Hu Zhensong took the spirit plate and swept it. The red light on the plate flickered, which was much brighter than when he found the dark brown stone last time. Needless to say, the grade of these two cyan crystals was much higher than that of the brown stone. Also, what can make the two stone statues live?

This is a great harvest. I don't know if several immortal masters will reward them in the future.

Everyone was concerned about the harvest, but Qingyang was very interested in the two stone statues. When others gathered around huzhensong to enjoy the two cyan crystal stones, Qingyang came to the stone statues alone and squatted on the ground to observe them carefully.

In terms of appearance, there is no difference between the stone statues and those carved by craftsmen in the secular world, and the exquisite degree is even worse than that of the external stone carvings. But looking at the inside of the stone statue, there are many things that he can't see through, and many regular lines are depicted. I don't know what they are for.

The position where the back of the statue was blown out of the hole seems to be the whole control center, which is much more complex than other parts. After being blown up by Zhentian thunder, the cyan spar providing energy fell, and the stone statue became a dead object after losing power.

If there were no master here, the two stone statues could not act arbitrarily. Even if they were dead, they could not defeat the two stone statues with everyone's ability. Looking at the two broken stone statues on the ground, Qingyang envied them very much. The immortal master's ability was really beyond the imagination of an ordinary person.

Just the two stone statues have such great power, not to mention their abilities in other aspects. I don't know if I have become an immortal teacher, Qingyang can't help looking forward to it.

After studying the two cyan crystal stones, Hu Zhensong took the spirit plate to the stone statue and found that there was nothing available on the stone statue. They came to the stone gate of the main hall together. Hu Zhensong tried to push, but still didn't move.

The whole stone gate is nearly two feet high and more than one foot wide. It is divided into two fans, each of which is more than eight feet wide and at least one foot thick. Such a large stone gate is also the first time they have met in their life. It is impossible to open it alone. They must work together.

Everyone ate something and rested a little. When the recovery was almost over, the seven experts lined up, put their palms on one of the Shimen mountains, and then pushed the door hard at the same time. As for the three children and the injured Qian Banxian and Du Chengjin, they can only be spectators. The place is too small to stand, not to mention their ability to help.

Seven Jianghu experts exerted their strength at the same time, and the stone gate finally moved. Only a dull sound of stone friction was heard, and a gap slowly appeared between the two doors.

After that, everyone made persistent efforts and spent nearly a quarter of an hour with one effort. Finally, they pushed the door open a gap more than two feet wide.

When the door was opened, everyone was very tired. At least 70% of their skills were consumed. This kind of energy work is really tiring. Fortunately, the door was pushed, and the stone door shaft turned flexibly. If they were allowed to lift such a door, it would be useless to have another seven experts.

The seven masters sat by the door and rested for a while. When their energy recovered a little, they entered the hall from the crack in the door.

The light in the hall is OK. You can see it at a glance after you go in. The whole hall is magnificent. It is tens of feet long and wide, and nearly ten feet high. It looks very empty.

In the center of the main hall, there is a huge Dan stove more than two feet high. Below is a round belly with a diameter of nearly ten feet. The outside is carved with flying phoenix patterns. Three ghost faced animal feet are supported on the ground. Above is a gourd shaped cover engraved with dragon patterns. Yin and Yang coincide. The whole Dan furnace has smooth lines and looks gorgeous and thick.

I don't know how many pills can be made from such a large Dan furnace at a time. I'm afraid only immortal masters can use it? Songhe is also a Taoist. Seeing the huge red furnace in the middle, he understood that the hall should be the alchemy room of immortal masters.

On the left side of the hall, there are many shelves for visiting goods. It is estimated that they are used to place all kinds of medicinal materials and finished pills. However, most of the shelves are empty, and only one corner is sparsely placed with several pills bottles.

On the right side of the main hall, there seems to be a lot of garbage. Careful observation can find one or two woods that barely keep their shape. The other party here should be the wood and refined carbon used for making fire in alchemy. It may have been placed for too long, and most of them have been rotten, like garbage.

At this time, Hu Zhensong also saw that this is the immortal master's pill room. The pill refined by the immortal masters is not the immortal pill? At the thought of this, Hu Zhensong's breath suddenly hurried up. He couldn't care about anything else and walked quickly towards the pill shelf on the left.

Others seemed to think of this, and hurriedly followed Hu Zhensong. They also wanted to see what Xiandan looked like for the first time.

In front of the pill rack, Hu Zhensong picked up a jade bottle, carefully opened the lid and poured it into his palm, but only a pool of black mucus came out, smelling bad. Inhale a little in your nose, almost fainting.

How could this be a fairy pill? It's not too much to say that it's poison. It seems that it's been placed for too long. The pill has also been corrupted and turned into a pool of black water.

Huzhensong was not discouraged. He picked up another porcelain bottle from the shelf and poured it into his heart. As a result, only a trace of black ash was poured out. The others were not as good as the jade bottle just now. It can be seen that the effect of holding pills in the porcelain bottle is much worse than that in the jade bottle.

No usable pill was found in two bottles in a row, and Hu Zhensong's luck was gone. Sure enough, after he checked all the bottles, he really didn't find a usable pill except that he dyed his hands black.

Huzhensong became angry and kicked at the shelf. Old Taoist Songhe quickly stopped and said, "don't destroy them. These bottles are ancient and can sell a lot of money. Immortal masters don't need them. We can use them."

It's also said that immortal masters are not rare. They can take it back by themselves. The tiger sect has a large family and a large business, and there are many places to spend money. Apart from anything else, it's no problem to sell each of these jade bottles and porcelain bottles for twelve or eight taels of silver. These bottles also sell well. The manufacturing industry is relatively exquisite. If you are not willing to sell them, you can put them in the house and enjoy them.

Hu Zhensong took back his outstretched feet, took out the spirit plate, and swept the bottles one by one. Even the families that put the porcelain bottles didn't let go. He found that there was really nothing available. So he began to collect the bottles and divided them into two or three.