My family is cultivating immortality, I am working on resources in another world

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

Jiang Ming felt so heartbroken and dizzy from the pain that he almost lost his mind.

He held the wall with both hands, his nails almost digging into the stone wall.

Explore the Purple Palace.

The dantian, which was originally as black as ink and shaped like an ancient mirror, now has a hint of vitality.

It looks slightly crystal clear under the reflection of the spiritual light.

It is no longer as black as iron and unclear as before.

The changes are still continuing, like a broken dam, out of control!

I saw the dantian split into two from the middle.

It forms two distinct parts of black and white, like a yin and yang fish.

It gives people a mysterious feeling.

Half of the dantian contains pure spiritual power, which is continuous and long, like a surging river.

The other half of the dantian was empty.

It's like a beautiful and charming woman missing her lover, staying alone in an empty room.

A strong desire came over me.

Jiang Ming was like a traveler in the desert, looking for a source of water.

Endure the piercing pain in your dantian and let go of all your thoughts.

He stumbled and picked up the magic crystal.

Just got it.

Black gas suddenly gushed out from it.

The power of the curse is still as violent and shocking as ever, revealing a strong sense of hostility.

It lingered in the stone chamber, eroding the stone walls until they became somewhat soft.

Such power is terrifying.

But strangely, the black energy had no intention of harming Jiang Ming.

Instead, it has a flattering meaning, like a girl in hot clothes in a brothel.

She reveals her slender waist and dresses in a cool and charming way.

Want to please Jiang Ming.

Soothing his tense nerves, the pain was like the sun shining directly on the ice and snow in early spring.

Although it has not disappeared completely, most of it is gone.

There are also significant changes in the dantian.

It's like a downpour after a long drought, or spring coming back to a dead tree.

He suddenly felt a sense of fullness in the empty dantian.

Just as Jiang Ming was feeling excited.

When he wanted to see what benefits the power of the curse could bring him, this feeling of comfort suddenly disappeared!

All that was left was a dull pain in the body and a magic crystal that had lost its luster and shattered into pieces.

"Depend on!"

After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Ming cursed under his breath, then stood up and fell into thought.

Unlike spiritual energy, it brings him powerful strength once it enters his body.

Honest and simple, always responsive to requests.

This cursed power is like a hateful liar. It enters the dantian and starts pretending to be dead.

The chicken doesn't lay eggs in the coop, and the toilet doesn't shit.

Not willing to pay anything.

Whether it was asked to manipulate the sword energy or form protective energy, there was no response.

long silence.

Jiang Mingcai finally accepted the reality of being a freeloader.

I didn't expect that the magic crystal that I had high hopes for would be so unusable.

Besides being disappointed.

He began to take out the spoils one by one.

The personal belongings of the four Lin family members who were killed, as well as the property of the evil cultivator, were all spread out on the ground.

It's almost piled up into a small mountain.

Although most of them are junk.

But it cannot be denied that there are still some treasures in it.

All useless things, such as clothes, calligraphy and paintings, and meaningless pornographic books were eliminated.

The mountain-like object in front of him was reduced to the size of a mound.

There are quite a few pills inside.

The items they picked out almost filled up the stone table.

If all of them were taken out, there would probably be hundreds of them.

It is comparable to Qingyu's several days of hard work.

There are so many types that Jiang Ming can't even recognize them all.

Although some pills look extremely precious and valuable,

But Jiang Ming still didn't dare to take it rashly.

All medicines are poisonous to some extent, and some poisons look no different from elixirs.

If you admit your mistake, your life will be in danger.

He didn't want to fail in this matter, and professional matters should be left to professionals.

After packing these up, Jiang Ming decided to give them to Qingyu to sort out later.

When the time comes, distribute it to the tribe members to enhance their strength.

Organize the pills.

The rest are just big things.

The first thing that catches your eye is a sealed box.

It is about one foot square and its owner is Lin Yuancheng.

As expected of a Confucian scholar, he is indeed elegant and the packaging is very beautiful.

It’s a good thing at first glance!

When he opened the box, Jiang Ming's excitement almost doubled.

Uncover the layers of yellow cloth wrapped around it.

The exposed pine box exudes a light fragrance that is refreshing.

When I smelled the fragrance of medicine, I knew without any guessing that it contained elixir.

But it must be a treasure!

Just as he was about to open it, Jiang Ming suddenly discovered that there was a lock on the box.

The design is very clever.

There are many mechanisms, the harder you lock it, the tighter it becomes, and you can't open it no matter what you do.

As expected of a weapon made by a weapon refiner, Jiang Ming was unable to crack it for a while.

Set this aside.

He began to study other objects.

Although there are no fine products among the scattered weapons, fortunately there are many types, including swords, spears and halberds.

It is easy to use for the tribe members.

Organize and store step by step.

There were fewer and fewer objects on the ground, and finally only a few scrolls of secret books and a ferocious magic weapon, the Soul Refining Banner, were left.

These secret books are all the treasures of that evil cultivator.

It can be seen that the sect he belongs to is quite powerful, and the secret books are basically mid-level Xuan-level magic skills.

It’s no problem to sell any book for tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Pick out the extremely precious Xuan-level advanced martial arts book inlaid with gold patterns.

"Spirit Binding Technique..."

After taking a look, Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

This doesn't seem to be a technique tailor-made for demonic cultivators. He and his clansmen can also practice it as long as they are willing!

Although the name sounds a bit weird.

But judging from the content, Jiang Ming can totally accept it.

It's nothing more than summoning some ghosts and then manipulating them to attack.

No need for human blood sacrifice.

So what if the means are sinister?

As long as it can kill a strong enemy, no matter what means are used, it is a good thing!

Jiang Ming carefully put the item away and planned to study it another day, after all, it was a high-level Xuan-level martial art.

You can’t master it in a short time, you have to work hard.

Holding the wooden handle, he carefully picked up the Soul Refining Banner and looked at it for a long time.

A hint of awe flashed in his eyes.

Although the demonic monks are cruel and ruthless.

But I have to say, he is indeed very talented.

The so-called Soul Refining Banner was originally just an ordinary piece of white cloth.

Only by slaughtering lives bit by bit can we achieve the strength we have today.

A magical weapon that can evolve, what an amazing idea.

If there were no need to kill people, it would surely be a beautiful story in the world of immortal cultivation.

The totem of evil spirits carved on the banners is hideous and terrifying.

Accompanied by blood-colored lines, it looks extremely strange.

A piece of banner has sucked away the blood of countless people.

It would be absolutely dangerous to activate such a sinister thing without a strong state of mind.

No wonder Li Lin told him not to use it rashly.

In an instant, resentment, hatred, murderous intent...all kinds of negative emotions superimposed on each other flooded into my mind.

The mental shock caused is no joke.

If you’re not careful, you might even drive yourself crazy.

I was just about to put it away, planning to find a good buyer for it in the future.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew.

Jiang Ming's pupils shrank as he was surprised to find that the curse power that had been dormant in his body for a long time actually took the initiative to attack!

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