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"There is indeed a strange wave coming from there, it seems that something is calling me!"

Hun Han still thought it was his own illusion. When he settled down, he could be sure that it was not an illusion.There was indeed a very subtle fluctuation in the dark corridor ahead.

"My luck won't be so good!"

Hunhan smacked his tongue secretly, and in this place where the heavenly rank techniques and weapons were in full bloom, there was a treasure that automatically summoned Hunhan.

As a traversing child, Hunhan knows, but under such circumstances, the treasure obtained is definitely not a simple treasure.Being able to actively call his soul cold and choose the master independently, that treasure has clearly nurtured wisdom.

"No matter, there are only five minutes left, take a gamble!"

Taking steps, Hunhan moved quickly toward the dark corridor according to his telepathy.Not long after, Hun Han came to a room.

Standing at the door of the room, a musty smell was easily smelt.The room has not been cleaned for many years, and the corners are covered with spider webs.There are a lot of things in the room, like a pile of garbage, stacked there randomly.In this room, there is not even a moonstone for lighting, which is enough to see how casual and indifferent the Soul Clan is.

Stepping into this room, there are all kinds of things inside, including knives, swords, sticks, whips... everything is available.There are very obscure runes painted on them, and an antique smell lingers around.

Perhaps, due to the age, these treasures have lost their original light.At first glance, it looks just...like a work of art, yes, it is a work of art.Compared with the heavenly treasures that Hun Han saw just now, it was far inferior to that by far.

Standing at the door of this room, with Kun Han closing his eyes, he could feel the subtle fluctuations, which became stronger.

"It's here!"

Hun Han scanned this room, and there were countless treasures. If he was asked to find them one by one, he would not know how long and how long they would find them!

"There is one minute left, one minute later. All the disciples must leave the library forcibly."

The voice of the great elder of the soul race came in from outside the library.

"Damn it, there is only one minute left!" Hun Han scanned the treasures in the room.In one minute, there is no time to choose one by one.

Phoo~

Hun Han let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and felt his surroundings calmly.

If it were to be another six-year-old, at this critical juncture, he would be anxious to sweat, and he would be arrogant.However, Hunhan is no ordinary person.Under the childish face, there was a very mature mind like Xiao Yan.

The experience of the previous life told Hun Han that the more critical this juncture is, the more calm he must be.The worst result is nothing more than leaving empty-handed.

"There are still ten seconds. After ten seconds, the disciples who have not yet come out will be forced out of the library!"

The voice of the Great Elder of the Soul Race, long and powerful, spread to every corner of the library.

"over there!"

Hun Han was overjoyed and suddenly opened his eyes.His eyes locked in one direction.In that corner, treasures are piled more than one meter high.

Dong dong dong

Hun Han stretched out his hand and threw these treasures with lost energy behind him one by one.That scene is like a mouse digging holes in the soil.

"When the time is up, let me come out!"

The voice of the Great Elder of the Soul Race floated into this library.By Hun Han's side, a ripple appeared in the space.The ripples spread quickly, wanting to envelop the entire body of Hun Han.

Once the body is wrapped, your behavior at that time will not be able to be the master.Will be directly transmitted out of the library by this space lock.

"that's it!"

Hun Han was overjoyed in his heart, and under the abandoned treasure in front of him, he found an object emitting a hazy light.

Time is running out, and Soul Cold has no time to look at what it is. He took out his hand and grabbed a corner of the object at the moment when his body was completely wrapped in the ripples of space.

Hun Han's eyes went dark, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly.In the blink of an eye, he had once again stood in front of the gate of the library.

In front of the gate of Cangshu Pavilion, in front of the Great Elder of the Soul Clan, there was a table made of golden nanmu with a pen and an ancient scroll of sheepskin in his hand.

In front of the great elder of the soul race, many soul race children lined up.Those soul race children took the initiative one by one to take out the income in the library, and cooperated with the registration of the soul race great elder.

In front of Hun Han, there were two more soul clan children.Taking advantage of this time, Kun Han looked at the object in his hand.

It was nine feet nine in length, black all over, with many obscure runes.

"sword?"

Hun Han was shocked.The reason for the astonishment was not because it was a sword, but because the body of the sword was rusty.

"Fuck! I won't be wrong!"

Hun Han was stunned, and this sword was just a rubbish.Moreover, Hun Han remembered that the treasure that summoned it would emit a hazy light.Right now, this sword has no trace of light.

In Hun Han's heart, he had to doubt it!

He, in that kind of emergency situation, did he take the wrong thing?

"Okay, next one!"

The voice of the Great Elder of the Soul Race rang in the ears of Kunhan: "Young Master Soulhan, it's your turn!"

"Ah...oh, me!"

Hun Han walked to the golden nanmu table and placed the rusty black sword in his hand on the table.

"Uh!"

Rao is a well-informed soul clan elder, his eyes also looked at Hun Han strangely.It seems that I can't figure it out, how did Kunhan choose this thing.After all, there are so many treasures in the Soul Clan Library.

Body Refining Pavilion, rusty black sword, cold soul!

Even though he was puzzled, the soul clan elder still wrote down the relevant information of the item and its owner on the sheepskin scroll according to the rules.

The soul race has a long heritage and countless treasures.There will be detailed records for the outflow of every item.Once the owner of the item falls, the corresponding treasure will be recovered and returned to the library.

"Rusty black sword?"

The surrounding Soul Race children's mocking eyes focused on Kun Han's body.That face that wanted to laugh but was holding back, not to mention how funny it was.

Hun Han glanced around, and all the disciples of the soul race who entered the library this time were filled with contented expressions.Some people are even holding luminous treasures in their hands.Compared to the cold of the soul, the rusty iron sword was indeed dimmed too much.

"Well, the opening of this session of Cangshu Pavilion is over."

Leaving the independent space of Cangshu Pavilion with all the soul clan children, the great elder of the soul clan spoke to the children beside him.Finally, touching the ring with his hand, with a flick of his finger, a black token and an ancient scroll of sheepskin appeared in his hand.He said again: "Master Hunhan, this is the token of the deputy head of the Soul Hall Human Hall, and your edict. From now on, you will be the Human Hall of the Soul Hall in the southwestern area called the Dead Mountain Range. The Vice-Hall Master!"

"Deputy Hall Master?"

"Unexpectedly, it is not even the city lord, but the deputy hall lord of the soul hall of our soul clan's external forces."

"That's right, and he is still the lord of the lowest-level Human Palace, or deputy. It seems that the patriarch really doesn't like him!"

Hearing this, all the children of the Soul Race were worried about the fate of Kunhan.

How old is Hun Han now, only six years old.A six-year-old child has a limited cultivation base. According to the previous rules, even if the cultivation base does not meet the standard, the direct children of the soul race will only become the city lord of one area within the independent space of the soul race.

Now, the Soul Heaven Emperor actually transferred it out of the independent space of the Soul Race.In the outside world, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are like clouds. What's the difference between this and letting the cold to die.

In response to this, the Great Elder of the Soul Race also sighed slightly, and looked at Hun Han distressedly: "From now on, you will be on your way!"