The days of accompany the senior sister to cultivate immortals

Chapter 85

Ouch!

Coincidentally, this rib just hit the head of the person in the corresponding row. This is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was fumbled on the ground and picked up the bone.

It feels weird to the touch, but even worse when you look at it, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Oh my God! Human bones!"

His sound was sharper, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. The old man in the lead also walked over quickly, and said angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to howl indiscriminately!"

He was quite old, and his seniority was very high, how could the young man dare to talk back, he was extremely wronged, and he handed over the rib in his hand.

He was still pondering in his mind, could it be that the mysterious things on it had been replaced, and he really wanted it so he threw the bones down.

When the old man took it, his face froze immediately, and his breathing was not smooth.

It is rumored that the peerless power has cultivated to a certain level, reborn, and can use his own Dao Yun to warm and nourish the body, so that he can have Dao Yun, and after death, Dao Yun will manifest, and Dao marks will be left on the bones. Carefully understand and benefit.

Just now he directly comprehended it, and suddenly the Taoism in the ribs manifested into a scripture, which is extremely mysterious, and a single sentence contains thousands of ways, which is simply the category of immortals.

The Nether Sea has been passed down for countless years, and the sect has such a profound foundation that even some old immortals can't figure it out, but the island where the old man is located is not in the top ten ranks, and there is no way to obtain scriptures at the level of immortality.

His breathing was not smooth, it was purely caused by nervousness, he swallowed his saliva, his voice was trembling, and he ordered: "Everyone stop and throw from this position!"

There is only one scripture on this rib, but there must be more on the other bones.

Although everyone was puzzled, the discipline in the door was extremely strict, and there was a great advantage in obedience. They immediately lined up and kept throwing things.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, looked at the objects thrown up in a dazed manner. What's the matter?

It seems that nothing is thrown from other directions. What does it mean to throw it all at me? Could it be that I accidentally robbed other skeletons of their business?
Lin Feng stretched out his head and took a sneaky look. The most conspicuous old man in the crowd, holding his ribs with his right hand, was looking excitedly at this side.

Could it be that this bone is still a treasure, but Lin Feng didn't think there was any mystery in it when he looked left and right!

In order to prove this point, Lin Feng chose a fruit from the things thrown up. This fruit has the effect of healing, which is not much worse than the Resurrection Pill.

Then, Lin Feng stabbed the skeleton next to him again with the Qingxuan Sword, and a small piece of rib fell off immediately.

Lin Feng picked it up and threw it down, and then secretly observed the situation below.

I saw the old man burst into ecstasy, picked up the ribs like a lunatic, and with a frenzied look on his face, he kept telling: "Quick, quick, this is here, hurry up and throw whatever you want. If someone succeeds, I will have a big reward!"

As soon as his words inspired, the people around were so excited that they desperately took out their things and threw them up.

There are so many things, even if Lin Feng is picky, he is dazzled for a while, and he can't choose.

It's not that Lin Feng is stingy, the key is how many things can be exchanged for just a few bones. In the end, Lin Feng even stingyly divided the last rib into five small pieces and threw it away, changing things five times.

But this is just a drop in the bucket, Lin Feng felt that even if the entire skeleton frame was removed, it would not be enough to replace it.

The expression of the old man below was getting weirder and weirder, why the upper part was getting more and more stingy, one rib was divided into five pieces to exchange, but when he looked at the bones at hand, he immediately understood.

There are only so many bones in a human being, how many bones are left after the dismantling is over?
He tried to put together the immortal scriptures, but it was a pity that with so many bones, he might not even be able to make up one-third of them. What's more troublesome was that the missing head and tail were difficult to fill.

The old man below has a big head, and Lin Feng also has a big head. There are more and more things. Lin Feng, who has no magic weapon for storage, is also irritable when he looks at the small pile of treasures.

The group of fools below didn't know how to throw a storage bag up. If anyone threw a storage bag, the young master would throw him a calf bone.

In the end, there were more and more things, and the skeletons beside him were almost torn apart by Lin Feng. Some had lost ribs, some had lost arms, and a calf was also knocked off by Lin Feng.

Fortunately, the skeleton ignored Lin Feng's small movements at all, and he was quite generous in this regard.

Lin Feng also felt that enough was enough, any more would be too ruthless, knocked off the last calf bone, lifted the Qingxuan sword and carefully engraved two words on it, storage!
It was just thrown down, and the old man below was overjoyed when he saw such a big bone, and rushed up to catch the calf bone, but saw the two crooked characters on it, and was a little puzzled.

But then I didn't think much about it, just give whatever you want, magic weapon for storage, right? The old man simply called a Jindan disciple, took his Qiankun bag, picked out some important things, and threw them away up.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, the big man above should be satisfied, it's best to throw a few more bones down.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response, and he suddenly turned his old face, extremely unhappy.

Lin Feng didn't have time to worry about him now, so he directly opened the storage bag, and found that the space was relatively large, and there were some foundation-building pills and a lot of cheap herbs in it, and the old man even gave something to him.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand, put the things he had exchanged into the Qiankun bag, secretly glanced at the expectant old man below, clasped his fists and said thank you.

Still want bones?I'm sorry, either it's not there, or I don't dare to knock anymore, and there are enough things.

There was no response for a long time, and when the time came, the Nether Ship shook and began to sail.

The old man is distraught below, the fairy scriptures, but they have not been collected completely, and they are of no great use at all!

As for making up the vacancy, it was just a joke. If he had the strength to fill in the gaps in the immortal scriptures, it would be faster to create a superb scripture by himself.

Looking at the sailing ship, he was so angry that he was dying, but there was nothing he could do about it. A ghost ship was a very mysterious existence in the Nether Sea, and there were rumors that all the people on it were the strong men of the Nether Sea.

What's more, if a living person boards the boat, he will definitely die. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he can go up, the people above can slap him to death with a casual slap.

Looking at the pile of bones in his hand, the old man wanted to cry but had no tears!

Lin Feng calmed down his mood, he didn't care about the old man's yelling, but was curious about where the ghost ship would sail.

Immediately afterwards, another island used the method of sacrifice to attract the ghost ship to pass by. Lin Feng followed the same pattern, and repeated the same trick to exchange some precious materials and fruits.

It was easy to get, and Lin Feng was also generous. He felt hungry and thirsty along the way, so he picked up a precious fruit and bit into it.

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