The simple shape can reflect the extraordinaryness of this thing.

Looking deeper into the inside of the ring, he saw that the storage ring was actually more than two hundred square meters in size, which was dozens of times the size of his original storage bag. The value of the ring alone can be worth thousands of medium-grade spars. Yang Yaofeng was excited.

Look at the search inside the storage bag, it is full of spiritual weapons. One of them is a pair of silver-white armor, and the spiritual light on it appears to be luxurious and abnormal, which must be unintentional by the spiritual weapon. I don't know if it's Jin Muzi's trophy.

There is also a palm-sized bone shield, which is painted with ancient beast language, which must be a relic of the beast clan. Judging from the quaint shape of the bone shield, it may still be a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

There is also a green willow branch, not just some kind of spiritual artifact. And the last silver double hook is much more ordinary.

There is also a jade slip whose original name is "Hanjiangzi Zhengjie" lying quietly in the storage ring, but the value of this thing can be better explained when the root spirit weapon is put together.

From Jin Muzi's memories, I learned that this was the manuscript of their ancestor Han Jiangzi. It records his views on the anti-judicial organs, as well as some inventions. It is one of the four treasures of Lumen left for future generations to refer to.

Although it is not a magic artifact, as the treasure of an ancient medium-sized sect, its value can also be imagined.

The rest of the storage bag was piled up with more than 20,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and suddenly Yang Yaofeng's eyes were full of spar glittering light.

"There are so many spirit stones, enough for a small sect to run for a year. If all of them were used to buy pills, it would be enough to smash me to the middle stage of foundation building. He happily walked towards it.

Yang Yaofeng searched the secret room again to make sure that there was nothing missing, and then left the secret room to find Zhao Fei.

As soon as he got out of the secret room, he saw that this was a place in the stone forest, Yang Yaofeng took the clutch flying sword, and cut down a stone forest, which immediately covered up the lost exit.

One is to prevent others from straying into it, and the other is that there are puppet-making mechanisms in this place. Although the display cannot be controlled, there may be other ways to control it when the cultivation is improved in the future.

Seeing that it was close to evening at this time, Yang Yaofeng hurriedly climbed up a towering stone forest and looked for Zhao Fei.

Yang Yaofeng stood on top of the stone forest, looked over from afar, and saw Zhao Fei lying on top of the chaotic stone where he had disappeared.

I saw Zhao Fei wielding a spear and biting the wind, constantly picking up the messy rocks. But as soon as one flew out, several more fell. It seemed like a pointless thing, but he kept repeating it, and the rock behind him was already as high as a hill.

Yang Yaofeng crept behind Zhao Fei and hid behind a rock, wanting to play tricks on him.

As soon as he poked his head out, he only heard a "woo", and the spear came with him.

The body of the "boom" gun pierced the huge rock and struck deep into the ground. And Yang Yaofeng's heart beat with the tremor of the gun.

If it weren't for the rocks, he would have opened a hole, and he was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

"It turned out to be Yaofeng! I thought it was a demon beast again. Zhao Fei said without feeling.

"How can there be a demon beast? I think you are a demon beast. How could any Qi Refining Cultivator have such a keen intuition. Yang Yaofeng roared.

"Are you complimenting me?" Zhao Fei walked up to him with a low face, and his already messy appearance looked particularly gloomy, so frightened that Yang Yaofeng immediately nodded.

Judging from the depth of the spear inserted into the ground, Zhao Fei seemed to have broken through again. It is estimated that he is now close to the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, and Yang Yaofeng feels more and more that he is a monster.

"God, what did you do when I was away? What did you eat, or did you rob someone else's elixir?" Yang Yaofeng asked unwillingly.

I saw that Zhao Fei was always shaking his head, and only at the end did he say, "I killed a rock bear." ”

"What?" Yang Yaofeng lay on the ground and was weak at the bottom of the pool.

For a Qi cultivator who can't fly, the rock bear is basically equivalent to an invincible existence. And Zhao Fei has nothing to grow except for a spiritual weapon wind bite, let alone a divine weapon, and Zhao Fei is not a liar.

"Let's go!" Zhao Fei stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Yaofeng who fell to the ground.

And Yang Yaofeng saw his hands full of bruises, and his nose and eyes were slightly sore, so he endured it.

The two of them went all the way home and didn't find anything abnormal.

............

"Look at what kind of elixir these are. Back at his residence, Yang Yaofeng took out a bunch of pills from his bag and handed them to Hu Idiot.

Hu Idiot was suddenly shocked on the spot.

Yang Yaofeng didn't care about the surprised idiot, turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Several defensive formations such as Silent, Stable, Ten Thousand Heavy Mountain, Thousand Needle Forest, and Haojin were arranged, and they did not stop until they were exhausted.

More than 20,000 medium-grade spirit crystals all fell on the bed, and he immediately lay down in the sea of crystals and wandered, indescribably happy.

"The wish of holding a large handful of spirit stones in his hand has come true!" he poured Yang Yaofeng, who was holding a large handful of spirit stones, poured it on his head, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of this spar slipping from his body.

But when he opened his eyes again, he found that most of the spars on the ship were missing. On closer inspection, there was a flesh-colored beast-headed devourer crystal behind him.

"You old demon dragon, why did you rob me of the spade?" Yang Yaofeng's eyes turned red and he lost his mind and chased after him, and the gluttony was used to conjure up through his black tattoo, no matter how hard he tried to catch up, it was impossible to catch up.

Now he is like a cat chasing his own tail, never able to catch up.

Gradually, there was not a single spar on the bed that was devoured by gluttony, and gluttony searched for a while, only to see that there were still a few spirit stones left in Yang Yaofeng's hand, and then he sold a flaw and deliberately elongated his body.

"Let me catch it, and spit it out, or I won't bite you to death." Yang Yaofeng grabbed the "tail" tightly, only to feel that his palms were slippery, and the only few spars in his hands were gone.

"I'm fighting with you. Yang Yaofeng bit hard at the "tail", and suddenly he screamed in pain. His "gluttonous tail" was made of the flesh and blood on his back transformed by the demon dragon, so this bite he completely bit on himself. And the force is fierce, through his wailing can be imagined.

Seeing that there was no spirit stone, the gluttony reverted to the appearance of a tattoo.

He was already completely crazy, and before he could heal the pain behind him, he sank into the sea of knowledge, and he wanted to fight hard with gluttony.

And gluttony has long been in petrification, allowing Yang Yaofeng to scold and kick without making any response. Until he was exhausted and hoarse, he didn't get any response from gluttony except for the pain of his hands and feet.

After writing it, Yang Yaofeng completely understood that this time the demon dragon obviously wanted to make a fortune in a muffled voice. In addition to being angry, he can only hastily return to reality.

He couldn't help but be disheartened when he looked at the storage ring with only four spiritual weapons and one jade slip left, from being rich overnight to being penniless, he felt too much emotion at this moment.

"Looks like it was fate!" he poured out all the contents of the remaining storage bag, and there was nothing more than the white stone fragments from before.