Chapter 45: The Longbow

Pushing open the somewhat heavy door, Ling Xian approached the treasure room hidden in the depths, and as soon as he entered, he was shocked by the dazzling array of items in front of him. Rare treasures were neatly placed on the shelves, flashing with a strong or weak light, and Ling Xian didn't need to use his spiritual power to feel the fluctuations coming from these things.

"It's too ......"

Ling Xian didn't know how to describe it, although he knew that the treasure that could make Red Silk mention special must be extraordinary, but the scene in front of him was still a little unexpected for him.

"The collection is quite rich. ”

The dream tapir also appeared beside Ling Xian, and said with some surprise.

Ling Xian couldn't wait to check it out, but after casually looking at a few things, he was a little disappointed.

The stuff here is too low-grade.

Most of the things that Lao Yang collects are spirit cores and medicinal materials, after all, this place is so close to the barren forest, and it is these things that are traded with mercenaries the most, and most of them are only the spirit cores of first-level demon beasts, and there are only a few spirit cores of second-level demon beasts, and the price marked on them is not low.

However, think about it, Lao Yang is just a mercenary, and it is not easy to collect these things, after all, not everyone is as rich as a formation master.

Although he was a little disappointed, Lao Yang's collection here was indeed rich, so Ling Xian also patiently looked at them one by one.

"Qingfeng is right, this old Yang's eyesight is indeed outstanding. ”

After looking at it for a long time, Ling Xian was even more disappointed, this old Yang saw every item very accurately, the price marked on it was almost the same as the price of the item itself, and he couldn't find any chance to pick it up.

Ling Xian also felt a little helpless, the old fox was an old fox after all, and it was indeed not an easy task to take advantage of him.

Just when Ling Xian was about to give up, the dream tapir on the side suddenly said loudly: "Look at that thing." ”

Ling Xian looked in the direction that the dream tapir's nose was pointing, saw a longbow, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have already seen it just now, and the quality is not very good." ”

Knowing that the dream tapir's eyes were much more vicious than his own, Ling Xian walked over and took it in his hand again to observe it carefully, even though he said this.

This longbow is the same as the longbow in Ling Xian's storage ring, it is a low-grade spiritual weapon. The material of the longbow is an unknown tree, so it doesn't feel rough to the touch, and it feels very comfortable to hold. The bowstring seems to be made from the same kind of tree, and it is unknown whether it is made of bark or roots, and it is unusually tough. Although the material of the longbow was unknown for some reason, it was good in Ling Xian's senses, but the formation engraved on it was too ordinary.

The longbow is engraved with a first-level formation, which can make the arrow shoot a few points faster, according to the introduction left by Lao Yang next to him, this bonus is about ten percent.

On the whole, this longbow can only be regarded as good, but I can't say how good it is, but I don't know what the dream tapir has taken a crush on it.

Ling Xian looked at it over and over again for a long time, and he could see that there was something different from before, whether it was the input of spiritual power or spiritual power, there was no abnormal reaction.

Dream Tapir watched Ling Xian try over there for a long time but couldn't do it, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

No longer continuing to tease Ling Xian, a silver light flashed in the Dream Tapir's eyes, and the long nose instantly touched the center of the longbow, and a huge amount of spiritual power gushed out, continuously squeezing into the longbow.

Runes appeared on the surface of the longbow, flickering with strange light, light and dark. However, this longbow is not like a normal spiritual weapon, and the symbols are not inscribed on it, but seem to emerge from the depths of the longbow.

As time passed, the runes on the longbow became more and more shining, like stars in the dark, covering the entire night sky. The color of the longbow was originally a dull dark brown, but now it has become much lighter, and it seems to shimmer faintly with a jade luster.

"I don't know if this Yun Ming can find anything good from my collection. ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of foot chatter and laughter in the corridor outside, and the sound was getting louder and louder, apparently heading towards this place.

Ling Xian's heart instantly lifted, but he didn't expect that Lao Yang and Hongxuan would come back at this juncture.

Naturally, the Dream Tapir also discovered these uninvited guests, but it was also in an awkward situation now, and it had reached the most critical moment in front of it, and if it stopped, it would not only fall short, but also completely destroy the longbow.

After hesitating for a moment, the dream tapir was ruthless, regardless of it, but it only strengthened the input of spiritual power.

The longbow in Ling Xian's hand slowly floated in the air, and the light became even more intense, illuminating the originally somewhat gloomy room as if it were day.

"I don't know, but your collection is so rich, Yun Ming can always find something he likes. On the other side, the voices of Lao Yang and the others were also getting louder and louder, and Ling Xian even felt as if he heard the sound of their footsteps stepping on the ground, and his heart became more and more nervous.

Hurry, hurry!

Ling Xian didn't dare to urge the dream tapir, not even daring to move, but kept shouting in his heart, as if this could really make the dream tapir faster.

The sound outside the door stopped abruptly, and the whole world seemed to become quiet in an instant, Ling Xian only heard the sound of his own pounding heartbeat, and his heart also raised his throat, as if it was about to jump out at any time.

Creak.

The door opened.

Lao Yang walked in.

Time has stood still.

"Yun Ming, well done. ”