Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Lei Hun continued: "Besides, you can't even break through this space in this field now. What qualifications do you have to compete with me!"

"Thunder soul, don't be proud of it. I don't think this field can be maintained forever." Yinhun is not a fool. Of course, he knew that this field was arranged by the owner of this body, and maintaining the field must consume power, so this field can only trap him for a while at most.

This is true. This Nirvana field consumes extremely primordial spirit. To maintain it forever, Ye Wutian must continue to run the Great Nirvana Sutra to restore the soul.

Lei Hun did not hide it and admitted directly: "Yes, I really can't trap you here all the time, but I want to remind you that this is not a spiritual world full of spiritual energy. Once your and my power falls to a certain limit, it will return to the original source. At that time, I may never be able to see the light of heaven again. Therefore, I advise you to be more contented, otherwise I will not mind dying with you."

The ghost's face was gloomy and said angrily: "Thunder Soul, I have always been with you. Have you ever fought with me to the point of defeating the death of a fish?"

Lei Hun replied calmly: "There is no towering tree in the world, it just subdues one thing. Perhaps the existence of the deity is destined to restrain you."

"Hmph! This time I was wrong. I will get this account back with the principal and interest next time." The ghost said in a deep voice.

"I welcome you at any time." Lei Hun said disapprovingly, and then said to Ye Wutian: "Boy, please withdraw this area."

Ye Wutian closed the Nirvana realm according to the command of Thunder Soul.

"Thunder Soul, I am incompatible with you!" After the ghost said this, he escaped from Ye Wutian's body.

At this time, the entire secret realm was on the verge of collapse, and the ground under your feet was trembling violently, like an earthquake.

The clouds in the sky broke through the round holes, and dazzling lights shot down from these round holes, illuminating spots with a diameter of about half a meter on the ground. This scene was exactly the same as when the secret realm was just opened.

Although the secret realm was about to collapse, the monks did not rush to leave. They all gathered in the ruins of the mountain, rushing to search among the rocks, trying to dig out the treasures.

After the ghost left, Ye Wutian slowly opened his eyes, and the ghost demon immediately asked anxiously: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Brother, I'm fine." Ye Wutian replied, then looked up at the ghost standing in the air.

The ghost lowered his head and searched the ground for a while, and finally his eyes were fixed on a man in black behind the old man in white. Then, his figure flashed and directly penetrated into the man in black, easily swallowing the man's soul and occupying his body.

"Hahaha, I finally got out!" The man in black pulled away the black cloth from his face and laughed to the sky.

Seeing this scene, the old man in white secretly felt sweaty. He was glad that the other party did not attach to him.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the old man in white walked up to Yinhun tremblingly and said respectfully: "Sir Yinhun, our Pavilion Master is welcome."

"What is your Pavilion Master? Why did I bow to see him?" said the ghost.

The old man in white quickly explained: "Master Yinhun, our Pavilion Master also wanted to come to greet you in person, but there are limitations on the secret realm here, so the Pavilion Master could not come in, so he specially ordered his subordinates to bring people in to help Master Yinhun untie the seal."

"Then what's the matter with your Pavilion Master looking for me?" Yin Hun asked indifferently.

"Our Pavilion Master has been looking for a way to go to the spiritual world, and perhaps he can cooperate with Lord Yinhun." The old man in white replied.

"Hmph! If I cooperate with you lowly humans, wouldn't it damage my identity!" said Yinhun proudly.

The old man in white quickly changed his words: "I beg you to help Lord Yinhun."

"Why should I help you? What are the benefits of this?" asked the ghost.

"Our Pavilion Master said that he has a way to suppress the loss of power of Lord Yinhun." The old man in white replied.

The ghost thought for a moment and nodded and agreed, "Okay, I will reluctantly go to see your Pavilion Master."

"Please please!" The old man in white made an invitation gesture, and then stepped into a nearby bright spot with the ghost, and the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the old man in white leave, He Feng immediately said, "This secret realm is about to collapse, so let's evacuate quickly."

"Uncle Mu, can you go to Qianqian's house to play?" He Qianqian stepped forward and pulled Ye Wutian's hand and asked.

Ye Wutian pinched He Qianqian's little nose and said, "Uncle has something to do. I can't go to your house for the time being. I will definitely go to see you when the uncle is free in a few days. OK?"

He Qianqian pouted his little mouth a little unhappy.

Chen Muqing hurriedly stepped forward to rescue Ye Wutian, "Qianqian, if you are not good, uncle will not come to see you in the future."

He Qianqian blinked his beautiful big eyes, thought for a while, and said, "That uncle and Qianqian hooked up." As she said that, she stretched out her little finger.

Ye Wutian could only helplessly hook the girl and stamped her thumb.

"Uncle Mu, if you violate the agreement, you will be punished." Before leaving, He Qianqian did not forget to remind Ye Wutian.

"I understand, uncle will definitely come to see you." Ye Wutian promised, and then watched He Feng and his group leave.

After they left, Ye Wutian said to Guisha: "Brother, help me collect the backpacks on these corpses!"

"Okay!" Guisha agreed casually, and he naturally knew Ye Wutian's intention.

Then the two took off all the backpacks from the corpses and left the secret realm together.

In the early morning, Ye Wutian opened his sleepy eyes, and the first thing that came into his eyelid was the familiar ceiling.

Yes, I finally went home, and finally lay on my soft and comfortable bed, and slept beautifully all night. The fatigue accumulated over the past few days seemed to have disappeared. I just felt my right arm was numb? It seemed that I had lost consciousness. When I turned my head, I saw that my right arm had become Ye Wuqing's pillow.

This girl slept soundly, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ye Wutian smiled knowingly. He did not disturb Ye Wuqing's beautiful dream and gently pulled out his arm.

Sitting up on the bed, rubbed his numb right arm, and after his right arm regained consciousness, he gently got out of bed and left the room and came to the temporary alchemy room next door.

It was already evening when I got home, so these big and small bags were thrown away in this room and had not had time to organize them.

Ye Wutian walked to the pile of backpacks and found Zhou Wenchuan's backpack from it. He was always curious about what kind of spiritual medicine Zhou Wenchuan picked in that cave.

He quickly pulled open his backpack and poured out everything in the bag.

After cleaning up the debris, there were quite a lot of spiritual medicine left, some were packed in cloth bags, while others were packed in wooden boxes.

Ye Wutian first noticed the largest square wooden box. The wooden box was very delicate and looked very high-end. Such a high-end box must be used to hold precious spiritual medicines. Most of them were spiritual medicines collected from the cave.

Ye Wutian couldn't wait to pick up the wooden box and opened it carefully.

Just as the wooden box was opened, a golden light poured out of the box, and a rich feeling came to my face.

Thinking back to the moment when Zhou Wenchuan rushed into the cave, a golden light shone at the entrance of the cave. Ye Wutian was even more sure that the box contained the spiritual medicine in the cave.

When the entire lid was lifted, Ye Wutian was first disappointed, then ecstasy.

The box contains a golden lotus, which is a spiritual medicine called the Earthly Ching Golden Lotus. Like the Han Xin Wanhua, it is the main spiritual material for refining the Earthly Spirit Pill.

Although the value of the golden lotus in this land was quite valuable, Zhou Wenchuan spent ten years, prepared carefully, and sacrificed so many lives. In the end, he was just a golden lotus in the land, which inevitably made Ye Wutian a little disappointed.

However, when he carefully observed the Earth-Ying Golden Lotus, he suddenly found that the Earth-Ying Golden Lotus contained extremely rich spiritual energy, and its size was several times larger than the average Earth-Ying Golden Lotus. In this way, it was at least thousands of years old, which was exactly what Ye Wutian was ecstatic.

The spiritual materials are just like ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum. The longer the year, the stronger the medicinal effect.

Roughly estimated, the market price of this Earth-Yong Golden Lotus will even surpass the main spiritual materials of the two types of Peiyuan Pills, Ningyuan Immortal Grass and Black Water Snake Spirit Flower.

"No wonder that guy paid such a great price for this golden lotus in the ground." Ye Wutian murmured, and then he sneered again. As the saying goes, good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, and that guy Zhou Wenchuan has received the reward he deserves.

Ye Wutian covered the box and looked at the big and small bags. If he had to organize it alone, he didn't know when it would be done, so he called out the two sleeping girls.

"Senior Brother, what did you ask me to come here early in the morning?" Ye Wuqing yawned, sleepy, and was pulled into the alchemy room by Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian pinched her face, "Beware, you have important tasks left to you."

"Wutian, what important task is it?" Su Mengli, who had already awakened, asked curiously behind her.

Ye Wuqing, who had just walked into the alchemy room, had already seen the big bags all over the ground, and asked, "Senior Brother, where did so many bags come from?"

"It was taken off from the dead." Ye Wutian answered truthfully.

"Ah?" both women exclaimed.

"It seems to be true, some bags are stained with blood." Su Mengli said in a panic look.

"What's the point of being afraid of blood? When you come to your aunt, you have to bleed for several days in a row." Ye Wutian said casually.

"That's different, these are dead blood." Su Mengli said with a pout.

Ye Wutian wiped his sweat and said, "I asked you to come here, I'm not discussing these blood with you. I'll pour out all the things in these bags later. You just need to be responsible for organizing them."
Chapter completed!