On the top of Zizhu Pavilion, on the second floor, due to the urgency of time, Fang Never had time to carefully inspect the corpse on the ground, looking at the corpse in front of him at this moment, Fang Cun rubbed his hands, swallowed his saliva, and began to look around the corpse. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little mouse on the side had an expression of lack of interest in this, playing with the three jade bottles in his hand on the side, sniffing with his big nose, squinting his small eyes, revealing a comfortable expression, and then turned into a black shadow, rushed out of the attic, and disappeared into the medicine field.

Fang Cun didn't stop after seeing it, but focused all his attention on this corpse.

The corpse's outfit was extraordinary, and one or two could be glimpsed from the outermost cloak alone.

The cloak was about three feet wide and six feet long, and it was very suitable for draping over the corpse, scarlet throughout, made of unknown materials, and had a pattern on its back with a bird-like monster flying its wings.

Fang Cun looked at it carefully, and was shocked in his heart, the bird-like demon beast on this pattern was the Ancient True Spirit Golden-winged Dapeng Bird!

"There is a golden-winged Dapeng bird painted with it, this scarlet cloak is definitely a flying treasure!" Looking at the cloak in front of him, Fang Cun's heart became hot.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Bird is also an extremely powerful kind of true spirit in ancient times, but it can compete with the existence of the true immortals, with the world's speed, and the golden-winged Dapeng Bird is painted on it behind this cloak, which is absolutely extraordinary!

Fang Cun bowed to the corpse, and then carefully removed the scarlet cloak from the corpse.

Looking at the scarlet cloak in his hand, Fang Cun carefully touched it, it was as thin as a cicada's wings, with a texture like jade and not jade, and there were three feathers on the shoulders of the cloak.

The three feathers are different in color, they are emerald green, red glow, golden color, palm length, two fingers wide, there are mysterious spirit patterns on the feathers, and a faint whirlwind is generated from the three feathers from time to time, spinning and dissipating in the air.

Although Fang Cun couldn't identify the origin of these three feathers, he could see from his appearance that these three feathers were definitely the feathers above the three fairy birds and spirit beasts.

"Treasure, treasure!" Fang Cun frowned, and couldn't wait to drape the scarlet cloak over his shoulders.

Fang Cun's figure was six feet tall, and the cloak was also very suitable for him at this moment, and he stroked the cloak on his back and grinned.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Cun took off the ink-colored robe and storage ring and the pair of silver boots on the corpse, and then looked at them quite unhurriedly.

The ink-colored robe was covered in black ink, and there was nothing special about it, Fang Cun released his divine thoughts and planned to test it, but as soon as the divine thoughts touched the ink-colored Taoist robe, the black light on the surface of the ink-colored Taoist robe flashed, and the divine thoughts were suddenly slid to the side, and they looked like they couldn't be detected.

Fang Cun's heart moved, looked at the ink-colored Dao robe in his hand, and thought secretly: "Could it be that this ink-colored Dao robe can shield the detection of divine thoughts and divine senses?"

After some experiments, Fang Cun finally affirmed that this Dao robe was an extremely rare treasure in the immortal cultivation world that could shield the detection of divine sense, and for a while, Fang Cun smiled happily and showed his big teeth!

Fang Cun, who looked excited, put the ink-colored robe on his body, although it was slightly wide, but Fang Cun still nodded with satisfaction, and then took the silver boots in his hand.

The silver boots were painted with spiritual patterns, and on the front of the boots were painted a moon-shaped pattern, and at the heels, Fang Cun found two quaint seals, and after some identification, Fang Cun recognized these two seals.

It is the word "stepping on the moon".

"Treading the moon? It turns out that the name of these boots is Treading the Moon, and it must be a speed treasure when I hear the name, haha, it's developed!" Fang Cun couldn't wait to put on these boots.

To Fang Cun's surprise, the moon boots can automatically change the size according to the size of the foot, and Fang Cun is more fond of the pair of boots at this time.

Finally, Fang Cun took the storage ring in his hand and looked at it.

This storage ring is golden all over, and it is painted with a monster with a dragon's head and a leopard body, Fang Cun tried to use his divine thoughts to probe into the storage ring, but he found that his divine thoughts encountered an extremely powerful resistance and were rebounded.

"Could it be that the owner of the storage ring is still alive?" Fang Cun finished speaking, looked at the crystal jade bones on the ground, and then shook his head again, decisively denying this view.

This skeleton is obviously the owner of this storage ring, as for why he can't get into this storage bag, Fang Cun attributed the reason to the problem of his own divine thoughts, maybe only his divine consciousness can enter this storage ring.

Just like a magic weapon, only a monk who has given birth to a divine consciousness can refine and control it, and the same is true for this storage ring.

With a scarlet cloak, an ink-colored robe, a pair of silver ancient boots, a storage ring in his hand and a storage bag on his waist, the square inch at this moment looks extremely heroic, revealing a trace of mysterious and extraordinary atmosphere.

Fang Cun looked this outfit up and down, laughed, turned around and walked out of Zizhu Pavilion to try the power of the cloak and ancient boots.

It's just that at the moment when Fang Cun left Youdao Zizhu Pavilion, the bamboo door of Zizhu Pavilion was automatically closed, and the golden lightning on the door flashed out of thin air, and the space in front of the Bamboo Pavilion was also blurred, and the prohibition of Zizhu Pavilion was automatically restored.

Fang Cun looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, didn't ease his senses for a while, and finally calmed down after wailing with regret.

The harvest of this trip is already full of money, and Fang Cun also knows that he can get so many treasures because of the deep opportunity, otherwise he would not have had the opportunity to come here at all, let alone get so many treasures, so he was relieved to think about it.

Fang Cun took a deep breath, the spiritual power in his body worked, and he began to try to inject spiritual power into the scarlet cloak and silver ancient boots.

With the injection of spiritual power in Fang Cun's body, the scarlet cloak and ancient boots did not move, which made Fang Cun's brows furrow, increasing the speed of spiritual power injection.

But as the spiritual power in Fang Cun's body had been injected into eighty percent, and there was still no reaction from the two treasures, Fang Cun's heart was shocked.

"The spiritual power in my body is equivalent to the level of a monk in the early stage of the foundation building period, and I can't even urge these two treasures, these two treasures are definitely magic weapons, but the magic weapons have to react under my spiritual power, why don't these two magic weapons react at all?"

Fang Cun's face was a little ugly, and there were treasures on his body that he couldn't use, this one was no different!

Fang Cun looked at the cloak and moon boots with a gloomy face, then took off the cloak, took off the moon boots and planned to put them in the storage bag, with a wave of his hand, a flash of spiritual light, Fang Cun was surprised to find that the two treasures were still in his hands and had not disappeared.

"Could it be that these two treasures are magic weapons of the space class?"

Space magic weapons are extremely rare in the immortal cultivation world, and even if there is, they are extremely powerful, but this kind of magic weapons have a characteristic, that is, they cannot be included in storage bags and storage rings, at least in some space magic weapons that Fang Cun knows.

Yes.

"No wonder this corpse didn't put the scarlet cloak and moon boots in the storage bag, but wore it on its body, and it couldn't be included in it. ”

Fang Cun looked at the storage bag in his hand, and then his face changed several times.

If the moon boots can still be worn on the feet and not be recognized by other monks, this scarlet cloak will definitely be recognized.

The origin of the golden-winged Dapeng bird is too big to hide it, and the monks with a little insight can find it unusual, and if he is topped by a powerful monk, he will definitely be in big trouble.

After some thought, Fang Cun finally decided to roll up the cloak and put it close to his body, and the moon boots were worn on his feet in a big way, but fortunately, the ink-colored robe was larger, and the moon boots were just blocked in when he walked.

Seeing this, Fang Cun breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the scene around him, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten the most important thing, that is, Butterfly Mengyu did not tell him how to leave this Shijun Palace.

"That rat should know how to leave this Shijun Palace, right?" Fang Cun thought about it for a long time, and then set his eyes on the medicine field.