In the underground stone cave, it didn't take long for Zhang Ling to get himself ready. More than a dozen jade slips floated in front of him, as he examined the information inside.
With a wave of his hand, the jade slips were put away. At the same time, he released several books, flipping through them quickly. These were all the classics left by the Ye family's ancestor, but most of them were ordinary cultivation methods. Although there was a considerable collection, representing the foundation of a family, they were of no value to Zhang Ling.
He still hadn't found the Ye family's secret method for refining the Ice Soul Poison. According to the information obtained from soul-searching Ye Chenming earlier, the Ice Soul Poison was controlled by the Ye family's ancestor and the original patriarch.
Although Ye Chenming was a direct descendant, he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage and had not yet come into contact with the method of refining this cold poison. In a short while, he had roughly browsed through the books, but still found no relevant information.
Zhang Ling was somewhat disappointed, wondering if the Ye family's ancestor had no backup of the secret technique. Logically speaking, although not many people would master this kind of inherited secret technique, it was impossible not to leave a backup.
Could it be that the method of refining the Ice Soul Poison was passed down orally? Indeed, there are some secret techniques in the cultivation world that are inherited in this way.
Moreover, they mostly exist in forces such as cultivation families, and are basically passed down through a single line.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but touch his chin, then put all the manuals away and sighed softly. He then took out more than a dozen jade boxes of different sizes.
Besides the jade slips and books, he hadn't finished checking these things. Now that he was out of danger, he naturally had to identify them.
With a wave of his hand, a white jade box landed in his hand. This was a palm-sized jade box, which seemed to contain a purple flower.
Zhang Ling glanced at it and saw that there was a third-order sealing talisman pasted on it. As long as this talisman was not damaged, the contents of the jade box could be preserved for three or four thousand years without any problem.
With a flash of spiritual light in his hand, he uncovered the talisman in an instant. Inside, there was indeed a purple flower, which looked a bit like a peony. As soon as it was exposed to the outside, a cloud of purple mist emerged.
"Oh, it's actually a third-grade Blood Mist Flower. It can release such a rich blood mist, without any blood energy, but with a strong fragrance. It seems that the age has reached more than a thousand years," Zhang Ling smiled and closed the jade box again.
A thousand-year-old Blood Mist Flower can be exchanged for at least 200,000 spirit stones. It is a precious spiritual medicine. A three-hundred-year-old Blood Mist Flower can be used to refine the Bone Renewal Pill.
And the Bone Renewal Pill is a sacred medicine for healing injuries, which can allow people to regenerate severed limbs and make up for lost Qi and blood. However, he had collected this Blood Mist Flower before.
So Zhang Ling just glanced at it and picked up another jade box to check. In a short while, he had checked all the items.
Blood Mist Flower, Condensing Light Grass, and five or six other rare spiritual medicines of the third and fourth grade, all of which were over a thousand years old. Each one was worth more than hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. But these spiritual medicines were nothing to him.
He has a mysterious bead in his hand, which can form a layer of spiritual liquid every twelve days. All of it is used to catalyze a spiritual plant, which can make a spiritual bead grow more than a hundred years overnight. It only takes more than three months to catalyze a thousand-year-old plant.
And he had mostly collected these spiritual medicines, except for a black grass, which he had not collected before.
The roots and stems of this grass are cyan-blue, but the forked leaves are curled and emit a trace of cold air. It is some kind of ice-attribute spiritual grass.
Zhang Ling stretched out a finger and touched the black grass. He saw that the originally curled leaves unfolded and danced wildly from side to side. He could also hear a hissing sound. The leaves moved wildly in the air like real spirit snakes.
Seeing this scene, his eyes lit up and he said in a low voice. "It seems to be an Ice Snake Grass."
Ice Snake Grass is also a fourth-grade ice-attribute spiritual grass, which only grows near high-level snake-like demon beasts. It is difficult to collect in the outside world, and it is also a difficult spiritual grass to cultivate.
Moreover, Ice Snake Grass is a highly poisonous spiritual grass, containing a strong cold poison, which is not easily refined, and its value to monks is not great.
It is only useful to monks who practice Yin-cold attribute cultivation methods. Because it is not easy to refine, it is also difficult to combine with other spiritual herbs to make pills.
Could this be the material for condensing the Ice Soul Poison? Zhang Ling suddenly had this thought in his mind. Thinking about it, it was really possible.
In addition to these spiritual herbs, there were also several pieces of five-metal spiritual mines of considerable weight in the jade box on the ground. Iron essence, copper essence, each piece is worth more than 500,000 spirit stones.
There was also a jade box containing several different colored jade bottles, the contents of which were some special pills and spiritual liquids, all of which were spiritual objects to assist monks in condensing the Golden Core.
This was obviously prepared by the Ye family's ancestor for future generations. With these bottles of spiritual objects for condensing the Golden Core, as long as the monk's aptitude is not too bad, it is enough to allow the Ye family to increase three or four Golden Core monks in a short period of time.
In addition to these cultivation resources, there was also a white wooden box about the length of an arm, which Zhang Ling had not yet opened.
This wooden box was engraved with some irregular dark spiritual patterns. He tried several methods but could not open it. He only recognized the material used for the wooden box, which was a piece of White Light Wood.
White Light Wood is also a third-grade spiritual wood, but this spiritual wood cannot be used to refine ordinary magic weapons because once White Light Wood is subjected to external force, it will shatter instantly, and the shattered wood chips will quickly ignite and turn into flames in an instant.
Therefore, White Light Wood will be refined into utensils for storing special items. Once outsiders try to forcibly take the contents, White Light Wood will self-destruct.
Zhang Ling held the White Light Wood box in one hand, wondering what was inside, that was so carefully sealed by the Ye family's ancestor.
Thinking in his heart, a flash of cyan light appeared in his sleeve robe, and the Two Instruments Gourd emerged. A large piece of cyan and white gas spewed out, and Ye Chenming, who was taken into it, was released.
The space inside the Two Instruments Gourd can temporarily store living things, but once living things are stored, it cannot be placed in the body. He had discovered this shortcoming before, wondering if it was because the gourd was refined into his natal magic weapon.
Fortunately, it does not affect the power of casting spells and using it.
A yellow light hit Ye Chenming, and the young man groaned twice and woke up leisurely. Ye Chenming, who sat up, shook his head, not knowing where he was for a while, and his head was a little swollen.
When he saw the things in front of him clearly, he came back to his senses and quickly got up and asked Zhang Ling. "Senior... what happened to me."
Zhang Ling smiled and roughly told him about the situation that had happened before. After listening, Ye Chenming only looked hesitant, and naturally did not dare to have any complaints against him.
Zhang Ling didn't care what this person was thinking and tossed the white wooden box in his hand and said.
"Your ancestor put a restriction on this, so it cannot be opened by force. See if you can open this thing."
