Within the pitch-black cave, there was a faint glow. In front of the mountain wall stood a black-robed youth. His eyes flickered with purple light as he stared at the mountain wall. His expression was filled with shock and astonishment.
"Could this be the Desolate Ancient Formation?"
In front of him, it was just an ordinary mountain wall. However, under the gaze of the purple eyes, rays of dazzling divine light flashed. An extremely complicated circular formation appeared in his eyes.
After a while, Feng Hao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch the lines. There was nothing strange when he touched it. When he approached it again, he had already touched the mountain wall.
"So it's like this."
Although he couldn't touch it, Feng Hao didn't feel strange at all. The purple light in his eyes faded and he called out softly, "Master?"
"Yes."
As he spoke, a ray of light flowed out again and condensed into the figure of an old man. After a while, the old man's eyes turned purple. He stared straight at the wall as if he could see through everything.
"Tsk tsk, there are quite a lot of things in there."
Elder Fen clicked his tongue and his purple eyes faded. He turned to the side and looked at the excited young man. He rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to rob everything?Let me tell you, there are three Martial King level wild beasts, dozens of Martial Venerable level wild beasts, and countless others. It's fine to let that little guy steal one or two things, but if there are more, it'll be miserable. "
"Uh …"
Feng Hao's face stiffened. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Master, then …"
He really couldn't bring himself to say that he stole.
"Inside, there is a small black box floating above the coffin. That's the only thing I can't see through. Later, ask it to steal it."
Elder Fen's expression also became serious. There was actually something that he couldn't see through. This couldn't help but arouse some curiosity in his quiet heart.
"Oh."
Feng Hao's eyes lit up and he asked, "Could it be the Desolate Ancient Secret Skill?"
"You brat, you're always talking about secret skills and secret skills. If secret skills were so easy to get, wouldn't it be a disaster?Moreover, do you think Secret Skills are so easy to cultivate? "
Elder Fen snorted and reprimanded him, "Every secret skill has its own uniqueness. Not everyone can practice it. Even if you obtain a secret skill, you only have 0.1% chance to practice it. So, stop dreaming!"
"The secret skill has such a requirement?"
Feng Hao smiled awkwardly and couldn't help but think of Yan Qing.
He felt that this girl definitely had a secret technique. Otherwise, with her Martial Disciple cultivation, how could she fight against a Martial Grand Master?
After thinking about it, he pulled out the dozing ball from his arms.
"Hehe, little ball."
Looking at the sleepy little thing, Fenghao's face revealed a naughty smile that harbored evil intentions, causing the little fellow to use all its strength to shrink into his embrace.
"Haha …"
Seeing Feng Hao's embarrassed look, Elder Fen laughed out loud.
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched and he pulled out the ball once again. The martial energy in his body surged and surged out frantically. It flowed along the arm and directly into the little thing's body.
"Squeak!"
Only after about half an hour did the little ball open its eyes comfortably. A trace of satisfaction appeared in its watery eyes.
"Why didn't you stuff yourself to death!"
Retrieving the Martial Crystal in his right hand, Feng Hao cursed inwardly. Just as he was about to ask Elder Fen to make a move, the ball directly jumped down and penetrated the cave wall. With a ripple, it disappeared without a trace.
"This …"
Before Feng Hao could react, he was dumbfounded by the ripple in front of him.
This little fellow actually ignored the boundary of the great array and directly penetrated it!
When Feng Hao turned around and wanted to ask Elder Fen, he found that the old man also looked like he had seen a ghost. He could not recover for a long time.
"How is this possible?"
After a long time, Elder Fen retracted his gaze. His eyes flickered and he kept murmuring.
"Master, this is …?"
Seeing that the old man had calmed down, Feng Hao asked weakly.
He was also anxious to know what was going on.
"This …"
After pondering for a while, Elder Fen frowned and said, "It should be because this little wild beast is a little special. As for the specific reason, I don't know. However, it's a good thing for you."
"Oh, hehe …"
Understanding this, Fenghao let out a complacent laugh, causing the old man to feel depressed.
Although the young man in front of him was born in poverty, his encounters really made him envious.
Xiao Chen had managed to obtain an existence like the Crimson Lotus Herb King when he was only a Martial Disciple. Now, this strange little beast that had appeared out of nowhere was even more of a stroke of luck.
Soon after, a layer of purple light appeared in Old Fen's eyes as he stared at the cave wall. He saw Xiao Qiu holding the strange box in its mouth as it eagerly ran over to his side.
"It's out!"
Seeing that the surrounding wild beasts did not care about the little beast, Elder Fen heaved a sigh of relief and turned his head.
Indeed, not long after, a ripple appeared on the cave wall. A furry little beast leaped out with a small box the size of half a palm in its mouth.
Seeing its proud look, the corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched and he directly snatched the small box.
It was a little cold in his hand. On the surface of the small black box, there were many inexplicable patterns. The color of these patterns was very bright, and they were overflowing with light, rippling with an inexplicable meaning.
"This box."
When the box was in his hand, Feng Hao felt an inexplicable throbbing. His heartbeat also increased stealthily. The Illusionary Martial Technique in his body also seemed to become a little restless, swaying a little restlessly.
"Open it and take a look!"
Elder Fen's pair of purple eyes lit up again. After a long time, he finally shook his head and urged.
"Okay."
Fenghao nodded his head. He stretched out his trembling hand and slowly covered it.
When he used force, the box did not budge.
"Uh …"
Feng Hao's face turned awkward. He used force again, but the box still did not open.
Martial energy surged into his palm, and green veins appeared on his arm.
"Ah!"
Fenghao snorted softly and exerted his strength.
In the end … it still did not open.
"Why is it like this?"
Fenghao furrowed his brows, feeling very depressed.
The treasure was clearly in his hand, but he could not open it and could not see it. It was easy to imagine how he felt.
"Yiya!Yiya! "
Hearing this strange sound, Fenghao lowered his head, only to see Little Qiuqiu rolling on the ground with laughter. Its hands and feet danced in joy, and a very strange laughter came from its mouth, as if it was mocking Fenghao's ignorance.
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