As an ancient city with a history of thousands of years, more than a dozen long-lived and short-lived dynasties have established their capitals here.

Yanjing, the largest ancient capital in China, is still the capital of the Republic of China.

It has a vast history of magnificence, a few sad songs and some ups and downs.

The outer moat around the periphery of Yanjing has also witnessed the historical changes of this brilliant ancient capital for thousands of years.

Since the main vein of the Fu family entered and took root in Yanjing a hundred years ago, the Fu family manor has been close to this ancient moat and built along the river.

Although it has been renovated several times, the address of the estate has not changed.

Fu Honglei put on a thick mink coat and led Zhao Junyu into the third basement floor of the manor, which was a large wine cellar.

What secrets can a secular family have? Zhao Junyu was a little unimpressed.

At his level, he can no longer look down on the treasures of the world, and gold, silver, jewelry, diamonds, etc. are no longer in the eyes of the law.

In the world, unless there are more than 100 years of old medicine, or some ancient jade with special aura, it can still be slightly eye-catching.

Moreover, the Fu family manor had just been shrouded in his divine sense, and he hadn't found anything special.

As soon as he entered the wine cellar, Zhao Junyu's senses moved.

A vague aura entered his senses.

Is there really any treasure?

This...... Zhao Junyu was slightly stunned, you must know that his divine sense is comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage, extremely powerful, if it is expanded, nothing within a radius of more than two hundred miles can escape his divine sense.

But Zhao Junyu didn't find anything abnormal just now, there are only two possibilities, one is that there are monks who are much more powerful than Zhao Junyu, covering Zhao Junyu's divine sense, and the other possibility is that there is a treasure, and this treasure level has reached the level of a spiritual treasure, which can evade Zhao Junyu's divine sense.

It's just that now that it's closer, some aura floats out and is noticed by Zhao Junyu.

Fu Honglei came to the third row of wine racks, twisted in a secret compartment in the corner, and suddenly a secret door slowly opened on the granite wall on the side for only one person to bend down to enter.

"Master Zhao, please. Fu Honglei didn't dare to slack off, and led Zhao Junyu into the secret door.

A cold aura came to his face, and Fu Honglei shivered.

And Zhao Junyu is Huo Ran was frightened, this kind of yin cold is not a big problem for mortals, but for monks, it is a great threat, Zhao Junyu's surging true qi and true yuan, almost frozen, hurriedly used to fight, he is the Jiuyang Holy Body, and the yin and cold have been eliminated between the true qi rotations.

The long secret passage has a good view all the way, and a piece of jewels gradually appears in front of it.

A boxy dark room came into view.

"We are now in the center of the outer moat riverbed. ”

"The treasure chest contains the treasures that our Fu family has collected for a hundred years. ”

"Presumably Master Zhao will be interested. ”

Fu Honglei pointed to the rows of treasure chests in the dark room in front of him and said.

When I opened the treasure chest, I saw a lot of antiques, many of which were old objects from the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, and Zhao Junyu skipped it directly.

Two or three of them could be regarded as magic weapons, barely getting into his eyes.

There are also more than a dozen pieces of old jade in excellent condition, because it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth for a long time, and it is also a good thing to give birth to aura.

These old jades containing aura, when Zhao Junyu was destroying the Bamboo Sword Gate, he also found some in the sect's warehouse.

But what surprised Zhao Junyu the most was that there were a total of seven or eight huge rough stones pressed under several treasure chests, exuding a faint aura, causing him to suddenly become short of breath.

This is the original mine of spirit stone! And seven or eight pieces at once.

Where did this Fu family find so many spirit stone raw ores? And the level is not low, one or two of them have reached the level of medium grade.

Zhao Junyu roughly estimated that there were seven or eight pieces of spirit stone ore here, and about 100 low-grade spirit stones and about 20 medium-grade spirit stones could be separated.

It may not be anything in the cultivation realm, but among the monks on the earth, it can be regarded as a lot of money.

Okay, Zhao Junyu was overjoyed, and put a few magic weapons, as well as all the spirit stone ores, and other jade with spiritual energy into the space ring.

The treasures of the century-old Fu family are really extraordinary.

However, this does not seem to be a reason for Steward Wan to stay here for twenty years.

Although these magic weapons, the spirit stone raw ore are very valuable, but for a former Yuan Infancy-level martial cultivator, it is not something that is difficult to give up, and besides, he can take it away.

"Steward Wan has to come here every night to practice, and he stays for several hours. ”

Fu Honglei sneezed and said.

"You go up first, and I'll see for myself. Zhao Junyu frowned.

Fu Honglei was pardoned and hurriedly went up.

From the moment he entered the dark room, Zhao Junyu felt that there was a yin water essence here, which went straight down to the dantian.

The underground riverbed here, for mortals, just feels cold, and it is not a big deal.

For monks, this kind of cold is directed at the source, freezing the true qi, extremely powerful, and the monks with low cultivation are afraid that they will not be able to last a few breaths at all.

The secret injury suffered by the Wan Steward was injured by the powerful monk with the power of fire, and it had already injured the origin.

It turned out that he was here to suppress his injuries with the cold air of the riverbed.

Haha, Zhao Junyu laughed loudly.

I'd like to see what kind of water-based treasure it is, and it has such power.

With a bang, Zhao Junyu punched hard into the ground of the dark room.

With a bang, the ground suddenly collapsed, and the cold air was even worse.

Hit again! Punch in a row.

The ground finally collapsed into a big hole, and the ground shook!

The stone walls around the dark room began to seep a trickle.

The dark chamber here will soon be flooded by the moat.

Zhao Junyu jumped into the big hole, and suddenly all doubts cleared.

There is a spring at the bottom of the cave.

But the strange thing is that there are no water droplets oozing out of the spring, but the strong cold aura exudes out of thin air.

This is...... , with Zhao Junyu's ability, he can't tell what this spring is for the time being.

But he could faintly feel the extraordinaryness of this spring, and a voice in his heart kept calling, take it, take it!

But how do you collect it? Can you collect it?

At this moment, Xuanhuang Ding, who had not moved for a long time in the sea of knowledge, slowly turned again.

It seemed to be full of joy.

Zhao Junyu was stunned, the last time Xuanhuang Ding woke up, it was because of that dragon egg.

Could it be ......

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and Xuanhuang Ding turned faster and faster.

It conveys a strong sense of longing, more and more eager.

Nima, you won't ...... again

As soon as Zhao Junyu's thoughts arose, he only felt that in an instant, the sea of consciousness trembled violently.

A white light flashed in my mind, and my consciousness went blank for a moment!

By the time he reacted, the rotation of the Xuanhuang Ding in the sea of knowledge had gradually eased, with a hint of satisfaction.

As expected, this mysterious spring was once again included in the Xuanhuang Ding, floating quietly at the bottom of the Ding, adjacent to the dragon egg.

Nima, you dare to accept anything, the greatest treasure of creation?

Zhao Junyu scolded.

This spring won't suddenly spew out some strange spring water one day, and burst Lao Tzu's sea of knowledge, right?

(Po Sing Shek Academy)