He gently pressed the mouth of a stone lion on the ground on the right, and with a rumble, the stone door slowly opened.
The two stood at the door and looked at the scene inside.
Tang Xiaobao looked ecstatic.
Taoist Priest Qiu opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth, and was stunned!
He finally reacted and exclaimed, "Fuck, we're going to get rich this time!"
There are so many antiques, and among them there are even some instruments used for rituals. They are probably the relics of the deceased. That guy is a Yin-Yang sorcerer.
Taoist Priest Qiu looked at those treasures with shining eyes.
Tang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "We agreed that if there are treasures, they are all mine."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to teleport out.
Before Taoist Master Qiu could object, he saw all the treasures on the wall disappear in an instant, and no one knew where they went.
Obviously, all of them were collected by Tang Xiaobao into the magic ring.
It's really like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves... This is a looting!
When Taoist Master Qiu saw this, he realized that all the good stuff had been taken away.
He also moved, rushed to a wall, and reached out to grab a peach wood sword. On the sword, there were formations engraved and some talismans drawn with cinnabar. It had been preserved for so many years and was still intact, which really made him excited.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, the peach wood sword disappeared.
Tang Xiaobao flashed past him and started looting the opposite wall again.
His movements were so fast that Taoist Qiu could not see clearly. He could only see the afterimage of his body, faintly flashing in the hall.
In less than two minutes, all the treasures in the room were put into Tang Xiaobao's magic ring.
Looking at the mountain of antiques in the magic ring, Tang Xiaobao grinned cunningly.
But Taoist Priest Qiu's face was extremely dark.
That's too much. There's nothing left for him.
After all, he was the one who discovered this place, how could this happen?
This is what it means to eat alone!
But when he thought about how he was unwilling to come in before, and even more unwilling to believe that there would be treasures here, Taoist Master Qiu was speechless and felt extremely regretful.
Seeing him staring at him eagerly with a pitiful look, Tang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "Since you've led the way, tell me what you want. I can give you one. It's called seeing, getting a share."
Taoist Priest Qiu's eyes lit up again.
He immediately said, "I just want that magic sword."
"Magic sword?"
Tang Xiaobao was stunned. He searched in the magic ring for a long time, and finally took out the peach wood sword and asked, "Is this what you are talking about?"
Taoist Priest Qiu's eyes lit up even more, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's it."
"This is a good thing. It even has a talisman engraved on it. How about you make some compensation? For example, do you still have the fragments I just gave me?"
Tang Xiaobao smiled slyly.
Taoist Priest Qiu was embarrassed and black lines began to appear on his forehead.
"I'm kidding you, am I the type to eat alone?"
Tang Xiaobao laughed and handed the magic sword to Taoist Qiu with a painful look on his face.
Taoist Priest Qiu's eggs were broken.
Aren’t you the one who eats alone?
Well, he was smart enough not to talk back to Tang Xiaobao.
At this time, Tang Xiaobao was like a god in his heart.
So what if he is the Spirit King? He can be killed at will.
Moreover, it seems that he has the legendary Qiankun bag on him, which makes people so envious that they want to cry.
"Have you put away all those things?" he asked.
Tang Xiaobao nodded: "That's right."
"You have a Qiankun bag?"
Tang Xiaobao was a little confused: "What Qiankun bag? I don't have one."
Taoist Priest Qiu frowned: "You don't have a Qiankun bag, how do you carry so many things?"
"Ah, you mean this? Well, it does exist, but I don't call it that. I call it the Space Divine Ring." Tang Xiaobao said proudly, "That's nothing. If there were ten times more, I could collect them all in one go. No, if there were a hundred times more, I could collect them all in one go."
Taoist Priest Qiu licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. He asked tremblingly, "Do you still have a Qiankun bag? Why don't you give me one?"
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao was completely speechless.
Damn, do you think this magic ring is a cabbage and you can give it to me just like that?
Taoist Priest Qiu pleaded: "I really want it. I owe you a favor. If I find that kind of fragment again, I will return it to you."
puff!
Want it so badly?
I'm so fucking angry.
Not only do you treat this magic ring as cabbage, you also treat the fragments of the magic weapon as cabbage. You can find it just by saying you can?
Just kidding the ghost!
He sighed deeply and said, "I really don't have this. Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to exchange it."
Taoist Priest Qiu also sighed and said, "I knew it would be like this, alas."
"Hey!" "Why are you sighing again?" Tang Xiaobao was impatient.
Taoist Priest Qiu said, "I didn't sigh."
"Why!"
"Fuck, you still don't admit it? Stop sighing. I can give you another antique when we get out later." Tang Xiaobao said.
Taoist Priest Qiu said seriously: "I really didn't sigh."
The two men suddenly turned around together and looked at the vermilion coffin in the middle of the hall, and their expressions changed.
At this time, the lid of the coffin had been opened.
A cloud of white mist was rising from the coffin, and soon it enveloped the entire coffin.
"Why!"
The sighing sound came again, but it came from the white mist.
"Why are you bothering me?"
A woman's voice suddenly rang out.
Judging from her voice, this woman is not very young anymore.
But Tang Xiaobao was shocked.
The tombstone outside said that the person buried here was a Yin-Yang master from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Oh, and there was also this master's apprentice. But who the hell would have thought that this Yin-Yang master was actually a woman?
Don’t ask Tang Xiaobao why he knows this person is the master.
Go by your feeling and see your cultivation level.
Although this female ghost did not show up, it was obvious that her magic power was much stronger than that of the Spirit King outside.
At least at the level of Spirit Emperor, or maybe even higher.
Half-step ghost immortal?
Tang Xiaobao was sweating coldly on his back.
If that's the case, things seem to be a bit troublesome.
First of all, this guy’s profession is a Yin-Yang magician. She must be very proficient in the methods of catching and exorcising ghosts. It is impossible to deal with her with ordinary methods.
Besides, she won't let you do it.
Don't forget, her cultivation level is at least above the Spirit Emperor level.
However, he thought of another question...
"I'm very curious, is that Spirit King outside really your disciple?"
Tang Xiaobao boosted morale again.
He is a future immortal, and he has the aura of chaos on his body, which is the nemesis of all ghosts and gods. A Spirit Emperor will definitely be unable to do anything to him, so there is no need to be afraid of him.
The woman's voice came again: "Yes, where is my Li Lang."
Her voice was anxious.
Then she made a whining sound.
It sounded like crying, but also like calling, with anxiety in the voice.
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