"Well..., some were left by Wenwen's previous owner, and some were left by Wenwen, but Wenwen didn't know when it was left." Jie Ling Wenwen thought for a while and said.

"Uh, no, is that guy really dead? Is that guy really dead? I don't need to keep such a big treasure house, and I'm actually here to rob me. I deserve to die, damn it." Lin Feng cursed inwardly.

However, Lin Feng seemed to have forgotten that Jie Lingwenwen had a similar mind to her, and this scolding made Jie Lingwenwen cry.

"Woooo, master, don't scold the big master, okay? If there were no big master, there wouldn't be Wenwen. Moreover, the big master has been dead for many years, and Wenwen really looks like him."

"What? Master? I've been dead for many years? No, Wenwen, didn't that guy just died last night? Isn't that guy here for many years?" Lin Feng asked in surprise what Jie Ling Wenwen said.

"No, no, that bad guy is not Wenwen's master." Understanding what Ling Feng pointed, Jie Ling Wenwen quickly denied.

"Uh", now, Lin Feng really doesn't know what to say. That guy is really tragic. He can't get it by guarding such a big treasure house. Instead, because he went out to rob, it was not worth one thousandth or one hundredth of a thousandth of a thing in the treasure house, and he was relieved in vain. Alas, I can only say that this girl is pitiful.

However, thinking about it, it is thanks to this poor baby, otherwise Lin Feng would have the share. Although these treasures are not as valuable as those given by Mr. Long, fortunately there are many. Look, and take a closer look, what they are piled up, and it seems that there are still inside, but they are not taken out?

After sighing, Lin Feng decided to do the important thing, so in his nostalgic gaze, Ling Wenwen asked the treasures to take back the blood-patterned ring.

"By the way, Wenwen, please help the master look for it and see what magic tricks are there. Oh, what is it like? "As he said, Lin Feng used his mental power to transform into a leather book that recorded the Nine Dragon Domina Technique.

"Well... OK." Jie Lingwenwen nodded and agreed. Next, Lin Feng, who had learned the lesson last time, saw Jie Lingwenwen agreeing, immediately stood up and be careful.

After a while, books with ancient smells appeared in front of Lin Feng. After counting them carefully, there were actually thirty or forty. It was unbelievable, so damn unbelievable.

No way, Lin Feng rushed up and looked through it one by one. After an entire hour, he finished reading these more than thirty secrets of magic tricks.

But, unfortunately, although there are many rare magic tricks and secrets in it, there is nothing Lin Feng wants about refining the soul.

"Old Long, you are not playing with me! Look, this, this, what you said?" Lin Feng, disappointed, complained to Old Long.

Perhaps it was a disadvantage. Old Long did not criticize Lin Feng, but said to himself in confusion: "It's impossible, why didn't there be? With those guys' personalities, it's impossible not to leave anything. Boy, ask the ring spirit again to see if her ex-master has anything that he cared about."

After hearing what Mr. Long said, Lin Feng, who had no choice but to ask Jie Ling Wenwen, "That, Wenwen, see if there are any other things, such as what your master cares a lot."

"What do you care about? Oh, then, master, wait a moment." Although he was a little puzzled by what Lin Feng said, Jie Lingwenwen thought about it and agreed.

Then, not long after, something appeared in front of Lin Feng. A purple sword, a purple gourd, and some clothes were the same. In addition, there was a dragon-shaped jade pendant, a blood-red diamond crystal, and a jade box.

After glanced at him, Lin Feng naturally focused on the jade box.

"Oh, I hope it's here!" Lin Feng murmured and reached out to get the jade box.

However, just as Lin Feng's hands were about to touch the jade box, a sudden change broke out. The originally calm jade box suddenly shone with light. At the same time, a little bit of light powder separated from the jade box and formed a figure in the air.

He was wearing a purple ancient costume, a dragon-shaped jade pendant, a purple long sword on his back, and a purple gourd in his hand. He looked in his forties, and was full of unruly momentum.

Then, before Lin Feng could react, the handsome man formed by light powder spoke slowly:

"I am the immortal king of Xiaoyao. This precept was accidentally repaired and refined, and then removed its evil spirit and transformed into the deed spirit. This jade box is also hidden in the precepts. Because the opportunity is wrong, it has not been opened. Now it is what you have obtained, that is fate. I hope to be cautious about whether to open this box."

After saying that, the guy who made up of light powder and called himself Xiaoyao Immortal Lord dissipated between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, Mr. Long, what's going on?" Lin Feng came to his senses until the light powder dissipated, and then asked Mr. Long.

"What's going on? How do I know what's going on? However, I really thank you for being able to get such a big advantage. As for whether he says it's up to you to open this jade box, it depends on yourself." Old Long said lightly.

"Look at myself, Mr. Long should not drive it!" Lin Feng said hesitantly.

"Hmph, if you don't open it, you won't open it. However, according to my estimate, what you want is probably in this jade box, so you can do it yourself!"

"Okay, then let's open it, what's the point? At worst, people can die and birds are facing the sky, what are you afraid of!" Lin Feng made a decision after a ruthless heart.

Then, he took the jade box and slowly opened it with both hands.

"Damn it, it's nothing, I'm scared." Lin Feng, who was frightened, breathed a sigh of relief when he opened the jade box.

At this time, the things inside the jade box that was unveiled appeared in front of Lin Feng. It was a secret book as dark as ink, exuding an ancient smell, less than the size of a palm, and was printed with the three words "Soul-Devouring Art".

Lin Feng was staring at the secret book that was as dark as ink as the three words "Soul-Devouring Art". Unconsciously, Lin Feng breathed rapidly and his joy was beyond words.

He stretched out his hand, took out the Soul-Devouring Technique carefully, put it in his hand and looked at it again and again. Finally, he asked Old Master Long: "Old Master Long, is it this book, is it this book?"

"Haha, boy, not bad, not bad, it's the Soul-Devouring Art, it's the Soul-Devouring Art. I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that, you also miscalculate when you were soul-devouring." Old Long said with a crazy laugh almost lost his composure.

"Uh, this old man is okay, why are you happier than me? Forget it, don't worry. The Soul-Devouring Art and Soul-Devouring Art. When you see these three words, you feel awesome. You are almost catching up with my Nine Dragon Dominating Heavenly Art." Lin Feng, who ignored why Old Long lost his composure, muttered with the Soul-Devouring Art.

"Well, why don't you take a look first?" Lin Feng, who couldn't help but temptation, decided to check first to see if it was so magical.

However, what Lin Feng didn't expect was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it.

"Damn, no! Do you have to donate blood again?" Lin Feng, who had failed many trials, had to admit his master with blood.

However, after dropping blood, Lin Feng was stunned. This damn Soul-Devouring Art seemed to dislike Lin Feng's blood being too dirty or something, and he didn't even suck it.
Chapter completed!