasts. After all, cultivators knew that the valley was dangerous, and not many dared to risk breaking in. However, wild beasts would rush in headfirst, and it would be difficult to retreat.

Compared with the corpse of the cultivator, the only valuable thing on the wild beast is the beast core inside its body. Feng Ming didn't let any of them go. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. If it doesn't exchange for Yuanjing, it can also be used as food for the little turtle.

The deeper you go, the fewer corpses you can pick up.

But if you can find one, the strength of this corpse should have been strong when it was alive.

"Brother Bai, look at this one, this skeleton should be quite old, but the bones haven't weathered away yet." Feng Ming bent his fingers and knocked on the bones, and the bones could still make a crisp sound.

"Be careful, be careful that the bones are also poisonous."

Bai Qiaomo said so, but it can be found that the color of the bones of this skeleton is more like white, and it feels that there is no toxin left in the bones. I don't know if it is because the cultivator was not poisoned when he was alive, or the poisoning was not serious.

The two men squatted down and carefully examined the skeleton. Feng Ming had seen many corpses in his previous life, so touching corpses, picking up corpses, and looking at bones did not affect him at all. It was just like looking at cabbages.

"Look, there are knife wounds here, and the bones are all cracked." Two ribs were broken.

"The color of the hand and leg bones is not right. He must have been injured before he died."

The internal organs are gone, so it is impossible to judge further from the internal organs.

Bai Qiaomo said: "Just from the injuries on the bones, it doesn't look like he died from these injuries. And looking at these three injuries, the toxins are not much."

"Maybe it has something to do with the injury to the soul sea. If the soul is injured, there is no way to test anything from the bones." Feng Mingxia speculated.

Bai Qiaomo nodded: "It is possible. Anyway, this predecessor must have been extraordinary when he was alive. He didn't want to die in this Nether Valley. Search carefully to see if the predecessor left any clues."

If he was killed by someone, there must be some clues before he died, but there is nothing useful on the bones.

Bai Qiaomo thought that if there was a treasure, it might be buried somewhere nearby.

So the two began to dig deep into the ground. Feng Ming worked very hard as a treasure hunter, not afraid of hardship or fatigue.

The two worked hard in the poisonous fog, while the little turtle breathed in and out leisurely, sucking in a ball and spitting out a ball.

Ten minutes later, Bai Qiaomo's voice rang out: "Brother Ming, come and look over here."

Feng Ming immediately gave up the pit he had dug and ran over. He saw Bai Qiaomo digging out a box made of unknown material from under the sand.

The sand was corroded by the toxin, but the box was not affected at all. Feng Mingxi said, "Could it be that the senior left behind?"

"Let me open it and see." Bai Qiaomo also wanted to know the story of the senior.

"Be careful." Feng Ming reminded.

Bai Qiaomo carefully broke the seal on the box. It was not known whether the seal was originally weak or weakened due to the passage of time, but it was easy to open the box.

The two saw three things lying in the box:

a storage ring, a jade slip, and a soft black block like mud.

"It must have been left by that senior. It's obvious that someone hid it on purpose, but you can find it if you look carefully."

It took them only ten minutes to dig it out from the ground, so it wasn't difficult. But who knows how many years have passed before these things have seen the light of day again.

Bai Qiaomo touched the black block with his gloved hand, and it was just like clay. It sank a little, and then the fingers retracted and bounced back.

"Ah, what is this? It must be something special to put it in this box?" Feng Ming asked in surprise.

Bai Qiaomo looked down at the Qingyan Pearl on his chest. The black block actually caused the Qingyan Pearl to react.

He picked up the black block again, and the black block was squeezed into various shapes in his hands. Bai Qiaomo, who seemed to be thinking about something, gradually showed joy.

"Brother Ming, we may have really encountered something good." "

This black mud block? What good thing could it be?"

"I'm not sure yet, but there is a way to try."

"How to try?"

"Bring a seed here."

Feng Ming obediently took a spiritual herb seed. The seeds were collected to be taken back to Qiansui Peak for planting. Many spiritual fields were opened on Qiansui Peak to plant various spiritual herbs.

Bai Qiaomo stuffed the seed into the black block and asked the little turtle to spray a few breaths of vitality on the seed. The little turtle did it obediently, and then an amazing scene happened in front of the two people and the turtle.

After the seed was infused with the energy, it quickly began to take root, sprout and grow.

The little turtle continued to encourage and sprayed a few more breaths of energy. Bai Qiaomo stuffed a few more crystals into the black block, and the seed completed the entire growth process and became a mature spiritual herb.

This is a ten-year spiritual herb. In front of their eyes, in less than half a minute, a seed turned into a ten-year spiritual herb. Is there anything more amazing than this?

Feng Ming was so excited that he stuttered: "This, this, this is..."

Bai Qiaomo was also very excited: "This may be the legendary Xirang."

"Yes, that's what I want to say, God, I'm going to faint."

The little turtle obviously understood and also looked like he was about to faint.

The little turtle also knows what Xirang is. It is a treasure that is more advanced than the spiritual treasure.