Chapter 112: Chapter One Hundred and Twelve: Picking Up a Treasure (Fourth Update)

Kacha was suspicious, but after all, there was a sign at the door of this room that said 'Treasure Room'.

After all, Ye Wentian is a human being in two lives, and his heart is clear, this is obviously not a real treasure pavilion, at most it is just a disguise! I don't know what is the use of the hand of God setting up such a place, could it have been foreseen that this kind of thing would happen today?

Looking at Zuo Han's unworried expression again, Ye Wentian was even more sure of the conclusion in his heart.

Pretending to walk past the rows of dusty shelves, Ye Wentian's feet suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared at a dusty stone in the corner, this stone was only the size of a fist, and it was already dull in color, and with the dust covering, it became more and more inconspicuous.

However, Ip Mantian set off a storm in his heart, where is this ordinary stone, this is clearly the legendary Edman meteorite! The metal composition of the Wolverine skeleton in the movie in his previous life is extracted from this meteorite! As long as the original Edelman ore in the meteorite is refined, and then added to the carbon alloy smelting, cooled and solidified, even at a high temperature of 500,000 degrees Celsius, there will not be the slightest sign of melting, indestructible, and will never be destroyed! This is the terrifying attribute of the Edman alloy!

Because Ye Wentian stopped too abruptly, Kacha accidentally hit him on the back, and said angrily: "Dead guy, what are you doing!

Zuo Han frowned, and seemed to have noticed something unusual, and walked over from the door.

Ye Wentian hurriedly restrained his feelings and tried his best to calm himself: "Well, it's okay, I just thought of something suddenly." After speaking, he picked up the stone casually, looked left and looked again, and said, "Kacha, what do you think of this ore?"

Kacha is also an extremely smart person, and immediately continued: "Isn't it just a piece of broken ore, I know you have a quirk of collecting ores, but don't waste three chances!" After speaking, he winked at Ye Wentian, meaning: Could it be that this ore is a treasure?

Ye Wentian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "No way, you see that there are some alchemy materials all around, and there is not a decent treasure, I didn't expect the Hand of God to be so poor, just take this ore to make up the number!" After speaking, the golden light in his hand flashed, and the ore was included in the ring.

Zuo Han frowned and watched the two sing and harmonize, he could feel Ye Wentian's obviously faster heartbeat, and said secretly in his heart: This piece of broken ore seems to have been picked up by me under the Tower of Eternity back then, why didn't I see anything special, is it really a treasure? Or does this kid really have a perverted ore collecting habit?

After putting away the ore, Ye Wentian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Zuo Han would suddenly regret it, with Zuo Han's strength, once he regretted it, he would never be able to take this meteorite! Fortunately, this old guy had no eyes and no beads, and abandoned the priceless treasure in the corner, and cheapened himself for nothing.

After a few more turns in the 'treasure room', apart from some refining materials, he really didn't find anything good, and Zuo Han was also indifferent.

"I'm so angry with Miss Ben, Zuo Han, you old fox, you must be lying to us! How can the hand of God be so poor!"

Zuo Han pretended to sigh: "I'm so poor, I can't even open the pot!"

"You!" Caccia's color changed suddenly.

Just as Kacha was about to run away, Ye Wentian's shout suddenly came from the corner: "Kacha, come here!"

Kacha glared at Zuo Han fiercely and ran back to Ye Wentian's side, only to see that he had found a stone slab in the corner, which was covered with thick ash.

"What's there to see about a broken slate?" snorted Kacha, pinching his nose.

Zuo Han's face changed when he saw the stone slab, and he immediately regained his composure.

Ye Wentian pointed to the slate and said, "The dust on the slate is obviously different from the dust in other places! The dust in other places is the result of natural accumulation, but the dust on this slate falls artificially!"

If it weren't for the precise numerical analysis of the True Eye, no one would have been able to see such a small difference.

Zuo Han's old face changed color again.

"You mean, someone wants to cover up this slate?"

Nodding, Ye Wentian was not too dirty, and swept away the dust on the slate with a wave of his hand.

The dust was scattered in all directions, and the three of them immediately used spiritual flames to protect their bodies to isolate the dust.

When the dust cleared, Kacha was taken aback: "What is this?"

Lost in the dust, in the middle of the slate is actually a square crystal wall, the crystal wall is smooth and translucent, and there are strings of numbers and complex formulas flashing on it.

The two of them turned their heads to look at Zuo Han at the same time, and Zuo Han immediately turned his head and coughed.

"This is a spiritual power lock! I also have this thing in my secret room! It is full of complicated numbers and formulas!" Kacha's eyes lit up, "So, there is another secret room in this treasure room? But this kind of lock can't be opened at all without a password! Zuo Han, how many passwords?"

Zuo Han simply patted his sleeve and returned to the door, and said secretly in his heart: What if you find the secret room, you two small things can open it? This kind of lock is simply unsolvable without a password!"

Ye Wentian nodded: "Who said there is no solution, you look at me!" After speaking, he slid his fingers quickly on the crystal wall.

Kacha watched a string of formulas appear from Ip Mantian's fingers, and surprise gradually turned into admiration, then into worship, and finally into slander.

During this time, Ye Wentian read a lot of books, except for the magic circle to explain the mathematics of spiritual power. Backed by his mathematical experience and memory from his previous life, his comprehension of spiritual mathematics was extremely fast, and he soon climbed to an unprecedented height! The knowledge of the two worlds fused together and complemented each other, making everything come naturally.

The formulas and numbers drawn by Ip Man became more and more complicated, and after a quarter of an hour, his fingers finally hit the crystal wall fiercely, and when he heard a sound, all the numbers on the crystal wall flew away, and the lilac light lit up from the crystal wall, illuminating the whole room like an illusion.

The room shook, and all four walls began to slowly recede, then rotated one hundred and eighty degrees to reveal the other.

Zuo Han finally lost his composure, and the moment the purple light lit up, he had already jumped up in shock, directly hit a row of shelves, and rushed behind the two of them.

"This is impossible! How can you unlock the spiritual power trap! This is impossible!" The violent spiritual power and coercion rolled out from Zuo Han's body, and his eyes were about to pop out.

Kacha straightened his neck and snorted, "There is obviously a secret room, but you are actually lying! These are the treasures collected by the Hand of God!" The four walls are densely packed with lattices, and the items in each lattice are precious and dusty.

"You are not allowed to touch these things!" Zuo Han's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Ye Wentian sneered: "There are two more, let's go and pick one carefully! With so many people watching us come in, I don't believe that he dares to kill people and kill people!"

Kacha made a grimace at Zuo Han: "Just pick the most expensive and the best, I feel sorry for you, hum!"

Zuo Han was like a depressing storm, and a fierce light full of murderous intent flashed from his eyes. (The weather is so cold, ask for tickets and rewards)