Chapter 542: Sri Lanka is dead

Fortunately, after the two things were held in Chen Xinglie's hands, nothing unusual happened.
This made Chen Xinglie breathe a sigh of relief.
He began to look at these two things.
It was a small golden sphere with an extremely smooth surface, and there seemed to be circles of lines around it. Chen Xinglie looked at it, and there were two circles of identical lines on it, which should represent something.
The second thing was something that Chen Xinglie had been puzzled about before. This was a small khaki bag, often pinned by Yun Daozi around his waist. Chen Xinglie had seen it several times.
This object feels very comfortable to touch, and has a soft texture. It should be woven from some unknown silk thread.
But the strange thing is that although it is in the shape of a small bag, there is no opening on it.
Chen Xinglie wanted to tear it open, but he was shocked to discover that with his extremely terrifying physical power now, he couldn't even pull such a cloth bag.
He recalled what he had seen before. Every time Yun Daozi used the bag, he would gently stroke the bag with his hand, and then a weapon or something appeared.
Chen Xinglie guessed that this should be the storage space used by a holy world.
As for why it is like this, it should be cultural differences...
just……
How should this thing be opened?
Sure enough, he didn't know either of these two things.
Chen Xinglie couldn't help feeling that his martial arts journey for such a long time was gone.
Let alone him, even from the memory of the soft rice king in the previous life, nothing related to it was found.
But this is also a holy world thing after all, and it's normal if you don't know it.
But when Chen Xinglie was thinking about how to open the small bag, a faint voice suddenly came from his ear.
He felt tensed, looked back, and then heaved a sigh of relief, a bit of joy on his face.
"I forgot about her!"
It was Hu Wei who had been pierced by Yun Daozi with thirty-six flying swords just now.
Chen Xinglie had fed her a healing pill before, and then went to clean up Yun Daozi, only to be a little too absorbed for a while, and actually forgot the existence of this woman.
Obviously, which pill had some effect, Hu Wei's face showed a little blood, and it seemed to have recovered slightly.
Chen Xinglie breathed a sigh of relief, holding the small round beads and cloth bag in his hand, and walked towards Hu Wei.
"This thing...this thing is Yun Daozi's golden core..."
Hu Wei knew what he wanted to ask, so she took a deep breath and said directly.
But she was injured very badly. Even if she used the healing pills, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. It could only be used to delay the injury.
Chen Xinglie didn't think about how a golden core could grow on a person for the time being. He put the two things away first. Then he took out a furnace tripod from his storage space.
It was the remaining furnace that day.
He hadn't used this thing ever since the fragments of the Tiancan Furnace had been merged in the Frost City auction before, and he had never even had time to take it out.
But now, it has to be used.
Not keeping Hu Wei before, made him feel a little guilty.
Prior to this, he directly fed a pill to Hu Wei in a hurry.
Soon, Chen Xinglie began to mobilize the Tiancan furnace.
With a big wave of his hand, several healing elixirs shot out and automatically entered the Tiancun Furnace.
With a bang.
The roof of the Tiancan furnace was closed heavily, and the whole furnace began to rotate in midair.
Chen Xinglie urged him to catch the fire, his face was solemn.
He could clearly feel that the Heavenly Remnant Furnace at this moment was much harder to control than before.
The main reason is that the completeness of this object is already extremely close to perfection, and the Tiancan Furnace is a divine instrument, and it is naturally not easy to manipulate.
After a full cup of tea, Chen Xinglie received his merits.
The Tiancan Furnace began to stop turning full, and finally let out a muffled sound and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the last key part of removing erysipelas was going on in the furnace, and Chen Xinglie did not dare to be distracted.
For fear that once you are distracted, this potion of medicine will be wiped out.
It's just that God seems to be willing to joke with him.
"Puff puff" came, followed by a thick breath.
Chen Xinglie's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn, and the hands that urged the Tiancan furnace could not help speeding up.
Hu Wei could not hold on anymore.
On the side, Hu Wei's eyes began to loosen, the whole person only felt top-heavy, and everything in front of her seemed to have ghosts.
"Don't... Don't be busy, I can't hold on..."
She spoke with difficulty, and Chen Xinglie's figure continued to enlarge in her sight.
A line of tears flowed down, sliding along the tip of the nose to the corner of the mouth. Finally drip.
"Use...with the breath of golden core... to open the bag."
A happy smile appeared on Hu Wei's face, saying these words used up her last bit of energy.
After all, her vitality was completely cut off.
Chen Xinglie was silent.
The movement of his hands stopped, and the medicine in the Tiancan furnace was completely scrapped.
Fortunately, it is no longer needed.
Hu Wei is dead.
Chen Xinglie just stood so blankly, his eyes were hollow and somewhat complicated.
After a long time, he moved his lower body and walked to Hu Wei's body.
He still remembered the last words Hu Wei said before he died, "Open the bag with the breath of golden core."
In a short sentence, this woman exhausted her last bit of strength.
He stretched out his hand and stroked Hu Wei's hair.
The woman had no relationship with him but died in front of him after all.
Chen Xinglie picked up Hu Wei's body. Even though the girl was dead, the smile on her face did not dissipate.
Putting away the Tiancan furnace, he looked back at this cave mansion, and then walked out step by step.
And the moment she left the cave, Nanming Lihuo broke out.
The whole cave collapsed in an instant and turned into nothing, with everything that happened here.
...
After recognizing the direction for a while, Chen Xinglie walked towards a cliff.
Hu Wei in his arms seemed to be asleep, buried in the tomb that Chen Xinglie dug for him.
Without the tombstone, Chen Xinglie waved his hand at will, and a large tree fell down, and in a short moment, a board of a suitable size flew over.
"Hu Wei's tomb, Chen Xinglie stands."
Write down your own name, so as not to let people interfere with Hu Wei's dead soul.
What Chen Xinglie is about to do next is to make this world tremble, and he will be silent when he mentions his name.
...
Half a day later, a figure shuttled through the deepest part of Demon Mountain.
Monster beasts continued to attack, but this person just issued a huge palm print from beginning to end.
No monster can withstand such a move, and all fell to the ground.
And this person is indeed Chen Xinglie.