I cleaned the floor yesterday and wiped Lao An and cried bitterly. Finally, I couldn't help but admit that I was no longer young.

When Tan Weiran stepped into the secret room, a hint of coldness seemed to invade his upper body with the shadows, and the cold and chilling smell seemed to penetrate into his bones.

Hum? Tan Weiran released his energy and drove away the cold. His divine thoughts moved and scanned the secret room. He suddenly turned around slightly, avoiding a strange breeze that came and went out of thin air.

This breeze came and went quickly, and it was stained with coldness and a little gloomy. Tan Weiran only frowned slightly and scanned his mind: "Strange, I just now felt something strange and slight breath blew by, Xu Ming, do you feel..."

"A breath? Is this there?" Xu Ming answered casually while observing the secret room. His divine thoughts were also released in a wave. Unintentionally, he intersected with Tan Weiran's divine thoughts, and his divine thoughts were dispersed. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Your divine thoughts are really powerful. Is this the difference between the early and mid-stage Lingyou?"

Xu Ming was wrong in guessing. Tan Weiran's soul was not just in the middle of Lingyou. It would probably make him jump three feet high when he said it.

The secret room is not big or small, and the divine thoughts extend inwardly, so it will never be able to continue.

From Tan Weiran's experience, you will know that it is obvious that the secret room is constructed with certain special materials, which has a considerable barrier effect on divine thoughts. Many sects have barriers in themselves, and buildings often use similar materials to protect their privacy to avoid being peeked away. The wealthy families who cannot afford barriers are even less likely to use similar things.

"This is a big long-term business. If possible, the sect might as well develop one or two." Tan Weiran thought about opening up wealth for the sect. The profit of the transaction is not large, but it can be managed for many years. It is indeed very beneficial to Tianxing Sect, and many sect families have done it.

Xu Ming took out a sunstone that emitted a strong light from the storage bag. The stones were peeling off the skin and turning into ashes, while shining on the secret room. When the two saw it, they were shocked. They looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes: "The secret room in this ghost place is really not small."

After searching for a while, only a few weapons were found. Xu Ming ran over and grabbed them. Before he could wield it vigorously, the sword had already exposed layers of metal rust corroded by time.

The sword slashed against the wall, and the wall was fine, but the sword broke.

Xu Ming opened his mouth and collapsed his face, with a sentence written on his face, "I am really his grandmother's unlucky." He turned to look over: "Brother Weiran, how many years have you said this broken place been? Even the magic weapon has been corroded into this shape, it must be tens of thousands of years."

The corrosion resistance of magic instruments is not easy to be distinguished carefully, but it is related to the quality of magic instruments themselves. Secondly, in the final analysis, there is some correlation with the material characteristics.

Tan Weiran has a different sword and a dragon and elephant glove. He has never had much interest in these decaying magic weapons.

It is not a shortage, and it is one of them. Although there is no serious ceremony yet, he is the leader of Tianxing Sect after all, and has ten thousand years of reserves of Xingtian Sect. Although there are not many wealth or rare treasures, there are not many people in Tianxing Sect, and it is more than enough to supply a few people.

If he is willing, it would be no problem to get a few sets of wardrobe and magic weapons right away.

The second reason why he was not very interested was that he could see through it. Judging from all the signs, Baili Cave must have been empty for tens of thousands of years. No matter how good the things are, they have been left for tens of thousands of years, and they have almost been eroded by time. Basically, what can be preserved are treasures.

But it can be imagined that the number is definitely not large.

Besides, after 2,800 years of exploration, many places have been plundered. Just like Xu Ming did in front of him, some have not. Anyway, they can be plundered, and at worst they can be treated as antiques.

Before entering the cave, everyone was trying to find ways to get the map.

What are those maps for? Not to guide the road, but to let people know where generations of previous generations have explored, so as to avoid, and to find and explore those blank virgin areas.

Things that can be preserved for tens of thousands of years are the seventh level upwards, eighth level is also common, and ninth level may not be rare.

However, the Baili Cave is not full of treasures nowadays. The chances of finding and obtaining treasures are too small. Tan Weiran is not very interested in this, because he understands this and is calm about it.

If someone comes to the cave with great enthusiasm and hope, and comes excitedly and simply for the treasure, most of them will inevitably return disappointed in the end. Fortunately, if you put your mind on a normal mind, it will be a rare experience in itself, and even expand your network.

Yes, his connections expanded. Tan Weiran narrowed his eyes and pinched his chin, and suddenly had a strange guess: "Later, the Qing Emperor swept the world and saw the wind everywhere he went. Is it because of the connection foundation laid by this cave meeting?"

This is a sudden idea. Whether it is true or false is unknown. However, Tan Weiran knew that the young people who came to the cave came from all over the Three Thousand Worlds. Not to mention the achievements of those who achieved ordinary achievements, many of them will become the backbone of various worlds in the future.

Whoever can take these people and make them return to their hearts is equivalent to influencing them in the future and controlling one-quarter of the wasteland.

However, when you think about the hostile relationship between Fu Yongning and Kong Lin, you will understand that this is purely whimsical and destined to be impossible.

There was no good thing in the secret room, but there was a long secret passage. After walking for a while, it gradually split into forks. Xu Ming did not feel calm as Tan Weiran. After walking for a while, he had already gritted his teeth and cursed at the builder of the secret chamber and the secret passage.

Very good, why are you practicing such a mysterious but dilapidated secret room? Why do you practice a secret passage that seems to never end? Xu Ming’s nostrils spurted out anger: “This is his grandmother who cheats people, just to cheat people!”

"Hehe." Tan Weiran smiled and said, "What's the hurry? How many days have you been in the cave? There is still time to slowly hunt for treasures."

As soon as Xu Ming left the secret room, he came outside the room and saw Zuo Shuming and others scattering each other. The weapons took action, and he looked nervous and angry. He was obviously searching for something. Tan Weiran smiled slightly and was about to say hello, Zuo Shuming and others found him and shouted quickly: "He is here!"

"I found someone, Tan Weiran is here!"

"Call everyone here quickly, we have found the murderer who was injured by the hidden arrow!"

In a blink of an eye, more than ten people from Zuo Shuming's team flocked toward like a tide, surrounding Tan Weiran in the middle. Some people glared at each other, and some looked cold. Everyone shouted with vigilance and hostility: "The murderer is not obedient and surrender!"

Tan Weiran knocked off a hand that was pulling over. Looking at the aggressive people around him, he looked at Xu Ming for unknown reasons and frowned slightly: "What kind of murderer, Brother Zuo, do you think you should explain it?"

Zuo Shuming, who always smiled at people with a kind face, had no expression at this moment: "I want me to say that you should be more responsible and not do anything randomly, otherwise we will be polite. As for the explanation, I think you should explain it to everyone later, not me."

Tan Weiran smiled. He remembered that Zuo Shuming wanted to win him over to join the temporary team a few days ago. I don’t know what happened, but Zuo Shuming changed his face. Looking around, he saw the anger and shouting from all directions dancing together, and immediately smiled: “Hey, it’s interesting. The murderer? No one planned to tell me who was killed?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around were furious and quickly started to curse. In the midst of the turbulent feelings, Fu Zhenzhen finally said:

"Pan Youmin!"

Pan Youmin? Tan Weiran immediately remembered a kind young man who was kind to others and was the one who was most favored by Zuo Shuming. Even Tan Weiran himself was quite kind to Pan Youmin who was kind to deal with things.

"Brother Pan is not dead. However, he is seriously injured." Yue Xiansheng's voice appeared faster than the figure, and there was obviously anger. His eyes jumping with flames stared at Tan Weiran and his teeth were full of murderous intent: "Do you regret not killing him with poison? Are you thinking that you would take action again if you knew it before, so as not to expose yourself?"

"I will take your life to avenge Brother Pan!"

One sentence is more intense than another, and the last sentence is almost roaring. When it makes a deafening roar, it is like a swift bird that stirs out its fist, turning into a rushing waterfall, and an extremely sharp murderous intent hits the face.

From this punch alone, although this person's usual performance is immature, being able to become a temporary captain does not entirely depend on his family background. He has really admired cultivation strength.

Framed? Cracking? In an instant, Tan Weiran thought of countless people, his body sank slightly, pinched his fists and sank the Dantian, making a low shout like spring thunder. People stand on the ground like pine trees, and welcome the impact of the fist spirit like steel and iron.

The moment the fist and souls collided, it was like an iron man going upstream under a waterfall, bombarding the sky with splashes of water, and the manic energy hit all directions.

This man is so powerful! I don’t know where it came out, but I’m afraid it’s not much worse than my second brother! Yue Xiansheng only felt an indescribable dark force impacting his body. When he found a faint light from the robes, he knew that he had lost this punch.

Han Qing sneered at Tan Weiran, and when he lowered his head, he covered his hideous expression and shouted: "He still dares to resist when he hurts people in secret. There is nothing to say about dealing with such a scum. He rushed forward and captured him first and then questioned his words and deeds."

This voice is vicious. Once you rush forward, unless Tan Weiran takes the initiative to surrender, it will be a dead end as long as you fight.

At this moment, Xu Ming stood up and shouted: "Everyone must have made a mistake? Brother Weiran and I have been in the secret room in this room. He will never have time to kill anyone. Someone must have deliberately framed the blame!" He said that, looking at Han Qing.

Han Qing didn't tell the difference, but just sneered more and more proudly. He knew what Tan Weiran was thinking, and someone had doubted him. However, he knew that Tan Weiran would have nothing to say.

The more handsome his face turned pale and twisted in an instant, and he yelled out the answer:

"You sneak attack on Brother Pan, it was said by Brother Pan, and I saw it with my own eyes!"

Tan Weiran was shocked. Could it be that there would be a second self in this world? (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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