Chapter 521

The appearance of the corpse and the token, even if Wang Baole had strong concentration, shocked his whole body. He had no time to think about it when he was short of breath. A strong sense of crisis erupted directly outside his body.

Almost at the moment of the crisis, Wang Baole had retreated, but he was just shocked by the core token, delaying a breath, so it was a little late to retreat at the moment, which made the situation that he could leave with a slight injury in his calculation a little more complicated.

During the roar, the black silk thread instantly approached, and directly touched the tricolor flying sword. In the buzzing, the tricolor flying sword seemed to be heavily bombarded. At the same time, the black silk thread suddenly changed from one to ten, from different directions, crisscrossing towards Wang Baole, as if to split it.

At the moment of crisis, Wang Baole roared and pinched the formula with both hands. Suddenly, the tricolor flying sword and ribbon light burst out, and more spread the pressure of the French soldiers. The hell pill in Wang Baole's body also released a lot of hell fire, which spread everywhere. At the same time, his Lei Xianbian also expanded to the extreme. Under this load, his flesh also burst out with blood. All this finally made him rush out of the forbidden range before the ten black lines were cut!

However, although others rushed out, the reaction formed against the ten black lines still exploded in his body after leaving, causing Wang Baole's blood to spurt out. This time, his viscera were really in severe pain.

If the pain was on other people, maybe he would be unconscious at the moment, but Wang Baole was originally a cruel person, especially for himself. Unexpectedly, he resisted the pain. His body didn't stop at all after rushing out, and his speed reached the extreme, turning into a rainbow in the roar, and went straight to the distance.

He knew very well that even if he was sure that no one else existed around, he was not suitable to stay in this dangerous sword body area at the moment, so the best way in front of him was to do everything possible to rush out of the sword body area with the fastest speed and return to the hilt!

In this way, his speed showed to the extreme, never stopped, and this place is only dozens of miles away from the protective layer between the hilt and the body of the sword, especially now there is no fog obstruction, so Wang Baole in this amazing speed, like a long line, directly swept through the air, roared close to the protective layer, and instantly... Rushed out!!

At the moment of rushing out, Wang Baole spewed blood again, but he obviously felt that the temperature around him was cool, giving people a very comfortable feeling, as if from summer to autumn.

But the temperature is only relative. In fact, even the hilt area is still hot, but compared with the inside of the sword, the outside can indeed be described as autumn or cool to some extent.

Under this coolness, Wang Baole's spirit was also refreshed, and his speed did not slow down. He flew out a long way in a hurry. He was really relieved at the bottom of his heart after he realized that no one was chasing or sneaking attack from the beginning to the end. At the moment, his injury was not light. He simply found a desert island, directly opened up a simple cave inside, crossed his knees immediately after entering, took out some healing pills, swallowed them, and began to meditate.

In this way, seven days later, when Wang Baole opened his eyes in the cave, there was a flash in his eyes. His previous injury has now recovered 80% to 90%, and there is no serious problem.

"The prohibition is too strong... It's still because there are loopholes, so I picked it up cheaply. If there are no loopholes... I'm afraid that if I want to go in and get something back, all my magic weapons will be broken, which is not worth the loss." Wang Baole recalled the previous peak prohibition. While he was terrified, he was also enthusiastic about his harvest. He quickly took it out and checked it.

He left quickly after getting those storage bags. He healed immediately when he arrived here. During this period, he never had a chance to check the harvest. At this moment, after taking them out one by one, he counted them, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

"Thirty nine storage bags in total!" He was excited. At the moment, he felt like he had bought lottery tickets in Phoenix. With expectation, after scanning the 39 storage bags with his eyes, wangbaole immediately picked up one. After his spiritual knowledge scanned, his eyes suddenly brightened. Turning his hands, a gray token the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

The tentacle of this token is cold. I don't know what kind of cold material it is made of. It even emits bursts of pressure. At first glance, it's not a mundane thing. Its name is written on the front and two words on the back.

Wang Baole is no stranger to the words of Cangmang Daogong. In fact, the Federation has been popularized over the years, but he didn't tell everyone that it was the words of Cangmang Daogong.

After all, many of the federal practice methods come from fragments, and there is mo Gaozi, so writing is not difficult for Wang Baole, which is basically a foreign language that monks must master.

"Sun Yan, outer door!" Wangbaole felt the token in his hand and read the positive and negative handwriting.

"Grey, red, purple and black! They are the token colors of the outer gate, the inner gate, the core, and the elder, but there is no standard for the supreme elder token..." Wang Baole recalled the sect's explanation of the identity token task, and was sure that what he was holding in his hand was the token of the outer gate disciple worth a hundred martial arts.

After putting the token aside, Wang Baole continued to check the storage bag and found that there were not many items in it, most of them were damaged, and there were not many pills. Obviously, this was an external disciple called Sun Yan, who was not rich.

But Wang Baole was not discouraged, but with expectation, opened the second storage bag. There was also a token of an external disciple in the storage bag. In addition, there was a bottle of sealed Dan medicine. Wang Baole didn't know the name of the Dan, but looking at the appearance of the Dan bottle, it seemed very unusual, so he opened it and couldn't help taking a breath.

"This pill... I just smell it, and my aura is boiling. Baodan!" Wangbaole hurriedly put it away and continued to check the next one.

In this way, as he opened the storage bags, cheers and exclamations came from his mouth from time to time. Until he opened the 31st storage bag, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly widened and his face became a little excited.

Because the items and identity tokens in this storage bag are different from others. Their tokens are actually red!

"Inner gate disciple token!"

Wangbaole cheered up and looked carefully at the inner disciple's storage bag. In it, he saw thousands of white stones and didn't know the specific function. In addition, he also saw five copper coins!

Each of the five copper coins is half the size of a palm, with a ferocious ghost totem carved on the front and a sentence written on the reverse

"Mountain Ghost thunder kills ghosts, reduces essence, beheads demons, dispels evil spirits, and always keeps God clean!"

Looking at these copper coins, Wang Baole was a little stunned. He didn't know what it was, but he felt a trace of magic weapon from it, so he put it aside and planned to go back to cangmangdao palace to check the information.

In addition, there were some sundries, and finally a white jade slip, which attracted Wang Baole's attention. He took out his spiritual consciousness and swept it. His breath immediately stagnated. He quickly picked up the copper coin next to him, looked at the jade slip again, and muttered softly after a while.

"Fubing?"

In this jade slip, there is a method of refining and controlling Fubing, which is a special magic weapon, but its power is not small. For example, these five copper coins are a kind of Fubing.

After a little research, wangbaole felt that it was broad and profound, and knew that it could not be pondered thoroughly in a short time, so he solemnly put it away and began to check other storage bags. Until all these storage bags were checked, he looked at the harvest in front of him, and his heart also accelerated.

Not to mention anything else, it's just identity tokens. Thirty-eight external disciples and one internal disciple are great points of combat skill, not to mention many pills and incomplete magic weapons. Because they are not identified, it's difficult to evaluate their value, but in Wang Baole's judgment, they will be worth a certain amount of combat skill anyway.

In this way, this trip to the hinterland of the sword body, Wang Baole can be said to return with a full load. If other people know the great harvest, they will be jealous.

"And the pill suspected of Huanyu pill..."

"And... The purple token!!" Thinking of this, Wang Baole's eyes showed a strong light. Naturally, he would not forget that the reason for his injury was that he was shocked by the purple token.

After all, purple represents the core disciple, and the value of the core disciple token is 20000 war achievements!

At the same time, wangbaole will not forget that there are many well preserved attics in the peak, and... The figure sitting cross legged in the high cave!

"If I guessed right, that mountain... Should be the mountain cave of the core disciple in the real boundless Taoist palace!"

The value of the cave of a core disciple who has not been developed by his predecessors is so great that Wang Baole's eyes are a little red after a little thought.