In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

Ye Fan swallowed hard, squatted down, and continued cutting another stone.

Many cultivators, finding the golden spikes uninteresting, left.

There wasn't even a sign of its birth; it must be an ordinary thing, not worth looking at.

"Sizzle."

As Ye Fan made his cut, another piece of stone was quickly cut out. There were still no unusual phenomena; what appeared was a golden fragment with a rune engraved on it.

No, this looks like a piece of golden bone.

[Your "Devouring Heaven Immortal Technique" gazes at the bone fragment, pondering for a long time, confirming that it is the brow bone of some kind of creature. The runes on it contain some incomplete Dao, but in the long river of time, what can be immortal, and who can live forever? This object is so wondrous that only one in a hundred remains.]

"Old Lu, this is..." Ye Fan looked at the golden bone fragment in his palm, feeling like crying.

This is no different from the gold in a gold shop on Earth. Just because there's an incomprehensible symbol doesn't mean I have to pay 10,000 jin of it, right? Can I get a refund?

To everyone's surprise, Lü Yao said calmly, "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise. Give it to me first."

Ye Fan was examining the thing, and the more he looked at it, the more ordinary it seemed. He felt bad for having tricked Lü Yao.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, a thought struck him: Had Old Lu figured out what this thing was?

"Alright, consider this a souvenir of your first stone cutting experience." He glanced at the few cultivators who hadn't left yet, said something in a cooperative manner, and handed it to Lü Yao.

Lu Yao took the bone fragment and put it into the Sea of ​​Bitterness, immediately realizing something was wrong.

Within the purple sea of ​​suffering, the bone fragment actually flew directly to the illusory figure of morality, trembled slightly, and then slowly flew into the illusory figure of morality's hand.

The illusion of morality does not actually exist; rather, it is more like a manifestation of the Great Dao, an external expression of the practice of the cycle of rebirth.

But now the runes on that golden bone fragment are no longer desolate; they slowly begin to glow, and golden mist spreads outwards, making the illusory image of morality appear more real.

What the hell? Lü Yao remained calm and collected. There were too many people here; he couldn't let anyone notice anything unusual about him.

He didn't know if the golden daggers that Ye Fan had put away had undergone such changes.

The golden spikes look like parts of some animal limbs, but they have probably lost their mystique over countless years.

Even so, it remains hard, and perhaps Ye Fan can use it as a weapon against his enemies.

The rune on the golden bone fragment still retained a trace of the Daoist charm from the chaotic ancient times or even the immortal ancient times, causing incomprehensible changes within his own sea of ​​consciousness.

However, this change was not contradicted by the Devouring Heaven Immortal Technique; in fact, it actively merged with the Moral Illusion, so it probably wouldn't be a bad thing.

Lu Yao remained expressionless, pulling Ye Fan along as they continued to stroll through the stone workshop, occasionally watching the cultivators cut various things out of the stone.

"Old Lu, what were those two things just now?" Ye Fan asked quietly when there were few people around.

Lu Yao didn't move his mouth, but transmitted his thoughts: "It seems to have been left by some kind of creature from before the mythical era. I don't know what its use is, but it's incredibly sturdy."

Before the Mythical Era? Ye Fan opened his mouth, looking puzzled. He hadn't even figured out the Ancient Era, and now there was this "before the Mythical Era".

"Keep it safe. The runes on the golden spikes have been worn away by the long years, but it is still incredibly hard. I suspect it is no less hard than a holy weapon. If used properly, it is a deadly weapon."

Lu Yao's voice boomed in Ye Fan's mind again, buzzing.

Is something that doesn't exhibit any unusual phenomena when cutting stone really of such terrifying origin?

Lü Yao didn't say that the origins of things that can survive for tens of millions of years or even longer are probably more astonishing than imagined.

He even suspected that these two objects were the remains of ferocious beasts at the level of true immortals. If they had been cut open in the mythological era, their power would surely have shaken the entire Big Dipper.

Unfortunately, time is merciless, and now there is not a trace of it.

Apart from the radiant glow and wisps of golden mist emanating from the bone fragments inside the Bitter Sea, there was nothing else about them. They were like ornaments, held in the hands of the illusory figure of morality and cradled in its heart.

Even a True Immortal's remnant body, having lost most of its Daoist runes and on the verge of disappearing from the world, is still capable of colliding with a Quasi-Emperor's weapon, and even withstanding a few attacks from an Emperor's weapon.

As the two walked across the large island, various strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and strange fragrances filled the air, or bursts of sounds could be heard. This indicated that someone had cut out something good, and was often accompanied by exclamations and comments from the cultivators.

The Stone Workshop of the Hundred Flowers Sect is not as good as the Northern Divine City. At least for so long, no one has managed to cut out anything like Immortal Gold, Divine Medicine Seeds, or Ancient Female Ancestor King.

The most amazing animal limbs and bone fragments were cut out by Ye Fan based on his sense of touch.

"As expected, the word 'gambling' drives people crazy." Ye Fan observed the expressions of the cultivators, which were no different from those of gamblers in Earth's casinos.

Cutting out divine objects brings instant wealth; cutting out scriptures leads to a smooth path to enlightenment.

"Only after systematically learning the Source Technique can we truly be confident in cutting out good items. After our trip to the Qinling Mountains, we'll head to the Northern Region."

Ye Fan nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, the entire Hundred Flowers Stone Archway boiled over like a pot of hot water, and everyone flocked to the small island in the center.

"Fellow Daoist!" Lu Yao asked curiously, stopping a cultivator who was rushing over. "May I ask what you're all going to do?"

Seeing that the two young men had rosy lips and white teeth, which made them quite likable, the cultivator said, "I heard that Jue Youqing, the successor of the Great Thunderclap Temple in the Western Desert, has appeared at the Hundred Flowers Stone Workshop, which is located on the central island."

"Why did she come to the Qinling Mountains? Why didn't she go to Qincheng, but came to Baihua City instead?"

"I heard that an old monk buried himself deep in the Qinling Mountains before he died. Feeling compassion, I wanted to bring back the old monk's golden body. On my way through Baihua City, I heard that there was a piece of Flying Immortal Stone here, so I came to visit it and wish to sit down and discuss the Dao with the Holy Maiden of Baihua."

A golden statue? Or a corpse?

Buddhism emphasizes reincarnation, so why are people burying their dead in the Qinling Mountains? Aren't the people in the Qinling Mountains all people who yearn to rise from the dead?

"Who is Jue Youqing?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Rumor has it that he is the current successor of the Great Thunderclap Temple, a powerful force in the Western Desert. He is born with Buddhist nature and is the strongest young genius in the Western Desert." Lu Yao glanced at this future Holy Body of the Burial Emperor Star. Ye Fan now could probably be killed by a single look from the Western Bodhisattva.

Of course, he can do it too.

"Old Lu, how about comparing me to you?" Ye Fan's words made Lu Yao jump up in frustration.

"It takes you one glance to glare at me, but I need three," Lu Yao said irritably.

Jue Youqing has probably already entered the Dragon Transformation Realm, and Wang Teng should also be at this level, as well as Nan Yao. However, these people have not yet been given titles such as Nan Yao or west Bodhisattva.

They are very likely all monstrous talents possessing "forbidden" abilities, so they cannot be judged by ordinary combat strength.

It is unknown whether the middle emperor has been born.

The two followed the flow of people, leaving the small island and heading towards the central island.

Sure enough, as soon as they arrived on the island, they saw several figures flying down from the sky.

One of them, dressed in white, stood on a translucent, colorful lotus platform, exuding an aura that transcended the three realms, as if he were not in this mortal world.

A golden lotus mark between her eyebrows, her skin as clear as seven-colored glass, emitting a Buddha-like light, her figure slender and graceful, her black hair like clouds, her beauty captivating, her temperament peaceful and serene, her Buddha-nature deeply rooted.

Without even guessing, one can tell that this is the Western Bodhisattva Awakening Sentient Being. Her cultivation is indeed unfathomable; she has entered the Dragon Transformation stage, but it is unknown which minor step she is on.

The difference in cultivation level between Lü Yao and her was too great to be discerned.

Behind her, another woman stood on a lotus platform, dressed in green, with outstanding looks and an elegant demeanor like an orchid, holding a willow branch.

Ye Fan stared at the woman, somewhat dumbfounded, wondering what she was thinking.

But did Lü Yao know what he was thinking? Wasn't the woman in white behind Jue Youqing his ex-girlfriend Li Xiaoman? They had broken up for so many years, and she was still in contact with foreigners. Was he still thinking about her?

Is it the white moonlight? The cinnabar mole? Or an old friend met in a foreign land?

But shouldn't Li Xiaoman have followed Hua Yunfei? How come she traveled hundreds of millions of miles to the Western Desert and ended up with Jue Youqing?

Beside Jue Youqing, walking alongside him, was a woman dressed in a red dress, brighter than fire, with a slender waist and perfect proportions. Her hair was styled in a simple bun, and a golden mask covered half of her face on her right cheek.

He asked the cultivator beside him, "Fellow Daoist, who is that woman in red?"

"That's the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Sect." The cultivator was quite enthusiastic and didn't keep him in suspense, but his words sent a chill down Lü Yao's spine.

He's gotten into trouble again!