Prehistoric: The opening crit is infinitely multiplied

Chapter 38 Luo Bao Qian Wan Shi Same Root Tea!
I saw Liu Ming raised his head, like a Roaring Dog incarnation, relying on the smell of copper, he searched for Luobao coins.

Along the way, Liu Ming was cautious.

For fear of disturbing Luo Bao Qian, scare him away.

According to the prehistoric novels read in the previous life, although this falling treasure money is a top-grade spiritual treasure, it has two pairs of small wings on both sides for it to move.

If it is not for those who have a chance with this treasure, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to take the money from Luobao.

After a few breaths of time.

Liu Ming looked at the bottomless, pitch-black hole in front of him, and muttered in disbelief, "Huh? Luobao money wouldn't stay in such a place, would it?"

Under normal circumstances, ordinary magic weapons like to occupy places with strong aura.

No one likes to stay in a dark hole.

If it wasn't for the strong stench of copper here, Liu Ming wouldn't believe it even if he was killed, there would be a hiding place for Luo Bao's money.

Looking at the small hole in front of him, Liu Ming felt guilty: "How do I go in and get out the treasure money?"

The hole in front of him is either big or small, and it just so happened that Liu Ming couldn't get in.

Just when Liu Ming was feeling worried, he saw a red light flashing past his eyes.

"Mist grass? What the hell is that?"

Just when Liu Ming was about to make a move, a stench of copper hit his face.

"Huh? Is this Luobao money?"

Looking at the little thing with wings fluttering in front of him and smelling like copper, Liu Ming muttered suspiciously.

As for Luo Bao Qian, Liu Ming also learned something about it when he read Hong Huang's novels in his previous life.

Although Liu Ming has never really seen Luobao money.

But at this moment, looking at the little guy in front of him, Liu Ming is convinced.

After all, in the Great Desolate Continent, they are small in size, smell like copper, and can fly. Apart from falling treasures and money, Liu Ming really can't think of any other magic weapons.

Buzz!
Buzz!
Luo Baoqian stared at Liu Ming for a few seconds, then turned his head and wanted to escape from here.

Seeing this, how could Liu Ming let Luo Baoqian come true.

"Hmph, you want to escape from me!"

"Think too much!"

Looking at the Luobao money that was about to escape, Liu Ming waved his sleeve robe, and the mana surged all over his body, imprisoning him in the void in an instant.

After pocketing the Luobao money, Liu Ming raised his feet and walked around in this enchantment.

Based on Liu Ming's guess, since this world can give birth to such a sacred object as Sanguang Shenshui, there must be other treasures.

Hard work pays off, under Liu Ming's constant search.

Liu Ming really found a low-grade innate spiritual root with a special appearance.

"Huh? What kind of spiritual root is this?"

Just as Liu Ming was wondering, a wisp of Sanguang Shenshui leisurely flowed out from the root of the innate spiritual root in front of him.

Liu Ming, who accidentally saw this scene, was shocked and said, "Mist grass? What kind of treasure is this?"

"Sanguang Shenshui can be born?"

According to the memory in Liu Ming's mind, this kind of spiritual root never appeared in the Great Desolate Continent.

But now it did appear, which made Liu Ming fall into deep thought.

Could it be that the prehistoric world has changed because of my time travel?
Or is it that the prehistoric novels I read in my previous life were all false?
at this time.

In Liu Ming's heart, he deeply questioned himself.

Especially the Formless Formation and Thunder Sound Formation that was harvested at the peak of Buzhou Mountain not long ago.

These things are simply impossible to appear in the traditional prehistoric world!

After thinking for a long time, Liu Ming didn't think of anything.

In the end, Liu Ming simply didn't think about it anymore.

Now that I can touch these magic weapons by myself, it is undoubtedly not proof that these magic weapons are destined for me.

After all, heaven and earth are rich and precious, and those who are destined will get them.

In the past, these things were not born, maybe because they did not meet the predestined people.

Looking at the low-grade innate spiritual root in front of him, Liu Ming never thought of it.

In the prehistoric world, there is such a fetish that can give birth to Sanguang Shenshui.

If he refined it by himself, wouldn't the Sanguang Shenshui be energy-produced in the future?
Thinking of this, Liu Ming didn't hesitate at all, and hurriedly put his hands on the spiritual root and started refining.

After a few breaths of time.

Liu Ming slowly opened his eyes, and murmured: "No wonder such a sacred object as Sanguang Shenshui was born!"

"It turns out that the spiritual root in front of me is the same root tea that has been famous for a long time in the prehistoric world!"

Compared with other top-quality innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world, Wanshi Tonggen tea is a bit inferior in quality.

But its function is no weaker than any top grade innate spiritual root.

It is undisputed that it is even several times stronger.

Back then, if Saint Nu Wa hadn't been for the assistance of Sanguang Shenshui and Innate Breathing Soil to create the human race, how could she have succeeded in one fell swoop and created a new race, the human race.

What's more, there is a system in Liu Ming's body.

Isn't Wanshi Tonggen tea a lower grade?

As long as Liu Ming thinks about it, Wan Shi Tong Root Tea can be critically struck to the top-grade innate spiritual root in minutes.

When he was refining Wanshitongroot tea just now, Liu Ming learned that there was a pool of Sanguang Shenshui not far away.

All of them have been formed by absorbing sunlight, moonlight, and starlight since the birth of Wanshitongroot tea.

Among them, most of the Sanguang Shenshui was absorbed and refined from the body.

But there is still a part, stored in the pool not far away.

"Huh? There are such good things!"

I saw Liu Ming put the Wanshi Tonggen tea into his body, walked towards not far away, and strode over.

Liu Ming originally wanted to rely on the low-grade spiritual roots in the Wanshi Tonggen tea area.

Even after so many years, I have stored some Sanguang Shenshui, but it is only a few catties.

But when Liu Ming saw the pond in front of him, he was completely dumbfounded.

Looking around, there are nearly forty to fifty catties of Sanguang Shenshui.

You know, Liu Ming only harvested [-] catties of Sanguang Shenshui when he was at the peak of Buzhou Mountain.

"Post it, post it, it's really a nouveau riche!"

"In the future, I'll see who dares to be awesome with me, and I will pour him to death with Sanguang Shenshui!"

When Liu Ming collected the Sanguang Shenshui in the pond, he suddenly discovered that with the pond as the center, there were still many low-level spiritual roots living around.

This kind of spiritual root is not even a low-grade spiritual root, even if the system is critically hit, it is a middle-grade acquired spiritual root.

At this moment, Liu Ming doesn't even look down on low-grade spiritual roots, and even less so on this kind of acquired spiritual roots.

Just as Liu Ming turned to leave, he thought of the tens of thousands of disciples of Jiejiao.

He couldn't help but stop, and collected the spiritual roots around him.

"Ugh……!"

"This day, I've broken my heart!"

"It's really hard to be a senior brother!"

If it wasn't for Liu Ming's desire to change the Jiejiao and not want it to perish, why bother collecting these waste spiritual roots.

Just after he finished Buzhou Mountain, he went to Wuyi Mountain again.

If others saw Liu Ming's appearance at this time, they would definitely shout, "This is a bandit who has entered the village, right?"

(End of this chapter)