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Chapter 214 Token

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Lan Fengxian smiled and said, "Boy Lynch, it seems that you have learned it very quickly. If you want to catch this little genius of grass and trees, you rely on this little trick."

Of course, this can only deal with such low-level herbs. If it is truly a way to seize the world and create nature, it is still quite difficult.

Lynch was slightly happy, with true energy attached to his hands, and grabbed the soul-recovering grass, without any doubt in his hand.

"Look where you are going?" Lynch lifted hard and uprooted the Soul-Resurrection Grass.

Suddenly, the faint purple light darkened and was grabbed by Lynch and stopped moving.

"Well, this mutated soul-recovering herb should be quite good. After you go back, you grind it into powder, and half of it will belong to me." Lan Fengxian said happily.

"No problem." Lynch put away the soul-recovering grass, then looked at the quaint box and hesitated: "But have you noticed that this box seems a bit strange!"

"It's really weird. It's densely covered with dragon patterns and complicated production. It should be a good thing, just the power of the ghost inside..."

Lan Fengxian pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "No, this box shouldn't be dead."

"Then why is there any ghost power?" Lynch said in surprise.

"You open it and see. If I guess correctly, some powerful soul should be sealed inside, otherwise this soul-recovering grass would not mutate." Lan Fengxian said.

The soul-recovering herb is very precious, and the mutated soul-recovering herb is simply rare in a thousand years.

Lynch pondered for a moment, walked forward carefully, and lifted up when his hand touched the gap in the ancient box.

But this quaint box is still motionless.

"Can't you pull it?" Lan Fengxian asked.

"Well, it seems that there is some mechanism, or it has been blocked." Lynch said.

"As expected, this box should be just a cover-up, there must be some treasure hidden inside." Lan Fengxian said in ten ingots.

"Huh? There seems to be a dragon-shaped magic array on this box."

Lynch touched the box and found that the dense patterns on it were connected to each other, with faint fluctuations in the formation.

"It seems that only by forcibly breaking this magic circle can you open the box." Lan Fengxian said.

Lynch looked carefully, took out the gossip mirror, and asked, "Ancestor Fengxian, what are you good ways?"

Lan Fengxian in the Bagua Mirror pondered for a moment: "The magic array on this ancient box has been around for a long time, and the power of the formation has subsided. If I use all my strength, it should be fine."

"Okay, you can do it." Lynch flipped the mirror and pointed it at the ancient box.

Lan Fengxian in the mirror suddenly made a gesture in her hand, and a powerful ghost power was instantly released from the mirror.

In an instant, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and Lynch felt a chill in his body. When he saw that his clothes were covered with a layer of frost.

Lan Fengxian is now only a ghost, and her strength is almost less than one-third of her peak, but she is still so terrifying that you can imagine her strength during her lifetime.

Lynch hurriedly used his true qi to protect his body, so he felt better.

If these ghost energy invades the body, it will definitely not be a good thing.

At this moment, Lan Fengxian's hand in the mirror was changing faster and faster. She murmured softly: "Yin and Yang are in a good way, but it is difficult to lose. When I return home, I will return home to the 19th palace; if I can understand the principles of Yin and Yang, the world will be broken in one palm!"

With the last loud shout, she slapped out with a palm, and the powerful ghost power suddenly fell on the magic circle.

Just a few clicks.

There was a star flaw in the formation on the ancient box. The lid on the ancient box actually folded to both sides, and finally opened it on its own, and a cloud of misty black gas rose out...

"Back back!" Lan Fengxian shouted.

Lynch hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and took several steps back.

The black air floated out, extremely gloomy. Lynch felt that if he had just touched it, he might have lost half his life.

"This is miasma. This box has been closed for too long and the air inside does not circulate. Not to mention you, even if I am infected, I will be seriously injured." Lan Fengxian said.

Lynch didn't expect that there was such a trick. He looked at Lan Fengxian in the mirror. Her ghost was extremely weak, as if it was a little transparent: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just used all my strength just now, and consumed too much. I could recover by nourishing the Soul Recovery Grass when I went back." Lan Fengxian consumed the power of the ghost body now, and it would be less if I used it a little. If there was no strange grass like Soul Recovery Grass, I would probably be wiped out if I used it a few times.

Lynch nodded slightly, then looked at the box and said, "It should be fine now."

"You'd better be careful, this box is too weird." Lan Fengxian reminded.

After the miasma disappeared, Lynch slowly walked to the next to the box. He saw that there was a token inside the box, with a fiery red dragon carved on it, which was lifelike, as if it would pop out at any time. The ancient and mysterious aura became stronger and stronger.

"This token..." Lynch's eyes froze slightly, and he always felt a little strange and inexplicable.

"This, isn't this the Nine Dragon Holy Fire Order?" Lan Fengxian suddenly said in a lost voice.

"Hmm?" Lynch looked at the gossip mirror in surprise and said, "Do you know what the token is from?"

"Actually, I don't know either. I just heard that this Nine Dragon Holy Fire Order is a treasure, and there are several more pieces. There is a big secret hidden here!" Lan Fengxian said.

"Even you heard of it..."

Lynch was stunned. If it were to be counted, Lan Fengxian was at least a few hundred years old. She had heard of it, so the age of this thing can be imagined.

"Well, I just think this thing is somewhat similar to the Nine Dragon Holy Fire Order I heard of." Lan Fengxian was not sure, after all, it was just a rumor.

"No matter whether it is true or not, if you waste such great efforts, take this thing away so as not to be in vain." Lynch said as he was about to go forward and take it down.

"etc!"

Lan Fengxian suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Lynch asked.

"There is a mechanism in this box, so you'd better try it with something first, so as not to get caught." Lan Fengxian reminded.

Lynch nodded with a slight look on his face, picked up a small stone, and threw it into the box.

I saw that the stone just fell into the box and there were a few clangs. Countless sharp flying needles actually ejected from the box and instantly shot the stone into pieces.

Lynch couldn't help but sweat behind him. If he went directly to take it, his hand would definitely be ruined.

"Don't worry, I'll try it a few later." Lan Fengxian said.

Lynch pulled off another piece of clothes and gently leaned in. A ball of fishy venom ejected out, instantly corroding and melting the clothes.

This is not over yet. Lynch used the method of hitting it out several times, and there were a variety of mechanisms in the box.

If an ordinary person takes this thing smartly, he may have died several times.

"Well, it should be almost done. Now you can go and get it." Lan Fengxian said.
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