Under this black cliff, there is indeed a semi-solidified space warehouse that has not been discovered before, it should be a small arsenal of this ancient sect, but with the passage of time, it has been dilapidated, the internal space is chaotic, and the divine sense cannot penetrate, if you want to obtain the things stored in it, you can only use it as a primitive method, reach out into the chaotic space to touch, if you are lucky, you can touch a rare thing.

The entrance to the space warehouse, directly below the cliff, was a dark ball of light, less than three inches in diameter, just enough to fit an arm into it.

In order to compete for the ownership of the warehouse, these loose cultivators fought and died, and more than a dozen people died, and the strong man with the halberd was at a disadvantage, and he was about to be squeezed out, and it happened that Ding Hao and others arrived, don't look at his rough appearance, but he was rough and fine, and simply picked out the matter of the space warehouse, maybe their side still had a chance to get a piece of the pie.

"Yo, the hidden space warehouse? The black-bellied man grinned and walked to the bottom of the cliff, observed for a while, and put his hand into the dark black light, looking lewd, and groping in it.

The cultivators watched the black-bellied man unceremoniously occupy the space warehouse, and they were extremely unwilling, but they were helpless.

"Fuck, there's nothing in there. The black-bellied man touched for three or four minutes, his face changed, he pulled out his hand and scolded, he was unlucky, he touched it for a long time, but he didn't touch anything, and he jumped angrily.

The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that this master would touch the treasure inside, but now they still have a chance.

"Okay, put away all the weapons, what kind of system is it to make a fuss, hey, what about you, what to see, put away the guys, I'll count one, two, three, everyone starts to line up, one by one come to touch," the black-bellied man looked quite unreasonable, and came up with a way to force everyone to line up.

Forced by the obscenity of this guy, the loose cultivators could only line up with a wry smile.

However, this is also a feasible method, which is a little better than a white knife in and a red knife out.

At the beginning, someone wanted to cut in line, the order was chaotic, and the black-bellied man shot out, and directly picked up a few unruly guys and threw them to the back, and the loose cultivators became honest, and soon a long line of more than 100 people appeared.

At the top of the list was the short and fat old man, the second was the middle-aged scribe, and the strong man with the halberd was ranked seventh.

"Well, yes, it's a good boy to line up obediently, and what I hate the most is cutting in line and not being orderly. The black-bellied man nodded with satisfaction, then beckoned to Ding Hao and the others in the middle of the line, and said with a smile: "Come, let's touch it first, haha." ”

After saying that, he shamelessly put his hand into the dark light again.

The faces of the short and fat old man and the others suddenly fell.

It's so shameless, it's a loss of conscience!

Didn't you say that you weren't allowed to cut the line? Didn't you say that you hate being unruly the most? Why do you ask the people of the Sword Sect to cut the line and touch it first? And you yourself touched it twice?

The black-bellied man didn't care so much, while muttering in his mouth [Baby, baby is coming to my hands], while touching and touching vigorously in the light group, about another three or four minutes, his face suddenly became ugly, and he jumped to his feet again and scolded: "This is fucking unscientific, Lao Tzu's strength is so high, he didn't touch anything?"

He looked angrily at the short and fat old man, the middle-aged scribe, the halberd-wielding man and the others, and asked, "To be honest, the contents won't have been touched by you, right?"

"No, no, we haven't had time to touch it yet. ”

"yes, yes, not really. ”

"I don't believe you're doing a search. ”

The three of them hurriedly explained to this black-bellied neurotic with a bitter face - yes, the three of them have already classified this black-bellied man from the Sword Sect who has no superior demeanor into a sequence of neuropathy.

"Fuck, it must be because I didn't wash my hands when I set off this morning. The black-bellied man scolded and scolded, and stopped stupidly, and recruited Ding Hao to come and touch it.

Ding Hao was also a little curious in his heart.

A semi-solidified space warehouse, although there are no good things in it, otherwise it would not have been left behind by the Nine Great Sects during the first search, but it is good to try your luck.

He reached into the black light.

It's like sticking into a pool of cold water.

Because this space warehouse has been eroded over the years and has become chaotic, it is impossible to see the specific situation inside, so you can only try your luck indiscriminately, Ding Hao has been touching it for a long time, and it seems that he has not caught any objects, and it is empty.

He shook his head with a wry smile and took his hand out.

"No, didn't you touch it again? It's so unassuming! Didn't you kid wash his hands this morning?" The black-bellied man's eyes widened, and he was very dissatisfied with Ding Hao's appearance.

That's when --

"Meow, meow!" The little white cute cat that had been squatting lazily on Ding Hao's shoulder suddenly became excited, jumped up and grabbed the stone wall, stretched his furry paws into the light cluster, and touched it in a woody manner.

Ding Hao was stunned.

Neither did anyone else expect this to happen.

The hearts of the cultivators were dripping blood.

Bastard, bastard, ask the people of the Sword Sect to cut the line, how to ask the cat of the Sword Sect to cut the line, shameless, shameless!

"Meow, meow!" the little cat suddenly screamed excitedly, its paws pulled out of the light cluster, and grasped a dark black thing.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

"Yo, there's really something in there, I was touched by this beast, wahahaha, Ding Hao, you're not as fucking as a cat." "The black-bellied man is always so cheap-mouthed, and he doesn't hesitate to start pulling hatred.

What kind of trouble are you trying to make, haven't you touched it yet?

You're not as good as a cat.

Ding Hao wiped the black line on his forehead and took the dark thing from the claws of the little cute cat.

When you look closely, it is an oval brand, the size of a palm, the edges of which are extremely smooth, but the middle is slightly rough like terrazzo, with a pattern like three stars on one side and a cross on the other.

The oval is neither delicate nor small, and the weight is quite heavy, but other than that, there is nothing unusual about it.

Ding Hao looked at it for a long time, and he didn't know what this brand was for.

The black-bellied man took it and observed it for a long time, but he couldn't say why, and finally raised his hand and threw it to Ding Hao: "Congratulations, commemorative award, I guess this thing should be something like a hand card used by the disciples of the ancient sect to identify their identities, the material is average, and it has little value, so that you can rely on the ancients, well, that's it." ”

"Meow!" the little cat squealed dissatisfied.

Ding Hao didn't have much hope, he smiled when he heard this, rubbed the little white cute cat, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you grow up quickly, and when you are older, I will use it to make a unique cat brand for you, hehe!"

Ask for collections and red tickets.

Thank you for your affection, the dancers in the shadows, the passers-by Hua Shao, the evil moon dust, Mo Qianqiu, and the gapelin.