Chapter 661 Bibozhan [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

   Magical artifacts like Bibozhan, which is ranked 67th in Wanbaolu, are not worried that they will not be used. Just search the classics of the Guardian Pavilion, and you will naturally know its power.

  Chu Liang was not in a hurry to test, but continued to touch other things of the two demon corpses.

  Take out two weapons, which look old, and the materials should be pretty good, but too many years have passed, and the refining techniques are quite outdated. In terms of quality, it is worth a few hundred sword coins.

  In the long years, the supernatural powers, alchemy and other skills in the world of cultivating immortals have been constantly improving, so the ancient things are often not as good as they are today.

  The reason why those famous artifacts are often very old is because they most likely fell from the sky in ancient times or even more distant times, and they were not cast by human craftsmanship at all, which is why they are not as good as they used to be. Or some top-quality materials can be encountered but not sought after. After being used in the past, they are no longer available.

   Like this ancient ordinary weapon, only the monster race in the Far West will continue to use it.

   There is no other reason, just poor.

  In addition to the weapon, there are a few jade slips, which record some simple and strange breathing techniques, which should belong to the inheritance of the monster clan. In the eyes of the human race, it is also quite crude.

  There is only one map, which seems to be useful.

   This was painted on the animal skin with some kind of black paint, and some places were marked with bright red blood paint, and simple symbols were written.

Wen Yulong roughly identified seven or eight locations, including "Qingqiu", "Daze", "Wasteland", "Nuyuan", "Thunder Mountain", "Ice Field", "Green Forest", and "Temple". .

   "This is..." He looked again and again, and said, "The map of the monster clan forces in the Far West."

   "Why do you have to bring a map of your own territory?" Chu Liang wondered.

   "The land in the extreme west is quite vast, and besides the long yellow sand is the Gobi barren mountains. If there is no map, it is really easy to get lost." Wen Yulong said.

   "Then keep it, if you want to counterattack the monster clan in the future, you can use it." Chu Liang said.

   "Counterattack the Far West?" Wen Yulong smiled, "How is it possible?"

  The main reason why the human race retreated the remnants of the monster race to the far west was that there was almost a restricted area of ​​life, and it was difficult to live on even a blade of grass. If they had to kill them all, maybe those big monsters would abandon their tribes in a fit of anger and come directly to the land of Kyushu to kill civilians wantonly, even if they were killed by snipers, they would pay a huge price.

  That's why the monster clan in the Far West was left behind with the attitude of "the poor should not chase after them".

   Moreover, all the immortal sects at that time also understood that demons can never be killed. As long as the creatures in the world have cultivation bases, they are monsters in the eyes of the human race. How can it be possible to kill them all? As long as there are no more existences like demon gods, that's enough.

   Of course, it is also because of the difficulty.

  The terrain in the extreme west is complicated. Even if you kill it with a magic weapon, the group of monsters will scatter up the mountains and into the sea, and drill into the sand into the forest. I don’t know how much effort it will take to wipe them out.

  If you have that skill, why not come back and build Kyushu well.

  It’s like a person who has given up on fighting with you and jumped into the cesspit to hide by himself. All you can do is to block the edge as much as possible, and don't let him climb up.

  That's why the immortal sects are very strict in punishing the monsters in the four seas and nine states, but they never set foot in the Far West.

  Because of this, the two demon kings both attacked the gate of Yunque Temple, and Yunque Temple did not take any revenge.

  Poverty is the disadvantage of the Yaozu, but it is also their advantage.

  When you go over with the Wanfa lotus platform, they immediately flee in all directions, so what if you kill a few little demons for you? Except for the Qingqiu demon king who is trying to build civilization, the rest of the demon clan is still no different from the wild, and there is nothing that cannot be discarded.

   Fortunately, the cultivation of the Yaozu does not particularly rely on the treasures of heaven and earth. It would be better if they had them.

   But if this continues, the final result should be that the monster race is getting weaker and the human race is getting stronger, until one day it is completely vulnerable.

  Just like the ordinary divine mood of the human race today, it is much stronger than the ordinary divine mood of three thousand years ago. Because of the continuous improvement of supernatural powers and magic tools, these are not available to the monster race.

  In short, based on various considerations, it is unwise for the human race to invade the Far West.

  Chu Liang didn't know much about the Far West before. After hearing Yulong's general explanation, he realized that there were so many calculations. He sighed at the end.

   "That means this picture is useless." His voice was slightly disappointed.

   "Fortunately, there are also Bibozhan, and the value of these two monsters is already very high." Wen Yulong persuaded.

   "It's really high." Chu Liang looked at the demon corpses all over the place, and said, "It's worth a wave of burials."

  …

  After leaving from Wen Yulong, Chu Liang came to the Guardian Pavilion again.

   "Fang... ah, Senior Brother Yuan!" He greeted warmly.

  "Junior Brother Chu." Yuan Zhuo was still sitting there, looking like a young man, square and upright, with a serious smile on his face.

   "I want to look for the classics related to Bibozhan. Is there any record on how to use this magic weapon?" Chu Liang asked.

   "Wait a minute." Yuan Zhuo nodded, then his eyes lit up, he raised his finger, and made two beeps, and several books fell in front of Chu Liang.

   Yes, Senior Brother Yuan, Chu Liang admired in his heart, the processing speed has improved after not seeing him for a few years.

He quickly scanned these classics with his spiritual sense, silently memorized them in his mind, and then asked Yuan Zhuo: "I have been away for a few years, and Xiao Yi has been teaching here. Thanks to the teaching of Senior Brother Yuan, can he still do his homework?" serious?"

   "Chu Yi is extremely talented, don't worry." Mentioning this little apprentice, Yuan Zhuo praised him, "If anyone teaches him, he can become a talent."

hehe.

  You still don’t understand my situation at Silver Sword Peak.

  Chu Liang smiled and said, "That's good."

   After saying hello, he went back to Yinjian Peak, closed the door, and then showed the smile of the old landlord who picked up money when he went out, and took out Bibozhan.

   This jade lamp is crystal clear, as if there is liquid flowing on the surface, and ripples will appear as his fingers rub it, and the restrained spirituality in it is like a surging sea.

  Chu Liang smiled and poured his true energy into it, and his consciousness expanded accordingly.

  Boom—

   It was like an invisible wave spreading from the wooden house as the center, covering the entire Silver Sword Peak in a blink of an eye. When the tide was about to move forward, it was because Chu Liang's cultivation was insufficient that it only covered the range of this peak.

  In his spiritual world, the entire mountain peak is now immersed in a rippling lake, and every living being is a ripple point. And with a thought, he can see clearly what these points are.

  For example, the young cultivator standing in front of the Berry Paradise and talking eloquently, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a positive face, is saying something to a beautiful woman in front of him.

  The woman is tall and has long legs, with a bumpy figure and a heroic face. She should be a foreign tourist.

   And that man is the head of the four overlords in Shushan, Wenxianghulinbei.

  He was chanting something loudly to the female cultivator whom he met for the first time.

   "Ah, girl, I would like to sing a poem for you!" Lin Bei's voice was up and down, "My heart is beating, it's love like a fire..."

   "You're laughing..." He turned around with an affectionate expression on his face, "I'm the one who's crazy..."

  The woman's face obviously stiffened a lot, and it seemed that she had reached the verge of unbearable anger.

   This guy is harassing female tourists again...

  Chu Liang lightly tapped his finger, and called—

  A emerald green light descended from the sky, Lin Bei felt his body float, and his whole body appeared in an extremely turbulent blue sea!

  The surrounding sea water is emerald green, with strong suction, it seems to want to absorb him. He struggled with his cultivation, but it was in vain. And all the true energy he emitted was absorbed by the sea water!

  He wanted to escape, but he couldn't!

   All this happened so suddenly that he panicked for a while, and when he just reacted, everything around him suddenly disappeared again.

   Bang.

  Lin Bei fell to the ground and flopped around twice before raising his head, looking left and right, and found that he was still in the open space beside the berry garden.

  The tall slender woman in front of her was looking at her with a strange smile, and Chu Liang had already walked up from behind at some point.

   "What are you doing?" he asked.

   "Ah..." Lin Bei got up quickly, "I'm not going to introduce the scenic spot to tourists..."

  Paused, he lowered his voice and said: "Chu Liang, is there something weird about your Silver Sword Peak?"

   Before Chu Liang could answer him, he heard a thick voice from behind the woman.

   "Hammer, have you arrived first? Huh?" The voice stopped abruptly, and then suddenly raised its voice: "Brother Chu!"

  (end of this chapter)