Chapter 43 The goose plucks its feathers

I saw an old man standing behind Ning Chen, quite tall and thin, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of a touch of coldness.

"This ......" Ning Chen's eyes opened slightly, just judging from the fluctuation of this aura, Ning Chen knew that the old man in front of him was by no means an ordinary lonely soul and wild ghost, what was it?

Ning Chen, who thought he was familiar with the strange light, couldn't explain it, that aura was even stronger than that of a thousand-year-old demon.

However, Ning Chen didn't think much about it, seeing the old man approaching step by step, Ning Chen sat cross-legged again, folded his hands, and recited the "Book of Wishes" regardless of his throat that was about to smoke.

Ning Chen thinks that he doesn't have the ability to save the common people, and the only thing he can do is to do good deeds when he sees it.

However, just when Ning Chen had just recited a few words, Ning Chen's heartstrings suddenly trembled, his expression moved, and his face was full of surprise.

"Who the hell are you?" Ning Chen blinked his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him with some surprise, with only a trace of golden light on his body.

The old man couldn't respond at all, just standing quietly a foot away from Ning Chen.

Ning Chen still has some understanding of this phenomenon in front of him, either the old man has done all the evil things during his lifetime and is in debt, or his cultivation is extremely profound, which is definitely not one or two grades higher than Ning Chen.

Ning Chen could feel the helplessness and sadness in the cold heart of the old man.

"It's hard, but whoever you are, whatever you've done in your life, I'll help you, and I just hope you'll have good thoughts in the future. Ning Chen looked at the old man silently, took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes.

This time, Ning Chen did not recite the "Ben Yuan Sutra", but began to recite the three Tibetan and twelve parts of the Dacheng Buddhist Sutra from beginning to end.

According to the words of Master Kujue, this is definitely a huge Dharma meeting in Buddhism, which is often recited by more than a dozen eminent monks, but now it can only be completed by Ning Chen alone.

Originally, Ning Chen hadn't slept all night, and he was hunted down and killed before, when he read the sixth part, Ning Chen's forehead had already grown beads of sweat the size of beans, and his voice was a little hoarse.

However, even so, Ning Chen raised his eyes and looked at the old man, the golden light on his body was already much more, so he continued to close his eyes and chant despite his exhaustion.

On the other hand, the old man looked at Ning Chen's trembling hands and the beads of sweat the size of beans, and a touch of emotion flashed in his cold eyes.

Three hours passed, and the time had already come to the afternoon, before Ning Chen finished reciting all the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, and the whole person collapsed on the spot.

At the same time, the old man in front of him was already covered with golden light, and his cold expression finally relaxed, however, just as the old man began to dissipate, I saw that the old man had slowly raised his hand and touched Ning Chen's forehead lightly, and finally turned into a ball of golden light and dissipated.

Ning Chen didn't care too much about the old man's move, maybe he was thanking.

Let's go.

Just when the old man disappeared completely, Ning Chen suddenly saw that something had fallen from the old man's body, and it fell in the grass, which was a bronze iron coupon.

Half a foot long, showing an arch, pick it up and take a look, it is covered with patina, it has been some years, one side is a figure that Ning Chen can't understand, like a beast's head, but the back is a simple map, obviously drawn with a hard object, extremely simple.

After looking at it over and over for a long time, Ning Chen's eyebrows curled slightly, isn't this the map of the Whitetail Forest? And what does the little cross on the map represent?

"I've heard Qiao Qiao say before that there is a treasure hidden in this white-tailed forest, could it be that this little fork is?" Ning Chen guessed to himself, and judging from this simple map, it didn't seem to be far from his current location, two or three hundred zhang.

"In that case, let's take a look. Ning Chen secretly made up his mind in his heart, sat on the ground and rested for a while, tidied up his tattered clothes, and then slowly got up, dragged his tired body, and walked towards the place marked on the simple map.

Along the way, in this small area where Ning Chen was, there were no lonely ghosts or ghosts, or ghosts, and amazingly, the white on the trees had gradually fallen off, revealing a touch of vitality.

When he came to the location marked on the map, Ning Chen saw that in front of him was a low bald mountain, like a dirt bag, without a single plant on it.

In front of him, there was a small cave, the entrance of the cave was not large, less than a zhang high, and only three or five feet wide.

"What is inside?" Ning Chen stood at the entrance of the cave and didn't dare to move rashly, he picked up a fire talisman between his two fingers and threw it into the cave, and a small ball of fire floated into the cave.

Well?

Suddenly, Ning Chen's expression moved, because by the light of the fire, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be something in the cave, and it was a box.

"Could it be a treasure, a spirit stone? This is the treasure left by the ancestor?" Ning Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, exuding a dazzling brilliance, his heart had already begun to flutter and beat, and the exhaustion of his body was swept away.

However, Ning Chen didn't dare to take it lightly, although the treasure was good, don't fall into an ambush.

So Ning Chen leaned down, picked up a large stone, and threw it into it with his arm with force.

Let's do it.

The stone fell into the cave and there was no response.

Subsequently, Ning Chen used several more methods, until he was sure that there was no mechanism in this cave, and then he was extremely cautious and tried to walk towards the cave one by one, always ready to turn around and run.

The journey was extremely smooth, and when Ning Chen stepped into the cave, his eyes moved slightly, only to see that the entire cave was not as small as he imagined, and the length and width were more than ten zhang.

The surroundings were covered with boxes of different sizes, and because they were covered with dust, Ning Chen couldn't tell what kind of material it was, but Ning Chen could preliminarily judge that these things were the relics of the imprisoned ancestors, but he didn't know what was inside.

Looking around, Ning Chen finally set his eyes on the big box beside him, and then carefully took out the Jade Rainbow Sword from the storage bag, then stood on the side of the wooden box, and used the tip of the sword to pick open the lid of the box little by little, and the whole person was ready to turn around and run anytime, anywhere.

Because Ning Chen had read from the books before, there were deeds of the mechanism hidden in the box, either poison gas or a crossbow.

However, when Ning Chen carefully opened the wooden box, his expression suddenly moved, his original cautious expression faded, and his eyes began to faintly shine with bright light.

I saw that the inside of the entire large wooden box was completely paved with gold leaf, and there were three shiny things in it, each of which was the size of a fist, ink blue and golden intertwined, looking beautiful, and this was the Qiankun Stone!

And this Qiankun stone has the same nature as the spirit stone, in other words, it is an ultra-high-grade spirit stone with ultra-high refinement and purity, and the market price is one hundred spirit stones that can be exchanged for one, but this kind of Qiankun stone is difficult to find.

In front of Ke Ningchen's eyes, there were three at once.

"Sure enough, it took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them. Ning Chen's eyes lit up, his face was full of excitement, he had tried his best to find the Qiankun Stone before, but he didn't expect that there would be three at once.

Without saying a word, Ning Chen didn't stop for a moment, grabbed the three Qiankun stones and put them directly into the storage bag, which was relieved.

With this Qiankun Stone, Ning Chen's incomparably favorite Spirit Vein Sword Box was also announced, and in the Demon Spirit Sect, the Qiankun Stone was also extremely sought-after, and even the sect had a clear rule that handing over a Qiankun Stone could get twenty meshes.

This is definitely a great reward, it can be imagined that Bai Xinyao, the eldest disciple of the inner sect of the hall, did not hesitate to spend several months for the sake of twenty eyes.

Then, Ning Chen didn't delay, and came to another big box, carefully picking open the lid with the tip of his sword, Ning Chen's excited cheeks moved again, only to see that in this big wooden box, it was an oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella surface was pure white, and the lifelike pink plum blossoms were painted on it, which was delicate.

Carefully took out the plum blossom umbrella and slowly unfolded it, Ning Chen immediately felt a strong aura rushing towards him, the umbrella bone was made of thunder robbery peachwood, and it was also covered with thunder lines, obviously this peach wood was not struck by a lightning strike.

This is definitely a treasure for making magic weapons, and then look at the painting on the fan, Ning Chen recognized it at a glance, this is definitely left by the ancestor of the prisoner, because on the covered bridge of the Fulang Pavilion, there is a small Qianbai Lingtu imitation of the ancestor of the prisoner, and Ning Chen already knows the penmanship of the ancestor of the prisoner.

"This plum blossom umbrella seems to have been raised by the imprisoned ancestor for a hundred years, and it is definitely a rare magic weapon in the condensation period. Ning Chen didn't study carefully how to use the plum blossom umbrella, and directly put it into the storage bag and opened the next treasure chest.

In this way, after the work of the two pillars of incense, Ning Chen had already swept away the six large boxes, and the storage bags were already full.

Fortunately, Ning Chen also got a spare storage bag from Linghuxuan, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to take away so many things.

Later, after opening the big box, Ning Chen no longer studied, as long as he found that there were things inside, whether it was a painting scroll or a precious ancient book, it could be loaded with all the orders, and he was even so mad that even the gold leaf inside the box was torn off little by little and put it into the storage bag, with a posture of plucking the feathers of a goose.

A full hour passed, Ning Chen did not fall, swept away more than a dozen large boxes, the whole person sat on the ground satisfied, excitement, excitement permeated the whole body, this is definitely the first windfall in Ning Chen's life, there are three precious magic weapons obtained, there are also three pieces of Qiankun stone, there is even a large box of spirit stones, dozens of pills, in addition, there are some precious books, ancestors' painting scrolls and so on.

"It seems that a good person has a good reward, if I hadn't crossed that old man, I wouldn't have gotten the bronze iron coupon, let alone found here. Ning Chen lovingly touched the two storage bags on his waist and muttered to himself, hunger, tiredness, and pain from the wound were gone.

Bang la blah.

Just as Ning Chen was muttering to himself, Ning Chen suddenly noticed that a small piece of the stone wall in front of him suddenly fell off, revealing a dark grid, and what was placed inside was a jade altar more than a foot high, emerald green, and emitting a dazzling light.

"This ...... What is it?" Ning Chen's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself.

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