Kill the evil and retrieve the funerary artifacts!
This was a world where many tomb raiding planes were combined!
To put it bluntly, she wanted Wei Chuan to keep going down the tomb.
Although he felt like he was being controlled by the system. However, he still had to go down the tomb!
Because the treasures in the system store were too fragrant…
Precious blood, precious medicine, divine weapons, and powerful techniques…There were even longevity medicines and immortality medicines!
Although they were all sold at sky-high prices, they were still real.
No one could say NO to immortality!
Of course, the most important goal now was to accumulate 10000 luck points and buy the 16-character Feng Shui secret technique.
Just relying on the Heavenly Astra Art and the Smelling Symbol Art was enough to find the tomb, but it was much more difficult to find the great tomb.
There were countless mountains from Lingnan to Xiangxi, so he couldn't really walk through them one by one.
Although Little Black was also an expert in reverse combat and his martial arts skills were not low, Little Black could only do needlework and did not know Feng Shui.
His buddy, Blackie, was picked up in the wilderness a year ago. When they first met, the veins in Blackie's hands were broken, and there were two bullet holes in his body. He had many internal and external injuries.
He was able to endure such an injury. Out of curiosity, Wei Chuan fed him a Blood Essence Pill to help him recover.
In just half a month, the injuries on Little Black's body had actually healed. Even the severed tendons in his hands had regrown!
Wei Chuan could tell at a glance that Little Black was not simple.
Blackie also happened to have nowhere to go. He only said that he liked the mountains and forests and did not want to enter big cities. From then on, Blackie followed Wei Chuan everywhere and became a shop assistant.
As their friendship deepened, Wei Chuan finally understood why he felt a sense of familiarity with Blackie. No wonder it could recover from that kind of injury so quickly. However, his eyes were damaged and he could not see strong light.
Because Little Black was called Black Glasses.
………….
By the time Wei Chuan and Blackie left the mountains, the sky had already started to darken.
The two of them found a temple that had been abandoned for a long time and settled down.
At this moment, Wei Chuan began to calculate his previous gains.
In the previous fight, although the tomb owner was not a king, he was still a small noble.
There were piles of gold and silver in the funerary objects, and there were nearly twenty well-preserved high-grade funerary objects.
"System, leave behind the Longevity Guanyin Statue, the yellow-glazed cup with high feet, the dragon-patterned teapot, the gilded Buddha statue, and the blue-glazed plum vase with gold engravings. The rest will be taken back."
Ding! Recovered the Glazed Pulse Pillow with Tea Powder. Obtained 25 luck points.'
Ding! Recovering the Hetian Jade Dragon Turtle, worth 30 luck points.'
Ding! Recover…This time, he obtained a total of 455 luck points, totaling 2290 luck points.'
Seeing that his luck value had increased by more than 400 points, Wei Chuan's lips curled up.
If he could get this kind of harvest from any random noble tomb, he could buy all the 16-character Feng Shui secret techniques in the mall in a few months.
As for the other half of the Yin-Yang Art, which was worth 50,000 luck points, it was not within Wei Chuan's spending power.
Actually, Wei Chuan still had many top-grade funerary objects, gold, silver, and jade treasures, but it was not worth it to exchange them for luck value.
For example, a gilded Buddha could be sold for at least 2000 dollars, but it would only be worth 20 luck points. However, a jade pendant that was only worth 500 dollars could be exchanged for 40 luck points.
The tomb owner's precious burial items were not as valuable as a personal token. Qin Shihuang's chamber pot could probably fill two noble tombs.
Instead of exchanging it for luck value, it was better to keep it.
His eight cubic meters of space ring was already filled with more than half of the high-grade funerary artifacts.
"I really can't learn this Turtle Wealth Manipulation Technique? With such a move, there was no need to be afraid that the pocket was not big enough.”
Blackie grinned and played with the golden talisman that Wei Chuan gave him.
Hearing this, Wei Chuan shook his head." It's not that I don't want to teach you. You can't learn without my physique." Maybe I can think of a way to teach you later, but I can't do it now. Also, it's the five ghosts, not the turtle."
What transportation technique could be more useful than an interspatial ring?
"Shopkeeper, I have been working hard without complaint…"
"Don't talk!"
At this moment, the Black Tortoise tattoo on Wei Chuan's back heated up.
Wei Chuan narrowed his eyes as he sensed a demonic aura mixed with a fishy smell coming from the temple gate. A look of disgust appeared on his face. Blackie also felt the Yin Qi outside the door. The smile on his face disappeared and he squatted down slightly.
Ka...
The sound of the door being pushed open rang out, and the two of them looked at the temple door at the same time.
The person who pushed open the door was a white-haired old man wearing hemp clothes and a straw hat. He carried a stack of bamboo baskets on his back.
Although he was dressed normally, his sharp mouth, thin cheeks, and long eyebrows made him look even more demonic in the middle of the night.
Wei Chuan gently clenched his fists, and the Xuanming Qi in his eyes circulated.
When he looked again, he was no longer an old man.
This was clearly a big yellow weasel that walked on two feet, had a straw hat on its head, and was grinning! His entire body was emitting a dense demonic aura, and he looked like he had cultivated for more than a hundred years.
"You dare to ask for a title from me?"
Wei Chuan instantly thought of a monster asking for a title.
In this world, not only could humans cultivate, but animals could also cultivate.
When these animals became spiritual monsters, they would encounter karmic calamities.
Therefore, these monsters would find people to ask for a title.
These monsters would ask you if it looked like a human or an immortal. If it was said to be like an immortal, although it could not become an immortal on the spot, it could also make great progress in cultivation.
Although it would seek opportunities to repay kindness, all the karma of slaughter it had cultivated would be transferred to the person it was seeking.
If it looked like a human, then its essence would dissipate on the spot, and its cultivation would be unable to advance any further. In the future, it would take revenge.
Of course, the spiritual monsters had different attainments, and their demands were also different. Ordinary little spiritual monsters would only ask if they looked like humans, but they were not qualified to ask if they looked like immortals.
No matter how he answered, the person who was being punished would not have a good ending.
Unless, the person being chased really met a spiritual monster who had no physical strength and was dedicated to cultivation and never committed any sins. The person who was punished would have spiritual help for three lifetimes.
When he saw the old man, Blackie instantly stood behind Wei Chuan, and the corner of his mouth returned to that strange smile.
"Little friend, meeting in the forest is fate.”
The yellow weasel walked straight to Blackie's original position and sat down. He looked at Wei Chuan and Blackie with a burning gaze and said in a sonorous voice.
"Yes."
Wei Chuan nodded slightly and his eyes fell on the weasel.
On the other hand, Blackie would always argue with him whether it was a human or a demon.
"Indeed. I think you and my shopkeeper are fated. The mountain road is difficult to walk on. Why don't you stay for the night?”
Under the illumination of the candlelight, the weasel's eyes were shining, his throat was heaving up and down, and his breathing was somewhat rapid.
This was the first time Wei Chuan and the other two had encountered a monster that wanted to be conferred a title.
This yellow weasel stood at least a meter tall, its claws resting on its abdomen. On its sharp mouth, one could even see a hint of a sinister smile that seemed inhuman.
It really did look a little like a human…
It was just that it was a little scary at night. Although he had Precious Blood martial arts, he was still human. When he encountered strange scenes, he would also feel horrified.
At the same time, Wei Chuan glanced at the darkness outside the temple.
"Cough…Little friend, your words are reasonable."
Seeing Blackie speak, the yellow weasel seemed a little anxious and continued,"
"Then young friend, do I look like a human or an immortal?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow weasel even bowed to Blackie and cupped his hands. His shining eyes stared at Blackie with anticipation.
Seeing this, Wei Chuan's lips curled up and he looked at Blackie.
Seeing the teasing look on Wei Chuan's face, Blackie raised his glasses and pondered for a moment."
"I think…I think you look like a dog skin plaster.”After saying that, the smile on Blackie's face became even wider.
Hearing this, the weasel's body trembled and he sighed.
"I treat you with courtesy.”
"Alright, we'll meet again in the future!"
With that, the weasel turned around and was about to leave.
The moment it turned around, demonic qi surged out of its body, and the sinister smile on its face instantly disappeared. He gritted his teeth and growled.
At the same time, the stench on his body became stronger.
"Hey, don't go. I told you to stay the night. Are you deaf?”Seeing the weasel's body tremble and the demonic qi surge. Little Black shouted with a smile. Then, he waved his hand in front of his nose as if he was stinking.
"Old thing, peeing in my room?”
"Since you're asking for a title, I'll send you to become an immortal today!
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