Fang Chang pulled up the iron ring hidden under the floor tiles.

Although everyone is a cultivator, the construction of the treasure house is so simple and unpretentious. There is no sophisticated formation as a cover, and there is no false entrance to pretend to be a maze. It is just an ordinary basement.

Click click click.

The iron ring was dragged outward, the hard sound of gears sounded underground, and a small entrance on the ground slowly opened.

Then……

It broke with a click.

Apparently the changes in the mountain caused damage to the underground mechanisms, but they were not completely destroyed.

Seeing that the entrance was only half open, Fang Chang didn't pay attention and punched it directly, and the entrance was opened with a bang.

Fang Chang threw a lighting spell casually, and then jumped in. Fang Tiezhu followed silently, like a shadow.

The underground treasure house is built with special materials, which can isolate it from the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness, and is also very strong. This alone is enough to satisfy the need for concealment.

As for this special material, it is the raw ore of spirit stone.

If you really use advanced formations to hide it, and you meet someone who knows it, you won't just tell others that there is no three hundred taels of silver here.

So the simplest is actually the best.

Actually...

Just poor.

The light lights up with Fang Chang's steps.

The passageway was covered in dust and had obviously not been taken care of for a long time, and the ventilation system had not been damaged.

Fang Chang waved his sleeves, and the breeze suddenly picked up, blowing the dust to the corner, revealing the gray gravel road of the underground passage.

There are some dark red blood stains on it, leading all the way to the depths of the treasure house.

Fang Chang had some premonitions.

The underground passage is not long, about fifty meters.

At the end is a stone gate, and behind the stone gate is the Spirit Sword Gate treasure house.

Fang Chang pushed open the stone door and made a hard sound.

The stone gate has just opened.

Suddenly, a spiritual light came over.

Fang Chang did not dodge, but with a flash of magic power outside his body, the spiritual light was knocked back with a clang, rolled several times and stuck diagonally on the ground. It was a sword.

The owner of the sword is a middle-aged and elderly man in ragged robes, a haggard face, and gray hair. He is sitting slumped in the corner of the warehouse, his breath is weak, and his eyes are slightly squinted, as if he is not used to the light on Fang Chang's body.

The magic sword on the ground flickered with light, seeming to be echoing its owner.

"It's you?"

"You...it's you?!"

Both men recognized each other's identity.

The man sitting in the corner is Qin Ming, the adopted son of the former head of the Lingjian Sect who was once imprisoned for his love. He is an affectionate licker.

However, his situation at the moment is not good. There are seven or eight alien magic powers running around his body, constantly devouring his life force.

Fang Chang threw out a healing elixir and asked:

"What happened to the Spirit Sword Sect? How did you become like this?"

Qin Ming was not polite and swallowed the elixir, his breath rising slightly.

But it only made his situation slightly better.

His injuries were too serious and had been lingering for too long, and they could no longer be cured by simple healing pills.

Otherwise, the treasure in the treasure house alone would be enough to cure his injuries.

"All dead, all dead."

Qin Ming muttered a few words aimlessly and suddenly asked:

"Is the master back? Where is Shufang? Is she okay?"

Hearing this, Fang Chang couldn't help but shook his head.

"Your sect leader is indeed back, but he has resigned.

Why don't you take care of yourself first, Mrs. Qin is doing very well now, her food tastes delicious, her son-in-law is great, and foundation building is just around the corner."

Mrs. Qin may have almost forgotten this adopted son.

Although Mrs. Qin had her roots broken in order to carry on the Qin family's lineage when she was young, who gave her a good son-in-law, and her good son-in-law had a good brother.

Li Hu specially asked for a Green Tears Fruit for his mother-in-law to make up for his origin.

Now that Mrs. Qin is back on the path of spiritual practice, it is a bit difficult to reach the Golden Elixir realm, but it goes without saying that building the foundation is a sure thing.

Qin Ming's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "She has almost established her foundation. That's good. That's good."

Even his spirit improved a lot.

Fang Chang was greatly shocked when he saw it.

Nima, what kind of spirit is this?

"Okay, judging from your appearance, you probably won't die for the time being. Come with me and go out first. The smell here is weird."

Fang Chang took a casual look and knew that the warehouse was not damaged. Storage bags containing various resources were arranged in categories on the shelves.

He sucked the palm of his hand and grabbed a dozen storage bags in his hand.

Spiritual consciousness scanned quickly.

There are about five to six hundred thousand spiritual stones, some low-level spiritual herbs and elixirs, twenty or thirty magical weapons, and some spiritual minerals and materials, which are only worth about two to three hundred thousand.

The total amount is not worth a top-quality spiritual stone, and it is not enough for Tie Zhu to use several ultimate moves.

It's just that Qin Ming must have eaten all the healing herbs and elixirs.

But after all, it’s leftover, so I can’t ask for too much, just treat it as an unexpected surprise when I picked up a wallet.

Qin Ming saw that Fang Chang was so skillful in his movements and emptied the inventory in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but open his mouth to say something.

After all, these things belong to the Spirit Sword Sect.

He has been here for such a long time and only used the healing items inside, leaving nothing else touched.

But in the end he just sighed and said nothing.

He just wanted to stop him, but could he?

He has already experienced Fang Chang's domineering side.

With the healing elixir given to him by Fang Chang, his body gained a little more strength. He stood up with support, grabbed the flying sword on the ground, and staggered out with Fang Chang.

Seeing the long-lost light on the ground and the dilapidated scenery around him, Qin Ming couldn't help but feel a sore nose and almost cried.

"I, I'm still alive."

Without making Fang Chang wait any longer, he gathered his emotions, turned around, and talked about that day.

"On that day, our whole clan sent Miss Zhou off to her wedding. It was originally a great joy and the whole clan celebrated, but later the sect leader hurried back with his people..."

Qin Ming slowly told what happened.

Very tacky, but very reasonable.

A revenge story about bullying children and the elderly when they can't beat adults.

Li Hu led the elite of Lingjian Sect away. Among the remaining people, there were only two foundation builders and more than ten Qi Refining old men, all of whom had been in Lingjian Sect for more than 20 years.

There are four or five children who grew up in Lingjian Sect.

I thought that if the gate owner left, they would just seal the mountain gate and not go out.

Who knew that a sudden change in the sky would cause the Spirit Sword Sect formation to be broken, and there would be no danger to defend it from now on.

Less than two months later, a group of killers came to the door.

Now that they are weak and weak, and they are considered to be calculating and unintentional, they are no match for those killers.

At the last moment, Qin Ming was sent into the sect's treasure house by another foundation-building old man, the elder of the Spirit Sword Sect who had been with him for ten years.

The treasure house is isolated from spiritual exploration and is located in a hidden place. It is the last way to survive.

Then the elder lured the killer away, allowing him to escape with his life.

But he was too seriously injured, and the treasure house was cut off from spiritual consciousness, not only from outsiders, but also from himself.

He couldn't find out what was going on outside. He was afraid that someone would be waiting for him, so he didn't dare to go out easily, so he had to hide again and again, unaware of the passage of time.

If it weren't for Fang Chang's debt collection, Qin Ming might have died here silently.

And this group of killers is the number one killer organization in Annan Road - Shadow Kill, who once dominated the underworld, but was killed by the leader Shadow Demon by Li Hu and became a lost dog.
Chapter completed!