In the center of the vault, there is a long table with some antique calligraphy and paintings, and several small wooden boxes in the shape of a long strip. The material of the wooden box is quite exquisite, it seems to be made of some kind of precious wood, the surface is smooth, glowing with cold light, there is a kind of metallic texture, and it is filled with a strange fragrance.

The lid of one of the wooden boxes was opened, and two pieces of turquoise silk threads lay quietly inside, the turquoise threads were the size of a fist, full of green, restrained light, and slightly deep, as if two pieces of Zhengyang's thick green jade, crystal clear and deep like the sea, instantly attracted the attention of Shachen.

"Tingting, where did this thing come from?" Shachen called Ren Tingting to his side and asked in a hurried tone.

Ren Tingting looked at the eyeliner ball, frowned and said, "It seems that my father came to the provincial capital to see me four years ago and bought it from a businessman, and I don't know what it is for." Brother Shachen, don't look at this silk thread is extremely thin, but it is extremely tough, Dad didn't cut it with a knife, and cut off the knife, Dad thought it was a treasure, so he put it in the vault and stored it. ”

Sha Chen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the ball of thread, pulling the thread and pulling it apart for a short while. In the dim candlelight, this thin green line seems to be transparent, very slender, almost like lotus silk. He struggled slightly, and such a slender silk thread was not broken, and the toughness was terrifying.

"Brother Shachen, be careful, the silk thread is very sharp." Ren Tingting reminded worriedly.

"It's fine."

The sand dust pulled the silk thread and cut it to the corner of the table, only to hear the soft sound of 'poof', the corner of the hardwood table was cut off like cutting tofu, and the 'dong' fell to the ground, "Green as jade, thin as a gossamer, tough as steel, the sword is hard to break, cut gold and jade, is this ......?"

"Wood Spirit!"

"Brother Shachen, what is Mu Lingsi?" Hearing Shachen's self-talk, Ren Tingting asked curiously.

Shachen returned to his senses, and his eyes were blazing and explained: "Wood Spirit Silk is an extremely rare wood attribute natural treasure, which is formed by the baptism and division of the thousand-year-old tree heart over the years, and is the essence of a thousand-year-old tree. In order to form a wood spirit silk in the heart of a thousand-year-old tree, it is quite rare to borrow the right time and place, natural creation, and chance. ”

"A thousand-year-old tree, it has to be formed by chance, doesn't it mean that the wood spirit silk is very precious?"

Shachen shook his head and said with a smile: "Similar to the wood spirit silk, this kind of heaven and earth treasure is a product of natural creation, the formation conditions are harsh, the probability of appearance is extremely low, and it is naturally extremely precious, but the value of wood spirit silk varies from person to person." For ordinary people, it is a silk thread comparable to iron wire, barely a treasure, but for cultivators, it is the supreme divine material for refining magic weapons, a priceless treasure. ”

"In this way, Brother Shachen, you are a cultivator, and the wood spirit silk will definitely be useful to you, oh, here you go." Ren Tingting held the wooden box and handed it to Shachen with a smile, Shachen was stunned for a moment, and said funny: "Silly girl, do you know how valuable Mu Lingsi is, just give it away?" ”

"Nothing is as important as Brother Shachen."

Looking at Ren Tingting's serious little face, Shachen was moved in his heart, his lips moved, after all, he didn't say anything, nor did he refuse Ren Tingting's kindness, waved his hand to put Mu Lingsi into the Qiankun bag, and secretly swore in his heart that in this life, he would never live up to Ren Tingting's affection.

"Tingting, thank you."

Ren Tingting said with a smile: "Brother Shachen, don't say thank you to me in the future, you are my dependent, my relatives, and the family doesn't speak two words." ”

"Tsk, Tingting, we haven't gotten married yet." Shachen looked at her with a smile.

Hearing this, Ren Tingting reacted suddenly, the love words just now were really a little explicit, for a while, her little face was like fire, the red glow was dense, glamorous and attractive, she stomped her feet angrily, covered her face and rushed out of the vault, Shachen happily followed behind, closed the vault organ casually, and returned to Shafu with Ren Tingting.

The injury was not good, and after walking around repeatedly, Shachen also felt a little tired, coaxed Ren Tingting to sleep, and then returned to his room, lying quietly on the bed and closing his eyes to recuperate. After a while, he opened his eyes, turned his palm, and Mu Lingsi appeared in his hand again, looking carefully, the more he looked at it, the more his eyes became brighter, faintly revealing a trace of heat.

He didn't lie to Ren Tingting, Mu Lingsi is indeed a priceless treasure for cultivators, it can refine magic weapons, but the biggest role is to cultivate the 'Wind Resisting Flying Technique' in the twenty-four methods of Maoshan Mountain.

Wind Resisting Flying Technique, the only flying path technique in Maoshan Technique! Flying carpets are made of wood spirit silk, and special wind protection is entered, which can fly in the sky.

In the world of zombie Dao Chang, cultivators in the realm of qi cultivation cannot fly, Mao Xiaofang is a great master at the peak of qi training, and he is very close to the out-of-body realm when he cultivates to the late stage of qi training, but he can't ride the wind and sword like the cultivators in myths and legends.

Only by cultivating to the out-of-body realm, or condensing the golden pill, can you rely on the power of your own body to break away from the gravitational pull of the earth and fly in the sky. If a Qi cultivator wants to fly, he must practice some special flying dao techniques, such as the 'Wind Resisting Flying Technique', which is specially cultivated for qi cultivators.

However, today, it is already the era of the end of the law, and the treasures of heaven and earth are so scarce, such as the treasure of heaven and earth, such as wood spirit silk, which is rare in thousands of years. Not to mention thousand-year-old trees, even century-old trees will become fewer and fewer with the development of the times, and eventually become extinct.

Without a thousand-year-old tree, it is impossible to get the wood spirit silk, without the wood spirit silk, the 'wind control flight technique' can not be cultivated, so in the past hundred years, no one can achieve the air flight in the realm of qi training, Mao Xiaofang is the descendant of the Maoshan Tiandao faction with strong roots, and there are several rare magic weapons in others, but hey, where to go is not to walk with your feet, you have the ability to fly and let me see?

Now that he has obtained the wood spirit silk, Shachen naturally wants to practice the 'Wind Resisting Flying Technique', as soon as he thinks that he can fly in the sky like a bird, Sha Chen's heart is full of irrepressible excitement, he can't sleep, he looks left and right with the wood spirit silk, and he likes it very much.

"To practice the Wind Resisting Flying Technique, you must first use the Wood Spirit Silk to refine the flying carpet, with my current cultivation and refining level, it is impossible to succeed, I still have to ask the master for help." Shachen thought secretly, put away Mu Lingsi, and walked out of the room to find Mao Xiaofang in his coat.

It's dark and the moon is full.

Mao Xiaofang has not rested yet, he took the green jade rune pen while reading the book and studied it carefully, the sacrificial refining ban is not a simple matter, it requires extremely rich experience in refining, now that the material and earth treasures are scarce today, how can there be a chance to practice the sacrificial refining ban for him, once the sacrificial refining ban is wrong, it is likely to destroy the green jade talisman pen, so he has to be cautious.

"Master!"

"Ah Chen, come in, the door is not closed."

Shachen pushed open the door and walked into the house, and saw that Mao Xiaofang was still studying the green jade rune pen, so he asked with a smile, "Master, do you have a clue?" ”

"Well, eight or nine are not far from ten, I have refined a lot of spiritual weapons over the years, and I have also tried to refine the prohibition in the spiritual weapons, and I have barely accumulated some experience, but this green jade rune pen is a semi-finished magic weapon, which is more precious than a high-grade spirit weapon, and I dare not slack off as a teacher, if I destroy the rune pen, it will be a pity."

After speaking, Mao Xiaofang looked at Shachen, "It's not good to rest so late, what are you doing here?" ”

"Master, go to Ren's vault with Tingting today to find some good things, I'm a little unsure, come and ask Master to help palm your eyes." Shachen said mysteriously.

"Bring it."

Hearing this, a trace of cunning flashed in Shachen's eyes, took out the wood spirit silk, and put it on the table in front of Mao Xiaofang, Mao Xiaofang glanced at the wood spirit silk, his eyes shrank, and he stood up suddenly, because the action was too intense, the teacup on the table overturned, and the tea soaked his clothes, but Mao Xiaofang didn't care, his hands trembled and picked up the wood spirit silk, and exclaimed: "Mu Ling silk, it turned out to be wood spirit silk!" ”