Fang Cun's figure moved and entered the purple bamboo gate, and a small figure behind him followed, landing on a purple bamboo chair in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The little mouse hugged his chest with both paws, made a squeaky sound in his mouth, and from time to time stretched out a finger to point up and down at Fang Cun.

Fang Cun didn't care about the little mouse at the moment, but looked at some tea sets on the Zizhu table.

Two purple teacups, and a purple bamboo tube suspected to hold Lingcha tea leaves.

Seeing that Fang Cun was ignoring it, the little mouse moved and landed on the purple bamboo table, and his little paw took out the jade bottle from the medicine basket behind him and squeaked at Fang Cun.

Fang Cun knew very well the reason why the little mouse did this, that's right, he didn't give all the two drops of golden liquid to the little mouse at once, but left one drop, because he didn't know the situation in the bamboo pavilion, so he left one drop as a precaution.

This drop of golden liquid Fang Cun did not intend not to give it, but was afraid that he would encounter a ban that he could not crack, and it was left to drive the little mouse.

Although this is a bit of a backtrack, Fang Cun will eventually give it to the little mouse.

Fang Cun frowned, walked over, tossed the little mouse aside, and reached out to pick up one of the purple cups.

When Fang Cun saw the spiritual materials used in the purple cup, his face changed, and he lost his voice: "Zichen Spirit Sand!"

Zichen spirit sand is a kind of five-grade spiritual material, which can be used to refine magic weapons or magic weapons, a small pinch of Zichen spiritual sand can greatly enhance the sharpness of magic weapons or magic weapons, so that the power of magic weapons or magic weapons is greatly increased, so it is a kind of spiritual material that monks in the immortal world are very eager to get.

Even if the monks get the Zichen Spirit Sand, most of them are used by the monks themselves to refine them into hair vessels or magic weapons, and few monks are willing to sell them, so they rarely appear in the market or auctions.

Zichen Spirit Sand is an extremely rare spiritual material in the Nanling Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Fang Cun's eyelids couldn't stop beating, his heart was excited, he carefully lifted the lid of the Zichen Spirit Sand Cup, and found that there were still a few drops of tea left, a rich aroma wafted out of the tea, Fang Cun took a sip, and felt that the absorption of spiritual power in his body had accelerated by a few points, and he faintly felt that he had broken through the fifth layer of Qi refining.

Fang Cun was overjoyed, stretched out his hand to detain another purple teacup and purple bamboo tube, and after some inspection, he was ecstatic, it turned out that there was most of the spiritual tea left in another Zichen spiritual sand cup, and in the purple bamboo tube, he found some residues of spiritual tea, although he didn't know what kind of spiritual tea, but Fang Cun was already overjoyed.

Creak~

The little mouse stood aside angrily, squinting at Fang Cun with his little eyes, as if to say, "Look at your way of picking up garbage!"

Fang Cun put away the purple bamboo tube and looked at a painting on the main wall.

The painting depicts a battle between two armies, and on the side of the battlefield, a man in an ink-colored robe holds a wolf's pen in his hand, standing alone.

The man turned his back to the other inch and could not see his face clearly.

At the bottom right of the scroll is a poem written: "Splash ink to paint the world, thousands of army commanders take over the country!"

Fang Cun held his chin with one hand and thought about it for a while, and found that he had no clue about this scroll, so he stretched out his hand, and a green aura band flew in his hand, took the scroll off the wall, and put it in the storage bag.

Even the teacup for drinking tea is Zichen spirit sand, not to mention a painting hanging on the wall, although Fang Cun still can't guess the meaning of it, but he will definitely not let go of this painting.

The little mouse on the side saw that Fang Cun had even taken away the paintings on the wall, revealing a stunned expression, the mouse's mouth was very open, and the two white front teeth were shining with a crystal luster, as if he had seen a robber.

Oh no, it's locust-like!

Fang Cun was happy to see the little mouse, he seemed to be no different from the monks he called robbers and locusts.

......

The first floor of Zizhu Pavilion is divided into three parts by bead curtains on both sides, and the things in the middle part have been all put into storage bags, and even the Zizhu chair and Zizhu table have not been left.

Mei said: "Clean!"

The little mouse's white eyes rolled again and again, as if to say, "I've never seen such a brazen person!"

Fang Cun turned his head to the bead curtain on the right, and when he found that the bead curtain was actually made of golden silk, Fang Cun scolded Shijun for being extravagant while quietly putting away the golden silk bead curtain.

The little mouse on the side was already stunned, this is simply a... What an indescribable person!

After the bead curtain was closed, the scene on the right appeared in front of me, and when I saw what was inside, Fang Cun's throat moved.

This is the place where Shijun often meditates, there are two futons on the ground, and behind the futon there is a five-foot purple bamboo table, and there is an incense burner the size of a human head on the table, and at this moment the incense burner is inserted with half a thumb-long incense.

The incense burner the size of a human head is golden, with three legs and two ears, and the incense burner is carved with a pattern of strange monsters, in addition to the pattern, a purple and gold veins are intertwined on the wall of the furnace, which looks very extraordinary.

The half-cut incense stick with the thickness of the thumb in the incense burner is fiery red throughout, about a foot long, exuding a radiant luster.

Fang Cun picked up the incense burner and looked at it carefully, although he couldn't recognize what kind of spiritual material the incense burner was made of, but it didn't look like a mortal, it must be a treasure.

Fang Cun looked at a foot of long fiery red incense, and found that he didn't know it at all, so he put the incense burner and incense into the bag, and then, Fang Cun stretched out his hand a little, and the two futons on the ground were picked up by the aura and flew into Fang Cun's hands.

After a closer look, he immediately recognized the spiritual material for weaving the futon, which was made of alder leaves

This made Fang Cun's heart tremble!

Shuttle alder wood is a kind of three-grade spirit wood, its effect can be said to be very rebellious, shuttle alder wood is not only the nemesis of ghosts, but also has a great restraint effect on the existence of heart demons and extraterritorial demon lords.

And the shuttle tree has been extinct in the immortal cultivation world tens of thousands of years ago, so the shuttle alder tree is rare to see in the immortal cultivation world for thousands of years, as long as there is a small section, it can stir up the boundless wind and clouds, and it can set off a bloody storm.

Although the shuttle leaf is not as precious as the shuttle wood, its function is exactly the same, so in the immortal cultivation world where the shuttle wood does not come out, the value of a shuttle leaf is no less than that of the shuttle wood.

And the two two-foot-sized futons in Fang Cun's hands are all woven from shuttle leaves, how rare this is, if the news leaks out, Fang Cun will definitely be hunted down by the heavens and the earth.

Fang Cun's eyelids couldn't stop beating, followed by crazy laughter, laughter became louder and louder, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, he bent over with laughter, and laughed out of breath.

The little mouse showed a suspicious look on the side, it didn't know the value of the leaves of the shuttle tree, so the other party laughed inexplicably and was very puzzled, and scratched the hair on his body with his little paws.

Half an hour later, Fang Cun's laughter finally stopped, looking at the futon in his hand, Fang Cun felt like he was dreaming at the moment, and then carefully put it into the storage bag.

He has already planned it, he will not tell anyone about coming to the Shijun Palace, otherwise the treasure is moving, and whoever is tempted by it will kill the other party, not to mention the Three Immortals Sect that implements the rules of the law of the jungle!

Fang Cun was happy at the moment, and he felt extremely cute when he looked at the little mouse at the moment, and touched the head of the little mouse with his hands, and then happily went to the bead curtain on the left.

The little mouse resisted this, and pushed away Fang Cun's hand with his little paws, and then combed his hair with his hand, and made a dissatisfied squeak.

He was looking forward to what the bead curtain on the left would bring to him.