Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomu and Su Yan glanced at each other, and their eyes were straight.

When I couldn’t catch it, I was blinded.

The heart of the Zen Master was also shocked by the scene before him. Only the flat-headed man performed very casually, shaking his head and sighing: "The treasure is chaotic."

Everyone has come back to God. For a moment, I forgot everything. I walked in the direction of the shelf and looked at the baby above.

The most stringed beads, red and white green pearl agate are all kinds of gems, as well as a variety of vessels made of gold and silver, wine, tea sets, all kinds of odd-shaped ornaments, countless.

Cao Weibo picked up a pair of jade bracelets, wiped off the water vapor on the top, and looked at the light: "This proper Hetian jade, I gave it to you."

"Don't make trouble." Su Yan did not pay attention to him, but Cao Weibo's words made her realize the situation in front of her, the doubts in her heart were more intense, and one of the most core issues came to mind:

Why are you here?

Thinking a little, she couldn't help but be wary. She pulled Ye Xiaomu's hand and whispered in his ear: "The situation is unknown, be careful!"

The tree-centered Zen master and others walked all the way to appreciate these treasures, picking up one from time to time, and taking a closer look at the discussion.

The flat-headed man seems strange to these, and went to the end of the room. Everyone found out that there was a doorway in front, but there was no door. The flat-headed man went over with a flashlight, and everyone kept up. This is still a warehouse. But there was no more jewelry, but a wooden box placed against the wall. The flat-headed man picked one, and took a few shots with his hands. The wood was all decayed, and all the shots were scattered.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, a glare of white light is reflected.

silver!

The silver ingots of white flowers are stacked neatly in wooden boxes.

Ye Xiaomu was the first to see the real silver ingot, and his eyes were straight.

The flat-headed man opened a box again. This time it was not a silver ingot, but it was a yellow gold bar...

There are more than a dozen wooden boxes in this room.

How much is this worth?

Is the silver one or two thousand?

Ye Xiaomu’s heart has not even had this concept, let alone see it with his own eyes.

This is simply the treasure house of the legend.

There is also a door in front. After entering, it is an unrepaired cave. It is ten times larger than the two warehouses in front. It is probably because the space is too big to be able to repair it. This is also the warehouse, but it is not stored. Gold and silver jewels, but armor and weapons, a road in the middle, armor piled on the left, a set of stacks neatly stacked, leaning against the rock wall, the entire wall is, looking at at least a few hundred sets.

On the other side of the road, all the weapons, rows of long guns, long swords, approached, because the moisture in the cave is too heavy, many are rusty.

"Someone!"

Cao Weibo flashed the electric light to the opposite wall, and stood alone against the wall. Everyone suddenly became nervous and touched the implement. The flat-headed man went straight and the flashlight was close. It was not a human being, but a pair of armor, a golden gold armor, hung on the wall with a helmet with horns on both sides.

On both sides of the armor, there is a raised tiger's head, and a waist-shaped beast head belt is hung around the waist. Ye Xiaomu looks up at the armor, thinking that if the armor is worn on a person, it is really mighty and domineering.

"This is the armor that General Chen passed through during his lifetime." The flat-headed man explained, looking up for a moment, walking in the other direction, circling from behind a large armor, there is still a door behind, this is a closed The iron gate had a door lock on the head of the beast. The flat-headed male commander Gu Shuai opened it with reinforced steel. Immediately after the door was pushed open, a familiar taste was released.

It is the smell of cinnabar.

Ye Xiaomu sniffed and sniffed, and it was also mixed with the smell of other medicines. He did not have long exposure time, but he could distinguish a few flavors by smell.

After entering, the inside is still a warehouse, and the mouth of the box is opened. The inside is full of medicine. It is sealed with kraft paper. There is a rare saltpeter powder. The outer one is hundreds of pieces. There is a big bag here...

"This is... Amethyst?" Su smoke grabbed a hay from a sack and smelled it for a long time. This kind of herb has a definite effect, and it is a very precious medicine. But it is born on the extreme northern iceberg, and it can only be seen on the edge of a mountain with a few kilometers or more. It is a life that you want to pick. Danger, naturally no one wants.

Therefore, the acacia is very rare in the market, one or two will have thousands, and here, there are actually pockets dried! This is not a question of money.

Pingtou male smiled and said: "Now people love life, and naturally they will not go to the ice and snow plateau to take risks, but at that time it is different. At that time, life is not worth the money. If an order goes on, even if you know that you are dead, you have to go."

He pointed at the things in the room and said: "There are a lot of precious medicines in the bags in these boxes. You can just take them casually."

Su Yandao: "You are like this, it is like a host."

The flat-headed man smiled. "You should be my host."

After talking through the room, the flashlight shines, there is still a room in front!

Everyone is really dumbfounded.

This room went in again, still the warehouse, the shelves... all the instruments!

Daomen's dusty gossip mirror money sword, Buddhism's Zen stick, rosary and multi-pocket print, everything, and some of them are the special instruments of some sects. These implements are covered with dust, because they can't absorb the Japanese Jingyuehua for a long time. It was dull and dull, but it didn't seem to be a few pieces of light, but Ye Xiaomu three people picked up a few unique styles to appreciate it, and suddenly surprised.

"This is made by Star Iron!" Cao Weibo held an iron wish and exclaimed.

"There is this jade, this is created by the extremely cold ice, incredible!" Cao Weibo also held a pair of jade, his eyes straight.

"The ones that can enter here are at least six-segment light, the seven-segment light is the most, and the eight-segment light has several pieces." The flat-headed man went inside, looked up and down, found a piece on the highest shelf. Red bracelets, hands picked up, prayed a lot, handed to the tree master.

"This is a blood walnut bracelet, which is said to be the personal instrument of the Tang Dynasty Master Kong Gang Sanzang, Jiu Duanguang!"

Everyone was shocked and they all went around.

"Impossible, walnuts, things from the Tang Dynasty to the present, almost two thousand years, is it not weathered?"

"Of course it is specially treated, there is iron ladle outside, and it will not be destroyed for thousands of years."