In Meng Xiang's eyes, something really existed on the sky that seemed empty. Just like looking up at the sky at night, there were indeed many stars, but there were more stars that could not be seen. The situation he encountered was quite similar to this.

Is it a trick to fool? Although Meng Xiang knew that the person who placed the treasure used a trick to fool, he still had to admire his cleverness.

If the treasure-selected person chooses all the treasures he deserves before the sky shaking, he will be sent out from the house immediately and will not have the chance to discover the hidden treasures.

Even if some treasure-selected people are like him, they will wait until the sky moves. At that time, most people will probably choose whatever they first react, so as to avoid the end of returning empty-handed. It is impossible to find hidden treasures in this part.

Even if someone poured his Taoist energy into his eyes and looked at the sky as soon as he came in, he could not find the hidden treasure. At that time, the 360 ​​stars were all hanging high in the sky, with too brightness, and the hidden treasure was too inconspicuous, and there was almost no possibility of being discovered.

Therefore, it is indeed not easy to discover hidden treasures. Unless you know the secret of the sky in advance, it takes luck to obtain hidden treasures. Meng Xiang believes that hundreds of people participate in the selection of treasures, and one person is very likely to discover hidden treasures.

Meng Xiang's extremely deep eyes swam around eight treasures that were deliberately hidden. Each treasure seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke from Mengshan, almost blending into one with the sky. Only their outlines could be vaguely seen, and their aura was not revealed at all.

Meng Xiang once tried to use his spiritual sense to pull them to his own face and make careful and comprehensive observations, but his spiritual sense could not play a role at all. They were like old trees that plunged their roots deep into the ground, and could not be shaken at all.

After a while, Meng Xiang basically identified what the eight treasures were, one knife, one sword, one gun, one piano, one bell, one cauldron, one mask and one stroke. The last two things were relatively unsure, and he was only 60% or 70% sure.

After a while, Meng Xiang expressed a certain idea about the two selected treasures. Soon, two faint streams of light flew in front of him, a silver-gray mask and an ancient painting, which were the two treasures he was most unsure about. If light came from his guess, his guess was undoubtedly very accurate, and the result of his guess was completely consistent with the actual thing.

In fact, Meng Xiang's motivation for choosing these two treasures was very simple, and he needed it for a mask. He gradually felt that hiding his appearance was very necessary, so he chose the mask. He felt that it could be hidden by the person who placed the treasures to be painstakingly, and it must be extraordinary. At least he wore it, and it would definitely help him cover his appearance and not be discovered.

After Meng Xiang got the mask, the information he received from it made him very happy. He did not make the wrong choice. Its name is very simple, called the Phantom. The wearer can set a face by himself or change it to a specific target.

After the wearer sets a face by himself, as long as the virtual information of the face is transmitted to the illusion surface, such as personality, temperament, identity and occupation, it will be transformed into the wearer so that others will not find flaws.

If the face is set as the appearance of a specific target, as long as the wearer inputs the image of the target into the magic face, it will help the wearer move closer to the selected target. Not only does the appearance be exactly the same, but the physical characteristics, and even the most difficult temperament to model will be exactly the same, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

However, what made Meng Xiang most satisfied with the fantasy face was that even if his identity was discovered, as long as he did not take it down, it would be impossible for others to know his appearance.

Meng Xiang put the illusion into his arms, then turned his gaze to the ancient painting, and his expression became a little solemn. If choosing the illusion was his intention, then choosing this ancient painting was not what he wanted. According to his intention, he was planning to choose the tripod, but he could not choose it.

When entering the room to choose treasures, Meng Xiang once notified Mo Tong and Hongxue, hoping that they could serve as counselors for him and select the best treasures, but the result disappointed him and he couldn't contact them at all.

He was startled at first, thinking that something was wrong with Mo Tong and Hongxue, but after ordinary temptations, he understood the reason. Perhaps the person who set up the secret realm set up a ban in the room to prevent cheating and cut off his contact with them.

Not long ago, Meng Xiang weighed it and selected the treasure to obtain, but just as he was about to make determination through his spiritual consciousness, the sword light in his sea of ​​consciousness shook. The next moment, he knew what it meant, and it asked him to choose the painting. Given its magic, he immediately abandoned the tripod and chose the ancient painting.

Meng Xiang looked at the ancient painting carefully, wanting to see what magic it is, but the result was disappointing. Not only did it not take the initiative to convey information about it to him, but more importantly, there was nothing in the picture.

It is a bit inaccurate to say that there is nothing. There is still something on the picture, and it fills the entire picture, that is, fog, gray fog, and there is nothing but fog on the whole picture.

At first, Meng Xiang thought that the painting was a trick like the sky, so he set up a trick on the picture, but after his attempt, nothing was found on the picture except fog.

After thinking about it, Meng Xiang was about to put the painting into the storage ring. He had discovered the secret of hidden treasures because of the falling stars, but he did not think that these hidden treasures had disappeared again. He could also discover other treasures. He was going to use up the last place to choose treasures as soon as possible to prevent changes.

Just as Meng Xiang was about to roll up the picture, an unexpected situation suddenly appeared. A ray of light suddenly appeared in the gray picture, and the light was extremely special. As soon as his eyes touched it, he felt a violent shock. Not only his body, but also his consciousness seemed to freeze.

The next moment, the light suddenly shone brightly, like lightning tearing apart the dark clouds, flying out of the heavy fog on the picture, revealing a majestic and unruly figure.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Xiang found that everything in front of him had disappeared, leaving only the light that had turned into a shocking rainbow. It seemed to have left the picture and flew straight towards him.

Meng Xiang felt that his body and consciousness had completely lost control. Even when he saw the light flying towards him, he clearly felt the powerful aura contained on it that cuts away everything. He still couldn't move at all, let alone avoid it.

Meng Xiang suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he couldn't help but shivered and shivered. Then, the white light, dazzling white light, and only a piece of snow-white left in his eyes. After a while, his eyesight was restored.

Almost subconsciously, he looked at the ancient painting in his hand. At this time, it had undergone a huge change: the fog that covered the entire picture completely disappeared, the patterns on the picture were clearly revealed, and the content was a quiet pastoral scenery.

Farmhouses, fences, vegetable beds, streams, orchards... are no longer different from ordinary pastoral paintings. However, he soon discovered the difference, that is, it lacks vitality. Farmers, children, chickens, ducks, geese and plowing oxes that appear almost in ordinary pastoral paintings are the same.

After sorting out the messages conveyed to him by the changed painting, Meng Xiang smiled in surprise. The painting in his hand was actually a magic weapon called Taoyuan Tu.

The Cave Heaven Magic Weapon is a relatively special type of magic weapon, which is very precious. It is somewhat similar to a storage magic weapon, but the biggest difference between it and storage magic weapon is that it can put living things in it and can also live in it.

As for why there are no living creatures in the Taoyuan map, he has not been explained, but he doesn't care, because with the Taoyuan map, he will be able to do a lot of things.

Meng Xiang rolled up the Taoyuan map and put it in his arms. Fortunately, it was not big, so it took even smaller places to roll it up, so it would not be a problem to put it in his arms.

As soon as he closed the Taoyuan picture, Meng Xiang began to check the situation in the sea of ​​consciousness immediately. When the light flew out of the painting and shot towards his face, he vaguely saw it entering his body from his eyebrows.

Meng Xiang found that his sea of ​​consciousness was different from before. Although there were fire-type Taoist species and Tongtian vines in his sea of ​​consciousness, they would emit light, but the entire sea of ​​consciousness was still dark. At this time, under his inner vision, his sea of ​​consciousness was bright, even a little dazzling. The source of the light was the sword light, which emitted dazzling light...

When Meng Xiang saw the sword light through his inner vision, its light suddenly burst out, and then turned into a flood that flowed through his body, making every part of his body coated with a faint silver light. At the same time, he also got a message from the sword light.

The ancient painting he obtained was called the "Sky Creation Picture". It was not a human-made painting, but the imprint that opened the sky and cuts through chaos and opens the world, and contains the most primitive and original mystery of "cutting".

Unfortunately, it is just one of the many imprints left by the light of opening the sky, and it is also very shallow and subtle. Otherwise, not only the sword light in his mind could be greatly strengthened, but even Meng Xiang himself would have great benefits.

However, Meng Xiang was already very satisfied. He was lucky to be able to get a mark left by the light of the sky. What's more, the sealing of this mark was a magic weapon for the cave, which can be said to be a buy one free one.

After sorting and digesting the message conveyed to him by the sword light, under Meng Xiang's inward vision, the sword light once again returned to its deep and restrainedness, but both its size and the breath it revealed were much larger than before.
Chapter completed!