"What is it? Fellow cultivator, feel free to ask. I'll definitely tell you everything I know!"
The black sword felt guilty and quickly agreed when he heard that Jiang Ming had a favor to ask.
Jiang Ming almost laughed out loud. However, he managed to hold it in and said, "Friend, can you sense the bronze cauldron on the stall? Is it an old artifact from ten thousand years ago?"
"As long as you don't seal me again, I can sense everything," the black sword mumbled, then slowly said, "The bronze cauldron, right? Let me see. How can this be something that's not even half a year old? I've lived longer than a tortoise, so I'm more sensitive to old artifacts than anyone else. Don't worry."
Jiang Ming's expression was strange. He wanted to laugh. He understood the logic. However, he had never seen anyone compare himself to a tortoise.
Then, he suddenly remembered that he could also live longer than a tortoise, and he could not laugh anymore.
"Forget it, that's not the issue." Jiang Ming could not be bothered to think about it. However, he still had some doubts. Why could he sense a special aura?
The black sword suddenly said, "Eh? No… There seems to be some kind of material smelted in this bronze cauldron. It contains a thin trace of the aura of the great cultivation. However, this aura will dissipate in less than three days, so it's useless."
Jiang Ming was dumbfounded. So that was what happened. He was almost fooled.
"There are so many talented people." Jiang Ming shook his head and left. Refining artifacts was more difficult than refining pills. To melt two kinds of materials in one furnace and still maintain the original aura of the great cultivation meant that the person who could refine it was incredibly talented.
With this lesson, Jiang Ming was more cautious about other things when he strolled on the street. He even had to carefully identify the pills and talismans that caught his eye for a long time to prevent himself from being scammed.
"I thought that Xiaoqian Mountain was dangerous. However, I didn't expect that it would be much safer compared to this place."
However, with the help of the black sword, he did not fall into any traps.
Along the way, Jiang Ming also encountered two magical tools that were actually excavated from the Black Rock Ruins. However, the price was astronomical. Although Jiang Ming had ample spirit stones, he did not want to be a spendthrift. Thus, he simply did not bother.
"Ah, even that group of people from back then have completely disappeared. I've slept for such a long time."
The black sword suddenly sighed.
"What? Friend, do you know about the ruins?" Jiang Ming was surprised.
Jiang Ming had already told it about the Black Rock Ruins. However, even it did not know the specific origin of the ruins.
"I've been in a deep sleep since the last era," the black sword said faintly. "I've experienced all four stages of the world's destruction. However, when the immortal cultivation civilization had just prospered in this era, I had woken up briefly. At that time, a group of people who explored the path of immortality found the underground space where I was sleeping. They studied it carefully for a long time. However, they never did any damage to it. I remember someone picking me up and carefully tracing the information on my blade, trying to wake me up. There were also people who knelt before my master, and they even went through the foggy passage to the underground ruins where the remnant light of the heavenly tribulation was. Later, they said that they wanted to build a blessed land for immortal cultivation and spread immortal cultivation techniques to the world to find the path to immortality. After that, they seemed to have anticipated something and buried the underground space again. Then, everything returned to darkness until you woke me up. I saw their marks from those items, regardless of if they were real or fake."
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed with a trace of realization. It turned out that the Black Rock Ruins really was related to the place where the black sword was located. However, the underground space was not built by the cultivators of the Black Rock Ruins as people had guessed.
Instead, it was because the group of ancestors discovered the underground space that led them to the ruins of the heavenly tribulation, that they established the blessed land of immortal cultivation.
"If the black sword had taught the group of cultivators something during that brief period of consciousness. Then it can be considered the true ancestor of the Black Rock Ruins," Jiang Ming could not help but think. "Having this guy is like having a treasure. The ancient people didn't lie to me!"
Then, Jiang Ming thought of something and asked, "Is the person sitting in the middle of the pool of ten-thousand-year-old rock spirit blood your master?"
"Master was a genius back then. In just over a thousand years, he reached a height that ordinary people could not reach. However, the world was destroyed too quickly, and it was too much for him to bear. He did not have enough time to change everything. He wanted to use the power of the earth vein to bury himself and try to revive himself in the new era," the black sword said faintly, not continuing. It was obvious that the revival had failed. "However, I'll have to get my master's body back sooner or later." When he said this, the black sword's tone contained a rare trace of murderous intent.
Jiang Ming nodded. Anyway, the group of b*stards from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven were very annoying. Now, the two of them had the same enemy.
"Eh? On the right side of the stall, there's a grayish-white animal hide roll. It looks a little interesting. It seems to be something from that blessed land of cultivation," the black sword suddenly said.
Jiang Ming's eyes moved. He slowly stopped and squeezed into a stall on the right side of the street.
The stall owner was a young man with bright eyes. He was introducing his products to a few customers in front of the stall. Beside him was a young child who was skillfully arranging various things. The two looked similar and seemed to be siblings.
