Deliveryman of the Heaven

Since they had come to this Ruins of the Holy City, as long as they were alive, they would naturally have the chance to obtain even better treasures.    

Fann Tong's gaze fell on Weiqing's body. With some hesitation, he lightly said: "Take it."    

Fann Tong happily put away the golden skeleton, and laughed: "Thank you Brother Wei Qing."    

Weiqing only gave a light grunt as he looked around the ruins.    

Although this team was formed at the last minute, at the very least, at the moment, Weiqing was the absolute core of this team.    

After all, if not for Weiqing's extraordinary performance, the other five people basically wouldn't have had the chance to enter the Ruins of the Holy City. A golden skeleton that had not rotted away in a thousand years, Weiqing was slightly tempted. But there were a lot of Ruins of the Holy City s, so after losing many Ancient Powerhouse s, he would definitely be able to find other golden skeletons!    

"If I can cultivate golden blood and bones like the Ancient Powerhouse s, what about my strength?"    

Weiqing's face was filled with longing.    

To others, the golden skeleton could only be used to forge weapons, but to Weiqing, it was extremely worth studying. If he could find some methods to refine and refine the blood and bones of Ancient Powerhouse within these golden skeletons, then it would be very helpful to Weiqing in his future cultivation. At the very least, Weiqing's current blood supply was already around one fourth of gold!    

At this moment, Weiqing finally solved a question.    

It was not that Weiqing's blood was not tyrannical, but rather these strong wandering souls. When they were still alive, they probably cultivated the Undefeatable Golden Body and the golden blood, which could be considered to be from the same sect as Weiqing's Pure Yang bloodline.    

"Brother Wei Qing, how about you take a break and I'll help you look for one!"    

Weiqing was unlucky.    

After an hour, everyone else had their gains, but Weiqing did not manage to obtain anything, so Fann Tong immediately came up to talk.    

Weiqing laughed: No need, why don't you go and busy yourself?    

Fann Tong's attitude towards Weiqing was more or less fawning on him.    

Compared to the others, Fann Tong was considered to be someone on the edge of the team. He didn't have much strength, he was just a character who only knew how to use soy sauce.    

If it wasn't for Weiqing nodding his head, let alone Ruins of the Holy City, Fann Tong wouldn't even have the chance to join this group.    

Fann Tong also knew that Weiqing was the absolute core of this team. As a result, whenever there was something that they could help Weiqing with, Fann Tong would help. It was only because Weiqing was grateful and did not have to be petty that Weiqing brought him here.    

Then, Weiqing and the others started to search the entire city area.    

Although Weiqing and the rest didn't know why there weren't any ghosts guarding this large area of the city, nor were there any powerful Sea Beast roaming about.    

Perhaps this entire city had been abandoned by them?    

The truly powerful spirits and Sea Beast were all guarding the center of the ruins in the Holy City?    

Or could it be that some unforeseen event had already occurred in the Ruins of the Holy City?    

The six of them searched very carefully. After searching for an entire day, they still had some harvest.    

Seven golden skeletons, one for each person. Tu Wuya, who had a thick skin, insisted on taking one more, saying that he would make up for his loss in Penglai Island.    

He also found a large pile of broken weapons within the ruins. Three of them were intact, he gave one of the Flying Sword to Tu Mo and one of the treasured armor to the Third Miss. As for the fan, it naturally fell into Yu Wen's hands.    

What surprised Weiqing the most was that inside a stone house, Fann Tong found a monk's skeleton!    

This skeleton was different from the previous seven.    

Wrapped in a scarlet monastic robe, a monk sat cross-legged on the ground. His body was like a dried radish, tightly sticking to the monk's skeleton. Only the fingers that held a string of buddhist beads in his right hand had no flesh, revealing a white-gold luster. Weiqing could immediately tell that this was not the skeleton of a monk, but the body of a monk that just passed away!    

That's right, the entire monk was a sariras!    

The sariras came from his virtue when he was alive, and this monk in front of him had cultivated all of the sariras on his body. Then, just how deep of a virtue would this high monk have when he was alive?    

When he was at the Nanhua Temple, Weiqing specifically went to the Scripture Pavilion to read some records regarding sariras.    

Under normal circumstances, not every monk would have the chance to condense sariras before passing away. Only with merit and a deep buddhist foundation would one have the chance to find a sariras. These sariras, could be big or small, and their shapes could be all sorts of strange and strange, but no matter what, it was a form of affirmation towards the buddhist mantras of this monk!    

According to the Buddhist scriptures, if a monk cultivated the intermediate third grade karmic virtue, he would have the opportunity to obtain the full body of the sariras.    

Medium-third grade karmic virtue was the highest level of karmic virtue that could be cultivated in the mortal world. Superior third grade karmic virtue could only be found in the great buddha of the Western Blessed Buddha Realm.    

What is called a sariras body? Simply put, after a person dies, their corpse will not rot. It was different from Egyptian mummies who relied on medicine to maintain their body. Buddha's sariras did not need any processing. In the last few decades or a hundred years after death, as long as there were no serious injuries, one's body could be kept intact.    

The monk's corpse in front of him was full of sariras, and his corpse was still a platinum gold. This monk's buddhist dharma had probably already reached the peak of perfection, right?    

"There's a buddhist tablet here?"    

Fann Tong flipped through his monastic robe, and finally found a buddhist token.    

Weiqing took a glance, and laughed lightly: "My guess is not wrong, this is indeed an esteemed monk from the Tian Loong Temple!"    

During the search for treasures in the Tian Loong Temple, Weiqing was puzzled. In such a large temple, how could he not even find a single corpse? Now it seems that when the Holy City went through a huge change back then, all of the monks with Tian Loong Temple have probably come to provide support? From this, it could be seen that the Tian Loong Temple back then should have had an extremely high status.    

Weiqing and the others took off their robes and looked at the body of the monk. Although it had been awhile, and it looked a little disgusting, Weiqing was still inspecting it seriously.    

After a thorough examination, Weiqing did not find any traces of external injuries on the monk.    

Weiqing instantly felt reverence. "He wasn't killed, he just passed away in meditation."    

If this ancient high monk had been killed by someone, then after the last breath left his body, this high monk probably wouldn't have a chance to use all of his sariras. The bones on his body were golden-white, even rarer than the pure golden bones on the outside. From this, it could be seen that this monk's cultivation must have reached the grand buddhist level before he died!    

Such an expert, even if he were to fight, it would not be easy for him to die!    

How did the high monk die?