Chapter 106: : Treasures in the Cave

This battle lasted for about half an hour. It was short and fierce. On the ground outside the cave, dozens of corpses were down there, and some of the wounded snorted bitterly there.
The mountain breeze blows, and a strong atmosphere fills the entire valley, disgusting.
After this battle, among the four sects, the entire Shaolin Temple was wiped out, and Bian Xiqi, a Xuan-level martial artist from the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, died, and he was not eligible to compete for the remains of a heaven-level martial artist.
Yanyulou and Qingcheng Temple lost relatively little, but there were only more than ten disciples who were still able to fight.
Fortunately, the Xuan-level martial artists of these two major sects are still there.
The few surviving disciples of Wanyaogu, led by Guishou, retreated far, but did not leave. Obviously, they still had some fluke mentality for the legacy of the heavenly martial artist.
"Qing Xu Dao, now that the white ape is killed, the legacy of the heavenly martial artist is at your fingertips. The only ones who are eligible to get the legacy of the heavenly martial artist are the two factions of you and me. How do you say how to distribute it?"
Wen Xiangrong of Yanyu Tower ordered two disciples to treat the wounded in this building, and then smiled and asked Qingxu Daoist of Qingchengguan.
Dao Qingxu tossed the long sword in his hand back to the disciple of the original view, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Wen thinks how to distribute is fair?"
Both of them are scheming old foxes. No one wants to spit first. They want the other to make an offer first and then bargain.
Wen Xiangrong said: "No matter what treasures are in the cave, let's get five to five points, how about?"
Taoist Qing Xu shook his head and said, "Unfair."
"Where is it not fair?"
"Before coming, we agreed that whoever contributes more will get more. I killed the white ape, so we should naturally see more in Qingcheng."
Wen Xiangrong also shook his head, and said, "That's not the case. The white ape had been severely injured before he was killed, and there was not much resistance at all. The Daoist just moved a little faster and picked up a bargain, but he couldn't say it was you. Killed."
Dao Qingxu's gaze sharpened, his eyes showed a sharp glow, and he sneered: "We have more disciples killed and injured in Qingcheng Guan than your Yanyu Tower. This also shows that we have done more!"
Wen Xiangrong raised his eyebrows and said: "The number of Guiguan disciples killed is a matter of their own strength. I can't blame others. This does not mean that your Qingcheng View is more powerful than our Yanyu Tower."
Taoist Qing Xu angrily said: "You mean my Qingchengguan disciple is not strong?"
Wen Xiangrong didn't say a word, it was acquiescence.
Qing Xu waved his hand in the dust and said: "If Mr. Wen is interested, we two might as well come and fight! See if my Qingchengguan disciple is not strong enough, or your Yanyulou disciple is worse."
Wen Xiangrong's eyes flashed a shadowy color, and he waved his hand: "The disciples of Ten Thousand Medicine Valley are still watching eagerly. It's not good for us to kill each other? Let's be divided into one another, and 60% are you. Yes, our Qingcheng View only scored 40%. Now Dao Master is satisfied, right?"
Qing Xu "haha" smiled and said, "What is it!"
"Then let's go into the hole and see what good things are inside."
"go."
Qing Xu said, walking side by side with Wen Xiangrong, striding towards the cave.
The other disciples of the two sects followed closely, holding weapons in their hands, guarding each other.
The cave is not too deep. After walking more than ten meters, it came to an end.
The innermost area of ​​the cave is larger, more than 100 square meters. With the dim light, you can vaguely see stone beds, stone tables, stone chairs, etc. in the cave.
On the stone bed, there was an old man sitting cross-legged. Most of the old man's clothes were no longer there, only a few strands were left hanging on his shoulders. After many years of death, the clothes had fallen off.
What's amazing is that the old man's body is intact, his facial features are still lifelike, and even his hair is as black as ink.
If it weren't for the old man's heartbeat and breathing had disappeared, he would have thought he was not dead, but just closed his eyes for recuperation.
On the wall behind the old man, a line of handwriting the size of a palm was written on the wall behind him.
The content of that line of handwriting is: The old man's life is a hidden door, rarely encounters an adversary, and later was conspired by a villain, suffered serious internal injuries, fled here, knowing that there is not much time, and left a few treasures as a gift. It is a pity that no one can pass on the strength of a heavenly rank, and it is hard to watch.
Before that, Qingcheng Guan disciple Dong Xuan and Tongmen accidentally entered this cave and saw this line of handwriting, so they knew that the deceased was a heavenly martial artist, and it also led to the four martial art disciples joining hands to hunt for treasure.
"My nephew of the Profound Master Dong is right. The one who died was a heavenly martial artist. This heavenly martial artist did not know what treasures he left, and he wanted to give it to someone who is destined. Haha, people who are destined, are you talking about these people? ?"
Dao Qing Xu glanced over that line of handwriting and laughed.
On the stone bed in front of the martial artist that day, there was a dagger with a sheath, two thin yellow books, two jade bottles the size of a fist, and a wooden box.
Needless to say, the dagger used by a heavenly warrior must be a sharp weapon for cutting iron like mud.
Those two yellow books were probably two exercises suitable for the cultivation of a heavenly martial artist.
Those two jade bottles and the wooden box contained them, but I don't know what they were, but since they were brought by a heavenly warrior, they must be treasures.
The gazes of the two martial arts disciples stared at the six things placed in front of the martial artist of that day level, each of them jealous and heartbeat, if it weren't for the opponent, they would have already rushed forward and took those things in their hands and took a closer look. Up.
"Qing Xu Dao, six things, daggers, exercises and jade bottles are all easy to distinguish, but no one of us knows what is in the wooden box. In my opinion, first open the wooden box and look inside. And then decide how to distribute it, how?"
"Okay. Let me see what baby is in this wooden box."
Qing Xu walked to the stone bed, picked up the wooden box and slowly opened it, glanced inwardly, and was disappointed.
Placed in the wooden box is a full ten pigeon egg-sized jade, the jade is fiery red, like ten flames, emitting a dazzling light.
To ordinary people, each of these ten red jade stones is invaluable, but to a warrior like Qingxu Daochang, no matter how expensive the jade is, it is not as important as a technique or even a medicine pill.
When Qing Xu opened the wooden box, Fang Bai, who was hiding in the small forest outside the cave, felt a ray of vitality permeating.
"It's Yuanshi!"
Fang Bai suddenly became excited.
Although the vitality that diffused from the cave was not strong, Fang Bai guessed it was from the vitality stone, and it was probably the worst red vitality stone among the seven-color vitality stone.
For him who is desperately eager for cultivation resources now, the effect of using the Crimson Essence Stone for cultivation, although a little worse, is much stronger than nothing.