Immortal Space

Wang Hong held this painting and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see the specific purpose of this painting.

He also picked up the golden book that had been collected on the table at that time, with a few large characters written on the cover, Wang Hong didn't even know the capital of the radical.

Turning the pages of the book, it was full of this kind of writing, and there was not a single word he could understand.

Turning to the first page again, he tried to insert his spiritual consciousness into the book, and then Wang Hong passed out.

He didn't wake up slowly until a day later. This was definitely the worst thing he had ever done in his life.

When his consciousness just came into contact with the golden pages, a massive amount of information rushed straight into Yuanshen along his consciousness.

With his powerful spiritual sense far superior to that of the same level, he couldn't even support it for a moment, and fainted directly in this stream of information.

After waking up after being in a coma for a day, my mind is still groggy, my thoughts are messy, like a ball of paste.

Yuanshen entered the space, picked a piece of jade-like tea from the mutated Qiulong tea tree, and brought it out of the space.

I brewed a cup of spiritual tea with spiritual spring water on the spot, and as the cup of spiritual tea entered my stomach, a cool feeling spread throughout my body, and my mind gradually became clear.

At this time, he sorted out his thoughts and carefully sorted out the information he had obtained before. The information was too huge, and he could only seal it up now, otherwise he still couldn't bear it with the strength of his primordial spirit.

Such a huge amount of information is only the first page of this golden book, and there are hundreds of such pages in total.

He now knew that this book was about a kind of supernatural power called "Immortal in Painting".

Through specific techniques, seal a primordial spirit into the painting, and release it against the enemy when needed.

The few paintings he got from that house were all made through this magical power.

The user only needs to sacrifice a little, and when facing the enemy, he only needs to move his mind to release the soul sealed in the painting to fight the enemy.

It is easy to operate, like using your fingers.

After sorting out his thoughts, he took out the picture scroll with the white tiger again, trying to sacrifice it.

However, what the golden book said required only a little sacrifice, and he had exhausted all his efforts, but he still couldn't find the right way, and couldn't perform the sacrifice smoothly.

Trying to input mana into it, it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and there was no response.

The refining process described in the book was extremely easy, but it was so difficult in his hands.

At this time, Wang Hong forced a few drops of blood essence from his body and dripped it on the calligraphy and painting. The blood essence quickly penetrated into the calligraphy and painting and was slowly absorbed by it.

Then he used the previous method to refine it again, and there was already a little reaction, but it only lasted for a moment, and then he dripped blood into it several times.

Seven days later, Wang Hong's face was pale, but he was very excited. The picture scroll in his hand was finally sacrificed by him.

After taking a pill and resting for two hours, his weak body finally recovered.

At this time, he unfolded the scroll, and he could already feel a slight connection between himself and the scroll.

Although the picture scroll has been successfully sacrificed by him, it is a relic of the immortal after all, and he dare not try to inspire it now.

He couldn't believe it now that the golden book said that with a single thought, the primordial spirit sealed inside could be released to fight, as if he could use his fingers.

According to the experience just now, the book said it was easy, but that kind of easy is relative to the immortal.

An ant like him who only has the ability to transform into a god is obviously not included.

The power of the primordial spirit sealed here will definitely exceed his imagination, and just activating it will probably suck him dry.

Moreover, once the primordial spirit is released, but I can't control it, what should I do then?

Thinking of this, Wang Hong put away all these scrolls, and he would never use them unless it was absolutely necessary.

At this time, he picked up another pen, which he got next to the golden book, and it should be used for drawing the fairy in the painting.

After careful study for a long time, he suspected that this pen might be a fairy weapon, but with his current strength, he couldn't use such a powerful treasure at all.

Of course, this is just his guesswork. After all, he has never seen a fairy weapon, and he doesn't know what a fairy weapon should look like.

Anyway, the aura emanating from this pen seemed to be stronger than the spirit treasures he had seen before.

I can only put it away temporarily, and wait until I become stronger in the future.

Although the treasure is good, it is useless if you are not strong enough to use it.

Then he looked at an emerald jade screen, which he got in the attic.

This screen is carved from a whole piece of fairy jade, and there is no trace of refining, but it is a very good refining material.

After putting away the screen, he picked up a vase, which was also a magic weapon. He checked it, and it should be a storage magic weapon.

Different from ordinary storage treasures, this vase should also have the effect of warming and nourishing vitality.

Then, he took the armband that he took off from the arm of the Shaggy Desolate Clan in his hand.

The workmanship of this magical treasure is as rough and clumsy as the appearance of the Desolate race.

It took a lot of effort to open it, but the space inside is quite large.

Most of them are special products of the Desolate Race, and there are also many gray crystals, and they are quite large.

This kind of spar is of great help to the strength of warriors.

Then, there are many special spirit planting fruits produced by the Desolate Race, especially some of them are dark fruits, which seem to be very advanced.

Tried one in the space, this thing only needs to be inspired by the consciousness, and it will explode violently, its power is equivalent to the strength of a Nascent Soul's blow.

He planted the remaining few trees in the Space Spirit Field, but he didn't know if they could germinate.

The fruits he harvested in the deserted warehouse last time were planted in the space by him, but only some of them successfully germinated.

Afterwards, he checked that some of the fruits that did not germinate should be the cause of the loss of vitality.

Although these few dark fruits seem to retain a trace of vitality, they seem to disappear at any time.

In addition to these specialties of the Desolate race, the armband also contained the harvest of the Desolate race in the secret realm.

He blackmailed so many monks by guarding the entrance before, but now he has accumulated a lot of good things in the armband.

There are some high-grade spiritual grasses, some other various materials, and a few magic weapons.

Wang Hong sorted and collected these items, and transplanted all the items that could be transplanted into the space.

Now, the various elixirs he harvested in this secret realm have planted more than three mu of land in the space.

All of them are elixirs above the fifth rank, and many of them are even of the sixth or seventh rank.

Because these things are not particularly rare in Faerie Shards.

Only then did he turn his gaze to the last item, which was the jade coffin.