Accidentally, a white gas was sucked into Lan Feng's nostrils, and suddenly, a refreshing feeling poured into his heart and spleen, making him extremely comfortable. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What is this thing?" Lan Feng put the red gourd aside, his eyes wide as he observed.

I saw a lot of dew gathered outside the gourd, and the dew gradually disappeared, seeping into the gourd and disappearing, and then the white gas inside the gourd became more refined.

"Haha, it turned out to be a dew-absorbing container. You know, dew is an extremely pure liquid, and the gas condensed by this thing should be very precious!" Lan Feng put his nose on the mouth of the gourd and inhaled slowly, and suddenly, all the fatigue in his body disappeared, as if he had slept comfortably, refreshed, and refreshed.

"I really picked up a treasure. Lan Feng placed the red gourd at the entrance of the cave and let it absorb the night dew between heaven and earth, and when the gourd reached saturation, he found the black wooden plug that matched the gourd from the miscellaneous items in the corner storage bag, and just plugged the gourd mouth and threw it into the storage bag.

Immediately after, he took out the charged thorn ball from the storage bag again, groaned a little, took a deep breath, and a huge divine sense instantly emitted, all gathered on the black thorn ball.

After a while, the Thorn Ball and the lightning bolt separated, becoming two isolated parts.

Faintly seeing a white light flashing on the thorn ball, Lan Feng rubbed his eyes vigorously, and there was no movement on the thorn ball.

"It seems that it was an illusion just now!" Lan Feng turned his gaze and looked at the lightning bolt floating in the air.

That lightning bolt doesn't seem to have been fully tamed yet. Floating in the air, there was a "stinging" sound, and there was a tendency to rush towards Lan Feng at any time.

Lan Feng had just sent out only the early stage of the Jindan Divine Consciousness, this time, he used all his strength to send out the late stage of his Jindan Divine Consciousness, and under the effect of the blood Gu in his body, the momentum of the Qing Tribulation was completely suppressed.

"Slash!" Lan Feng's eyes narrowed, and he lightly pointed at a boulder on the inner wall of the cave, and Qing Zheng stabbed "stab", and slashed very obediently in the direction that Lan Feng was pointing.

The hard stone was instantly split into pieces of stone by the Qing Tribulation, and fell to the ground with a loud bang. A huge hole also appeared in the wall of the cave, but it did not penetrate the cave, but only deeply dented.

"The things of the heavenly realm, that's how powerful they are. If you have the opportunity in the future, you must go there for a walk. Lan Feng looked at Qing Tribulation floating next to the hole, smiled with satisfaction, and with a slight hook of his fingers, Qing Tribulation was like an obedient child, slowly floating towards him.

Lan Feng left a divine thought in the Qing Tribulation, and the Qing Tribulation was completely controlled by him at this time, and he no longer worried that the magic weapon in the storage bag would be destroyed again. He threw the thorn ball into the storage bag along with the green calamity.

At that moment, there was a sudden thud, and it seemed that something had fallen out of his sleeve. Lan Feng looked down, wasn't this the small porcelain vase that the young disciple used to collect his soul two years ago?

He was instantly interested, easily erased the young man's sense, picked up the bottle and observed it carefully.

The small porcelain vase is very exquisitely made, and the small flowers are painted with red pigment on it, and each small flower is lifelike, printed on the snow-white porcelain vase, like a red plum in winter. Lan Feng likes the spirit of plum blossoms the most.

"This porcelain vase is really beautiful. Lan Feng observed each plum blossom attentively, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

The small porcelain vase is a magic weapon dedicated to collecting lonely souls and wild ghosts, and it has a name that does not match its own role at all, but it is very good, called a glass bottle. If you put this bottle in a shiny place, the white bottle will become a little transparent, and the red plum blossoms will be reflected in a dark place, which is very beautiful.

This introduction to the porcelain vase was also told to him by the knowledge of the Shang Shui Division.

"It seems that the harvest this time is quite big. Lan Feng wiped the porcelain vase crystal clear with his clothes, and carefully put it into the colorful rope.

The only thing that made him regret was that among all the treasures, there was not a futon he was looking forward to, he shook his head helplessly, sat on a pile of dry grass in the corner of the cave, closed his eyes and breathed in, and his divine consciousness quickly entered the dream space.

Time is passing, never stopping, in the blink of an eye, three years have passed in a hurry, and the day of leaving the customs has arrived.

On the west peak of Chu Yunfeng, the stone doors of more than two hundred caves were opened one by one, and all the disciples who walked out of the cave mansion had a look of emotion and galloped towards Chu Yunfeng.

In front of the door of Cave No. 266, a thick layer of dead leaves had been piled up, and from time to time, a few strange long insects crawled out of it, looked around, and burrowed into the dead leaves again.

Suddenly, an inexplicable wind blew, and the dead leaves on the ground were blown away in an instant, and the No. 266 stone gate actually rose slowly upward.

When the stone gate was halfway up, a young man couldn't wait to get out of it, looking a little tired. The first thing he noticed was the hole next to it, which was blocked by fragments of stones.

The moment he saw the closed hole, his expression became a little panicked, and the spiritual power under his feet was running, and he quickly fled in the direction of Chu Yunfeng.