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The white dragon sword's backlash against the soul made Wang Ziqiao suffer a lot, but he had nothing to say, but this also further proved that this sword is not simple.

What made him most curious was that a famous sword should be put together with a piece of broken stone, and it was an alternative. Could it be that the value of this broken stone was comparable to that of a famous sword?

But because of the lessons learned from the past, Wang Ziqiao did not dare to use his mental power to explore the stone, and asked: "Senior Sikong, what is so precious about this stone? How can it be ranked with the famous sword?"

Sikong Feihu smiled: "To be honest, I don't know what the specific use of this stone is, but an ancestor of my Kunlun School once said that this stone is a precious stone, and it is even more valuable than this White Dragon Sword. Both are more precious, the ancestor never told a lie, so I put this stone and the White Dragon Sword side by side, it can be regarded as choosing one of the two!"

"Then I don't know where this stone comes from?" Prince Qiao asked again.

"Meteorite from beyond the sky!" Sikong Feihu replied.

"Oh?" Wang Ziqiao was very surprised. He took the stone in his hand and felt it. It was much heavier than ordinary stones. It was only the size of an egg and weighed fifty or sixty catties. It can be seen that its density must be very high, almost black. Well, there's nothing special about it.

Out of curiosity, he still used his mental power to wrap the stone up and then slowly penetrated in. There was still a metal-like substance inside. After about two or three centimeters deep, Wang Ziqiao's mental power suddenly discovered that there was actually a piece of meteorite inside the meteorite. Rice grain-like white crystals.

When his mental power penetrated into the crystal object again, he suddenly felt like a vacuum inside.

"Is the stone hollow?" Wang Ziqiao secretly asked, and his mental power penetrated into this seemingly narrow space again.

But what surprised him was that his mental power seemed to travel through time and space, and he was instantly confused. While he was shocked, before he had time to withdraw his mental power, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

This place looks like a cave. The cave is square, with a length, width and height of more than four meters each, which is equivalent to a large room.

Prince Joe was stunned, because he suddenly thought of an extremely precious magic weapon that was remembered in the magician's remnant soul: the space ring.

The space ring is also called the storage ring. It can absorb some necessary items of the magician, but its own weight will not change. This kind of thing is extremely precious. Sometimes even a kingdom does not necessarily have one. Only noble magisters can wear it.

And the magician in his memory didn't have such a precious thing.

The space ring is like a small independent space, but it is connected to the outside space. Time and space are static, but it has a certain power of space. It can automatically absorb objects. Anything put inside will not go bad and can be kept fresh.

Right now, this meteorite is an unprocessed space artifact. It seems to be only the size of a house, but it can also hold a lot of things. As long as it can be successfully refined, it will no longer need to carry such a package when going out in the future. It can also be loaded in. If only gold is loaded, it can also hold [-] tons.

Moreover, this kind of space artifact is different from the turtle shell. Although there is space in the turtle shell, it is just an artificial two-dimensional soul space, which is equivalent to being composed of countless planes, which can only accommodate elements or souls. Three-dimensional things cannot enter. Although the soul has a feeling of being separated from the body, it is not a real space. The space ring is not much different from the external space.

She was shocked, but Wang Ziqiao didn't dare to show it. She looked at the stone in confusion, then looked at the White Dragon Sword, and said, "Forget it, I want this stone. This White Dragon Sword is yours. I can't take away the treasure of the Kunlun School, and I don't have enough cultivation to use this divine sword. If I use it forcibly, it will definitely hurt my soul!"

After saying a word, Prince Joe stuffed the stone into his pocket.

Seeing this scene, all the people in the room sighed. They all thought that Wang Ziqiao had picked up sesame seeds and discarded the watermelon. Instead of the extremely precious White Dragon Sword, he actually wanted this broken stone?

Sikong and his wife also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said: "Since Wang Ziqiao chose the stone, we will do as he wishes, Xiaotian, you take Wang Ziqiao to the library, and give him the skill of rejuvenating the old and the young." Watch, remember, he only has half an hour!"

"It's Master Uncle!" A burly young man with a big sword on his back came in from the door and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Ziqiao!

Wang Ziqiao glanced at Huo Xiang, Huo Xiang nodded with a smile, and then he left the hall with Xiaotian.

The two were in front of each other, and no one spoke. Wang Ziqiao wanted to chat with the other party, but seeing the other party's face was somber, as if he owed me money and would not pay back, Wang Ziqiao also lost interest in chatting.

Soon, the two came to the library pavilion of the Kunlun School through the mountain trail. This is a three-story small building made of stone. The door is very quiet, but there are disciples of the Kunlun School guarding it.

Xiaotian first talked to the disciple for a few words, and then led Wang Ziqiao into the Library Pavilion.

Zangshu Pavilion is very large, and there are many rooms in it, and there are also people guarding it. Prince Qiao was taken to an empty room by Xiaotian, only to hear Xiaotian say: "You wait here, and someone will send you back to childhood in a while." Watch it for you!"

Wang Ziqiao nodded without saying a word, and a few minutes later, an elderly white-bearded old man came to Wang Ziqiao holding a book, and said, "Little baby, cherish this half an hour, this book The book is my Kunlun School Zhenpai Magical Art of Rejuvenation!"

"Thank you very much!" Wang Ziqiao took the book and looked it over carefully. It was a thread-bound book. On the cover was a picture of a man, written in traditional Chinese characters of "rejuvenating old and young". Opening the contents, the font is also Handwritten traditional characters, above the body pictures of the same people, but different meridians are drawn on the body, and under the picture are a few esoteric sentences, which Wang Ziqiao can barely understand. This is the way to operate the magic power. It is full of pictures and texts.

He reads very quickly, and with a sweep of mental power, he directly stores it in his mind. With the memory of the two worlds, it doesn't take long to understand this knowledge.

Soon, he discovered the problem. This book might really be the art of rejuvenation, but it was just a diagram of the movement of men's meridians, and he guessed that the art of rejuvenation should be a classic of double cultivation. , at this time, it seems that if the guess is not wrong, then the Kunlun faction has reservations.

"As for whether it's true or not, I'll use my spiritual power to investigate it myself, won't it be clear?" Wang Ziqiao smiled, and the spiritual power had already spread out.

Although the secret books of the Kunlun School are distributed in different rooms, to Wang Ziqiao, they are all very close.