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The Valley Master of Tangmen Valley pointed to the plaque entangled by a bunch of spider silk, and respectfully said to Song Qingshu, "Sect Master, look."

Song Qingshu followed what the owner of Tangmen Valley pointed out.

Under the messy spider silk, there are three majestic vermilion characters.

"Treasure Vault!"

Just when everyone focused their eyes on the three words Treasure Treasure.

The voice of the Lord of Samsara quietly came from behind Song Qingshu:

"There are eight doors here."

"They are Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen and Dui."

"You have engravings on your tokens. Push the door according to the different engravings."

"Treasure, behind the door."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingshu turned his head and wanted to say something to the Lord of Samsara.

But the Lord of Reincarnation still closed his eyes slightly and his face was a little pale.

Facing Song Qingshu's several questions, he still didn't say anything.

It was like deliberately ignoring Song Qingshu.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile:

"Everyone, disperse by yourself, and look for the broken door with characters engraved on your token."

After all the trivia.

The three people, including the ancestor Pengshan, who was born in Sanxiu, now regard Song Qingshu as the head of the horse.

Following Song Qingshu's order, several people answered one after another, and then dispersed to search for their own treasure house.

Song Qingshu also looked at the lettering on his wooden token, and walked step by step to the door that said Sunda.

"The life-long hiding of the Lord of Reincarnation is behind this door?"

Song Qingshu waved his hand gently, there was no wind in his hand, and the breeze blew away the spider silk and countless stains on the door.

Song Qingshu looked at the door of the room with cracks all over his body, and muttered a little excitedly.

Then with a squeak, Song Qingshu disappeared in front of Xunmen.

"Song Qingshu, go see what gift I have prepared for you."

"It's just that you guys have to hurry up, to maintain the existence of the treasure house, but it is a very laborious task."

The Lord of Samsara opened his eyes, his face was as white as snow, and he muttered.

When Song Qingshu just opened the door, a clear light flashed past his eyes.

The light was like the sun, and Song Qingshu hurriedly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him made him frowned and wondered: "Behind the door, is it still the door? And there are more doors?"

After the glare disappeared, four doors of different materials appeared around Song Qingshu.

In it.

There are silver gates depicting the lines of Honghuangxingyu.

The Golden Gate depicting the floating pattern of the golden sun.

And Yumen, which depicts the lines of the hazy fairyland.

The three doors exude endless power, making Song Qingshu feel palpitations.

Finally, Song Qingshu condensed his eyes to the four doors, the most inconspicuous wooden door.

The wooden door is simple and without any patterns.

Compared with the other three doors, it is not only shabby but also very shabby.

How did Song Qingshu feel, how could he feel like he was being pitted?

But he only had the wooden token of Sunda in his hand.

Even if he regrets something at this time, he can't open other doors.

At this point, Song Qingshu had to sigh, and then stretched out his hand to push the rather shabby little door.

Behind the wooden door is another space door.

Song Qingshu put the wooden token across his chest, and a gap was opened above the door of space, allowing Song Qingshu to enter it.

puff.

With Song Qingshu's feet landing.

There was dust and dust, soaring from under his feet, Song Qingshu couldn't help but cough.

"Ahem, I'll go, this treasure house is too shabby, right?"

There was wind in Song Qingshu's hands, and the breeze and drizzle drifted by.

Like a spring rain, the treasure house behind the wooden door was washed clean.

But after Song Qingshu took a closer look.

Only discovered the so-called treasure house behind this wooden door.

It's really the same as the outside and inside, as shabby and shabby as the wooden door...

There are no soft treasures in the treasure house.

Even the entire treasure house is quite narrow.

As young as Song Qingshu just hurriedly read all the things in the treasure house.

In the middle of the treasure house, there was a dimly lit candle.

On both sides of the candle lights, there are two rows of tall wooden shelves with only one person.

A few items were randomly placed on the shelf.

There is nothing else.

"One, two, three... nine."

Song Qingshu stretched out his fingers and counted the objects on the wooden table one by one.

Then his lost discovery was completely different from the luxury he thought.

There were only nine items left randomly on the wooden table.

Moreover, each one looks a little shabby.

There are scrolls that are half rotten, there are spirit pills that seem to have been gnawed, and there are iron blocks that do not know anything in the dark.

If ordinary people see this situation, even if they will not be disappointed, I am afraid they will definitely not be excited.

However, I don't know why.

When Song Qingshu condensed his sight on a concave copper basin.

He could no longer divert his gaze, and said in shock:

"treasure bowl?!"

Chapter 307

In the emperor chat group.

Song Qingshu not only obtained countless secret books, but also increased countless knowledge.

For example, the nine tattered things present here may be worthless to ordinary people.

However, in Song Qingshu's eyes, it is an absolute treasure!

The half-rotten scroll records the secret of the martial artist's most yearning body technique, the secret of the character!

If you learn all of it, you can shrink it to an inch or even go back to the end of time.

The spirit pill that was gnawed away in half.

According to Song Qingshu's old and spicy gaze in the Celestial Emperor's group, he could tell at a glance that it must be the Spirit Emperor Pill.

Even if the pill body has been damaged, it is estimated that the medicinal effect contained in it can make the ordinary Nascent Soul powerhouse triple consecutive!

As for the iron block that was so dark that it was impossible to see what it was.

After Song Qingshu's sweep, there is nowhere to hide.

At the prompt of the system.

Song Qingshu also immediately knew the origin of this fetish.

This inconspicuous piece of scrap iron turned out to be the peerless treasure on the Nine Clouds, the Haotian Divine Iron.

It is said that the tip of the God King Fallen Immortal Spear, which is well-known in the world, is made of this god.

Moreover, such a large piece of Haotian Divine Iron is more than enough to build ten Divine King Fallen Immortal Spears.

Other things next.

Although not as valuable as the first three, they are priceless.

Simply put, the nine treasures in this room, just throw one into the big world.

It will cause a bloody storm.

It's even serious enough to destroy the world!

Song Qingshu was in the midst of such treasures, and felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Just when Song Qing was entangled with the broken Xingzi secret or the broken Spirit Emperor Pill.

An unremarkable broken copper basin at the bottom of the cabinet was seen by Song Qingshu.

It was such a light glance, but Song Qingshu could no longer look away.

"Actually, really a cornucopia?"

Song Qingshu threw the Xingzi Mi directly on the ground.

Then he squatted down and held up the copper basin with a concave corner.

Song Qingshu trembling with his fingertips, and then lightly brushed the dust on the bronze body while opening his lips in disbelief.

The legend of the cornucopia has long been heard in Song Qingshu among the heavenly emperors.

But even all the emperors regretted the loss of the cornucopia.

Song Qingshu at that time naturally never thought that one day he could get this cornucopia.

And now.

This legendary baby actually exists in his own hands.

Song Qingshu was naturally shocked and excited.

Then Song Qingshu hurriedly said:

"System, send me a scan to see if this is a legendary cornucopia."

"If so, show me what it does!"

Immediately, the system made a rustling sound.

As the voice stopped, a large amount of information poured into Song Qingshu's mind: "The cornucopia, the most precious treasure lost in the battle of the gods, has not appeared in five thousand years."

"If you place treasures in a cornucopia, in a single day, you will be able to produce a thousand, and a thousand will grow infinitely."

"The veins of the basin body are engraved with a diamond body guard. If it is repaired, the cornucopia can be transformed into a shield."

"Opponents who are not higher than the user's four-level realm cannot break the defense of the cornucopia!"

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Seeing this, Song Qingshu put the cornucopia directly into his storage bag, without considering other objects.