Gou was 100 years before the game opened

Chapter 81 Professional licking
On the ground, the sword fairy's body had turned into a puddle of mud, and the inner armor of the spiritual weapon with restrained aura was wrapped in a mass of rotten flesh, which was really not very pretty.

Fang Chang disgustedly asked a paper puppet to put away the sword fairy's relic, and brought a cloud of water to clean it.

"Why is there no storage bag?"

Fang Chang looked around among the relics of the Sword Immortal, a damaged spirit weapon inner armor, a flying sword with dim brilliance, and a brass ring.

ring?

Storage Rings!

Fang Chang was stunned for a moment.

As expected of a great foundation-establishing monk, they all used the storage ring.

The storage ring is equivalent to the storage bag, not only the capacity upgrade, but also the privacy upgrade.

The lowest-level storage bag is the one that Fang Chang bought earlier with a spirit stone.

Not only does it not have the slightest anti-theft function, anyone can open it, but there is also the risk of the space breaking after being used many times.

With a more advanced storage bag, there is no space to break and the risk of items being lost.

Moreover, the capacity is larger, and it can also leave a mental imprint on the storage bag, which is equivalent to a private lock.

Within a certain distance, as long as it is touched by someone, it will be noticed immediately.

Then there is the storage magic weapon such as the storage ring.

The storage ring will be equipped with unique restrictions when it is refined, which is equivalent to a safe with a combination lock.

Once the brute force is cracked, the items in the storage ring will self-destruct.

And this password is usually the fluctuation of the spiritual consciousness of the owner of the storage ring.

Of course, not being able to brute force cracking does not mean that it cannot be cracked.

There is a goalkeeper in the goal, so why not shoot?
The fastest way is to refine the prohibition of the storage ring, which is equivalent to invading the underlying code, no matter how fancy the password is set, it will be useless.

But Fang Chang is obviously not good at this.

All he can do is the most stupid way, constantly trying to imitate the fluctuation of the sword fairy's spiritual consciousness with his own spiritual consciousness.

Right, the storage ring is opened.

"Boiled!"

Holding the treasure mountain in his hand but not entering, Fang Chang was in a fucking mood.

"what happened?"

Seeing Fang Chang's expression changing, Li Hu couldn't help asking curiously.

Fang Chang talked about the storage ring.

This is the common spoils of the two, and he never thought of monopolizing it.

Li Hu frowned: "There is such a thing."

"Why don't you give me a try." He said after deliberation, "I've fought against him many times, and imitating his spiritual fluctuations should be much easier than yours."

Fang Chang thought that it would take at least a while to crack the storage ring, so he casually threw it to Li Hu.

"Brother, let's try it, just remember not to refine it violently."

After finishing speaking, he fiddled with the spirit armor and flying sword.

The spirit armor is a good thing, but the surface of the spirit armor was punched one by one by Li Hu's fist, and there were fine cracks in some places, which greatly damaged its power.

Fang Chang looked distressed.

What he lacked was such a spirit armor.

You must know that when he got the spirit stone in Fangshi, his first reaction was to buy a pair of middle-grade magic weapon inner armor with the highest level of ability. After refining, he never left his body all year round.

If this pair of spirit armor were to be repaired, the materials alone would probably require a few high-grade spirit stones to start with, and a senior craftsman had to be found to help.

As for the flying sword, this thing and the Sword Immortal cultivated both life and death. With the death of the Sword Immortal, its spirituality was greatly damaged in an instant.

In this regard, Fang Changmen is clear.

Sword fairy profession, specializing in a flying sword, so high risk and high reward, success is also a flying sword, and failure is also a flying sword.

However, this flying sword has been tempered and cultivated by sword immortals for many years, and countless materials have been invested, even if it is only materials, it is very precious.

Not to mention that it itself is a flying sword embryo. Although its spirituality has been greatly damaged, it should not be difficult to refine it into a sword of the spirit level.

Roughly, no matter what is in the storage ring, the inner armor and flying sword alone are worth dozens of high-grade spirit stones, and hundreds of thousands of spirit stones if replaced by low-grade spirit stones.

Get rich once in a while, but that's all.

Fang Chang swallowed, how many paper figurines would he have to tie.

Murder and set fire to the golden belt, the ancients honestly did not deceive me.

calm down!

Fang Chang took a deep breath to calm down his restless mind.

After all, as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, if you treat others as prey, sooner or later you will become prey yourself.

This time it was a forced counter-kill.

Well, it's just a counter-kill.

Fang Chang persuaded himself not to be too impulsive, and Li Hu's happy voice came from the other side.

"Second brother, I seem to have opened it."

"Um??!"

Fang Chang turned his head in astonishment, and saw the storage ring floating in front of Li Hu. With a wave of his hand, a pile of things suddenly appeared on the ground.

The first thing that catches the eye is a hill-like white spirit stone, about one meter high, layered on top of each other, at least 10,000+ pieces.

There are also a large pile of light red middle-grade spirit stones, at least hundreds of pieces, and then there are dozens of purple top-grade spirit stones.

There are also seven pill bottles, four magical artifacts, five jade boxes, and a pair of formation plates inlaid with purple spirit stones.

But all of this pales in comparison to the six-story golden pagoda suspended in mid-air.

The golden pagoda is small and golden, but not tacky. It is about [-] centimeters high, and it is more than enough to hold the bottom of the pagoda with the palm of your hand.

Fang Chang threw an Appraisal Spell directly without thinking about it, and then the mental strength that had just recovered was taken away again, and he almost couldn't stand still.

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[Disha Town Prison Golden Pagoda (broken) (ancient treasure)]

【introduce:? ? ? 】

[Note: The terrifying cross-boundary power has erased its magic weapon spirit. 】

[Note 2: It is recognizing the master. 】

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Recognize the Lord? ?
Many question marks appeared on Fang Chang's head.

I saw bursts of golden light emitting from the golden pagoda, and the huge and soft force pushed Fang Chang far away.

And Li Hu is in the center of the golden light, the golden pagoda hangs above his head, and a golden beam of light connects Li Hu from the golden pagoda.

Fang Chang couldn't help but stare eagerly.

No wonder Li Hu was so miserable before, almost being chased and hammered to death. His feelings were first suppressed and then raised, and there is still such a big opportunity waiting for him.

This sword fairy who looks very naughty has the same identity as the big spider, and he is also a treasure-giving boy.

The storage ring was probably opened by Jinta himself.

Thinking about one hundred thousandth of my refining level, well, now it is two tenths of a hundred thousandth of the Eye of the Demon.

They are both ancient treasures, why is there such a big gap?

Fang Chang only felt that he had eaten a basket of lemons.

Damn, it's really sour.

He regained his vitality silently, waiting for the end of Jinta's recognition of the Lord.

It's time to test the brotherhood.

Whether his investment for such a long time will double his profits or lose his money will be decided at this moment.

Wait until the moon sets and the sun rises.

Day and night passed.

Fang Chang had already recovered, and he also studied the relics of the Sword Immortal by the way.

Most of the elixirs were qi-refining elixirs, the second-tier mid-tier Zhenyuan elixir, the second-tier top-tier detoxification elixir, and none of the healing elixirs left. The sword fairy might not be in his prime when facing them.

The magical artifacts are two medium-grade magical artifacts and one top-grade magical artifact. They are brand new without any trace of refining. They are probably gifts that this sword fairy is planning to reward or give to others.

And the jade box contains elixir, which is more than 500 years old, and it is the main material for refining second- and third-tier elixirs.

The formation disk is a second-rank top-grade Dharma protection formation disk.

After being arranged, it can protect the whole body at a distance of 50 meters, and can resist the attack of the peak foundation monk for a stick of incense at most.

Generally used for retreat.

Not far away, the golden light converged, and the ancient golden pagoda shrank again, turning into a streak of golden light that pierced into Li Hu's brow.

That is where the sea of ​​consciousness of the monks is located, also known as the Niwan Palace, the upper dantian, and generally high-grade magic weapons make their homes here.

As for lower-level spirit weapons, they are cultivated in the lower dantian.

The lower magic weapon can only be carried with you.

Li Hu suddenly opened his eyes, a divine light bloomed in his eyes, and he looked straight at Fang Chang.

(End of this chapter)