Chapter 2012 Speculation of Lin Xuan and the Dulong

If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger's cub, even if you know the road ahead is difficult and dangerous, you can only bite the bullet and walk down this road.

Sighing, Lin Xuan waved a few sword qi casually, and a deep pit appeared in sight, and then with a flick of his sleeve, he sent the remains of the ancient monk into the pit.

Although Lin Xuan had no advantage in not getting up early, burying the remains of this person in front of him was just a matter of little effort.

Lin Xuan would not be stingy about such things, the immortal road is long, and every step is thorny, and he doesn't know where he can go. Although he talks about pursuing the road of eternal life, Lin Xuan is not at all sure whether he can become a fairy.

Seeing this ancient cultivator's inexplicable fall at this time, his body buried in the ice, which has not rotted for thousands of years, Lin Xuan felt a little melancholy deep in his heart.

After all, people are not grass and trees, who can not feel sad at all?

It's perfectly normal to be in love with the scene.

However, since choosing this rugged road to immortality, Lin Xuan said goodbye to weakness.

If it weren't for his extremely tough mind, he might not be able to build a foundation, let alone have the current strength. Taking a deep breath, Lin Xuan's expression became extremely firm again.

If you don't have the courage to put yourself to death and come back to life, it is impossible to take the initiative to seek opportunities in the immortal way.

Lin Xuan's body grew green, and he flew forward again.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Dulong Patriarch, but at this moment, what choice does he have?

I hope my judgment is right, the danger no longer exists, the old monster sighed, and followed Lin Xuan.

As time passed, the mist became thicker and thicker.

Even his spiritual sense could not be seen very clearly, a strange color flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, a silver glow suddenly appeared in the depths of the eyes, and then the entire pupil turned into a bright silver.

Tianfeng Shenmu!

In such a situation, the secret technique of the spiritual eye can come in handy. It can even pass through a stone wall several feet thick, and the mere fog is naturally nothing.

After flying another cup of tea, Lin Xuan saw the corpse again. Because of the freezing weather, the corpse could not match for thousands of years.

This time Lin Xuan didn't stop to take a closer look, but just glanced at it with his divine sense.

The same as the previous Gu Xiu's death, the meridian of the whole body was shattered and died.

Lin Xuan's face became more and more gloomy.

The hand is in the sleeve, and several talismans have slipped into the palm.

Although it has been hundreds of thousands of years since this incident, Lin Xuan still feels a little uneasy. The unknown is the scariest thing. What kind of dangers does this mysterious ice field hide besides the veins of top-quality spar?

During the next journey, Lin Xuan found more corpses. Most of them kept their lifelike shapes. Judging from their actions, they seemed to be defending against the enemy, and they were killed here by some tyrannical force.

However, Lin Xuan made a new discovery. Although most of these immortal cultivators died due to supernatural powers such as sound waves, some of them were decapitated by sharp claws, or pierced through their chests and abdomens.

Besides the magic weapon, he also discovered some spiritual weapons, which proved that the strength of this group of monks was uneven, and not all of them were high-ranking monks.

"Dulong, what do you speculate?" Lin Xuan's voice came slowly into his ears. At this moment, there is really a need for someone to chat with the situation in front of him.

"It's hard to say, but these people should not be treasure hunting monks, but rather..."

"It looks like a cultivator of the same sect." Lin Xuan's voice came to his ears slowly.

"That's right, the master's speculation coincides with the old slave's."

Leaving aside the intrigue between the two, Lin Xuan and Patriarch Du Long are both experienced, and since they came to the same conclusion, their guesses are probably correct.

It's just why the immortal cultivators of the same sect fell here in unison, and what exactly did they encounter during their lifetime?

In fact, Lin Xuan was not interested in the reason, he just wanted to know what danger was lurking in this mysterious space.

After so many years, will it still be here?

There are many puzzles, but there is no way to solve them. Lin Xuan doesn't have much time, so he can only bite the bullet and go forward step by step.

After a while, the front suddenly became clear, and even the thick fog suddenly disappeared, and a stretch of rolling mountains appeared in sight.

It is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is only more than a hundred feet high and stretches for more than ten miles. It is meandering and crawling. Seen from the air, it looks somewhat similar to a dragon.

The vegetation on the mountain is not dense, but it is covered with a thick layer of white snow. From a distance, it looks like a world covered in silver.

At the same time, from the bottom of the mountain, there was a lot of aura.

It is not the same as the spirit vein, but the one emitted by the spar vein.

And the richness is extremely strong, obviously the quality is not low.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Could it be that the top grade mineral lode is here?

It's really hard to find a place to go through iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it.

Uh... I can't say that, but it is indeed much easier than I originally thought.

With a flick of Lin Xuan's sleeve, the cyan sword was dazzling, piercing the air like lightning, and slashed down towards the top of the mountain closest to him.

As soon as the sword qi slashed on the mountain wall, a dazzling white light burst out.

Obviously this is not an ordinary mountain wall, it is extremely hard.

However, there was no surprise on Lin Xuan's face. The mine veins should be like this.

In the end, Lin Xuan's sword light cut off the rock layer on the surface, exposing the crystal clear crystal stone inside.

Embedded in the rock wall, each one is shaped like a jujube core. In terms of volume, it is much smaller than ordinary spar, but the spiritual power contained in it is extremely pure.

It really is the best spar!

Lin Xuan's face was full of joy. After all, he took so many risks for this thing, and he was also afraid that the information would be wrong in the future.

There are many such cases in the world of cultivating immortals, so I am just happy.

Fortunately, it is unnecessary to worry, seeing it with my own eyes at this moment, this is indeed a vein of top-quality spar.

And it is the kind that is extremely conducive to mining.

God bless.

On the other side, Patriarch Dulong's expression was extremely complicated.

For this day, he has been planning for hundreds of years.

And it can be said that he gambled all his wealth.

Now that I finally saw so many top-quality crystals, how could I not be happy because of emotion and reason.

However, none of them fell into his pocket, not to mention treasures, his life is now in Lin Xuan's hands. Thinking of this, the old monster became discouraged, and God's will would not be so bullying.

Lin Xuan doesn't care what the old monster thinks. At this moment, there is only one thing he has to do, to mine these top-quality crystals as soon as possible, and put them in the pouch on his waist.

Then leave here, anyway, staying in this unknown ice field, Lin Xuan has a bad feeling.

PS: the first update