He heard the sounds of exclamations coming from underground.
The ground bounced out again." Mr. Ning! Mister Ning!"
Ning Yi had just entered the Pill Well.
He looked at the coffins piled up like a mountain and the porcelain bottles scattered all over the ground.
These were all priceless items.
He looked carefully at the coffin.
The corpses and coffins were piled up here.
It looked like a dump, but in fact, it was good stuff.
"What did you find in front?" Ning Yi asked.
"Tree demon, we found a tree demon in front!”
Di Tipeng pointed at the other end of the well.
Ning Yi looked over from afar.
The stone door at the end had already been opened. Miss Hong and Kunlun should have already gone in.
"Don't panic, that's not a tree demon."
Ning Yi took out the compass and raised it up for them to take a look.
"This compass of mine has been lit up. If there is anything unusual here, it will be the first to react.”
At present, it could be confirmed that there were no demons in the pill well.
Chen Yulou casually picked up a bottle from the ground.
"This doesn't seem to be all pills. This bottle seems to be filled with pearls!”
Chen Yulou had seen many good things.
The pearl in front of him was obviously expensive.
"It is said that ancient alchemists used pearls to grind into powder to refine pills. I didn't expect that there would be such a thing here.”
"Originally, one of them only liked to use incense to refine pills.
It seemed that this was not the case now. Any pill formula that had been recorded would have probably been tried by the emperors of ancient times.”
For the legendary elixir of immortality.
"Tsk, there are so many coffins. Which one of them belongs to the Yuan Dynasty general?”
Elder Luo stood outside and watched as the people transported almost everything they could.
At this moment, he had also followed her into the pill well.
The reason was that they had not found any burial chambers or coffins along the way. It was possible that they would see them in the Immeasurable Hall.
They had found coffins, and there were quite a few of them.
However, none of them belonged to the Yuan Dynasty's Great General.
"Boss, there's still gold inside!”
"Gold? Let me see."
Ning Yi's gaze turned towards a strange-looking pill furnace at the side.
There were quite a number of pill furnaces here.
In order to concoct pills, he probably had to change a lot of pill furnaces.
There was even a bronze cauldron.
Moreover, most of them were simple and unadorned. Green bronze rust covered the entire bronze cauldron.
While everyone was attracted by the small gold, Ning Yi took the bronze cauldron and cauldron away.
There was also a coffin with a fairy dancing on it.
In the coffin, the shriveled corpse was covered in wrinkles. Beside it were a few porcelain vases from the Song Dynasty.
"This is Jun porcelain!"
Ning Yi recognized this exquisite porcelain at a glance.
In front of Brother Xie Ling, these porcelain pieces were nothing compared to gold.
Little did they know that if they had the right channels, the price of this porcelain alone could be ten times lower than the gold in their hands.
Moreover, there was more than one porcelain in the surroundings.
Many of them were buried with porcelain, but unfortunately, they were broken.
Ning Yi ignored the incomplete fragments.
He kept all the porcelain into his devouring sack.
It was just a casual wave of his hand.
Ning Yi's net worth directly went from a commoner to a millionaire.
This was the Republic of China, and by rough estimation, the total value of these things in his hands was definitely ten million.
But it depended on how he attacked.
If he sold it directly to an antique dealer, it would probably be good if he could sell it for 10,000 yuan.
Gold in troubled times, porcelain in prosperous times.
At a time like this, most people were busy buying antiques at a low price and waiting for Glory World to sell them at a high price.
Thus, Ning Yi also picked up a handful of golden beans.
Previously, he had only heard that people refined gold and pearls to eat. He thought that no one would believe it.
He did not expect these Warlocks to be so crazy.
Not only did he refine lead and mercury, but he also refined gold, silver, and even zombie meat.
While everyone was immersed in the joy of their harvest.
After Ning Yi carefully examined the surrounding corpses, he was a little disappointed.
Almost all the corpses here had been "processed".
To put it bluntly, it had been " cooked " by those alchemists.
In ancient times, some necromancers believed that the corpses buried in the Fengshui Treasure Land had absorbed the dragon energy from the earth veins.
As long as it was cooked, the dragon energy in the corpse could be boiled out.
As long as he could find a way to absorb this dragon energy, he would be able to achieve the so-called immortality.
"What a pity."
Ning Yi glanced at it and stopped paying attention to the surrounding corpses.
The three Mountain Moving Taoist finally caught up.
"Senior Brother, as long as we find the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty general, we might be able to find the Muchen Pearl!”
The flower spirit saw the serious expression on Zhe Gushao's face and comforted him.
"Don't be too happy. What if it's not?" The old foreigner immediately retorted.”
"We have seen countless murals like this.”
After seeing the mural, the old foreigner was not as happy as before.
Perhaps it was because he was too disappointed that he did not dare to have too much hope.
Although they had already experienced countless of such things.
However, she was still afraid of being disappointed again.
The old foreigner looked at Zhe Gushao with a sad expression.
Thinking about his senior brother, he was already over thirty years old.
In recent years, almost none of the clansmen had lived past the age of forty.
His senior brother's blood would probably turn golden soon.
Francolin Whistle suddenly raised his head." Let's wait until we find the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty general.”
"As long as there's a sliver of hope, we can't give up!”
Francolin Whistle had already recovered and was ready to continue exploring the tomb.
"Dead body, Mr. Ning, we found a dead body in front!”
Xie Ling's brothers searched the surroundings.
He carefully searched every coffin before continuing forward.
However, just as they passed the strange osmanthus tree in front of them, they received news of the discovery of a corpse not long after.
"Let's go and take a look too."
Now that he had found hope, Francolin Whistle did not intend to let go of any clues.
Ning Yi walked in front of the three of them and heard their conversation.
He wanted to tell the truth directly, but he felt that it was too cruel. It was not the time yet.
The few of them rushed over and saw Miss Hong, Kunlun, and the others surrounding a corpse dressed in black.
Ning Yi also walked over.
Through the gap, there seemed to be a person sitting cross-legged on the ground.
In a trance, he saw that the person was dressed in black, and his attire was very strange.
His body was fat and tall, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth. He sat cross-legged and made a strange gesture with his hands. He was wearing the outfit of a ghost on the stage.
"Don't touch him."
Ning Yi walked forward and asked everyone to make way.
"This corpse is poisonous.”
Ning Yi plucked a pure gold token from the corpse.
On the gold medal were written the words "Mountain Guardian".
"This is actually the rumored Mountain Guardian.”
"This person had taken poison before he died, so he shouldn't have turned into a corpse.”
Chen Yulou asserted.
Who knew that just as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew over.
"The corpse is gone!"
Chen Yulou had just said that he wouldn't turn into a corpse, but he didn't expect that he would turn into a corpse on the spot.
The slap in the face came too quickly.
However, everyone was not in the mood to think about this matter. They were all looking for the missing Mountain Guardian.
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