"What kind of, send it away?" Su Hang was faintly disappointed in his heart, this thing looked rustic, and Su Hang couldn't recognize whether it was a bowl or a spittoon. ↗

In the end, the system gave the answer, this thing is not a spittoon or a bowl, it is - a tank!

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Item: Sima Guang's tank.

Function: Attack, trap people.

Introduction: After the treasure is recognized, it can change the size with the host's mind, smash people, trap people, and use all kinds of wonderful uses.

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"Lingbao?"

When he saw the information about the broken bowl, Su Hang's eyes were about to fall out, and the Jigong fan that he had refined before could be called a magic weapon, and it was an extremely powerful magic weapon, but the Jigong fan was just a consumable, and now it was temporarily useless.

For things like magic weapons, Su Hang has specifically consulted the system, magic weapons are auxiliary treasures refined by monks, which contain many special functions, which can increase the strength of monks, and some can be helpful to monks' cultivation.

There is no doubt that magic weapons are also hierarchical, the lowest, called mortal treasures, mortal treasures are just some mortal things contaminated with the monk's mana, just like the legendary Taoist charms, peach wood swords and those treasures that have been consecrated by high monks, although they are rare and have certain abilities, but in the eyes of real monks, they are not so precious.

And the higher level than the magic weapon is the spiritual treasure, the so-called spiritual treasure, that is, there is a spiritual treasure, its value can not be measured by numbers at all, especially in today's society, even martial artists are rare, not to mention the things that these monks have made up.

Whether there is a spiritual treasure in this world, Su Hang does not dare to assert it, but Su Hang is sure that even if there is, it is definitely extremely rare, and he will find an opportunity to ask Xue Qi in the future, with the ability of the Xue family, if he has never seen a spiritual treasure and a mortal treasure, then I am afraid it can only mean that most of these fantasy things do not exist in this real world.

Above the Lingbao is the fairy treasure, the legend is that it is a fairy thing, more precious than the Lingbao ten million times, want to meet, only chance, ordinary people are not even thinking about it.

Lingbao's way of recognizing the Lord is very simple, that is, dripping blood, biting the middle finger, squeezing out two drops of blood, dripping into the broken bowl, what the system calls the tank, surprisingly, the small jar is like a sponge, the blood dripping on it, is quickly absorbed, directly penetrated into it.

In the next second, Su Hang felt that there was a wonderful connection between him and the small tank.

As soon as my mind moved, I saw that the small tank grew in the wind, and instantly turned into a large water tank with a diameter of nearly two meters.

With a bang, the sudden weight, Su Hang's already broken table directly collapsed, the water tank slammed on the ground, and the floor shook.

"Wow, so big?"

Looking at the big vat in front of him, Su Hang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, it was just like a Ruyi golden hoop stick.

Su Hang tried repeatedly, this cylinder can change the size of his mind at will, of course, this change is also limited, with Su Hang's current realm, at most let it change to a little more than three meters in diameter, and if it is small, it can only change to the size of a teacup, which is already the limit, which has a lot to do with his realm.

After it gets bigger, I'm afraid it will weigh thousands of catties, but after this thing is recognized, even if it gets bigger and falls into Su Hang's hands, it will be no different from an ordinary tea bowl, and it doesn't take much effort at all.

"Sima Guang smashed the cylinder? Is this a smashing method?" The water tank became smaller and fell back into Su Hang's hand, and his face couldn't help twitching slightly, the story of Sima Guang smashing the cylinder was learned in elementary school, and it was familiar to the whole of China, but he really got a cylinder out, and this cylinder still belonged to Sima Guang, but I don't know if Sima Guang smashed this cylinder back then?

Thousands of pounds of things, if you smash people, I'm afraid you will be disabled if you don't die, at least it is difficult to bear such a heavy pressure below the martial arts realm, and this tank can not only smash people, but also trap people, turn it over and buckle it on people's heads, ordinary people don't want to think of it.

Originally, it was a broken bowl begging for food, but unexpectedly it was a Lingbao-level baby, getting up early in the morning, this mood was not ordinarily good, playing and appreciating it, Su Hang took back the small jar and the storage ring, simply freshened up, and went home.

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Shuxi, Youlong County.

Suxi Village is a small mountain village in Youlong County, located at the junction of Youlong and Emei, the mountain is not high, but the forest is dense, it belongs to a relatively remote village, a stream comes from the mountain, passes through Suxi Village, and joins the Pingqiang River outside the mountain, Suxi Village is also named after this creek.

Tang Li Bai has poetry clouds, Emei Mountain moon and half autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River flow, night hair clear stream to the Three Gorges, Sijun does not see Yuzhou.

The Pingqiang River mentioned in the poem is the Pingqiang River connected to the mountains of Suxi Village, and the mountains and rivers nourish people, and Suxi Village can be regarded as a rare and quiet place outside the world today.

In the past two years, the village has responded to the call to build a new countryside, and every household has planted tea, basically getting rid of the poor mountains and bad waters, and life has been much better.

But now that the tea season is out, many young people in the village have gone out to work, and the village is more peaceful than before.

At the foot of the village, not far from the stream, there is a tiled house with a little smoke floating on the roof.

"Brother, let me see what you bought me?" In the house, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old playful little girl jumped out of bed and ran in front of Su Hang barefoot, flashing two big eyes, staring at the bag in Su Hang's hand.

"Girl, can you be gentle?" Su Hang looked at his sister a little helplessly, "Aren't you going to class today?"

The little sister's name is Su Xi, homophonic to Su Xi, it can be regarded as a very beautiful name, fifteen years old this year, studying in the first year of high school in the county, when she came back, Su Hang was going to go to the county seat to see her, but then she thought about it, for fear of delaying her sister's study, so she didn't go, but she didn't expect this girl to be at home.

"Who said you won't go to class?" Su Xi glanced at Su Hang, "Isn't tomorrow the weekend?" ”

As he spoke, he rummaged through Su Hang's bag again.

"Don't turn it over, it's all something to eat. ”

Looking at Su Xi's appearance, Su Hang was really a little crying and laughing, this little girl was afraid that she didn't come back to see herself, but wanted to see what gifts she had brought her, right?

"Isn't it?"

Su Xi flipped through it in disbelief, there were indeed some things to eat in the bag, as well as two bottles of wine bought for my father, and a mobile phone for my mother, but there was nothing she liked, and she immediately pouted, "Brother, you are biased, you buy things for your parents, and you don't buy them for me." ”