On the other side of the lake is a small grassland. Looking closely, the grass roots are distinct, slender and long, like the hairs of wild animals. They look soft, but actually hard. At the top of each grass stem, there is a little spiritual energy gathering in heaven and earth. It is naturally not surprising if one or two of them are formed, but this way, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is very rich. With just a deep take, you will feel a boiling feeling of magic power in your body.

Ye Shu recognized it and said, "White-hat grass is also a kind of spirit-gathering grass." He said slowly, "Some cultivators in the world who do not like spirit-gathering formations think that the spirit-gathering formations are natural, so they planted many spirit-gathering grasses in their residences to enhance the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation. I am afraid that the same is true for the cultivators living here."

Yan Changlan nodded and asked again: "Is this thing useful to A Zhuo?"

Ye Shu shook his head slightly: "It's useless to me, but I'll cut this grassland and go out to sell it. If it can be exchanged for a lot of spirit stones, it will be used as your and my cultivation resources."

Yan Changlan had no objection. Hearing Ye Shu's words, his mind moved slightly. The Lanfeng Sword had appeared in his palm. Then his wrist flipped, and the Lanfeng Sword shook a cold light and rushed towards the grassland in an instant. He slashed it gently. In just a moment, the turf was peeled up and quickly rolled up, appearing in front of Yan Changlan.

When Ye Shu saw it, he wiped his palm.

The turf instantly turned into a blue light and was taken into the Hunyuan Pearl by him.

In front, where the white hat straw was originally full of white-haired straw, there was only a piece of gray land left.

Then the two of them looked at the hut that was originally landing behind the grassland.

There are three thatched cottages. Although they look plain, they all look ancient and clumsy, and they look a little mysterious. But when you look closely, the mystery dissipates and becomes ordinary again.

Ye Shu stood in front of the first thatched hut and investigated it briefly.

Sure enough, as he thought, the owner of the hut probably really felt that the formation was contrary to the nature of heaven and earth. Therefore, in the previous levels, most of them were blocking the way with monsters and special treasures of heaven and earth. Now, there are no formations in this hut, but only a few rooms are placed regularly.

Yan Changlan followed Ye Shu closely and saw that he was about to push the door, he stretched out his hand first and pushed it open.

With a creaking sound, the door of the house opened.

In this room, the front is a futon. There is a stone bed behind the futon. There is a gourd, a long sword, and a landscape painting hanging on the walls on both sides.

The stone bed is very ordinary, with a jade pillow and a thin quilt on it.

When the two of them approached, they noticed that there was a wave of warmth coming from the stone bed, which was very unusual.

Ye Shu reached out and touched the edge of the bed, looking at Yan Changlan.

Yan Changlan understood and raised his fingers. A breeze-like sword energy burst out from his fingertips. He slashed downward along where Ye Shu's fingers were. Suddenly, a stone was peeled off, revealing a rich red light inside.

"Ten Thousand Years of Warm Jade." Ye Shu touched the red light with his finger. "There is plenty of spiritual energy inside. Although it is useless to you and me, it can refine magic weapons and sell them as spirit stones for practice."

Yan Changlan said naturally: "Then let Azhu put it away. Whether it is refined or sold in the future, I will follow Azhu's instructions."

As he spoke, his fingertips of swords moved, cutting off all the stone skins before he stopped. At this moment, the red light on the warm jade was shining, and even the hut seemed much hotter.

Ye Shu's eyes were slightly soft, and he swept it with his hand and directly put away the ten thousand-year-old warm jade.

The quilt was put away, and the jade pillow and the thin quilt fell into Yan Changlan's hands. After he distinguished it, he said, "The jade pillow is made of spiritual jade. The thin quilt is used as a thousand-year-old warm silk, and it is useless to me and Ah Zhu. I will sell it at that time." Then he paused, "If Ah Zhu first refines it into a magic weapon and then sell it."

Ye Shu nodded slightly and asked Yan Changlan to pack it in other storage bags.

Yan Changlan did as he did.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Changlan took the gourd and long sword hanging on the wall and identified it separately: "There are some elixirs in the gourd, but it has been too long and the medicinal power is not enough, so it is a waste elixir. The gourd itself can be used to store elixirs, and it seems that there are restrictions on it."

Ye Shu took the gourd and looked at it, saying, "It is a ban that can delay time. It takes longer to keep the pills in it than to put them in other jade gourds."

Yan Changlan thought for a moment and said, "Why not keep this for now?"

Ye Shu said: "There is not many special things in the refining of materials, so there is no need to leave them. I can also engrave the prohibitions on them."

Yan Changlan put the gourd into the storage bag and left it to be sold with the previous jade pillows and other items.

He weighed the sword again and said, "The low-grade magic weapon long sword. It seems that the monk who lived here also practiced sword skills, but I don't know if he is a sword cultivator."

Yan Changlan has a spiritual sword on his body. Although this low-grade sword is not bad, he can't use it. Without Ye Shu's reminder, he put it in his storage bag and waited for it to be sold later.

Then, Yan Changlan picked up the cushion, checked it for a while, and said, "It's a bit miraculous."

After seeing it, Ye Shu said, "It's just a little use of enlightenment. It's a useless thing for you and me, but if it's sold, it's a good price."

Yan Changlan also put it in the storage bag.

Finally, the two came to the wall and looked at the ink painting.

For monks, if there are any carefully drawn ink treasures on weekdays, they will often contain a bit of the aura that belongs to the monks themselves and will also be integrated into some of their own learning. Now this cave was left by predecessors, and they did not take away those magic weapons, ten thousand-year-old warm jade, etc. when they left, most of them wanted to give some opportunities for their descendants. Since this is the case, the landscape paintings left by the monks must not be ordinary things and should be treated with caution.

——It is also because of this that the two of them had acted at will in other things before, but they never treated this landscape painting wantonly.

Ye Shu looked at the landscape painting, and his spiritual sense swept away, feeling a little tingling, so he frowned slightly and withdrew his spiritual sense.

"Chang Lan, this thing has no connection with me. You can use your spiritual sense to test it."

Yan Changlan was stunned, and then he used his spiritual sense to test it.

This temptation was indeed stinging, but the stinging was not unbearable. There seemed to be some feeling in my heart that I had to use my true meaning of swordsmanship to touch it.

The next moment, Yan Changlan released a true meaning, and the wind and thunder combined to touch the painting.

In the landscape painting, there are mountains and ridges, and there is a small boat between the two mountains. On the boat, there is a thin man standing with his hands behind his back. When he notices this true meaning, he seems to turn around and slash out a sword.

This sword was connected with the true meaning of Feng Lei, and it seemed to have fought several times in an instant, and polished each other several times.

Yan Changlan took back his true meaning, and in the painting, it was obvious that the man was still standing with his hands behind his back. Whatever slashed out was a illusion. But the true meaning was endless, which made him suddenly feel a sense of pleasure.

After calming down his mind, Yan Changlan said to Ye Shu: "A Zhuo, this is the sword art inheritance left by a sword cultivator. It has the true meaning of the long river, which is inconsistent with my sword art, so it is only possible to hand over one move. If you encounter other sword-cultivator who practices the true meaning of water, you can get this inheritance to help them understand the true meaning of the sword art."

Ye Shu nodded slightly: "Since you have already felt it, just put it away and sell it out."

Yan Changlan rolled up the landscape painting and stuffed it into the storage bag.

At this moment, there is nothing to take in this room.
Chapter completed!