Changsheng's actions attracted everyone, and there was not even a sound of breathing around, which was extremely quiet.

Everyone wants to see if there is any treasure in the snail shell.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, something like a rag fell out of the screw shell.

It fell out, not floated out.

The rag was originally stuffed into the screw shell and was not even placed in the storage space of the screw mansion.

"Puff!! Hahahaha! It's empty haha!"

Guo Chen and Pang Feng immediately laughed. They thought that at least some spirit stones had to be installed in the rumpled mansion, but it turned out to be empty.

"Let you choose a snail shell and be with you!" Jiang Xiaolian was very angry, even Wen Qiuqing was a little disappointed, and felt sorry for Chang Sheng.

Not to mention how many elixirs there are in the porcelain bottle, the black knife alone is much more valuable than the empty rumpled mansion.

The monks of Qianyun Sect were very disappointed, while the people of Longyan Sect were very happy, especially the monk surnamed Sun, who not only mocked Chang Sheng, but also made smug instructions.

"I saw that I had a shallow experience. I actually chose the Luo Mansion. I didn't even look at how many treasures were piled outside and the large spiritual stones at the bottom of the coffin. The good things were all on the surface, and it was obvious that the Luo Mansion was empty."

"Senior Brother Sun is right! This is called greed and not enough to swallow an elephant." Guo Chen laughed.

"It's my turn, I want a black knife!" Pang Feng went up and grabbed the black knife, held it in his arms and kept watching, and said with surprise on his face: "The best magic weapon! It's indeed a top magic weapon!"

When I heard of the top-grade magic weapons, both the Longyan Sect and the Qianyun Sect cultivators all showed envy.

Most cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage use low-grade magic weapons. Those who can afford high-grade magic weapons must at least have to be in the late stage of Qi Refining, and they have a lot of money.

Being able to obtain top-grade magic weapons in the underground palace is considered a great fortune for a cultivator like Pang Feng who is in the middle stage of Qi refining.

In addition to envying, there were people on the Longyan Sect who were dissatisfied at first.

After all, Pang Feng’s cultivation is not high, and he is only in the middle stage of Qi refining. There are several masters in the late stage of Qi refining. It is not Pang Feng’s second choice to choose.

However, with the support of Senior Brother Sun, Pang Feng still got the black knife that he had been jealous for a long time. I don’t know what kind of deal he had negotiated with the monk named Sun in private.

The third sacrifice was selected by Qianyun Sect. Wen Qiuqing gave it to Jiang Xiaolian. Jiang Xiaolian began to look at the remaining sacrifices and wanted to pick out the best one.

The ownership of the sacrifice continued to be allocated here, and no one paid attention to Chang Sheng anymore, thinking that he suffered a great loss.

Chang Sheng was very careless. After using true qi to communicate with Luofu, he found that the space inside was not small, as big as a room.

Compared with weapons and pills, this storage tool is not only fresh but also very practical for him.

In addition to the Luofu, there is also something like a rag.

Chang Sheng carefully identified it.

The rag was dark green, square, the size of a handkerchief, and the texture was very good. It didn't even rot when buried in the ground.

After unfolding, you can see some landscapes painted on it, but they are not complete, just like a corner of a certain landscape pattern.

What a handkerchief?

Changsheng was puzzled for a moment. How could a guy who could use so many sacrifices to bury him with an ordinary handkerchief in the screw shell?

All sacrifices are what the tomb owner valued the most during his lifetime. I have never heard of anyone who likes handkerchiefs.

I looked carefully again and found that the four sides of the handkerchief were not flat, as if it was a section that was torn from a large piece of cloth.

Especially when Chang Sheng was staring at the mountains on the cloth, he actually saw a black dot moving slowly on a high mountain in the painting, just like someone was climbing a mountain!

This discovery surprised Chang Sheng very much. When he rubbed his eyes and looked at it, the black dots on the mountain had disappeared.

Hallucination?

Changsheng felt it was inexplicable.

The spider legs I just saw can be explained as corpse ants carrying food. He really can't explain the black spots on the rag climbing.

It must be my mistake...

Shake your head and put the handkerchief into the ruta.

It is very easy to store items using storage tools. You just need to open the ruta with true energy and then use it to collide with what you want to load.

While Chang Sheng put away the ruta mansion, Jiang Xiaolian also chose the offering, and she raised her hand to grab the white porcelain bottle.

"Even the Luo Mansion is empty, and the porcelain bottle should be empty. When the tomb owner is buried, he must put all his treasures on the surface. The spiritual elixir can exist all year round than other things. Once the years go by, the best spiritual elixir will gradually dry and disappear and be happy."

Just as Jiang Xiaolian's hand was about to touch the porcelain bottle, she heard the monk named Sun talking to herself not far away. Although it sounded like a bewitching sound, it also made some sense.

After a little hesitation, Jiang Xiaolian changed her target, staggered her hands from the porcelain bottle, and grabbed the sword in the bronze coffin.

"The best magic weapon."

Jiang Xiaolian raised the corners of her mouth, and couldn't tell how happy she was. She even had flying magic weapons, but she didn't take the top-grade magic weapons seriously.

Another top-grade magic weapon was obtained, and the disciples of Qianyun Sect were very happy. Although the first sacrifice he chose suffered a great loss, with this top-grade magic weapon, Qianyun Sect was not too disadvantageous.

"The elixir is mine!"

Just when the disciples of Qianyun Sect congratulated Jiang Xiaolian on obtaining the top-grade magic weapon, a monk named Sun from Longyan Sect grabbed the porcelain bottle in the bronze coffin.

"You don't even want such a good elixir. You really have shallow experience, haha! The top-grade magic weapon is indeed valuable, but I don't know that this bottle of spiritual elixir is even more valuable!"

The monk surnamed Sun was extremely proud at this time. He not only asked Chang Sheng to choose the most useless snail mansion, but also successfully bewitched Jiang Xiaolian over the porcelain bottle.

From beginning to end, the monk named Sun targeted this porcelain bottle.

He could conclude that the porcelain bottle must contain extremely valuable elixirs. He did it on purpose just now.

The purpose is to let Jiang Xiaolian skip the porcelain bottle and choose other offerings.

The monk surnamed Sun smiled and opened the porcelain bottle in front of everyone, and the fragrance of pills suddenly filled with fragrance!

"So fragrant! At least it's a low-grade spiritual pill!" Guo Chen exclaimed.

"I'm afraid there's more than one pill?" Pang Feng's eyes were circling, and he regretted not choosing this porcelain bottle.

The value of the low-grade spiritual pill is much higher than that of the discarded pill. Although the black knife Pang Feng obtained is a top-grade magic weapon, worth thousands of spirit stones, the value of a foundation-building pill is more than five hundred spirit stones. Like the Five Elements Pill Array that Wen Qiuqing collected, it is no less than that of the top-grade magic weapon.

Choosing a porcelain bottle is a big gamble. What the monk surnamed Sun bet on is that the porcelain bottle contains the lower-grade spiritual pill, and it is a precious lower-grade spiritual pill.

"Fire Yuan Pill, Water Yuan Pill, Disguise Pill... Marrow Cleansing Pill!"

Hearing Qiuqing's nose wings trembled slightly, he muttered to himself in a low voice.

With her experience, she quickly identified the smell of several elixirs in the porcelain bottle, all of which were worth hundreds of spirit stones, especially the final marrow-cleaning pill, which was even worth no less than the foundation-building pill.

This porcelain bottle of elixir has at least a dozen pills, and its value is far greater than that of black swords and swords, and it can be called the most valuable one among the burial objects.

"Hahaha! This makes everyone have their own destiny, I'm not polite!"

The monk surnamed Sun laughed while checking the elixirs in the porcelain bottle. Only when he visited the underground palace did his greatest gains be called.

puff!!!

Just as the monk surnamed Sun was laughing, a big hole suddenly appeared in his heart, and blood gushed.

Not only was the heart pierced, but the monk surnamed Sun was also lifted up directly, and his hands were paved in the air like a broken kite.

A terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!