As soon as he entered the concealment formation, Mu Ping came to a room of about twenty square meters, and the walls around the room were pasted with golden wallpaper, which set off the whole room in golden.

It is a study-like room, with a desk near the right-hand wall and a boss's chair behind it. On the table were two dark green jade slips half a foot long and half an inch wide.

There are four large wooden boxes on the side of the wall, each of which is one meter seven high and boxy. Other than that, there is nothing else.

Mu Ping reached out and grabbed a jade slip and pasted it on his forehead, and a message came into his mind, it was the map of the ancient tomb of Fenshan, and he casually threw it into his ring. This thing must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise Li Xuan's body is likely to be found. Another piece of jade is engraved with an exercise.

"What the hell? Faith?"

He didn't know what kind of power faith was, it must be a good thing to be so valued by the Zerg, and he continued to comprehend. Fortunately, the text engraved on the jade slip was the Xiuzhen text of the Xuan Demon Continent, and he could understand it as well.

Sure enough, as he expected, the black armor and the moth worm are both from the Xuan Demon Continent, I'm afraid they are the remnants of the Zerg who invaded the Xuan Demon Continent, right?

"The world is big, the soup is vast, the way to cultivate the truth, there are thousands of ways...... Cultivating the truth in the last days, adopting thousands of beliefs, and casting the grand plan of our generation......"

"Collect thousands of beliefs and forge the grand plan of our generation?" Isn't this the power of faith? In the Xuan Demon Continent, he knew that there was a group of people who cultivated their mental power, which was similar to their trust, and they did not need to rely on the vitality of heaven and earth, but simply relied on collecting the power of faith of believers to achieve the supreme path.

In fact, this kind of exercise is still passed down by Buddhists, and later in the hands of some demon cultivators, it changed its flavor and became a crooked practice of evil demons. But there is one thing, this kind of mental power is not affected by the coercion of heaven and earth, but it is also not tolerated by the avenue of heaven and earth.

Between chewing and meditating, suddenly, he felt a trace of transparent things surging from all directions, and those things immediately formed a whirlpool and sank into his dantian.

"What is this? It's not good! Could it be the imprint of the general god under the Zerg?" he hurriedly looked inside, but found that on the sapling in his dantian, the thirteenth leaf on the top had an extra milky white aura, although the aura was very faint, but he could vaguely see a prototype. Mu Ping was surprised for a while, but one thing he was sure of was that the aura was by no means a spiritual imprint.

"Is this faith?" He suddenly remembered that he had treated 117 villagers in Lijiawan, including Li Miao, and also treated six elderly people in Qihetang, and this morning, he had relieved more than 120 neighbors of the neighborhood from their pain.

"Hehe!" he snickered in his heart, he was afraid that Hei Jia hadn't studied how to collect trust until he died, but he was inadvertently introduced. Of course, he could see that the jade slip in Heijia's collection was a copy, and he didn't know where the original was, and he might have handed it over to that No. 1.

"It's really unintentional!"

If you use it well, maybe this trust can become a means of saving your life.

Thinking of the mysterious No. 1 in Hei Jia's mouth, Mu Ping increased his search efforts, since they are often in contact, there must be a contact channel, he doesn't think that the connection between Hei Jia and No. 1 will be completed through an ordinary mobile phone, and he will definitely use Xiuzhen means, but he searched the entire room, but he didn't find anything like a communication bead.

The four wooden boxes were opened by him one by one, and they were all worldly things. There are antiques, calligraphy and paintings, guns and explosives, and more red tickets. No, a palm-sized three-legged two-eared stove placed at the bottom of a box still caught his attention, and his spiritual power didn't enter, so he didn't react at all, he reached out and took it out, "This is actually a medicine refining furnace?

He knew that there were three kinds of treasures in the cultivation realm, real weapons, immortal weapons, and artifacts. Each is divided into nine grades, and the Xuan Demon Continent where he was originally located belongs to the low-level cultivation plane, and a single immortal weapon is enough to become the treasure of the Zhenzong, and the artifact has never been heard of at all. The most, it is a real weapon, his original flying sword is a nine-grade true weapon, otherwise, he would not have brought a wisp of his Yuan Soul to penetrate the plane to this mortal planet, a real weapon is still so powerful, let alone an immortal weapon and an artifact.

"Is this the rhythm of someone giving pillows when you want to sleep?"

He didn't hesitate to put the medicine furnace into his ring, he didn't know if the antiques here were dug up from the ancient tomb of Fenshan by black armor, and it was estimated that they were not far from ten. But these were not what he was thinking about now, because he had already set his eyes on the red ticket in the big wooden box. That money must be tens of millions, if not to say the least.

Heijia must have something like a bank card, in fact, he found three in a drawer on the boss's desk, but he didn't want to take it, it was easy to expose his identity, so that the No. 1 Shun Teng found the clues. Looking for himself, he is not afraid, but what about his mother Zhang Yan and other relatives who just recognized?

He didn't want to take the risk.

He walked around, and did not find any monitoring formations and monitoring facilities, as soon as his mental power moved, the meat on the corpse of the moth in the ring was squeezed out of the hard shell by him, and the hard shell shattered in response, turned into powder, and was burned by him, and the ring suddenly became spacious. The box of about tens of millions of red tickets was even loaded into the box by him.

If Long Zhenhua knew that the moth beetle shell they regarded as treasures had been destroyed by Mu Ping like garbage, I wonder if he would gush out a mouthful of old blood?

The value of a first-level peak demon beast carapace is far from being comparable to tens of millions of yuan?

But Mu Ping can't take care of so much at the moment, a carapace of black armor is enough, and a low-level moth, that's it, how can there be a box of money.

Who made him poor now?

As for whether there is more money in Heijia's bank card than this box, it is not within his consideration.

After doing all this, he picked out a sharp dagger and put it into his ring, and then he clapped his hands with satisfaction, waved his hand to break the hidden formation, and walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Li Chengru had been staring at it for a long time, and he was also very surprised when he saw that Mu Ping was gone, but considering Mu Ping's special ability, Li Chengru had long been surprised, even if Mu Ping took something, it was within the scope of his duties, even if he returned him a favor, now seeing Mu Ping with his empty hands and revealing his figure, he couldn't help but secretly admire. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen special combat team members rushed in, and soon, everything in the room was carried out by them, filling the square hall of the entire villa.