Chu Bofan completely ignored Wen Dali, who had passed out, and roughly calculated the time, this person would not be able to wake up for a while and a half. He had enough time to loot the vault of this Taishi Mansion to solve his urgent needs. However, I am afraid that there are many dreams at night, so I still have to speed up. While thinking about Chu Bofan, he quickened his steps, and after a while, he came to the door of the vault.

Chu Bofan looked at the door of this vault by the bright moonlight, and couldn't help but feel speechless for a while. The surface of the door of this vault shone with a faint layer of gold, and I don't know whether it was gilded or all gold, and it really lived up to the name of the vault. Chu Bofan couldn't help but feel hot, although he was already an immortal cultivator of the Spiritual Qi Realm, most of the cultivation resources he needed could be purchased with worldly money. Now that he has come to this Wen Mansion, the door of this vault alone makes people think about it, and Chu Bofan can't help but secretly exclaim. In this way, you don't have to worry about your cultivation resources. Chu Bofan calmed down his excitement, took out the key, opened the door, and entered it cautiously.

The vault was black and hollow, and I could only vaguely see that there seemed to be many cabinets with different words written on them. Chu Bofan slowed slightly, stretched out his hand to his calf, took out a fire fold, and carefully blown, making the fire fold brighter. Then there was a faint but clear firelight, and Chu Bofan saw the whole picture of Wenfu's vault for the first time, and his face couldn't help but become crying and laughing.

In this spacious house, there are indeed different tall cabinets, but the words written on them make Chu Bofan look strange. Those huge cabinets were clearly written with all kinds of precious medicinal materials, rare treasures, and ancient porcelain, and Chu Bofan couldn't help but look stunned for a while. Suddenly, Chu Bofan saw something, and his originally calm face became excited. Running towards the object in three steps and two feet, holding it in his hand.

Isn't this the famous work of the great poet of the Qin State, the Jiangling Layman---- Yanshan Flying Birds? In those days, the Jiangling Layman used a Tibetan poem to mock the Son of Heaven for his excessive prostitution, and the Son of Heaven was furious, arrested him, and sentenced to death. When searching for the residence of the Jiangling monks, he never found his masterpiece, which made the emperor angry, and finally he had to give up. Later, what the world saw was a copy of a fake. According to the wild book, the Jiangling monks were actually from the Chu State, but they grew up younger than the Qin State. The matter of composing poetry was only due to the grievances between the two countries back then. However, there are also books that record that the Gangneung layman was not executed that year. It's just that because the emperor was extravagant back then, everyone has long lost their love for him. Because of this, with the help of his friends, the Jiangling lay man was able to buy off the cell boss and find another condemned prisoner to steal the beam and change the pillar, and he was lucky to get his life. Since then, he has changed his appearance and traveled far and wide, not knowing where he went. Today, I found his masterpiece in this palace, although I can't verify the authenticity of this thing, but it can also show that this vault must be able to let me return with a full load. Chu Bofan's face was full of excitement, this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing made him really want to stop. He shook his head, calmed his impetuosity a little, and looked at the tall cabinets full of treasures with fiery eyes. After a while, his eyes rested on one and he walked towards it.

It was a cabinet made of slightly smaller blue and yellow wood, and Chu Bofan knew that most of the things made of this wood were to maintain the medicinal properties of a class of medicinal materials, that is, the medicine that he would use sooner or later to diffuse the meridians. Chu Bofan couldn't wait to open it with excitement, only to see two medicinal herbs with purple stems lying quietly in it. Chu Bofan picked it up and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, revealing a satisfied expression. Said happily: "Purple stem grass, named for its unique purple rhizome, is sunny by nature. After the ripening cycle, it is about an inch in size and grows mostly in desert oases with dry climates. It has a single function, but the effect is amazing. It is an indispensable medicine for martial arts practitioners to spread their own meridians and advance. It's hard to find, but now it's a blessing for me to get it in one fell swoop. Chu Bofan couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that his wealth was so developed, and he found the rare treasure of purple stem grass for the first time, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and the best way to express it might be to look harder for it.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, and after about a quarter of an hour, Chu Bofan looked at the pile of medicinal herbs on the table with satisfaction, and fell into indescribable excitement. With so many precious medicinal materials, it is estimated that there is not much problem in cultivating to the third level of spiritual energy, and there is no need to worry about cultivation anymore. Although there is a lack of spiritual energy here, there are so many precious medicinal materials as cultivation resources, and if you think that your own cultivation will not be much worse than that of the disciples in those sects. However, the top priority is to keep these medicinal materials properly, and at this time, Chu Bofan thought of Yin Xiaozi.

Chu Bofan secretly shouted three times: "Yin Xiaozi senior." Then he waited quietly. As soon as Chu Bofan's words fell, a pale silver light flashed, and when he looked at it again, the medicinal herbs on the table had disappeared. Chu Bofan didn't have a strange expression when he saw this, this was the code that had already been agreed with Yin Xiaozi. If it weren't for the silver Xiaozi here, I'm afraid that I, a half-hung immortal cultivator, would only be able to take three or four of them. But where have those things been included? It seems that he is still lonely and unheard, and it seems that he has to ask Yin Xiaozi for the common sense of these immortal cultivation worlds, so as not to make a fool of himself in the future.

Just after Chu Bofan searched for it, he was still immersed in joy. Without noticing at all, another black figure with a long sword on his back quietly appeared in front of the gate, revealing a pair of cold eyes under the cold moonlight.

The man was slightly stunned, and a hint of suspicion flashed on his originally expressionless face. He couldn't help but secretly look at Chu Bofan's outfit, and after a little hesitation, his right hand quietly stretched out his back, and slowly pulled out the seven-foot long sword! The man didn't move, but the sword in his hand was moving, and more than a dozen sword flowers had been completed in an instant, which was terrifying. The man just looked at the sword, and the sword just flashed towards the young man, flashing with a cold killing intent.

Chu Bofan was happy, but suddenly felt that the temperature around him seemed to drop a little, and there was a little more strange taste. Chu Bofan seemed to feel something, and he didn't move, just stood quietly. There are no words, no doubts. Although he didn't know who was behind it, there was nothing wrong with that cold killing intent.

The next moment, Chu Bofan suddenly felt that the sword moved!

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