Zhu Zishan and Bai Yunting rode two camel beasts and penetrated into the deserts of the sea.

Behind them, three charred pits were left.

That was the only trace of the three members of the Shang family who once existed in the world.

In the evening of that day.

The two camped in the desert.

Bai Yunting and Zhu Zishan sat opposite each other.

Five storage bags were placed in front of them.

Bai Yunting pointed to the two brown storage bags and said, "Brother Zhu... The storage bags of Shang Mingzhe's two tribe members are no different from ordinary monks. They are flying swords, talismans, spirit stones, elixirs, food, water and other debris..."

Then Bai Yunting pointed to three obviously finely crafted silver tips and said, "Shang Mingzhe has three storage bags, one hanging around his waist, one hidden in his sleeve, and the last one hidden on the inside of his top, which is extremely inconvenient to use..."

Zhu Zishan reached out and touched the storage bag hidden inside the top, and lifted the storage bag, which was indeed very fine.

Then Zhu Zishan's spiritual consciousness entered it.

This storage bag has a lot of space, but it only contains one thing.

It was a corpse of a male wearing a hooded, ugly face and covered in dust.

"Brother Zhu, this is the Dharma body of the Desert Barbarian Monk... Three hundred years ago, the Desert Barbarian Monk and the Lord of Huomian Palace fought in the Chihai Desert. The Desert Barbarian Monk was unable to escape. He was poisoned by fire, so he hid in the stairwell of the Chisha Ancient City to heal his wounds..."

"In the step well, the sun is hard to reach, and the body is surrounded by desert nectar. The water system is full of spiritual energy, which is the best choice for treating fire poison in the desert..."

"The Lord of Huosmile Palace at that time probably had already mastered the most powerful sun fire in the Fire Luan Palace. The sun fire was so strong that it burned everything. There were few restraints in the world. The barbarian monk of the Desert could not suppress the sun fire with his late-stage Jindan cultivation. Although he kept his body immortal, his cultivation was exhausted in the end and his soul was exhausted..."

Bai Yunting has a family background, and she also said that she told Zhu Zishan allusions three hundred years ago.

It’s just that Bai Yunting speaks like a historian, while Li Niang speaks like a novelist.

"The Desert Barbarian Monk is a rare body refining and immortal cultivation. The competition for his body is extremely fierce. Three thousand spirit stones start, and two hundred thousand spirit stones are sold..."

"Shang Mingzhe spent too much spirit stone to buy the magic body of the Desert Barbarian Monk, so he missed the mysterious Buddha jade in the end and lost to an unknown female cultivator for bidding..."

Since there was no clue in the storage bag of Shang Mingzhe and others, Bai Yunting had to fully describe the scene in the auction that day to Zhu Zishan...

"Obviously, Shang Mingzhe is bound to obtain the Dharma body of the barbarian monk in the desert. What is the use of this barbarian monk's Dharma body?" Zhu Zishan asked after hearing this.

"It is a priceless treasure for the monks in the ghost control path!" Bai Yunting said.

"So he bought the Dharma body of a barbarian monk to be a second-hand dealer?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"This possibility is not ruled out. Although the barbarian monk's Dharma body is a priceless treasure for underground monks, most of the things produced by underground abyss are not available to us, so it is unlikely that we can sell at an astonishingly high price. If I were to be a second-hand dealer, the psychological price would be around 180,000 spirit stones..." Bai Yunting said in contemplation.

"What's the use of this magic body besides being used by monks in the ghost control path?" Zhu Zishan asked.

Bai Yunting fell into deep thought again.

After a moment.

Her eyes lit up.

"It can also be used to refine weapons!" Bai Yunting said.

What!?

Zhu Zishan looked confused, but fortunately there was an eagle-headed mask covering it.

"The monk Damo practices Buddhist techniques in the Western Regions. After a Buddhist monk sat in the transformation, if he put his body into the incinerator, he could obtain Buddha bone relics. The Buddhist bone relics of the golden elixir monk were also priceless. However, although the monk Damo practiced Buddhist techniques, according to the records of the world, he seemed to have entered the demon path. Therefore, if he burned his body, he could only obtain demon bone relics..."

"For monks, the effect of the magic bone relics is extremely limited and can only be used to refine weapons. In terms of value, it is even better to sell them to underground monks." Bai Yunting explained.

"Oh..." Zhu Zishan nodded indecisively.

"What else did he buy in addition to this barbarian monk's magic body?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"There is also the natal magic weapon of the barbarian monk!" Bai Yunting took out a wind-type stone box from Shang Mingzhe's spare storage bag.

"Brother Zhu, what is here is the natal magic weapon of the Desert Barbarian Monk, the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle, you can try its weight." Bai Yunting opened the stone box magic weapon and said.

Zhu Zishan stretched out a big hand and held the Vajra Demon-Subduing Pestle with a little force. He lifted it up with one hand and held it in his hand to play with it...

"Brother Zhu, this Vajra Demon-Subduing Pestle, the four-sided Buddha statue on the handle is made of Glass Vajra. The handle body should be Moduka wood, and the tip cone at the end should be Ega Jing Iron...

"It's a pity that although the material used to create this thing is precious, it is a natal magic weapon... The natal magic weapon of the Jindan monk is to practice both the life and life of the Jindan monk, and it cannot be taken away at all. When the Jindan monk falls, the spirituality of the magic weapon will naturally disappear. This thing can no longer be refined. The only function is to return to the furnace and rebuild..." Bai Yunting explained from the side.

This vajra is indeed extremely heavy. Although Zhu Zishan seems to play very easily, he has already used twelve points of strength. Zhu Zishan guessed that even if he could use this object, he would definitely be extremely inflexible. Unless he turned on the Seven-Shoot of the Beidou, this object would not only be of no help during the battle, but would be a burden.

But if the Beidou Seven Strike is opened, this thing is of some use.

"This vajra should be a bit strong, right?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"Of course! The texture of magic weapon cannot block the attack of this object." Bai Yunting said.

"Okay! I want this Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle and this box." Zhu Zishan said without hesitation.

Bai Yunting smiled, spread her hands and said generously: "Brother Zhu, you can take whatever you want together."

Zhu Zishan shook his head.

"I don't want anything anymore. I have to practice this thing, otherwise I won't be able to play it well." Zhu Zishan continued to play with the vajra and said.

"Brother Zhu, I wonder if you have seen any clues from these items?" Bai Yunting asked with a serious look on her face.

"No." Zhu Zishan shook his head.

Even a woman with a wide range of knowledge can't be seen by Bai Yunting, and it is even more impossible for him to see something from the earth.

"Hey...Brother Zhu, what should I do?" Bai Yunting said with a frustrated expression.

"It's very simple... I'll just go to Dingquan Lake to catch their core monks to search for their souls." Zhu Zishan said.

As soon as this statement comes out.

Bai Yunting was stunned for a moment.

"It turns out that Brother Zhu is a senior at the God-Skilling Stage. He is disrespectful! Disrespectful!" Bai Yunting quickly clasped her fists and said.

Zhu Zishan shook his head and said, "I said I was just a Gang Practice Stage. If it was a God Practice Stage, I would have searched Shang Mingzhe yesterday."

"Brother Zhu, what does this mean?" Bai Yunting asked in confusion.

"Will you not go to the Divine Stage to help?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"Brother Zhu, I'm not intimidated by it. My Bai family has lost its power and there is no cultivator in the God-Stage Training Stage." Bai Yunting said with a dim expression.

"Oh...so, don't you have a friend in the God-Stage?" Zhu Zishan reminded with his eyes narrowed.

Bai Yunting shook her head.

"Since that's the case... I advise you not to go to Dingquan Lake, as it must be a trap. You are just going to fall into the trap." Zhu Zishan reminded.
Chapter completed!