Chapter 28: The Qiankun of Abstinence

  The fairy tombs in the cemetery can be divided into fifteen levels according to their scale and solidity. The ice tomb of the nameless little demon that Zhao Rui had previously shattered belonged to the smallest scale and worst solidity level in this cemetery. To shatter higher-level fairy tombs and obtain the treasures inside, one must possess even stronger power.

  Fortunately, he has already cultivated to the mid-term of Soul Snatching Realm. With his current strength, opening a second-level immortal tomb is more than enough.

  Zhao Rui strolled through the Fairy Devil Cemetery, searching for a second-level fairy tomb. After finding one, he would carefully examine the ice-sealed fairies and demons inside to see if they had any ancient treasures on them. If there were no treasures, then it wasn't worth opening.

  After all, these fairy tombs are still very solid, and opening one requires a lot of effort. There's no need to do something that's not worth the trouble.

  There are many fairy tombs in the cemetery, but those that truly have ancient magical artifacts left inside are extremely rare.

  Zhao Rui spent most of the day searching carefully in the cemetery and finally found a second-level fairy tomb with ancient treasures left behind.

  According to the epitaph on the tombstone, the owner of this immortal mausoleum is named Fude Zhengshen, which is the land god in people's mouths.

  The earth bears all things and nurtures all things, growing five grains to nourish the people.

  Fude Zhengshen dominates the land, guarding the peace of the countryside, with his magical powers communicating with the gods, since ancient times, he has been revered by the people.

  Fude Zhengshen has a short and small body, with white hair and beard, kind eyebrows and good eyes. He wears a prime minister's hat on his head, and his body is dressed in an ancient-style long gown. His right hand holds a yellow wooden staff, and the middle finger of his left hand wears a beautiful ring.

  The surface of the yellowish-brown wooden staff was covered with cracks like spider webs, probably caused by the impact of ancient wars, and it was estimated that it had lost its use. However, the ring was intact.

  Although it was separated by a thick layer of ice and couldn't be seen very clearly, Zhao Rui could still confirm that it was absolutely an exciting treasure.

  The treasure was right in front of him, within arm's reach. Zhao Rui naturally didn't waste any time and took a deep breath, starting the true energy in his dantian, preparing to break open this second-grade immortal tomb.

  The true energy flows out from the Dan Tian, along the meridians, all the way to the right arm.

  The true energy on his right arm grew more and more abundant, becoming increasingly powerful, causing the muscles in his entire right arm to bulge, with green veins bursting forth.

  When the true energy condensed to its peak, Zhao Rui suddenly let out a loud shout and took a step forward, his right fist bursting out with full force.

  "Boom!"

  A deafening crash suddenly rang out, echoing non-stop in this empty cemetery.

  On this immortal tomb reinforced by Eternal Immortal Art, a huge crack appeared, but there was no sign of collapse.

  "It's really sturdy, this is going to be a big hassle."

  Zhao Rui rubbed his fist, which was aching slightly, and complained. This punch could shatter a thousand-pound boulder without any problem, but this ancient ice tomb, worn away by millions of years of time, only cracked open a small fissure, showing just how solid it was.

  He took a deep breath, let out a low growl, and once again mobilized his true energy, swinging his fist to continue the barrage. A series of crashing sounds echoed through the cemetery.

  After a period of bombardment, the immortal mausoleum of Fude Zhengshen finally could not withstand it and began to show signs of collapse.

  Shattered ice cubes scattered and splashed everywhere, hitting the ground with a loud crackling sound.

  At the moment when this second-level fairy tomb completely collapsed, the Fude Zhengshen inside came into contact with the outside air and turned into a wisp of smoke that drifted away without a trace. The yellow wooden staff in his hand also shattered into pieces, but the ring remained, falling to the ground and making a crisp and pleasant sound.

  Zhao Rui hastily picked up the ring and examined it carefully in his hand.

  The surface of this ring is engraved with mysterious and exquisite ancient inscriptions, a pale blue glow flows subtly within the ring like an underwater hidden current.

  Taking a closer look, Zhao Rui suddenly discovered that the trajectory of this pale blue glow seemed to form two ancient characters.

  "Heaven and Earth!"

  Zhao Rui's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of wild joy rushed to his head: "This... could it be the legendary Qian Kun Ring?"

  He once saw an ancient Taoist book that recorded, in the distant past, there was a treasure called the Qian Kun Ring. It looked small and delicate, but inside the ring was another universe.

  In this Qian Kun ring, the space is vast and boundless, capable of holding a mountain range, able to contain a great river!

  For a cultivator, since their lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people, they naturally have more personal items. Sometimes, when they discover some precious treasures, they also need something to store them in.

  With such a Qian Kun ring, anything can be put inside, extremely convenient.

  Nowadays, some cultivators can also imitate the function of the Qiankun Ring with similar magical artifacts, but their quality is far from reaching this level. The usual capacity is only about the size of a room, and those that can hold a small mountain are already among the best of the best, enough to make cultivators fight for them without rest.

  As for ancient treasures like the Qian Kun Ring, cultivators have only heard of them but never seen them.

  If they really see it, I'm afraid they'll be so jealous that their eyes will bulge out, and like a swarm of locusts, they'll rush over to grab it.

  Zhao Rui put the Qian Kun ring on his right middle finger, then injected his true energy into it, wanting to see if the space inside was as vast as legend had it.

  However, unexpectedly, in the process of viewing, he found that there were still two small piles of plants left in the Qiankun Ring, which was estimated to be left by the previous owner of the ring - Fude Zhengshen.

  Zhao Rui took out two things from inside and examined them carefully.

  From their appearance, these two plants look like ginseng and have taken on a human form, with heads, limbs, and bodies all perfectly intact.

  However, there are differences between them.

  A single piece of ginseng presents a faint golden color, with a strange fragrance emanating from the ginseng, and just smelling it makes people feel refreshed and invigorated, all fatigue disappearing in an instant.

  Another ginseng is entirely snow-white, with an even more intense fragrance, and there are even wisps of cloud-like gas emanating from within the ginseng, swirling around it, making it look like a divine product.

  Inside Qiankun Ring, there are more of this light golden ginseng, probably several thousand plants, while the snow-white ginseng is slightly less, only a few hundred plants.

  "These two things should be good!" Zhao Rui guessed with some delight.

  Although he had gone through a lot of spiritual materials, those materials were chaotic and sometimes incomplete. The records did not cover everything, and there was no record of these ginsengs, so he could only rely on his own speculation.

  However, although Zhao Rui couldn't determine how many years these two ginseng had been growing for, he knew in his heart that this was probably a treasure that money couldn't buy.

  Zhao Rui first put the ginseng in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and then swallowed it.

  At first, he thought the ginseng tasted a bit bitter, but after a while, he found that the bitterness was accompanied by a faint sweetness, leaving a fragrant aftertaste in his mouth, and his body felt warm and comfortable.

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