When Wei Ming saw the delicate sword, he couldn't help but tremble in the depths of his heart, and felt that his whole mind was blank.

"This is definitely not ordinary!" Wei Ming calmed down, exclaimed in his heart, and then stretched out the Qi Condensation Staff, trying to see more clearly through the light.

The light of the Qi Condensing Staff hit the long sword, and the blade of the long sword immediately reflected a dazzling cold light.

"Judging by the appearance of this sword, it must have been here for at least a long time. Wei Ming made such a guess when he saw the sword body sinking deep into the ground, as if it was growing with the stomach wall of the ground.

"The sword has been in the stomach for a long time, but it will not rust, it must be a treasure. He crept over and reached out to take the sword out of the groove in the ground, but as soon as his hand touched the blade, he was violently struck and his body shook involuntarily.

Weiming retracted his hand, looked at the sword, and exhaled a long breath.

"It's a treasure, but it's a pity that the famous sword knows the master, and I shouldn't have anything to do with it. Wei Ming looked at his electrocuted fingers, which were already black spots, as if they were burnt, and he did not dare to reach for the sword again.

Although Weiming was very reluctant in his heart, he still left without stopping, along the stomach wall, and went deeper.

"It seems that there should be a lot of treasures here, but they are all lost to me. Although Weiming felt that the sword was very fond of it, for him now, it was more important to find a way out and leave here.

He slowly and slowly held his stomach wall forward, and the gastric juice under his feet accumulated even deeper.

"This gastric juice always feels weird, and it's going to drown me. Weiming looked down at the water under his feet, the river of gastric juice had risen to the position of his ankle, which made him uneasy.

"If the gastric juice continues to rise, at this rate, it is estimated that it will flood my neck in about an hour, and at that time, with my true qi volume, it will definitely not be able to withstand the erosion of gastric juice. Weiming touched the stomach wall he was holding, the stomach wall was sticky, he wiped a handful of viscous liquid and looked at it carefully.

"This gastric juice is almost not corrosive, but when it enters the mouth, nose, and inside the body, it can still make it ulcerate. Weiming was very worried, and from time to time the image of himself being submerged and gastric juice pouring into his mouth flashed in his heart.

"We can only keep moving forward and find a way out as soon as possible. Weiming had no choice but to endure the pain in his shoulders and calves, speed up his pace, and explore forward.

After walking for a while, about dozens of steps, Weiming was lifting his feet and stepping down, but he seemed to have stepped on a broken bone and was tripped heavily. He was lucky, barely supporting his body, not letting himself fall, supporting his body with the help of a condensing staff, and then standing firm. He looked down and saw what had tripped him.

"What kind of bones, weapons, or something like that?" said Wei Ming, judging by the hardness of the thing he had just stepped on.

"What is this?" To his surprise, it was not a bone or a weapon, but Weiming saw a small black bottle, and he reached out and picked it up.

"It's so heavy, there's something in it. Weiming weighed the weight, and couldn't help but be surprised, this small medicine bottle-like bottle actually weighed dozens of pounds, and he was extremely surprised.

He moved his staff over the vial and began to look at the black vial.

The black vial was only two inches tall and had a black body without a hint of discoloration. There is a small black cap on the mouth of the bottle, which is simply integrated with the bottle body, and it looks like it grows on it, and Weiming lightly clicked the cap with his finger. He wanted to test the tightness of the cap and the bottle, but he was afraid that if he opened the cap, something bad would come out.

"Ding!" he tapped the bottle cap with his fingers, and the bottle cap made a crisp sound like a wind chime, which was beautiful and beautiful, making him feel like he was in the grassland forest, with the spring water in front of him, and the warblers singing and dancing. The whole soul of the person is taken out and intoxicated with it, forgetting all sorrows.

But after a short immersion, he came back to his senses and saw his situation, surrounded by dark black areas, rapidly rising water under his feet, and hard black stomach walls on all sides. All of this was telling him that everything just now was a magical, weird, and confusing illusion.

"This bottle has this power! Wei Ming thought that he was stunned just now, and his soul flew out of the sky, and he saw waterfalls, flowers, and meadows, and then he was intoxicated and lingered. I can't help but be a little afraid.

"Fortunately, the sound just now disappeared just a moment, and if I had continued to make this bewildering rhythm, I am afraid that I would still be enjoying the colorful scenery. Weiming looked at the black bottle, feeling extremely awe-inspiring in his heart.

He put the black vial directly into his qi sea, and there was still some space in the qi sea, enough to fit a two-inch-tall bottle, but not a large piece like a condensing staff.

"The sea of qi is still too small, and I must continue to cultivate and expand the sea of qi to the point where I can store everything I have. Weiming strengthened his belief in becoming stronger, he wanted to become stronger so much, he couldn't even protect anything, that feeling of powerlessness, in just a few days, he had experienced it too many times. The first voice was killed by the golden thunder, and then the green-haired girl was in distress, and her own condensation staff and her own life were in the hands of others, and she was almost taken away by the rock dog. These things are whipping him and telling him that the weak have no rights.

Wei Ming put away the black vial, and continued to walk forward, this time he slowed down, and the black vial he had just picked up made his greed swell, and he wanted to continue the search to see if he could pick up more treasures.

People are always insatiable, once the door of desire is opened, at first they are just greedy for a penny, then they are a hundred or ten thousand, and in the end they become a huge greed.

Weiming really wants to become stronger, and a desire in his heart is about to move, slowly controlling him to do something stupid.

"Here's another one!" Wei Ming pointed the gas condensation staff to his side, so as to illuminate the various items in the river water on the side, and his attention was completely attracted to it, and he held on to the stomach wall while searching the right side, no longer looking ahead.

The unknown staggered to the right, gastric juice accumulating in the pool, and a red ribbon caught his attention.

"The ribbon can not rot in it, and the bones and iron tools are corroded by black gas. Weiming looked at the black gas poisonous miasma around him that was dispersed by the condensing rod, and sighed.

He stooped down and picked up the ribbon to find out.

The ribbon looks like an ordinary fabric, with no luster and is not smooth when rubbed by hand. Weiming was even more curious about what the mystery of this ribbon was.

He was lucky, and injected his true qi into the ribbon, wanting to see how the ribbon reacted. But after the ribbon was infused with true qi, it was still plain, without any change, and the unnamed who had just been pleasantly surprised was inevitably a little lost.

All his attention was attracted by the treasures in the river of gastric juice, and the light of the condensing staff was also facing the river, completely unaware that the gastric juice under his feet had risen by another inch, and the rising speed was still accelerating.