The dragon family loves money the most, so what will his treasure house be like for the Dongting Dragon Lord who is in charge of a water area
Passing through the shadow door cast by the strange tree was like a small teleportation array, because Rong Donglin and Li Anping were mortals, and their physical strength was not as strong as that of a monk, so they felt a slight sense of tearing. As for Xin Yuanping and Xiao An, they naturally had no adverse reactions at all.
After all, this is the handwriting of the Dragon Clan. This kind of short-distance teleportation array is already extremely perfect for monks. At least the current practice world has already abandoned this kind of magic circle that needs "spiritual stones" to operate—please , Even if the aura of his own cultivation is not enough, how can he have the mind to engage in such extravagant behavior. Besides, the direction of civilization on the earth has changed from practice to technology. No matter how far away it is across the ocean, there is no place that cannot be reached by plane in a day! Cultivators may lack pills, magic weapons, or spirit stones, but there really is no cultivator who lacks secular coins.
But the portal this time obviously did not transport them to a certain place in the Dragon Palace. To put it more clearly, Xin Yuanping and Xiao An could tell at a glance that this was not a simple warehouse!
On the contrary, it is more like the existence of Dongting Dragon Palace, which is clearly placed at the bottom of Dongting Lake. No matter how advanced the technology has been over the years, it has not been detected.
Not only because Dragon Palace itself avoids technological detection, but more importantly, such a place itself has stabilized a certain large-scale different-dimensional space. How can it be detected with the current technology of the earth alone
The same is true for the treasure house in front of me. It may be connected to the Dragon Palace, or it may be another separate space outside the Dragon Palace.
Because what appeared in front of everyone was not a cold warehouse, but an open space with many courtyards!
Long ago, these courtyards housed the treasures accumulated by the Dragon Clan for generations, carved beams and painted buildings, all of which were extremely valuable. But now, when Xin Yuanping saw the crumbling plaque in the first courtyard and the door frame that was already on the verge of collapsing, her face was unswerving.
"Do you recognize the words on this plaque, is it a treasure house?" Xin Yuanping turned her head and asked Rong Donglin with a cold expression.
"Jiuhua Palace." The plaque on the door naturally couldn't be the two words "treasure house" naked, and Dongting Dragon Lord's taste is not that low.
But when Rong Donglin read the words, even he himself was excited. The bamboo slips they sorted out, the treasure place of the Dragon Lord, was divided into nine palaces, and each palace contained treasures of different levels. The "soul-nourishing wood" that Luo Ran was looking for was extremely valuable to the cultivation world. It was a treasure that was not known in real life. In the Jiuhua Palace, it was only placed on the seventh floor, which shows the wealth of the Dragon Clan.
Xin Yuanping's face relaxed: "That's right here."
It was true, but seeing the dilapidated courtyard, Xin Yuanping really didn't have much confidence in how many treasures there were in the Jiuhua Palace.
Rong Donglin was not greedy, he only hoped that when the Dragon King moved, he would dislike the heavy wood, so that he could leave some residue in the seventh palace.
Everyone walked carefully through the path in front of the Jiuhua Palace, fearing that the Dragon Lord would set up a trap in front of the palace to teach them a lesson for those who dare to covet the treasures of the Dragon Palace. Fortunately, there was no abnormality all the way to the door.
The steps were also dusty and inconspicuous, and everyone felt that this was a sign that the treasure house of the dragon clan was dilapidated. At that time, everyone was still dazzled by the golden light that poured out.
This is an empty inner hall with large round pillars, carved windows and roof beams, and appropriate gold-covered but not vulgar table and chair decorations. The flower hall of wealthy families in ancient times.
It is a completely different scene from the dilapidated appearance!
What is even more inconceivable to everyone is that the selected objects floating in mid-air are small and exquisite, wrapped in a transparent mist, with different heights, floating and rotating, passing by everyone from time to time, at a speed that varies from time to time. Slow, fantastic dream.
what are these? !
What slid past Xin Yuanping's eyes this time was a hairpin wrapped in a transparent mist. The simple and generous shape, fine workmanship, and the magnificent bright blue that is rarely seen in ancient jewelry, are wrapped in a transparent mist. A female devil like Xin Yuanping can't match the love of beauty in a woman's nature—it's been many years, and she has never felt that something is beautiful, but she is human. Lin Luoran's is not the most beautiful, but she has a decisive temperament, which makes Xin Yuanping There is an urge to destroy.
But this hairpin amazed Xin Yuanping, but at the same time she just wanted to keep it for herself.
This kind of jewelry is naturally only worthy of her in the world. A black thread appeared on Xin Yuanping's fingertips, and she wanted to catch the hairpin, but the latter was as slippery as a loach, always passing by the black thread, which made Xin Yuanping very annoyed ! She snorted coldly, moved her fingertips slightly, and the black thread wove into a fine and large net, covering it towards the hairpin.
From a common sense point of view, this is already foolproof, but who would have thought that the hairpin covered by the black net, wrapped in a transparent mist, would break out and slip to the other end of the hall in a blink of an eye!
Huh! Xin Yuanping's eyesight was also unusual, and she quickly noticed that something was wrong. The black net was not damaged, it was the transparent mist that stretched and contracted, and it slipped out of the encirclement of the black net flexibly! Moreover, when Xin Yuanping forcibly collected the net, she felt a resistance that could not be called ruthless, but could not be questioned.
The situation made it clear that forcible seizure was not allowed, so Xin Yuanping didn't do it immediately, and stood in the hall thinking.
What slipped under Xiaoan's nose was a sapphire porcelain vase with a small piece of red paper stuck on it. The words "Mugandan" made Xiaoan's neck stiff. The effect of the cultivator is even better than that of the Foundation Establishment Pill! According to the ancient records in Guanzhong, Mu Gan Dan has amazing effects on cultivation below the alchemy stage... No, he must take this pill and dedicate it to the temple master. Compared with the precious dragon marrow, this "Mu Gan Dan ", perhaps it is what the viewer who is stuck in the late stage of foundation establishment urgently needs.
Xiao An flung out four pieces of paper talismans, and surrounded the sapphire vase in a gesture of encirclement.
Standing by the side, Xin Yuanping's eyelids twitched when she saw the paper talisman thrown out by Xiao An. rune array! This little Taoist priest's talent is indeed outstanding, can such a low level of cultivation still use the Talisman Formation
Xiaoan is proficient in techniques, and the power of mysterious talismans is also formed between the talisman formations. This is a small talisman mainly "sleepy". It firmly fixes the slippery sapphire porcelain bottle in midair, buzzing .
Xin Yuanping was a little surprised, but soon laughed.
The buzzing talisman array originally held the sapphire vase in place, but when Xiao An took it carefully, an explosion of spiritual disorder occurred at his fingertips, the talisman paper naturally turned into soot, and the sapphire vase fled away like a hairpin Well, if Xiaoan hadn't retreated quickly, she might not be able to keep her right hand! If so, he was also in a mess, and many small holes were burned on the Taoist robe.
Both of them monks failed!
These ghost things are tempting, but also cunning.
Xin Yuanping was a little annoyed that the two monks Rong Donglin and Li Anping didn't get any benefits, let alone the two mortals.
But at this moment, a white light flew towards Li Anping, and soon came to him.
Li Anping himself was in a kind of fright, and didn't know how Xin Yuanping would deal with him. In addition, Lin Luoran's death and Ai Li's serious injury made him in a daze. Seeing the white light flying towards him, Li Anping caught it, and the white light stayed in his hand quietly.
Li Anping was taken aback, and looked down, the transparent mist disappeared, and he was wearing a belt-like thing with a beautiful jade dotted on it, overflowing with aura.
"Storage belt!"
Xiaoan and Xin Yuanping recognized this thing almost at the same time. It was because he recognized it that he was astonished.
The lowest-level storage magic weapon in the cultivation world is naturally the storage bag. Due to the limitation of materials, the area is mostly small, and the placement of items is also chaotic. The higher level is the storage belt. Compared with the Qiankun bag, it not only has a lot more space inside, but also has small compartments for summarizing various items, which is really convenient. Even the world can't refine it now, not to mention the storage belt, the storage bracelet on it, the storage ring, and even more advanced storage magic weapons like Lin Luoran's beads.
The problem is that none of them could catch the slippery mist, why did it fly into the hands of a mortal like Li Anping? !
"Eh..." Rong Donglin, who was also absent-minded, felt a call from somewhere, raised his head, and saw a ball of white light flying towards him, appearing in front of him at once.
Under the gazes of Xin Yuanping and Xiao An, Rong Donglin hesitated for a while, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch the mist floating in front of him.
His fingers just touched the mist, and the thing wound itself up like a snake—