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  The Alchemy Temple is located at the top of the Spirit Medicine Peak, and the Spirit Medicine Peak is the highest mountain in the Rosethorn Ruins, standing tall and majestic, steep and perilous, with a height of ten thousand feet, making people seem as small as dust.

  From such a great height, the impact would be unparalleled, not to mention flesh and blood, even if it were forged from fine iron, it would end in a crushing defeat, yet Wei Ziming and his two companions jumped down the precipice with determination.

  The next moment after Wei Ziming and the other two rushed out of the bloody mist, a black figure emerged from the surging bloody mist on the cliff wall of Lingyao Peak, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked down with an ugly expression.

  This man was Zhou Dian, the State Master of Yunluo Country. Just now, in the Blood-colored Mist, Luo Qing used a hidden treasure to hide all three of them, making it impossible for the State Master of Yunluo Country to find their location. However, when they rushed out of the Blood-colored Mist, the unusual movement at the edge of the mist still startled him.

  Standing on the edge of the cliff, Zhou Dian's face looked extremely unsightly at this moment. He had never thought that the three people in the alchemy hall would make such a shocking move, which completely exceeded his expectations.

  The final result was also beyond his expectation, and it can be said that this is an unacceptable result. In this dangerous ruin, using extreme means is also a matter of course, but there is a necessary premise, that is, the cost and gain must be proportional.

  Now it's all right, he not only didn't get the token from Wei Ziming and the other three, but also chilled the hearts of those who followed him. Moreover, because they didn't get the token, their situation became extremely dangerous.

  The peak of the Spirit Medicine Peak was shrouded in a bloody mist, and without even thinking about it, one could imagine that there would be a large number of vengeful spirits rushing here. This wasn't a good thing; if they weren't handled properly, their lives might be lost here.

  Although he clearly knew that Wei Ziming and the other two had jumped from here, however, the handsome old man Zhou Dian did not take any further action. This was not because he was afraid of this cliff; with his cultivation, jumping down this thousand-meter cliff would at worst result in a severe injury.

  Even if he was seriously injured, it would be easy for him to deal with Wei Ziming and the other two. The problem is that even if he jumped off a cliff, he wouldn't be able to find Wei Ziming and the other two, because their hiding methods could easily deceive him, and effective means of finding them might not work a second time.

  Finally, Lao Zhe Zhou Dian could only sullenly turn around and leave. What he had to do was to escape from the Lingyao Peak as soon as possible.

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  Under the precipice of a thousand feet, a sudden rumble was heard, and the rotten soil and rocks were instantly turned into a wave of yellow dust under the impact, surging in all directions.

  "Cough...cough...cough!" A fit of coughing echoed from the dusty waves, and then three disheveled figures emerged from the smoky dust.

  "Damn it! Luckily I have Xiao Hei, otherwise my life would be over here." A thread of blood trickled from the corner of Luo Qing's mouth, his spirit somewhat depressed as he weakly cursed.

  "Haha! It's really not easy to bear, now I can feel Roger's feeling" Wei Ziming's mouth also overflowed with a thread of blood, apparently he was also injured internally, but at this moment his mood was quite good, because he had everything he wanted.

  As for the Luo Ziming in Ruo's mouth, on the top of the mountain where the Luo family was located, he had been kicked down the cliff by him with one foot, leaving Luo Ziming barely breathing and almost taking his life.

  As for Luo Yanmeng's appearance, although it was a bit miserable, his cultivation had already reached the peak of Xiantian First Realm. He was not as unbearable as Wei Ziming and Luo Qing, but he didn't feel good either.

  "Zhou Dian's pale face is really detestable!" Unreasonably suffering, Luo Yanmeng's mood naturally wouldn't improve, and she muttered under her breath.

  "Haha! That old white face is making such a big commotion in the Dan Palace, I reckon he's running for his life! But his ending will definitely be miserable" Wei Ziming didn't seem to be resentful of Zhou Dian for getting them into this predicament, instead he was chuckling dryly.

  Watching Wei Ziming dryly laugh, Luo Qing and his son were slightly stunned for a moment before they understood what was going on. They also let out a relieved dry laugh. Jumping off the cliff wasn't pleasant, but facing a group of vengeful spirits would be even more unbearable. It's likely that Zhou Dian and this group of people will meet with disaster rather than good fortune.

  After three people laughed for a while, a delicate jade medicine bottle suddenly appeared in Luoyan Meng's hand, and she poured out three extraordinary pills.

  This dan medicine is obviously a Xiantian Baodan, this kind of thing is rare and precious outside, but Luo Yanmeng has just looted the Dan Temple, although Xiantian Baodan is precious, he doesn't lack it now.

  Three extraordinary congenital treasure pills were taken by three people, and in an instant, the internal injuries they suffered from jumping off the cliff also recovered.

  "It's also unsafe here, and our injuries have recovered. Next, we'll head to the temple to reunite with the old masters!" Luo Yanmeng said after recovering from their injuries.

  Entering the temple with the five old men was originally a planned event, but it also means giving up searching for relics and getting rich.

  In response, Wei Ziming and Luo Qing did not have any objections. Wei Ziming had already obtained what he wanted, while Luo Qing also got a spatial ring from Luo Yanmeng's hand, which satisfied him. The two of them nodded slightly, and then the three of them hid their figures again, dashing off in one direction.

  At the end of this direction, there is a majestic building as big as a mountain, like a temple in Greek mythology, built with unknown giant stones, looking simple, grand and heavy, giving people a feeling like a mountain.

  Although this building has undergone a hundred years of erosion, some delicate parts have become rotten, such as some murals and stone carvings that have become blurred. However, the overall structure has not been eroded and still exudes a deep and mysterious atmosphere, which can be seen from its extraordinary architecture.

  This building is the Temple of Rosetta.

  The temple is the most important place in Roserman, where the spirits of ancestors are worshipped and passed down. Unfortunately, Roserman has declined, the temple is dusty, and its former glory has been lost, and the inheritance is almost cut off.

  If it weren't for a once-in-a-century opportunity that prompted the sealed Rosetta Gate to open up a passage, the inheritance within the temple would likely be severed forever.

  Because the entire temple is extremely large and heavy, the only hall in the temple is also very large, like a square. The originally smooth black floor, after experiencing hundreds of years, was covered with a layer of dust.

  Inside this huge hall, there is nothing but emptiness. The only eye-catching thing is the giant stone stele that is connected to the entire temple as a whole, with one located in the center of the hall.

  In this temple, people are as small as ants. At this moment, under the huge black stone monument, there are five elderly people standing quietly, as small as ants.

  Although these five old men looked very calm on the surface, it was not difficult to see that under their calm expressions, there was a hint of joy that was almost hidden.

  It can be seen that the five old men's trip was unusually smooth and they successfully obtained the inheritance left by Saint Roche.

  Among the five elderly men, Mr. Qian's expression was truly calm, and in the eyes of the other four elderly men, Mr. Qian's internal energy cultivation was something they couldn't match.

  However, no one saw the sadness hidden in Qian Lao's heart, the pain of losing a child.

  Qian Lao Ye Zi had two sons, the elder of whom had gone out to travel a long time ago. The elder son was already somewhat unclear about when he left, in short it was very, very long ago, 70 or 80 years, his memory was already somewhat fuzzy.

  Only his second son Qian Wei has been guarding him by his side all along.

  Lao Lao Ye Zi really got old, his cultivation among the five Lao Ye Zi is not the highest, but he is the oldest, so he was very happy that Qian Wei always guarded him by his side.

  However, just a short while ago, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and at that moment he knew that Qian Wei had fallen, and Qian Xue had also fallen, because he could no longer feel the presence of either of them.

  No one knew the pain in Lao Qian's heart, nor could anyone see the pain in his heart, because he had remained calm since obtaining the inheritance of Roselle Saint.

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