As for the method of dripping blood, Xia Liu learned it from the old man.

As long as there is no master of the spiritual weapon, and the monk drops a drop of essence blood onto the spiritual weapon, then it is equivalent to becoming the owner of the spiritual weapon.

After becoming the master of the spiritual weapon, the spiritual weapon will be linked to the divine sense, and it can be controlled with the divine sense.

For example, the most striking feature is the monk's flying sword.

As long as you become the master of the spirit sword, you can use your divine sense to control the spirit sword at will.

As the old man said, the flying of the imperial sword can be done by a monk of the sixth level of qi refining.

But there is often another condition that cannot be met, and that is to have a spirit sword.

Not to mention in this era when aura is scarce and there are few monks.

It's a great blessing to have a spirit sword.

However, Xia Liu is looking forward to it now, because he is in the Spirit Cloud Secret Realm, in this Monk Secret Realm, in case his luck breaks out to get a Spirit Sword.

It is very possible to even obtain other spiritual weapons.

The matter of the storage ring Xia Liu put aside first.

Although it is not a top grade, as long as the quantity is large, it can also be a help.

Xia Liu then moved his gaze to the jade bamboo roll next to him.

It is not surprising that such an old-fashioned scroll, which resembles ancient times, will appear.

It shows that the monks who lived here were from that era.

As for the level of cultivation, I can't tell with a storage ring.

Perhaps there will be traces left on the jade bamboo rolls.

Xia Liu held the bamboo scroll in his hand, and after opening the black seal, the contents of the scroll immediately appeared in front of him.

"Uh-uh...... What kind of font is this, I don't seem to understand it......"

"It's a bit like traditional characters, but it's more complicated than traditional characters, and I can't understand them. ”

Ling Shiyu grew up in the Lingyun Sect since she was a child, and although she had learned some knowledge, she was still a little inferior to Hanmei, a scholar who lived in the city and received higher education.

But Han Mei, a scholar, still can't understand the content on the paper.

It's the first time she's seen these words.

"It's a relatively old script, and it's normal that you can't read it. Xia Liu explained.

"Brother Xia Liu, can you understand?" the two women looked at Xia Liu with the eyes of a monster.

Even if he cultivates to be terrifying, he can even understand this kind of strange writing, don't you want to be so demonic.

"If you look closely, I know some. Xia Liu said modestly.

He was taken away by the old man back then, but he had special training.

So, he can read it all.

This is the script used in the age of the monks.

And the exercises, spiritual arts, and so on, all the things that are written about the monks, are written in this way.

It is also known as the monk's text.

Unless you are a monk, it is difficult for others to understand, because there is no inheritance, and you don't know where to start.

"Brother Xia Liu is so powerful, so what did it say?" Han Mei and Ling Shiyu looked at Xia Liu dementedly.

They no longer knew what Xia Liu wouldn't.

"I'll see. ”

I hadn't seen this kind of monk text for too long, so Xia Liu read it carefully.

A few minutes later, Xia Liu closed the rolls.

"The general content here is mainly some daily life, as well as a commitment. ”

In the end, Xia Liu's brows furrowed slightly.

"What promise?" the two women hurriedly asked.

"The owner of this place, his wife was seriously ill and finally died, and he wrote down his promise and left, to try to bring his lover back to life. ”

Xia Liu explained.

"People can't be resurrected after death, this is basic common sense, and the owner here still wants to resurrect his wife, this ......"

Ling Shiyu and Han Mei couldn't understand it.

That's simply not possible.

"Yes, people can't be resurrected after death......"

Xia Liu was also impressed, people can't be resurrected after death, which is indeed true for ordinary people and warriors.

But for the monks, there may be a chance.

It's like the last paragraph on the jade bamboo roll.

"Sister Dumping, I won't let you leave like this, wait for me, if he is an immortal emperor one day, he won't let anyone snatch you away from me!"

Seeing this, Xia Liu was in a complicated mood.

Because of two of them, Immortal Emperor!

Is there really an immortal in this world?

Where is the culmination of the monk?

Immortal Emperor?

What kind of state is that?

When you reach that state, you can bring people back from the dead?

I don't know, Xia Liu doesn't know at all.

Now that he was only a monk who had not yet entered the Gongji period, how could he have access to those things.

However, from this scroll, it can be seen that he still has a lot of ways to go in his cultivation.

"My name: Zhentian, those who are destined to enter this place in the future, the storage ring on the table will be given to you, and there are still many spiritual weapons, spirit stones, and elixirs left on the upper floor, you can find it yourself, Zhentian, the monk era is three thousand three hundred and sixty years. ”

This is the last sign on the reels.

After reading it, Xia Liu couldn't calm down for a long time.

Outside this space, there are even spiritual weapons, spirit stones, and spirit pills left over from the earth-shattering remnants!

It's horrible!

If he can get something, Xia Liu will wake up with a smile when he sleeps.

"Hahaha!"

Unable to control his excitement, Xia Liu finally laughed wildly.

"Hehehe......"

Ling Shiyu and Han Mei also laughed at this time, they thought that there was some handwriting on the scroll that surprised Xia Liu.

"Poetry rain, cold and beautiful, leave this place with me. ”

Xia Liu wants to get out quickly now.

Although he did not know when the three thousand three hundred and sixty years of the age of the monks was.

But Megatron has been gone for so long, and he doesn't know how many treasures are left in this place, so he must hurry up and find them.

If some warriors find it and hide it, it will be a big loss.

After all, the martial artist can't exert the power of the spirit weapon, and the spirit stone and the spirit pill are not of much use to the martial artist.

Without the cultivator's exercises, a martial artist would not be able to refine the elixir.

Putting down the scroll, Xia Liu took Ling Shiyu and Han Mei downstairs.

Finally, we came to a smooth stone wall in the southeast corner.

"Is this the exit?" Ling Shiyu asked with some confusion after seeing some stone gates.

"Well, according to the owner's handwriting, this should be the door to the outside. ”

Xia Liu nodded, the scroll is recorded, as for whether it is or not, I will only know after trying it.

Immediately, Xia Liu's aura was raised, and his palm slapped to a certain position on the stone wall.

Rumble !!

After retracting his palm, there was a rumbling sound from the wall in front of him, and then the stone wall shook, and a stone door slowly pulled upward.

"Sure enough. ”

In the face of the rotten aura that rushed in, Xia Liu smiled and condensed, treasures, brother is here!

After walking out of the stone gate, there was a thunder, and the stone gate closed again.

At the same time, Xia Liu's divine sense could not sense the location of that good realm, and he was sure that even if he smashed the stone behind him, he would not be able to enter that space.

What appeared in front of him was a passage, and unlike the passage in the formation at that time, there was no shining light here, and there were glowing stones, but they would only appear far away......