wàng zhuó yǎn qián de gǔ bǎo ， lín xuān liǎn shàng zhōng yú lù chū le xǐ sè 。
望着眼前的古宝，林轩脸上终于露出了喜色。
Lin Xuan's face finally showed a hint of joy as he looked at the ancient treasure before him.
shuō lái yě shì còu qiǎo ， ruò fēi jī fèn zhī xià yī jiǎo chuài fēi le shé tóu ， rèn píng lín xuān xīn sī jī mǐn ， yě jué xiǎng bú dào xū yào jù dú cái néng jiāng yǎn qián de hù zhào chú diào 。
说来也是凑巧，若非激愤之下一脚踹飞了蛇头，任凭林轩心思机敏，也绝想不到需要剧毒才能将眼前的护罩除掉。
It was indeed fortunate. Had it not been for his anger and the kick that sent the snake head flying, Lin Xuan would never have thought to use poison to remove this protective shield. The cunning and deceitfulness of those ancient cultivators were truly astonishing.
nà xiē gǔ xiū shì de lǎo jiān jù huá dào le lìng rén tàn wéi guān zhǐ de dì bù 。
那些古修士的老奸巨猾到了令人叹为观止的地步。
Of course, if his cultivation reached the婴期 (Yin Qi Period), he might be able to dispel it with force.
dāng rán ， ruò shì zì jǐ de xiū wèi dào le yuán yīng qī ， yòng qiáng lì yīng gāi yě kě yǐ 。
当然，若是自己的修为到了元婴期，用强力应该也可以。
Lin Xuan withdrew his thoughts and began to examine the treasures before him. There were seventeen in total. After a quick sweep with his divine sense, Lin Xuan showed some disappointment. The items themselves weren't bad; ancient cultivators wouldn't leave behind anything but high-quality treasures. However, most of these treasures turned out to be innate talismans.
lín xuān shōu huí shén sī ， kāi shǐ dǎ liàng yǎn qián de gǔ bǎo 。
林轩收回神思，开始打量眼前的古宝。
Although they had been lying here for nearly a million years, the spiritual marks on them hadn’t weakened. Lin Xuan could use them if he spent several hundred years erasing those marks. But it would be more cost-effective to create new treasures.
gòng yǒu shí qī jiàn zhī duō 。
共有十七件之多。
He shook his head and calmed down. Still, there were three ordinary ancient treasures among them. A small mirror, a round ball about the size of a fist, and a flying sword.
rán ér yòng shén shí yī sǎo zhī hòu ， lín xuān què lù chū le lüè yǒu xiē shī wàng de shén sè ， bú shì zhè xiē bǎo bèi bù hǎo ， yuán yīng qī gǔ xiū shì liú xià lái de dōng xī ， zì rán bù kě néng yǒu lā jī ， měi yī jiàn dōu shì jīng pǐn wú yí 。
然而用神识一扫之后，林轩却露出了略有些失望的神色，不是这些宝贝不好，元婴期古修士留下来的东西，自然不可能有垃圾，每一件都是精品无疑。
Lin Xuan pondered for a moment before he summoned the Mirror of Soul Absorption (摄灵镜) back into his storage bag. He then turned to examine the other two items.
ràng lín xuān yù mèn de shì zhè xiē gǔ bǎo dà bù fèn dōu shì běn mìng fǎ bǎo 。
让林轩郁闷的是这些古宝大部分都是本命法宝。
First was the white ball. It was only the size of a fist and didn’t look particularly impressive from the outside. Unlike the Mirror of Soul Absorption, it wasn’t a typical treasure. Lin Xuan held it in his hand and felt its strange texture. Upon closer inspection with his divine sense, he realized that it was made of extremely fine threads.
suī rán lì jīng bǎi wàn nián zhī jiǔ ， dàn shàng miàn de shén shí yìn jì bìng méi yǒu yīn cǐ ér xuē ruò ， lín xuān xiǎng yào shǐ yòng bú shì bù kě yǐ ， huā gè jǐ bǎi nián shí jiān jiāng shàng miàn de yìn jì mǒ qù 。
虽然历经百万年之久，但上面的神识印记并没有因此而削弱，林轩想要使用不是不可以，花个几百年时间将上面的印记抹去。
What kind of treasure was this? Lin Xuan wondered. Although treasures in the cultivation world varied widely, such an unusual one was rare for him to encounter.
rán ér fèi zhè me duō de xīn xuè ， hái bù rú chóng xīn liàn zhì yī jiàn bǎo wù huá suàn yī xiē 。
然而费这么多的心血，还不如重新炼制一件宝物划算一些。
Had he been too ignorant?
yáo le yáo tóu ， lín xuān jiāng jǔ sàng de xīn qíng píng fù xià qù ， hǎo zài dào yě bìng fēi yī wú suǒ huò ， zhè qí zhōng yě yǒu sān jiàn pǔ tōng de gǔ bǎo 。
摇了摇头，林轩将沮丧的心情平复下去，好在倒也并非一无所获，这其中也有三件普通的古宝。
Lin Xuan shook his head. Despite only recently condensing his essence, he had read many descriptions of various talismans and artifacts in books. He couldn’t determine its function.
yí miàn xiǎo jìng zi 。 yí gè quán tou dà xiǎo dì yuán qiú 。 hái yǒu yī bǐng fēi jiàn 。
一面小镜子。一个拳头大小地圆球。还有一柄飞剑。
Lin Xuan frowned as he injected spiritual energy into it. There was no effect.
lín xuān lüè yī chén yín 。 shēn shǒu yī zhāo 。 xiān qǔ guò le nà miàn gǔ jìng 。
林轩略一沉吟。伸手一招。先取过了那面古镜。
More injection…
gǔ jìng bù dà 。 yī zhī shǒu jiù néng qīng sōng dì jiāng wò zài zhǎng zhōng 。 jìng miàn guāng huá 。 bèi miàn zé hēi qī qī dì 。 shàng miàn dì huā wén gèng shì gǔ guài yǐ jí 。 shì yī zhī pī tóu sàn dì dú jiǎo lì guǐ 。
古镜不大。一只手就能轻松地将握在掌中。镜面光华。背面则黑漆漆地。上面地花纹更是古怪以极。是一只披头散地独角厉鬼。
After about a cup of tea’s time, the item began to glow. Lin Xuan waved his hand, sending a spell into it. The item trembled and spun, emitting countless threads. Lin Xuan was delighted and continued injecting spells.
lín xuān xīn zhōng yī dòng 。 xiǎn rán cǐ gǔ bǎo yǐ qián dì zhǔ rén shì yī wèi mó dào zhōng rén 。 shèn zhì guǐ xiū yě dà yǒu kě néng 。
林轩心中一动。显然此古宝以前地主人是一位魔道中人。甚至鬼修也大有可能。
Soon, more threads emerged from within, different from the compact ball. These threads were almost transparent and finer than those produced by snow silkworms.
zài níng mù wàng qù 。 zhǐ jiàn zài nà lì guǐ dì páng biān 。 kè yǒu sān gè shàng gǔ shí qī dì wén zì 。 hěn xiǎo 。 ròu yǎn shèn zhì wú fǎ biàn shí 。 bù guò yòng shén shí yī sǎo 。 zé qīng qīng chǔ chǔ dì yìng rù le nǎo hǎi lǐ 。
再凝目望去。只见在那厉鬼地旁边。刻有三个上古时期地文字。很小。肉眼甚至无法辨识。不过用神识一扫。则清清楚楚地映入了脑海里。
Lin Xuan’s body flashed with green light as he flew over to the threads, grabbing both ends of one thread. He cast a Strength Spell and pulled hard.
“ shè líng jìng ！”
“摄灵镜！”
A musical sound echoed, exerting at least several thousand pounds of force. However, the thread remained unbroken despite the immense strength.
lín xuān xīn zhōng yī jīng ， suí jí jiù lù chū le kuáng xǐ de biǎo qíng ， nán dào tiān shàng zhēn de huì diào xiàn bǐng ， zì jǐ yù jiàn le chuán shuō zhōng dì dǐng jiē gǔ bǎo ？
林轩心中一惊，随即就露出了狂喜的表情，难道天上真的会掉馅饼，自己遇见了传说中地顶阶古宝？
Lin Xuan’s expression remained calm as he continued holding both ends of the thread. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden flame, burning the thread with it.
bù guò zhè ge chuán shuō ， bìng fēi lín xuān tīng qí tā de xiū shì tí jí ， ér shì zì jǐ zài gǔ jí shàng ǒu rán kàn dào guān yú cǐ bǎo de jiè shào 。
不过这个传说，并非林轩听其他的修士提及，而是自己在古籍上偶然看到关于此宝的介绍。
Crisping sounds filled the air as the thread didn’t break under the Pure Yang Dan Fire.
dāng rán 。 jù tǐ shì bú shì ， xiàn zài hái bù qīng chǔ ， yě yǒu kě néng jǐn jǐn shì míng zì xiāng tóng ， yào shì shàng yī shì cái néng qīng chǔ 。
当然。具体是不是，现在还不清楚，也有可能仅仅是名字相同，要试上一试才能清楚。
Lin Xuan was delighted. He waved his hand, causing the threads to wrap around each other, forming a ball again. Although not as impressive as the Mirror of Soul Absorption, this item was undoubtedly a top-grade ancient treasure.
niàn jí zhì cǐ ， lín xuān yī pāi chǔ wù dài ， jiāng xuán huǒ shén zhū jì le qǐ lái 。
念及至此，林轩一拍储物袋，将玄火神珠祭了起来。
Lin Xuan happily put it away.
rán ér shǒu chí shè líng jìng ， jiāng fǎ lì zhù rù lǐ miàn 。
然而手持摄灵镜，将法力注入里面。
The last item was a green flying sword, only an inch long. Once infused with spiritual energy, it transformed into a sharp three-foot blade.
wēng ， gǔ jìng qīng wēi de chàn dǒu le qǐ lái ， yī sī sī yì guāng zài jìng miàn shàng liú zhuǎn 。 lín xuān bìng bù qí guài ， cǐ bǎo tǎng zài zhè lǐ yǐ yǒu jìn bǎi wàn nián ， lǐ miàn de líng lì zǎo yǐ yì sàn yī kōng 。 yào xiān jiāng qí zhù mǎn le cái néng shǐ yòng 。
嗡，古镜轻微的颤抖了起来，一丝丝异光在镜面上流转。林轩并不奇怪，此宝躺在这里已有近百万年，里面的灵力早已逸散一空。要先将其注满了才能使用。
Lin Xuan examined it and realized that it didn’t have any special abilities. He decided to test its power instead.
zhè ge guò chéng hěn kuài ， jǐn jǐn shù shí miǎo hòu ， shè líng jìng jiù biàn dé líng qì bī rén le qǐ lái ， lín xuān xīn zhōng dà xǐ ， zài yī cuī fǎ lì ， hēi máng yī shǎn zhī hòu ， yí gè quán tou dà xiǎo de hēi sè guāng qiú cóng jìng miàn pēn bó chū lái ， jī zhòng le xuán huǒ shén zhū 。
这个过程很快，仅仅数十秒后，摄灵镜就变得灵气逼人了起来，林轩心中大喜，再一催法力，黑芒一闪之后，一个拳头大小的黑色光球从镜面喷薄出来，击中了玄火神珠。
"Go!"
rán ér xuán huǒ shén zhū què shì cǐ gōng jī wèi wú wù ， zuò wèi cāo kòng dì lín xuān méi yǒu gǎn dào rèn hé bù tuǒ 。
然而玄火神珠却视此攻击为无物，做为操控地林轩没有感到任何不妥。
He pointed at the flying sword, which turned into a fierce ray of light and struck the mountain wall in front of him.
lín xuān bìng méi yǒu lù chū shī wàng zhī sè 。 fǎn ér yǎn jīng wēi mī de jì xù dīng zhe 。
林轩并没有露出失望之色。反而眼睛微眯的继续盯着。
However, there was already a red protective shield before the wall. They collided with a loud bang…
hěn kuài ， biàn huà kāi shǐ le 。
很快，变化开始了。
After the noise subsided, the magical sword flew back to Lin Xuan. The protective shield’s glow dimmed significantly. Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow; he had tested this shield earlier and knew its strength well.
nà kàn shì wú yòng de hēi sè guāng qiú bìng méi yǒu jiù cǐ xiāo shī ， fǎn ér huà wèi le yī quān hēi máng jiāng xuán huǒ shén zhū zhěng gè bāo zhù 。
那看似无用的黑色光球并没有就此消失，反而化为了一圈黑芒将玄火神珠整个包住。
The power of this treasure exceeded his expectations.
rán hòu lín xuān yī dào fǎ jué dǎ shàng qù ， xuán huǒ shén zhū yī rán bì rú zhǐ shǐ de huà wèi le yí gè huǒ qiú ， rán ér què bǐ yù qī de xiǎo le hěn duō ， yán sè yě dàn le bù shǎo 。
然后林轩一道法诀打上去，玄火神珠依然臂如指使的化为了一个火球，然而却比预期的小了很多，颜色也淡了不少。
Light flashed as the flying sword attacked the shield again and again. Soon, the protective barrier that blocked the entrance was completely destroyed.
lín xuān zuǐ jiǎo biān lù chū yī sī wēi xiào ， guǒ rán shì shè líng jìng méi cuò ， jù zì jǐ kàn guò de nà běn gǔ jí jì zǎi ， yí dàn ràng cǐ jìng pēn chū de guāng qiú jī zhòng dí rén de fǎ bǎo 。 bǎo wù shàng líng lì jiù huì bèi xī shōu 。
林轩嘴角边露出一丝微笑，果然是摄灵镜没错，据自己看过的那本古籍记载，一旦让此镜喷出的光球击中敌人的法宝。宝物上灵力就会被吸收。
"Retreat!"
zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī ， xiū shì xiǎng yào qū shǐ fǎ bǎo shāng dí ， jiù yào wǎng fǎ bǎo shàng miàn dǎ chū yī dào dào fǎ jué ， nà xiē fǎ jué yǒu yí gè hěn zhòng yào de zuò yòng ， jiù shì duì fǎ bǎo shàng miàn dì líng lì jìn xíng bǔ chōng ， xiàn zài bèi shè líng jìng xī shōu le ， fǎ bǎo de wēi lì zì rán yě jiù dà wèi jiǎn ruò 。
众所周知，修士想要驱使法宝伤敌，就要往法宝上面打出一道道法诀，那些法诀有一个很重要的作用，就是对法宝上面地灵力进行补充，现在被摄灵镜吸收了，法宝的威力自然也就大为减弱。
The magical sword returned to him. Lin Xuan examined it closely before throwing it into the air, chanting an incomprehensible incantation.
huàn jù huà shuō ， shè líng jìng kě yǐ qǐ dào xuē ruò dí rén fǎ bǎo wēi lì de zuò yòng 。
换句话说，摄灵镜可以起到削弱敌人法宝威力的作用。
The temperature in the stone room suddenly dropped, and snowflakes began to fall like down.
lín xuān shǒu yī zhāo ， jiāng xuán huǒ shén zhū shōu le huí lái 。 rán hòu kàn zhe zhǎng zhōng dì shè líng jìng 。 sì hū zài sī suǒ shén me 。
林轩手一招，将玄火神珠收了回来。然后看着掌中地摄灵镜。似乎在思索什么。
"Haha! The treasures of Yin Qi cultivators are indeed extraordinary!"
hěn kuài ， lín xuān yǎn zhōng de yóu yù xiāo shī le 。 jiāng shǒu zhǎng píng fàng yú yǎn qián ， chōng zhe shè líng jìng chuī le kǒu qì ， cǐ bǎo lì kè fēi dào le kōng zhōng ， jìng miàn zhèng duì zhe lín xuān zì jǐ 。
很快，林轩眼中的犹豫消失了。将手掌平放于眼前，冲着摄灵镜吹了口气，此宝立刻飞到了空中，镜面正对着林轩自己。
Lin Xuan laughed with joy. He had initially thought this item was just a powerful ordinary ancient treasure, but the name carved on its hilt made him curious.
“ jí ！” lín xuān yī shēng chì ， quán tou dà xiǎo de hēi guāng zài cì pēn le chū lái ， mò rù lín xuān de shēn tǐ ， rán ér huà wèi dàn dàn de guāng yùn jiāng tā cóng tóu dào jiǎo quán bù bāo guǒ qǐ lái 。
“疾！”林轩一声叱，拳头大小的黑光再次喷了出来，没入林轩的身体，然而化为淡淡的光晕将他从头到脚全部包裹起来。
Snowfall Sword (飘云落雪剑)!
xià yī kè ， lín xuān gǎn jué dào hún shēn de líng lì kuáng xiè ér chū ， xìng hǎo zǎo yǒu zhǔn bèi de tā hún shēn qīng guāng lián shǎn ， cóng hēi sè de guāng yùn zhōng zhèng tuō le chū lái 。
下一刻，林轩感觉到浑身的灵力狂泻而出，幸好早有准备的他浑身青光连闪，从黑色的光晕中挣脱了出来。
Testing it revealed that it did indeed have ice attributes.
shè líng jìng chóng xīn fēi huí dào le zhǎng zhōng 。
摄灵镜重新飞回到了掌中。
After testing all three treasures, Lin Xuan was extremely satisfied. He waved his sleeve and put the remaining treasures into his storage bag.
lín xuān gāo xìng dé hā hā dà xiào le qǐ lái ， qí xīng fèn de mú yàng jiǎn zhí kě yǐ chēng zhī wèi shī tài ， yě nán guài ， zhè zhēn dì shì chuán shuō zhōng de gǔ bǎo 。
林轩高兴得哈哈大笑了起来，其兴奋的模样简直可以称之为失态，也难怪，这真地是传说中的古宝。
These treasures were either from ancient cultivators or had bizarre shapes, clearly belonging to the妖族 (Yao Clan). However, they shared a common feature: they were innate talismans that had been nurtured in their bodies for hundreds of years. Lin Xuan couldn’t use them but could still find them valuable as materials for new talismans.
bù guǎn shì yǔ zhī duì dí de bié de fǎ bǎo ， hái shì xiū shì běn shēn ， dōu kě yǐ qīng sōng xī qǔ duì fāng de líng lì ， zhè yì wèi zhe shén me ， bù yán ér yù ……
不管是与之对敌的别的法宝，还是修士本身，都可以轻松吸取对方的灵力，这意味着什么，不言而喻……
Alternatively, he could sell them on the market to exchange for large amounts of crystal stones.
yǒu le cǐ bǎo ， jiù suàn shì duì shàng níng dān hòu qī de xiū shì ， lín xuān yě zì xìn yǒu le yī pīn zhī lì 。
有了此宝，就算是对上凝丹后期的修士，林轩也自信有了一拼之力。
Lin Xuan turned around and looked at another light shield inside which contained alchemical ingredients. He flipped his left hand and retrieved an jade bottle, uncorking it to release a green mist. With the experience from earlier, breaking this禁制 (protection) was smooth, and soon, the blue protective shield vanished.
lín xuān xǐ zī zī de jiāng shè líng jìng shōu rù le chǔ wù dài ， rán hòu yòu dǎ liàng qǐ qí tā liǎng jiàn bǎo wù lái 。
林轩喜滋滋的将摄灵镜收入了储物袋，然后又打量起其他两件宝物来。
Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade, Nine Heaven Meteor Iron, Essence Silver, Chaos Immortal Gold…
xiān shì nà bái sè de yuán qiú 。
先是那白色的圆球。
Seeing these legendary materials, Lin Xuan licked his lips, his heart pounding with excitement. Even old monsters of the Yin Qi period might not have such good ingredients for forging talismans.
cǐ wù jǐn yǒu quán tou dà xiǎo ， cóng biǎo miàn shàng kàn bìng bù qǐ yǎn ， yě bú shì yǔ xuán huǒ shén zhū lèi sì de bǎo wù ， lín xuān jiāng ná zài shǒu lǐ diān le diān ， chù gǎn hěn qí guài ， zài yòng shén shí zǐ xì guān chá ， cǐ wù jìng rán shì yòng yī xiē jí xì dì sī xiàn chán rào ér chéng de 。
此物仅有拳头大小，从表面上看并不起眼，也不是与玄火神珠类似的宝物，林轩将拿在手里掂了掂，触感很奇怪，在用神识仔细观察，此物竟然是用一些极细地丝线缠绕而成的。
Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, sending a white light to pick up the jade box on the ground and store it in his storage bag. He then released his divine sense throughout the stone room, ensuring there were no other hidden treasures before leaving with a satisfied smile.
Lin Xuan's face finally showed a hint of joy as he looked at the ancient treasure before him.
It was indeed fortunate. Had it not been for his anger and the kick that sent the snake head flying, Lin Xuan would never have thought to use poison to remove this protective shield. The cunning and deceitfulness of those ancient cultivators were truly astonishing.
Of course, if his cultivation reached the婴期 (Yin Qi Period), he might be able to dispel it with force.
Lin Xuan withdrew his thoughts and began to examine the treasures before him. There were seventeen in total. After a quick sweep with his divine sense, Lin Xuan showed some disappointment. The items themselves weren't bad; ancient cultivators wouldn't leave behind anything but high-quality treasures. However, most of these treasures turned out to be innate talismans.
Although they had been lying here for nearly a million years, the spiritual marks on them hadn’t weakened. Lin Xuan could use them if he spent several hundred years erasing those marks. But it would be more cost-effective to create new treasures.
He shook his head and calmed down. Still, there were three ordinary ancient treasures among them. A small mirror, a round ball about the size of a fist, and a flying sword.
Lin Xuan pondered for a moment before he summoned the Mirror of Soul Absorption (摄灵镜) back into his storage bag. He then turned to examine the other two items.
First was the white ball. It was only the size of a fist and didn’t look particularly impressive from the outside. Unlike the Mirror of Soul Absorption, it wasn’t a typical treasure. Lin Xuan held it in his hand and felt its strange texture. Upon closer inspection with his divine sense, he realized that it was made of extremely fine threads.
What kind of treasure was this? Lin Xuan wondered. Although treasures in the cultivation world varied widely, such an unusual one was rare for him to encounter.
Had he been too ignorant?
Lin Xuan shook his head. Despite only recently condensing his essence, he had read many descriptions of various talismans and artifacts in books. He couldn’t determine its function.
Lin Xuan frowned as he injected spiritual energy into it. There was no effect.
More injection…
After about a cup of tea’s time, the item began to glow. Lin Xuan waved his hand, sending a spell into it. The item trembled and spun, emitting countless threads. Lin Xuan was delighted and continued injecting spells.
Soon, more threads emerged from within, different from the compact ball. These threads were almost transparent and finer than those produced by snow silkworms.
Lin Xuan’s body flashed with green light as he flew over to the threads, grabbing both ends of one thread. He cast a Strength Spell and pulled hard.
A musical sound echoed, exerting at least several thousand pounds of force. However, the thread remained unbroken despite the immense strength.
Lin Xuan’s expression remained calm as he continued holding both ends of the thread. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden flame, burning the thread with it.
Crisping sounds filled the air as the thread didn’t break under the Pure Yang Dan Fire.
Lin Xuan was delighted. He waved his hand, causing the threads to wrap around each other, forming a ball again. Although not as impressive as the Mirror of Soul Absorption, this item was undoubtedly a top-grade ancient treasure.
Lin Xuan happily put it away.
The last item was a green flying sword, only an inch long. Once infused with spiritual energy, it transformed into a sharp three-foot blade.
Lin Xuan examined it and realized that it didn’t have any special abilities. He decided to test its power instead.
"Go!"
He pointed at the flying sword, which turned into a fierce ray of light and struck the mountain wall in front of him.
However, there was already a red protective shield before the wall. They collided with a loud bang…
After the noise subsided, the magical sword flew back to Lin Xuan. The protective shield’s glow dimmed significantly. Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow; he had tested this shield earlier and knew its strength well.
The power of this treasure exceeded his expectations.
Light flashed as the flying sword attacked the shield again and again. Soon, the protective barrier that blocked the entrance was completely destroyed.
"Retreat!"
The magical sword returned to him. Lin Xuan examined it closely before throwing it into the air, chanting an incomprehensible incantation.
The temperature in the stone room suddenly dropped, and snowflakes began to fall like down.
"Haha! The treasures of Yin Qi cultivators are indeed extraordinary!"
Lin Xuan laughed with joy. He had initially thought this item was just a powerful ordinary ancient treasure, but the name carved on its hilt made him curious.
Snowfall Sword (飘云落雪剑)!
Testing it revealed that it did indeed have ice attributes.
After testing all three treasures, Lin Xuan was extremely satisfied. He waved his sleeve and put the remaining treasures into his storage bag.
These treasures were either from ancient cultivators or had bizarre shapes, clearly belonging to the妖族 (Yao Clan). However, they shared a common feature: they were innate talismans that had been nurtured in their bodies for hundreds of years. Lin Xuan couldn’t use them but could still find them valuable as materials for new talismans.
Alternatively, he could sell them on the market to exchange for large amounts of crystal stones.
Lin Xuan turned around and looked at another light shield inside which contained alchemical ingredients. He flipped his left hand and retrieved an jade bottle, uncorking it to release a green mist. With the experience from earlier, breaking this禁制 (protection) was smooth, and soon, the blue protective shield vanished.
Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade, Nine Heaven Meteor Iron, Essence Silver, Chaos Immortal Gold…
Seeing these legendary materials, Lin Xuan licked his lips, his heart pounding with excitement. Even old monsters of the Yin Qi period might not have such good ingredients for forging talismans.
Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, sending a white light to pick up the jade box on the ground and store it in his storage bag. He then released his divine sense throughout the stone room, ensuring there were no other hidden treasures before leaving with a satisfied smile.