Chapter 118: Chinese Cabbage in the Ground [Asking for Subscription]

On the shelves on the first floor, there are more than a dozen volumes of jade slips, which record the long-standing practice exercises. Chen Lang checked them one by one, compared to the exercises he practiced, they were all too rough, and even the exercises of scattered cultivation were not as good, and they had no value at all.

"Do you need it?"

Chen Lang pointed to the jade slip, and Liu Qing's divine sense leaned in to take a look, and shook her head slightly, she also couldn't look down on it. The most valuable thing in the Ancient Monk Cave Mansion is the extremely powerful Ancient Treasure, any one of which is comparable to the high-grade Spiritual Treasure, but it is a pity that the refining method of the Ancient Treasure has been lost, otherwise the Spiritual Treasure will have no meaning of existence.

Heading straight to the second floor, five ancient treasures full of aura float quietly.

The small blue net filled with moist water vapor, the white bone flying fork that exudes the cold and yin air, the soft whip surrounded by runes, the black nails that are terrifying, and the golden dragon shadow drills in and out of the coiling dragon Zen staff.

The five ancient treasures all exuded an extraordinary aura, and Chen Lang tried the power one by one, and soon showed a disappointed look. These ancient treasures are indeed amazingly powerful, especially the dragon Zen staff has no less power than the best spirit treasure.

However, there is only a strong power, and there is no supernatural power that makes his eyes shine. There is no need to strengthen these ancient treasures, it is better to use the spirit stones on the retaining mirror, the fifty-four retaining mirrors are all strengthened, and the spirit stones needed are massive.

Chen Lang put away the four ancient treasures and left the white bone flying fork to Liu Qing.

Liu Qing was taken aback, she never thought that Chen Lang would actually leave her an ancient treasure.

"Don't think of me as a stingy person. Chen Lang looked at the stairs leading to the third floor, "With this ancient treasure, your strength can be further improved, and your cultivation will also improve faster, and there will be infinite possibilities to get out of my control in the future." ”

Chen Lang's faint voice made Liu Qing more and more creepy the more she listened, she threw herself to her knees, and her knees that smashed on the floor even made the sound of bones shattering.

"Slaves don't dare!!"

Chen Lang glanced at Liu Qing calmly and said, "I thought you would collapse your Dao heart, but I didn't expect your Dao heart to be more firm, which really surprised me." ”

Liu Qing didn't dare to spit out a word, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"It doesn't have to be that way. Chen Lang held up Liu Qing's body with an invisible force.

Liu Qing's forehead was bleeding, her whole person was shaking like chaff, and the faint smile on the corner of Chen Lang's mouth made her feel extremely terrible, and she ran away if she wanted to.

"I don't mean to blame you, but I appreciate your courage. ”

Chen Lang's sincerity obviously did not reassure Liu Qing, she was full of spasms, and she didn't know what fate would greet her next.

Seeing that Liu Qing was really scared, Chen Lang shook his head slightly, "I didn't mean to blame you, don't be afraid." ”

After speaking, the corners of Chen Lang's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said with a little smugness: "In the future, you will understand what a glorious thing it is to be my slave." ”

Liu Qing was stunned, she had never seen such a brazen person, did this person really know how to write the word "shame"?

"You're on the second floor. ”

Chen Lang didn't say anything more to Liu Qing and walked into the third floor.

His pupils suddenly shrank into needletips, and there were one hundred and eight mirrors floating on the third floor, the moment he walked into the room, all the mirrors moved, and the lifeless array was triggered, and the sharp and incomparable golden threads shot out, wanting to shatter Chen Lang's body into ten thousand pieces.

The gold threads are so dense that there's no room to dodge. At the last moment, Chen Lang reacted, and the fifty-four mirrors in the storage bag protected Zhou's body under the control of his divine sense, and the golden thread shot on the gray mirror, and then bounced back, repeatedly......

"This Lingguang Master is also too yin, if I destroy the light retaining mirror that is arranged into a small lifeless array, won't it be over?" Chen Lang secretly gritted his teeth, and once again performed the "Haze Anti-Laser" method, holding the Red Emperor's poison avoidance beads in his mouth, and detonating all the poisonous miasma beads in the storage bag.

The situation of breaking the small lifeless array in the cave was staged in the room on the third floor, and even the lifeless array under the cloth of one hundred and eight mirrors could not resist the "haze anti-laser" Dafa.

After a stick of incense, Chen Lang, whose face was as pale as paper, put away the fifty-four mirrors that protected his body, and controlled such a large number of ancient treasures, his divine sense consumed a huge amount, but fortunately, his divine soul was strong and withstood this test of almost death.

The mirrors of the one hundred and eight mirrors were covered with dust, Chen Lang waved his sleeves lightly, and an invisible force sucked these ancient treasures over, and all of them fell into the storage bag.

Chen Lang was a little looking forward to what kind of performance the retainer would have after it was strengthened, but the spirit stone that strengthened the retaining mirror was also a headache.

In addition to the mirror, there is also an agarwood table, and there is a roll of jade slips on the table.

On the wall next to the desk, there is a three-foot portrait.

The Venerable Master Lingguang wore his hair in a green shirt, his eyes were shining, and the direction he was looking at was slightly downward, feeling like he was looking at Chen Lang, especially the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, as if he was about to come out of the painting in the next moment.

Chen Lang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, picked up the jade slip on the desk, and his divine sense probed into it, and after a while, Chen Lang put the jade slip into the storage bag.

In addition to this, there are also words left by the Master of Lingguang to the younger generations, which is nothing more than passing the test, not killing innocents indiscriminately, and not damaging the name of the Master of Lingguang.

The room on the third floor was empty, Chen Lang was afraid that there was something missing, and he specially checked the portrait to make sure that there was nothing at all, he was a little disappointed in his heart, he thought that he could get a gratifying number of spirit stones, and the result was ......

All in all, this trip can be regarded as a fruitful one, and the small disappointment in Chen Lang's heart quickly disappeared, stretched his waist and stretched his muscles, went downstairs to greet Liu Qing, and returned the same way together.

Back in the cave, Yao Mingyue, who noticed the movement, instantly emitted light in her eyes, and rushed to Chen Lang in two or three steps, and said happily: "Uncle Shi, what treasure have you got?"

Chen Lang shook his hand, took out the soft whip surrounded by runes, and handed it directly to Yao Mingyue.

Liu Qing on the side was very surprised, such a precious ancient treasure was actually given away so easily?

Or is it for a foundation junior?!

What monk does not regard ancient treasures as treasures, and his master is truly unexpected.

What shocked Liu Qing even more happened again, Chen Lang actually gave Yao Haiping a Coiling Dragon Zen Staff that was as powerful as the best spiritual treasure!

What can such a short-lived old fellow plot?

Liu Qing really didn't understand what Chen Lang was doing.

What Liu Qing didn't know was that the precious ancient treasure in her eyes was like a cabbage in the ground in Chen Lang's eyes, as long as it wasn't an ancient treasure with special magical powers like the Mirror, he could far exceed the power of the ancient treasure if he casually took a low-grade spirit treasure to strengthen it.

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