Chapter Ninety-Six: Wang Qing Cried

This treasure is not a big place.

It is very barren, the ground is dry, the gravel and rotten wood are scattered, there is no living and chemical pond in sight, and there is not even a creation pit or creation nest smaller than Wang Qingxin's eyes.

Sure enough, the hands are black!

"Well, fortunately, there is still a chance. ”

Wang Qing pressed down and was depressed, but he was a little curious.

The arrangement of this small realm of the heart is very peculiar, there is no life, only a treasure like a blind box.

If it weren't for the inexplicable appearance of the Yuan Xin Shen Shen infected, it would be very secretive, like a treasure trove in someone's house.

"The Ancient Fragments, could it really be passed down from the Ancient Era? It should be unlikely, such a long time, even ordinary spiritual treasures have been wiped out by time, where can there be many things left. ”

Among the remnants of the treasure land, the most eye-catching thing is a white bone remains.

The skeleton was so intact that it had apparently been left untouched.

From the skull, it looks a bit like a cat, except that it also has a long tail, about twice the length of its entire body.

"I can't see what it is, so I turned around and asked Wen Laozu and Zong Zheng to take a look. ”

Wang Qing didn't touch it first, the treasure land was supported by bones, if it was put away, the Yuan Xin Shen naturally flocked to it, these things that have gone through time, I am afraid that it will not take a few moments, and even the dust will not be left.

Wang Qing moved his gaze to the center of the treasure land.

"The source of the aura here should be you. ”

A tree stump?

Wang Qing circled around this black thing several times, and finally concluded that this was a stump, probably from a spiritual root, so it has been preserved to this day.

But it's not a big deal to see that it's weak.

"There's a stump right nowhere. ”

Wang Qing said in disbelief.

According to the legendary stories he had read, if he had a similar chance, it would have been a branch of a tree, a leaf, or even a processed wooden brand, a wooden sword, a wooden shield, and so on.

In the future, what will be the mother tree of the world, the building tree of the sky, and the root of heaven and earth...... Where there is a stump, it is so straightforward.

"What else can I think of here?"

Wang Qing's face flickered brightly and darkly, but in the end, he couldn't help it, his true qi was spread in his right palm, and the black stump was attached, but no matter how he urged, he didn't react at all.

"A lump of broken wood, no doubt. ”

Put away the stump, and there is nothing to find in the treasure field.

Wang Qing looked around at a loss, and suddenly an idea came to him.

This may be the garbage dump of a certain great power in the ancient and primeval periods.

The skeletons were carrioners who rummaged through the scraps in the garbage dump, and then the garbage became more and more complex, and the chemical changes between them produced something as toxic as the Yuan Xin Shen Sha.

"As for the pool of life and creation...... Some kind of beneficial bacteria that are produced after the fermentation of the residue?"

It's not impossible, after all, in that era, a stone contained innate qi and was not ordinary.

Wang Qing carefully put the skeleton into the mustard seed ring given by Wen Dong Prison, thinking about it in his mind, and even felt that his guess was very reasonable.

As he put away the skeleton, Yuan Xinshen lost his block, and immediately filled the void tightly.

"Huh. ”

Wang Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"If I put this skeleton on my head, wouldn't I need the Yuan Xin Veil and be able to run rampant in the small realm?"

He was very executing, and after thinking about it all his life, he took out the skeleton again, and asked the boss to spit out a tough silk, string the skeleton into its original shape, and then gently pull the thread of his hand, and the whole skeleton was pressed on his head.

β€œ...... Useless?"

Wang Qing blinked, and on his left hand, a black stump appeared.

"Still useless?"

He put the bones and stumps back away, guessing that these treasures were in some kind of delicate balance, and those things and bones that had not reached this balance had been worn out over the years.

"Tsk, this garbage dump is quite rigorous. ”

Over the next few days, the 13-dollar baby gradually expanded its scope.

The realm he explored alone was even larger than the five people of Mo Changchun who added one piece back then, and the time it took was much shorter.

However, he didn't have the lives of Mo Changchun's five people.

"The early bird gets the worm. ”

broke into six treasures one after another, but Wang Qing only got six skeletons, as well as a black pottery broken bowl, a nameless fruit core, a half-handled stone knife, a piece of tattered silk cloth, a bone needle, and the last thing.

A weaving shuttle!

Wang Qing looked at the weaving shuttle, which was indescribable.

"The ancient garbage dump is definitely a garbage dump in the ancient period!"

The cloak on Wang Qing's hand has been consumed, and these treasures have different losses to the Yuanxin Yarn Spiritual Machine, such as the weaving shuttle, which is enough for Wang Qing to spend two intact cloaks.

It's worth twenty days.

He was still very excited, thinking that he had finally found a treasure with good things.

When he saw the weaving shuttle, there were no words to describe his mood at that timeβ€”all the swear words of both worlds were not enough to vent his anger.

What about the treasure medicine?

What about Lingbao?

What about exercises?

What about the innate things?

What about the pool of life and creation?

"I'm a weaver, not a scavenger, why are you so cruel to me?"

Wang Qingbei came from it, came to this world for 20 years, and for the first time shed tears aggrievedly.

He cried for a long time, but no one jumped out and told him that they were playing with him.

"Who is born to be a hero, but the world forces me to be stronger day by day!"

Wang Qing's expression became firm again.

"There is no chance this time, next time when Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Chen come, I will definitely have a chance. If it doesn't work out, when I save up another hundred and eighty cloaks and sweep them a few times, I won't believe it, and I won't even be able to find a low-grade living and creating pool.

I'm just a supporting character, not worthy of a curse, not so black as to be like that. ”

Looking back at the still boundless Yuan Xin, Wang Qing glared at it fiercely a few times, before turning around without hesitation, following the induction on the mustard seed ring, and ran towards the White Bone Pure Land.

......

Mo Changchun was completely surprised to see Wang Qing come back so quickly.

According to his guess, Wang Qing should have a total of six sets of cloaks, and with the strength of the spirit spirit, it is enough to last for two months back and forth.

Wen Dongjiao glared at Mo Changchun fiercely.

Do you think that your own family is insidious, and all the disciples of the sect are as insidious as you?

Wang Qing obviously only had the two sets he gave, and there were no more.

As for hiding the Yuan Xin Veil, damaging the public and private, and picking up the wool of the sect, it is a needless thing, but this little disciple, for the sake of the sect's plan, bury his head in the loom every day, do not know the cold and summer, do not ask about the spring and autumn, delay the cultivation, but there is no complaint at all.

was suspicious of his trusted elders.

How tragic!!

Mo Changchun opened his mouth, he hadn't felt so speechless for a long time.

Wen Dongjiao looked at Wang Qing's expression and said gently:

"Isn't there any gain? Don't worry, I didn't wait to find the Life and Creation Pond at one time, except for Senior Brother Mo and Senior Brother in charge, the other three of us didn't gain anything for the first time.

It's just that the Yuanxin yarn cloak of the sect was taken away by Mingzhang Ancestor, and there is not much left, next time the three of you go in with the other two, I think you will definitely gain something. ”

Wang Qing nodded:

"Thank you Ancestor for your forgiveness, disciple province. Huh?"

He turned to Mei Yingyue and Tan Yu and asked, "Senior Sister Mei and Senior Sister Tan, aren't they gaining anything?"

Both women nodded gloomily.

Wang Qing blinked, and somehow, his heart suddenly felt a little comfortable.