Chapter 448: Treasure Hunting

"Cool Palace?"

Fang Yang asked casually.

Zhao Yingning raised her little head proudly, and said with great ambition: "That's right, the Cool Palace." ”

Zhao Yingning thought that Fang Yang was shocked that she had obtained such a powerful inheritance, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It's just that this cool palace Fang Yang is also the first time to hear it, and he is just a little curious, looking at the mysterious clay pots piled up on the ground, as well as the strange and mysterious textures, it will not be a simple inheritance, otherwise, Zhao Yingning would not be proud of this.

This cool color hall is a Taoist inheritance tens of thousands of years ago, and it was famous in that era, but no matter how powerful the sect is, it can't withstand the cleaning of the long river of time, and in the long years, the cool color hall gradually fell into decay, and the dojo became a ruin, annihilated in the star field.

It's also a coincidence, because of the appearance of the Heavenly Desolate Tower, the powerful main plane dimensional squeezed out, and forcibly squeezed the Cool Hall from the extraterritorial star, forming the heritage of the relics in the Heavenly Desolate Tower.

In fact, in the Heavenly Desolate Tower, many relics inheritance or ruin forbidden land are all in the space squeezed by the powerful high-level plane, forced to overlap into the same plane, to use a more accurate word, it should be the dove occupies the magpie's nest, which has formed many inheritances.

And this cool temple is one of them.

Fang Yang looked at the mysterious clay pots piled up all over the ground, as if he had seen the peak of the incense in the cool palace tens of thousands of years ago, a treasure of Taoist inheritance, which could be passed down to this day, I have to say, it is indeed hard to believe.

Even if it is as powerful as the overlord force in the star field, the black gold gladiatorial arena, no one dares to say that there are still traces of it after tens of thousands of years, the years are ruthless, and so are people.

Fang Yang looked at it for a long time and found that the veined totems on these clay pots were a mysterious formation, and for a while, the obscure and complicated characters aroused Fang Yang's curiosity, and he couldn't help but be immersed in them, and looked at them with fascination.

Fang Yang was born with a Dao body, and he had a natural obsession with all kinds of formation magic runes, or a unique sense of closeness, in Fang Yang's eyes, these vein totems were like living creatures, with infinite mysteries, immersed in them, and enjoying themselves.

Zhao Fushou was very surprised when he saw this scene, the young man in front of him seemed to have a stronger understanding of these complicated morals than he imagined.

"How's it going, do you see what's coming?"

Zhao Yingning asked a little anxiously.

She has already delayed too much time on these crockpots, and she is still thinking about entering the higher levels of the Tianhuang Tower, and going to compete with the Tianjiao from all walks of life in Jiuhua Continent, how can she let these petty profits entangle her hands and feet, but if she wants to give up these or forcibly open them all, Zhao Yingning is really reluctant.

Fang Yang finally saw some clues, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The veins on these clay pots seem to be a kind of formation, once they are forcibly destroyed by external forces, the treasures inside will be forcibly damaged. ”

Fang Yang's words shocked Zhao Yingning's heart, they had forcibly broken many crockpots and ruined a lot of treasures before, she didn't tell Fang Yang, she didn't expect Fang Yang to see the clues in it not long after.

Even Zhao Fushou couldn't help but glance at Fang Yang more, and felt more and more that this young man was not simple, he acted calmly, thoughtfully, and spoke without leaking, neither exaggerating nor pretending.

In this young man's body, Zhao Fushou seemed to see the shadow of Zhao Xuan's punishment.

Zhao Yingning was a little unconvinced, and replied: "We all knew these before, so we don't need to say it." ”

As he spoke, he felt that he was talking too much, and specially added, "I want to see if you can see the treasures in this crockpot and how to take them out." ”

Fang Yang glanced at Zhao Yingning seriously, and stopped talking.

He really wanted to see what Zhao Yingning's head was filled with, so that he could see the treasures in this crockpot, he had pupil skills, but it didn't mean that he had clairvoyance, what did he think?

To be able to see through objects or penetrate various forbidden barriers, to what extent do you have to cultivate your eyes?

Fang Yang couldn't imagine it, but he knew that he was still far from that realm.

Fang Yang thought for a long time, and had to reply, "It's useless to see it, the most important thing is the mysterious symbol on the crockpot, this is an ancient formation, only by cracking this formation and opening the crockpot will the treasures in it not be damaged, otherwise, even if you understand this symbol, it's useless to see what is in the crockpot, and you can't take it out." ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Yingning felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she didn't know what to do, did she spend so much time and energy in the end?

Zhao Fushou's eyes also darkened, thinking that it was a pity, but he was not proficient in the formation pattern, and it was tantamount to a fantasy for him to decipher these mysterious symbols.

Moreover, these clay pots have existed in the space of the cool palace for so many years, and they will instantly collapse and turn into fine yellow sand and dust when they are taken out.

"Fortunately, these textured characters are not too obscure, I know some of them, and I can guess the general meaning by reasoning back and forth. ”

Fang Yang paused and said again.

Zhao Yingning's eyes couldn't help but light up after hearing this, she didn't expect Fang Yang to have a way, she thought that Fang Yang was just a strong pupil technique, so she invited him to come and see the mystery of these crockpots, listening to Fang Yang's tone, it seemed that he was also quite confident in his rune attainments.

"So, you have a solution?"

Zhao Yingning asked tentatively.

Fang Yang nodded thoughtfully, "I'll try it." ”

Then, Zhao Yingning glanced at Zhao Fushou, who also bowed slightly, anyway, this is the case now, it is regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Fang Yang picked up a crockpot from the gravel, and when he just picked it up, his body sank suddenly, and he almost fell without holding it steadily.

Fang Yang was startled, he didn't expect the crockpot, which didn't look big, to be so heavy, he almost didn't pick it up when he was caught off guard.

You must know that even if he doesn't release his divine energy, he has a huge force of 100,000 catties with a shake of his arms, but now it is difficult to pick up a crockpot smaller than a grinding plate.

Zhao Yingning and Zhao Fushou were even more shocked, but they didn't expect Fang Yang to directly hug the crockpot, especially Zhao Fushou, whose eyes were about to pop out.

The crockpot is filled with too much divine essence, and it is engraved with mysterious character patterns, all kinds of substances are squeezed on such a small thing, the density is extremely high, this crockpot weighs more than 100,000 catties, Fang Yang was stunned and hugged it, it was incredible.

Even if he Zhao Fushou didn't seal his own strength, if he didn't use his magical powers and rely on his pure physical power, it would be enough to pick up this crockpot.

Zhao Yingning's beautiful eyes swelled with deep surprise, this strength, even compared to her brother Zhao's punishment, is not much better, unconsciously, Zhao Yingning became more and more curious about the young man in front of her.

Fang Yang picked up the crockpot and put it in front of him, staring intently at the character patterns on the crockpot, not noticing the change in the expressions of the two at all.

After a moment, Fang Yang pointed at him like a knife, and his fingertips were surrounded by a clear glow.

Immediately after, a dazzling few knives slashed at the runes outside the crockpot.

"Bang ......"

There was a dull sound, followed by a crackling sound, crisp and piercing.