C17 Ziluo

The thing that made Ling Yun most excited was that Violet Flame Cauldron could refine pellets and spirit weapon s below the fifth stage on their own, but the prerequisite was that they had to have the necessary ingredients. Because no matter how heaven defying the Violet Flame Cauldron was, it was impossible for it to produce its own medicinal ingredients.

Once he thought about the ingredients, Ling Yun turned his gaze towards the medicinal garden and walked inside, looking at every single one of the ingredients.

He discovered that the lowest level of herbs in this medicinal garden was already at the Third Stage, and there were no shadows under the Third Stage. Ling Yun could understand why such a dignified expert of Demi-god would cultivate such low level medicinal herbs. Most likely, all of these third stage ones were planted with Zi Luo semi-divine!

There were a total of two stalks of them, but none were at the ninth stage. It was likely that even during the Primordial Era, rank 9 medicinal herbs would have been difficult to find, or even impossible to find.

"I never thought that there would be so many extinct medicinal ingredients in the medicinal garden." Ling Yun looked at the stalks of high order medicine and his eyes shone. As if he saw a beauty who wasn't wearing any clothes on her body, his saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Drip. Drip.

Saliva fell on the ground and made a sound. Ling Yun regained his senses, and without caring about his image, he wiped the saliva off the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha ?" Ling Yun laughed crazily, his figure shuttling through the medicinal garden, his loud laughter echoing in the air, "These are all mine, everything here is mine. "Hahahaha!"

After a few minutes, the spirit energy in Ling Yun's Qi Sea was exhausted, its energy consumption was too much, it could not run anymore, it sat down inside the medicinal garden with an excited blush on its face, from time to time, it would look around, it looked like a miser who was afraid that someone would steal his things.

However, he didn't want to think about it. He was the only one here. Who would steal from him? Who could enter without his permission?

After all, Ling Yun was not an ordinary person. After going through the initial excitement, he quickly readjusted his state of mind. Although he could still see the excitement in's eyes, he wasn't as crazy as before.

After glancing at medicinal garden unwillingly for a while, Ling Yun walked towards the thatched cottage. The curiosity in his heart drove him to see what was going on, but he still turned back three times a step.

Within the mysterious space of the Sovereign Pagoda, four illusionary figures looked at Ling Yun who was outside with amusement. They could not help but laugh and shake their heads.

"This way, we won't be lonely anymore. Hehe. "Black Robe raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"Hm!" This little guy is quite interesting. With this little guy, we won't be lonely anymore. " The golden-robed middle-aged man laughed.

Ling Yun gently pushed open the door of the thatched hut, and instantly, a desolate and ancient aura assaulted his senses. Ling Yun carefully entered the hut, the furnishings inside were very neat and tidy, it had been a long time since anyone had lived inside, and on the table, the floor was covered with dust.

Ling Yun walked to the front of a counter. Looking at it, it looked like a dressing table for females, Ling Yun extended his hand onto it, wanting to pick up a delicate comb with the phoenix shadow carved on it. However, just as his hand touched the comb, it turned into a pile of fine powder, and sprinkled all over the dressing table.

"It seems like everything here has been ground into dust by the passage of time. However, because this is the Supreme Ring's inner space and there is no wind, it still looks intact."

Ling Yun's hand lightly patted the dressing table, and as he expected, the dressing table turned into a pile of fine powder that fell to the ground. He couldn't help but shake his head, and sigh. Even someone as powerful as the semi-divine would disappear in the river of time. Maybe only the legendary Martial God can resist the power of Time! "

Shaking his head, Ling Yun continued to walk forward. Using his hand, he touched the furniture that had already disappeared in the river of time, to see if there were still any items that were still preserved, to prove that it was a treasure that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years.

However, his luck had probably run out. He searched for two rooms in a row, and didn't find anything even after flipping through the Violet Myrtle semi-divine's petticoat.

Now, there was only the last room left. If Ling Yun's guess was correct, then that place was the cultivation room of the Zi Luo semi-divine. It was basically certain that there were no treasures there. However, he was not willing to return empty-handed and decided to go inside to take a look.

What he didn't know was that in the last thatched cottage, the only one he had never entered before, a transparent shadow was sitting on a bed in the room he was about to enter. It was obvious that it was a young girl wearing a purple dress.

The young lady was very beautiful, her hair was purple, there was a bit of purple crystal like cinnabar on her forehead, it had an additional charm to it, her exquisite face was not inferior to Chi Yue and Qin Yinyue in any way, and her body had an additional aura.

The young girl's beautiful eyes were wide open. Her eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, yet there was a hint of the liveliness of a young girl.

The girl in purple was gritting her teeth as she looked at Ling Yun, as if she wanted to swallow him whole. Her cheeks were pink, and she was blushing.

"Damned brat, you actually dared to flip my skirt." The purple dressed lady clenched her teeth, wishing that she could run over and tear Ling Yun into ten thousand pieces.

Ziluo was a demigod, but she was also a rank 8 demigod rank alchemist. She had lived for several thousand years and had always been a protector of the world. She had never even touched a man's hand.

Even though with her eyesight, she could tell that this kid was not an ordinary person, and he had a familiar yet unfamiliar aura about him ? ? reincarnation.

After the man entered her room, she touched the bed she had slept on, her skirt, and even her underwear had been touched. Zi Luo semi-divine was so embarrassed that he almost burrowed into the ground.

But when he thought of the words that his good friend had said to him hundreds of thousands of years ago, Zhi Zun's face instantly turned red. She quickly shook her head and said, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. This brat took such a huge advantage of me, and he still wants me ?"

Ling Yun's footsteps entered Zi Luo's semi-divine ear and Zhi Zun's face became even redder, so red that blood seemed to be flowing out of her mouth. Of course, she only had her soul, and nothing else like blood.

"However, this boy is quite handsome ?" Zi Luo semi-divine suddenly muttered. After speaking, he slapped his own head and immediately shook his head, "Zi Luo, oh Zi Luo, you have already lived for hundreds of thousands of years and now, there's only a strand of residual soul left. How can you think about these!"

Ling Yun reached out to push open the door, and couldn't help but be shocked, as he retreated out of the room.

Zi Luo semi-divine looked at Ling Yun blankly staring at her, and only felt his heart beating even faster. She didn't know what this meant, nor why she was acting like this.

"Who is senior?" Why are we here? " Although the soul in front of him looked like a girl, Ling Yun could not naively believe that this spirit body was really a girl. It must be a Old Monster that had lived for countless of years, whose flesh had been shattered by someone, and only their soul had escaped.

Looking at the state of this spiritual body, he was at least an early stage Martial Emperor when he was alive. In his previous life, he was only one step away from reaching that height.

Zi Luo semi-divine regained his senses, and suddenly felt that it was a little funny. This little fellow had run into his violet ring's inner space, ran to his quarters, and even rummaged through his clothes once, but he still didn't know who he was?

Actually, Ling Yun couldn't be blamed as well. After all, Zi Luo semi-divine was a semi-divine from the Primordial Era, and it had been several hundred thousand years since then. Although it was unknown where it had disappeared to in the end, it was likely that it had already fallen.

Since ancient times, there had never been a person who had lived past a few hundred thousand years. Even the immortal semi-divine that was reputed to be immortal was only around seventy thousand years old.

Seeing that Zi Luo did not answer his question, Ling Yun frowned, but he did not dare say anything? He only looked vigilantly at the Zi Luo semi-divine in front of him.

Although this person had already fallen and only had a spirit body, he could still be the Martial Emperor Expert when he was alive.

Although he only had his soul left, and the combat effectiveness could not be compared to the peak of his life when he had a corporeal body, it was definitely comparable to a normal Martial Sovereign, and was definitely not something a small warrior like him could handle.

Even if this place was the violet ring and he was the master, he could not make up for the disparity.

In his previous life, he was only half a step into the Martial Emperor realm, and his Spiritual Force had already reached the seventh level. He was already in reincarnation, but could a portion of the residual spiritual energy in his previous life be comparable to Martial King?

Even if his spirit energy hadn't reached the seventh level yet, in order to become a Martial Emperor, his spirit energy must have reached the sixth level. Even if his spirit energy had been depleted during this period of time and he hadn't been able to maintain his peak state, he was still at least at the peak of the fourth level.

Zi Luo had a strange sadness in his heart when he saw Ling Yun looking at him with a face full of vigilance. Even she herself didn't know why she was feeling sad.

Zi Luo stood up, and Ling Yun immediately took a few steps back in alarm. The spirit body in front of him had already been destroyed, and in order to protect his spirit body, he might choose to possess it.

Seeing Ling Yun's reaction, Zi Luo felt even more sad. At the same time, he felt that it was a little funny. When had he lost all his charm?

In the past, many men of the same semi-divine had pursued her. Could it be because I was a spirit body, and he had never seen a spirit body before?

Ziluo semi-divine forced a smile and said: "I am this violet ring's spirit of artifact."

"spirit of artifact?" Ling Yun frowned slightly, this explanation was reasonable, but why did he not feel that this spirit of artifact was related to him? One had to know, he was the owner of the violet ring, and there was a unique connection between him and the spirit of artifact.

"En!" Zi Luo semi-divine's eyes revealed a hint of happiness, and he hurriedly nodded, "I am indeed the spirit of artifact of the violet ring, but after hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, I gradually have separated myself from my original body."

At the same time, a threatening thought spread to a mysterious purple colored space within the violet ring, where the violet ring was located. As the creator and first owner of the violet ring, she naturally knew where the violet ring was.

In the mysterious purple space, sat a little girl with a ponytail that looked to be only seven or eight years old. She was the spirit of artifact s, and when she felt the Zi Luo semi-divine's intent, her chubby little face revealed a trace of happiness.