The three foundation-building monks held sharp weapons and faced a trembling first-level spirit beast. This scene really made people feel unbearable to watch. Sure enough, the black lizard couldn't stand it anymore. Relying on his lack of entity, he turned around and penetrated into the soil and ran away, regardless of the kindness of the three monks to keep it.

The fat man raised his hand and wanted to dig a soil layer to chase after him. After thinking about it, he gave up. Although the lizard was only at the first level, they might not be able to do anything to others in this soil layer. And they naturally came to the ruins to find treasures, and the materials on the spirit beast really made people feel unhappy.

"After all the Yin Spirits were dug out, you can't dig out prehistoric antiques?" Tang Xiaoguo never felt angry when talking to the fat man.

"Prehistoric antiques? I don't know! I just dig holes. Even some small things in the soil will be wrapped in soil and pushed to the side. Otherwise, let's look back and slowly?" The fat man blushed.

"What does it mean? When you dig a hole, you will push it to the side?" Tang Xiaoguo was stunned for a moment.

"Yes!" The fat man nodded shyly.

"Then what are you going to do to dig a hole? What are we doing here in this ruins? Let's see if you dig a hole!" Miss Tang was angry. She felt like she had been deceived by an idiot.

"Aren't I just thinking about digging to the lower layer as soon as possible? If I slowly check the things in the soil, the progress will be much slower!" The fat man explained stammeringly.

"You defeated!" Tang Xiaoguo looked back at the passage he had just passed, thinking that there were so many good things left behind.

"Then can you dig?" the fat man asked in a low voice.

Miss Tang didn't say anything and kicked hard at the wall.

Seeing that Tang Xiaoguo was hesitant, Chu Nan couldn't help but ask: "Senior sister, what did the sect send us to this ruins this time? Could it be that it's really just for the sake of experience?"

Miss Tang bulged her mouth: "Of course it's just for the sake of experience. My father said that even if you enter the ruins, some people will naturally be in a hurry to do something. As for us, just play around."

"Oh!" Chu Nan showed an expression of understanding.

Tang Xiaoguo continued, "However, if it is convenient, there are some things that can still be done."

"What's the matter?" Chu Nan was really stunned. He was as mature as a fat man and stayed aside and didn't speak obediently.

"make trouble!"

Tang Xiaoguo said that, and then made up his mind, patted the fat man and continued, "Don't look for anything, dig down hard, dig to the bottom first!"

"Okay!" The fat man pretended to roll up his sleeves and continued his career in digging.

...

On the tenth floor of the ruins, deep in a tunnel, there was a illumination bead on the ground. A red-robed monk in the late stage of Qi refining waved a strange-shaped shovel and was digging hard. The digging soil was put into a space bag by him. The shovel should be a digging tool specially prepared by Wulianggu for his disciples. It was quite easy to use. Soon, the red-robed monk dug up about a ft.

"Ding!" A crisp sound of metal collision came.

The monk in red robe quickly stopped digging and reached out to carefully flip over the soil layer in front of him. Soon, a metal object the size of a child slap appeared in his hand.

"Is this?" Hong Pao Jingshen looked at the item dug out, and there seemed to be a few small characters engraved on it.

"Long life... a hundred years old, what is this?" Hongpao barely recognized the handwriting on it, but she really didn't know what it was.

"This is called the long-lived lock!" A lazy voice sounded from behind.

"Oh, Long Life Lock? Hum?" Hong Pao muttered, suddenly feeling something was wrong. How could someone be behind him? He was about to turn around to check.

"Bang!" a heavy blow.

Hongpao's eyes fainted.

I don't know how long he struggled to wake up, but his head was still dizzy. He reached out and touched it, and an exaggerated bag bulged behind his head. He shook his head, and Hong Pao slowly woke up. After a brief look, he found that the long-lived lock he had just obtained had disappeared, and the storage bags he had with him and the garbage bags containing the broken soil were gone. Even the shovel disappeared, and only the beads used for lighting were thrown aside at will.

"Hmph! Which fool who killed thousands of swords is robbing here!" He was indignant: "If you have too much stuff in your storage bag, you have to hand over to the sect? Can you still fall into your own hands?"

Indeed, the things that the disciples of Wuliang Valley bring when entering the ruins will be strictly inspected at the entrance. The top priority of the inspection is to prevent the spirit gathering plate and any items with similar functions from being brought into the ruins. This is to prevent anyone from making breakthroughs with the help of prehistoric antiques in the ruins.

In addition, all the personal belongings of Wuliang Valley disciples will be recorded in detail. When they go out, they must hand over everything they have to do, and they can only get a small contribution point. In this way, snatching other people's belongings from the ruins can only be described as harming others and not benefiting oneself. No wonder the red robe is angry.

But soon the red robe noticed something was wrong, and he found that the red robe on his body had been stripped away.

There are few monks who are not smart in their heads. The red robe without red robe is naturally not an idiot. He thought of the most likely possibility in an instant: "Outsiders have sneaked in!"

Hong Pao, who had no red robe, stood there to measure gains and losses, and finally decided that even if he was punished by the sect, he would have to report it to the sect. If the outsider had done something big in his red robe, he would not be able to bear it anyway.

Thinking of this, he hurried back along the way.

Not long after he walked, he was called by a red robe coming towards him. In this secret realm, everyone was wearing red robe. His gray underwear was really conspicuous. It was reasonable to be called by someone. He had nothing to do with his back, so just say it clearly.

When I got closer, I found that he knew the person in front of me, so there was no problem. I quickly clasped my fists and explained the situation: "Junior Brother Lu, I was just attacked by someone, and that man took my red robe. I was afraid that outsiders had sneaked in. I was about to go out to report to the sect. If my junior brother had nothing to do, he would go with me, so I could have some care."

The junior brother surnamed Lu in front of him was stunned when he heard the news: "Senior Brother Shui, are you saying that an outsider took your red robe?"

"I think this should be the case!" Hongpao, surnamed Shui, nodded.

"What kind of person?" asked the junior brother surnamed Lu.

"This man was attacking behind me, and I didn't see anyone like that." Hongpao, surnamed Shui, looked embarrassed.

"It's in this passage?" The junior brother surnamed Lu continued to ask.

Hongpao, surnamed Shui nodded and replied, "That's right, it's not far ahead."

The junior brother surnamed Lu turned his eyes: "If you have a job below, I'm afraid I can't go with my senior brother. Senior brother, please go with me carefully!"

Hongpao, surnamed Shui, shook her head, feeling very dissatisfied: If you don’t go with me, you will talk so much nonsense.

Thinking of this, Hongpao, surnamed Shui, didn't say much, turned around and headed towards the exit.

"Senior Brother, take care of it." The voice of the junior brother named Lu came from behind. Hongpao, surnamed Shui, was too lazy to turn around, and waved his hand behind his back as a farewell. Before he could put down his hand, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and saw a sharp sword tip coming out of his front chest.

The surname Hongpao of Shui was full of disbelief, and a stream of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at his fellow disciple who was still smiling in front of him. The surname Hongpao of Shui opened his mouth wide, and still couldn't believe that his junior brother who had no grudges with him had actually attacked him.

"Lu Shi...you..."

Before he finished speaking, the monk named Shui lost consciousness and fell to the ground with a loud noise.
Chapter completed!