Chapter 48: The Loser

Seeing this scene, although Bai Xinyao didn't say a word, her white fists were already clenched tightly, and her heart was even colder, relying on cultivation alone, Bai Xinyao was not Du Ziran's opponent, if she arrived first, according to the door rules, the baby would belong to her directly, Du Ziran wanted to grab it, and she could go to the master in charge to reason.

However, Du Ziran took the lead...... And once Du Ziran handed over the Qiankun Stone, her chance to enter the Ancient Void Cave would also be completely shattered, and she would fight desperately for several years, but the bamboo basket would be empty.

Thinking of this, Bai Xinyao's heart flashed with sadness, but the expression on her face was still cold.

"Senior Sister Bai, I'm sorry to let you run for nothing. Zhao Zihuai looked at Bai Xinyao's cold expression and smiled faintly.

Bai Xinyao didn't speak, just squinted her eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Zihuai, with anger and disappointment in her heart.

"I heard that Senior Sister Bai is only nine eyes less than Senior Brother Du's meshes, but I don't know how much worse Senior Brother Du will be after handing over the three Qiankun Stones, and there is not much time left before entering the Ancient Void Cave to open, and once you enter the Ancient Void Cave, ......"

"Bastard, who the hell did this!"

Before Zhao Zihuai could finish the rest of the words, in the cave, Du Ziran's roaring voice suddenly came, and the sound was so violent that even the gravel at the entrance of the cave could be seen falling off.

With such a voice coming out, Bai Xinyao, Zhao Zihuai, and even the other disciples' expressions couldn't help but change slightly, and from Du Ziran's tone, it was obvious that they could hear endless anger and extreme disappointment.

Zhao Zihuai, who had a faint smile on his face before, had a stiff expression, and he could hear it from Du Ziran's voice alone.

Without pause, Zhao Zihuai, who was guarding the entrance of the cave, stepped into the cave, but when he saw a scene in the cave, he was completely petrified on the spot, and his eyes were even more open.

I saw more than a dozen large boxes in the cave, all of which were wide open, and the treasures and spirit stones inside were already empty, and there was not even a single hair left.

"Why is it gone...... Zhao Zihuai stood stunned on the spot, and couldn't help but make such a sound, and the whole person entered the ice cellar.

"How is this possible? This white-tailed forest is full of fierce spirits, how can anyone be able to get ahead of me?" Du Ziran's eyes flashed fiercely, and there was a roar and roar in his voice.

What made Du Ziran even more angry was that he didn't let go of the gold leaf pasted in a few large boxes, and peeled it off with a knife.

Zhao Zihuai on the side, the corners of his mouth also twitched slightly, and his heart was dripping blood, especially when he saw a jade altar that had been knocked over in the middle of the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched again and again, there would definitely be no mistake, in this jade altar, what was placed was the immortal spirit.

At this moment, the anger and disappointment in his heart were no less than Du Ziran's, and even more so.

A year ago, he had already learned about the movement in the White-tailed Forest, and after careful investigation, he was sure that this was a relic left by the ancestor, and he possessed such a peerless thing as an immortal artifact.

Even the master of Shangqing Guan has promised that no matter what method is used, as long as he can bring the immortal spirit to the Shangqing Guan, he will give Zhao Zihuai a foundation to build a creation.

This is definitely a great creation, in the Lingqiu Kingdom, there are countless monks, but how many people can really achieve the Tao and build the foundation?

In order to be able to enter the depths of the Baiwei Forest safely, he could only use his best efforts to unite with Du Ziran, and with the help of his strength, he came to the depths of the Baiwei Forest.

But in the end, I never expected that it would be such a scene in front of me......

The great future of cultivation, the great opportunity to make a name for himself in the Lingqiu Country, at this moment, disappeared in front of Zhao Zihuai, how could he not be angry, how could he not be disappointed?

"Damn!" Zhao Zihuai's tone trembled, muttering to himself.

"Who is it? Who took my supreme treasure, who was so mad and ransacked the treasure of the ancestor so cleanly..."At this moment, Du Ziran even had an urge to kill, and when he stepped on it, the cave trembled three times, and the jade altar that originally contained the immortal weapon spirit was even more crushed.

This extreme disappointment is even more uncomfortable than killing Zhao Zihuai and Du Ziran.

There is no treasure here, it is meaningless to guard the entrance of the cave, when Bai Xinyao walked into it, when she saw the scene in front of her, a pair of apricot eyes also moved slightly, she had seen a lot of treasures in her life, but it was the first time that she was so clean, so thorough, so frustrated, and it was the first time that the goose plucked and the chicken and dog were not left behind.

And who did this?

However, Bai Xinyao was not at all disappointed or angry, but had a kind of joy after a fluke, after all, once Du Ziran got the treasure here, Bai Xinyao would undoubtedly be forced into a desperate situation, and if she wanted to enter the Ancient Void Cave, there was no hope.

It's okay now, everyone can't get it, it's a tie.

"This person really has a talent for treasure hunting. Bai Xinyao came to a large box and said leisurely, only to see that one side of the box was obviously split into a small piece, and the gap was very new, which showed that the treasure hunter was worried that the box had a mezzanine, so he split it and took a look, and refused to let go of it.

Du Ziran and Zhao Zihuai looked at Bai Xinyao who was talking coldly viciously, the anger in their hearts had reached the extreme, but there was nothing they could do, and now it was meaningless to turn their faces with Bai Xinyao.

"Senior Brother Du, that Ning Chen came out of the Baiwei Forest yesterday, could it be him?" Zhao Zihuai said to Du Ziran, his face was full of murderous intent, and he couldn't wait to break the corpses of the people who ransacked this place into pieces!

"Senior Brother Zhao is really good at spewing blood, Du Ziran used more than a hundred disciples to kill here in a day and a night, and a Ning Chen can only get here with only five layers of condensation? If it was really Ning Chen's doing, was Senior Brother Du's gang too incompetent, or was Ning Chen still powerful?" Bai Xinyao said in a relaxed tone, and said leisurely, the anger and loss just now had completely dissipated.

"Hmph!" Du Ziran glanced at Bai Xinyao coldly, snorted coldly, and then left with Zhao Zihuai stupidly.

As for Ning Chen, Du Ziran also felt that it was unreliable, he was alone, and he could come here with only five layers of condensation? What are you kidding, the danger of the Baiwei Forest, he had already seen it just now.

At this moment, Ning Chen didn't care about Du Ziran and them at all, but sat on the jade steps of the forging treasure tripod, and his face was about to squeeze out bitter water.

"It's just one step, one step!" Ning Chen suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, his heart hurting and rolling, and he had endless anticipation.

I saw that in the spirit vein sword box in his hand, there were already five fourth-level holy wood swords, each of which gave people a sense of domineering, and the faint thunder on it interpreted the violent power inside, but the one in Ning Chen's hand was still third-level......

The six holy wood swords in this spirit vein sword box are a set, complementing each other, missing a leg, the power will inevitably be reduced, and more importantly, the psychology can't pass this level, five with one, how to look at it and feel awkward.

But now Ning Chen has pawned almost all the valuable goods left by the ancestor to Xiao Qianbailingtu's pawnshop, and there are only five broken spirit stones left on hand, and the third-level holy wood sword is upgraded to the fourth level, and it costs forty spirit stones at a time, and the probability of success has dropped to two percent.

In order to create this peerless spirit vein sword box, Ning Chen calculated that at least nearly a thousand spirit stones had been burned, and Ning Chen felt incredible when he thought about it.

At this moment, Ning Chen's heart could be described as mixed, happy that even if there was a holy wood sword that did not reach the fourth level, the power of the holy wood sword was already extraordinary, and the worry was that he would instantly become a poor egg again.

Swish!

At this moment, Ning Chen suddenly felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the last trace of spirit stone that melted in the small Qianbailing diagram was also used up, and Ning Chen was directly kicked out of the Xiaoqianbailing World with the spirit vein sword box, like a Qinglou dealing with a guest who had no money, and he was very affectionate.

Appearing in his cave mansion again, the first reaction in Ning Chen's mind was, how many spirit stones can the cave house exchange?

Carefully putting away the ancient fan, Ning Chen looked at the Spirit Vein Sword Box again, his heart was full of unwillingness, even if he let himself upgrade all the holy trees to the fourth level, he would not be so uncomfortable.

The only consolation was that the Spirit Vein Sword Box could be upgraded to such a level and so powerful that no other monk could buy it with money.

Rummaged through the storage bag again, except for a few magic weapons that he had close to him, such as the dragon beard tribute pen and the snow demon scroll, there were no valuable objects, and he originally wanted to take the jade rainbow sword as a pawnshop, but the pawnshop of the small thousand hundred spirit map did not accept the things of living creatures at all.

"Spirit Stone!"

Ning Chen lamented.

Fortunately, at Ning Chen's critical moment, there was still a trace of reason, and three white incense pills were left from the ancestor's pill box, and the rest were either pawned or simply not accepted.

And now, in addition to the box of painting scrolls and classics left by the ancestor, there are more than a dozen pills that are not even wanted by the pawnshop.

Sighing slightly, Ning Chen put away the priceless Spirit Vein Sword Box with extreme care, so that his mind became calm, and he took a white incense pill left by the ancestor, preparing to devote himself to cultivation.

However, just when Ning Chen had just closed his eyes slightly and felt the dantian qi mass, his peaceful expression suddenly flashed a touch of strangeness, and his heart was full of surprise and incomprehension.