Gu Qing looked at the three things in front of him.

A pale gold jade slip, a fish basket woven of black rattan, and a dark yellow mottled hat over the basket.

He searched these three things several times with his divine sense, but he didn't find anything abnormal, but he always heard the sound of water coming from the fish basket woven with black rattan.

Crash......

Crash......

'Is there a living creature in this basket?'

Gu Qing narrowed his eyes.

As soon as his mind moved, he had already activated the spiritual power in his body, condensed a blood-colored hand, took away the hat covering the fish basket, and then he looked at the fish basket, but his gaze was a little stagnant.

In the fish basket, the clear water is half full.

A group of bloated fish the size of a little finger are swimming in the half-full clear water in the fish basket.

There are about 80 of these bloated fish, and their whole body is the color of blue and gold, and the body of each fish is still entangled with changing blue lines.

Gu Qing recognized it at a glance.

These bloated fish are actually cold-patterned spirit dragons!

After recognizing this bloated fish, his breathing became a little rapid, and he took a few steps forward, his eyes fixed on this fish basket: "In this black fish basket, there should indeed be the cold pattern spirit dragon!" Although these more than 80 cold-veined spirit dragons are slightly different in appearance from the cold-veined spirit dragon that Sun Sheng gave me back then, the strange fluctuations they emit are no different! With so many cold pattern spirit dragons, why did Sun Sheng keep them?

Gu Qing touched his chin.

It seems that Sun Sheng has some kind of plan, he wants to use the Cold Pattern Spirit Dragon, which is why he has accumulated so many Cold Pattern Spirit Dragons.

Gu Qing's mind moved, his divine consciousness radiated from the center of his eyebrows, and he reached into this black rattan woven fish basket, and when his mind was neutral, a wide body of water about a hundred zhang square appeared, and more than eighty cold pattern spirit dragons with small arm lengths were swimming in this water, and he confirmed that there were more than eighty cold pattern spirit dragons in this fish basket, all of which were no problem, and then he withdrew his divine consciousness from this black rattan woven fish basket.

This fish basket should be a high-grade magic weapon, but compared to the high-grade magic weapon fish basket that Sun Sheng once gave me, it is more than a step higher.

Gu Qing put the black rattan woven fish basket aside, he was just about to take the blood-colored spiritual power big hand, the hat he was holding, but he remembered something.

Gu Qing's divine sense swept across the space of the stone tablet and took a few storage bags

He quickly rummaged through these storage bags, and took out the fish basket that Sun Sheng had given him, the special cold worm that he killed in the ruins of Chen Guo, the corpse parts that had not yet been exhausted, and put it into this fish basket, but with the passage of time, there were many things, and he completely forgot about this matter, and now he opened Sun Sheng's storage ring and saw another fish basket, and only then did he remember this matter.

He looked into the basket of fish that had not been taken out for a long time.

But only in this fish basket, the water that was originally quite clear is already black at the moment, and you need to take a closer look to see a little bit of the unique red of flesh and blood from this black piece, Gu Qing took a few looks, and his divine sense probed into it.

I saw that the water in this fish basket was already occupied by a kind of black and red flesh and blood, and on top of this black and red flesh, there were round and slender tentacles.

Gu Qing retracted his senses.

His brow furrowed slightly.

"When I received the remnants of the wormworm in this basket, are they still alive?" He muttered to himself, and then threw aside the high-grade magic weapon fish basket that Sun Sheng had given him.

Gu Qing's heart moved, and the blood-colored spiritual power big hand he had condensed earlier on the side dispersed, and the dark yellow mottled hat that was holding in this blood-colored spiritual power big hand also fell straight down, as if it was an extremely heavy thing, not a hat.

Gu Qing caught this hat.

This dark yellow mottled hat is quite heavy in the hand, like holding a boulder, but its texture is

It was no different from an ordinary hat, made of dark yellow grass stems, Gu Qing turned it over and looked at it for a while, and then probed into it with his divine sense, but he only felt that his divine sense seemed to be penetrating into a bottomless hole, except for the deep darkness, there was nothing else.

"Hiss......"

There was a cool pain from Gu Qing's divine sense, as if it was frozen by an unknown force, and this power followed his divine consciousness and transmitted to his divine soul, causing the divine will of snow to spontaneously counterattack.

The kind of cool pain in Gu Qing's consciousness disappeared suddenly.

His snow divine intent spread out from the hat, and after a while, a faint chuckle came from the hat, and his eyes were full of surprise.

'This hat is also a spiritual weapon?'

'Sun Sheng actually has three spiritual weapons!

Gu Qing raised his eyebrows, and he withdrew the Snow Divine Will.

Looking at the hat, he asked, "Are you the spirit of this treasure?"

An old voice soon came from the hat: "Little Lao'er is indeed the spirit of this Netherworld hat! Since this Netherworld Hat has fallen into the hands of Your Excellency, presumably Sun Sheng's old boy has been dead for a long time, right? Little old man will now admit the Lord, and you don't need to tempt with your divine will again!"

At the same time as the old voice in the hat sounded, a palm-sized phantus of an old man appeared on the hat.

The old man's phantom beard was white, his beard hung down to his waist, and he was dressed in a white robe, which was incompatible with the hat below.

After he saw Gu Qing, his gaze, which was originally as plain as water, fluctuated slightly: "Your Excellency's cultivation is only the ninth layer of Qi refining, and you actually have the ancient demon inheritance, the ancient exercises, and the divine will, which are three opportunities that can be encountered but cannot be sought!" It's much better than Sun Sheng's old boy!"

Gu Qing's heart was shocked, his body suddenly tightened, and the divine will of snow had quietly poked out, wrapping the phantom of the old man, and at the same time, the blood-colored spiritual power in his body was vigorous, and there was even more golden light on his body, and the rune treasure that had been cultivated by the Chang family was also held in his hand.

The phantom of the old man who was frozen by the Divine Will of the Snow, a trace of strange color flashed in his eyes, and then his transmission actually broke through the blockade of the Divine Intent of the Snow, and sounded in Gu Qing's ears: "Fellow Daoists don't have to be so nervous! Xiao Lao'er is just the instrument spirit of this Netherworld Hat, even if he wants to be unfavorable to Daoyou, he can't do it at all, Daoist friends quickly remove the divine will, if you get frostbite and freeze to death Xiao Lao'er, it is still Daoyou who suffers!"

Gu Qing heard the old man's words.

He squinted, withdrew the snow divine will, and surrounded his body, which made his body seem to be covered by a layer of ice, becoming a little blurred, he looked at the old man's phantom and said:

"This senior, the instrument spirit of this treasure, is actually the biggest secret under the one word, and the reaction is a bit excessive, please don't blame this senior! The predecessors said that they wanted to confess the Lord, but I don't know what to do next? In addition, what is the level of this treasure, and what kind of use can it show? I also ask my seniors for advice."

The phantom of the old man stroked his beard.

He responded calmly to Gu Qing and said, "The matter of recognizing the Lord is very simple, as long as Your Excellency weaves a divine sense imprint with your essence blood and leaves it on the Nether Hat! This Netherworld Hat, at this time, is just a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it is not just a lower-grade spiritual weapon, as for what level it can reach in your hands, it depends on how many seals you can open! If it's a long story as to what the Nether Hat is for, that's a long story."

"In general, this Netherworld Hat has two wonderful purposes, one is to cover the monk's aura, and the other is to coerce the monk away."

Gu Qing heard the old man's response, the vigilance in his heart did not disappear, and he used his essence and blood to weave the imprint of divine consciousness, this matter is a bit risky, if this old man is really a distraction of some old monster, once he does what this old man says, he will definitely be on the way.

Gu Qing didn't move for a long time, confronting the phantom of the old man, during which the old man observed the stone tablet space up and down.

"Your Excellency, this treasure of the Cave Heaven is really extraordinary, it actually involves the law of time, but the degree of development is too low." The old man's phantom flickered, and he had already come to the pitch-black stone tablet, he looked up a few times, "Gather the five elements to refine the true way, renounce life and death to prove nirvana, yin and yang create immortal fruits, and plant golden lotus in the fire!" These four lines of poetry are really in line with the truth, even the little old man......

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The old man was a little distracted and touched the stone tablet.

Gu Qing's heart moved, thinking of something.

He paused for a moment and exclaimed, "Wait!"

The phantom of the old man turned back with a smile but not a smile.

At the same time as he turned around.

His hand had touched the pitch-black stele.

The next moment.

Airplanes!

The pitch-black stele touched with the phantom of the old man, and immediately separated a solid stele shadow, which suppressed from the top of the phantom of the old man, and suppressed the phantom of the old man in an instant!

Seeing the old man's phantom expression, before even the shock could surface, he was swallowed up by the shadow of the stele, and Gu Qing's mouth opened slightly.

Such a person can easily see that his several hidden and unfathomable predecessors, under the shadow of the black stone tablet and the separated stele, still have no ability to resist at all!

"This senior is really, fleeting." Gu Qing secretly mourned in his heart for the seniors who didn't know whether they were enemies or friends.

Together in this moment.

Extraterritorial.

Somewhere hidden.

A seven-colored light wheel hanging high behind it, an indescribable majestic figure, feeling the severance of a connection in the underworld, the body trembled, and a pair of indifferent eyes quietly opened.

The whole hidden place is as if there were two more rounds of the sun.

Instantly, an incomparably loud voice resounded through the void.

"Tuorun, you go to the Black Hell Demon Hall and inform the Lord of the Black Hell Demon Hall and the Seventy-two Earth Demons that the deity wants to find a pitch-black stone tablet, and if anyone can offer this treasure, he will be the seventh disciple of the deity."

With this grand voice sounded.

In a hidden place, a retreat in a cave, he woke up from his cultivation, and the image of a stone tablet with a pitch black color also appeared in his mind.

"Obey the Dharma."

Tuolun looked respectful and immediately responded.

Inside the stele space.

Gu Qing looked at the shadow of the stele separated from the pitch-black stele, and after devouring the phantom of the old man, he slowly returned to the pitch-black stele, and immediately, the entire stele space trembled violently.

"The expansion of the stele space requires the divine will of the monk, or the essence of the earth, the crystal of the spiritual vein, etc., that is, the phantom of this old man is also with divine will? And the movement of the stele space this time is much greater than the movement generated by the pitch-black stele after swallowing the white dragon of the Black Hell Demon Temple last time!" Gu Qing's divine sense paid attention to the violent tremor in the stone tablet space, walked to the side, and took the dark yellow mottled hat in his hand.

His expression was cloudy.

If the old man was really the spirit of this hat, as it was swallowed up by the pitch-black stone tablet, most of this hat was already in use.

Gu Qing carefully probed his divine sense into the hat, the cold feeling of being burned had disappeared, he checked inside and out, and could only vaguely detect that on the grass stems that weaved this hat, there were a large number of various spiritual patterns, as well as the seals that were deeply hidden behind these spiritual patterns.

"Although the old man who seems to be a spirit is gone, this treasure is still a spirit weapon, although the spirit is completely gone, but in this way, the sacrifice is also much easier." Gu Qing muttered to himself.

On this hat, he left a divine imprint, and immediately, there was a clear sense between him and this treasure.

Gu Qing urged the blood-colored spiritual power in his body and injected it into this hat, only to see that on the dark yellow mottled hat, a phantom shadow of a cloak condensed out, covering his arm holding the hat.