There is a different cave behind the stone gate.

It seemed like a warehouse inside, with rows of horizontal depressions on the walls, filled with various goods.

Qian Feng looked around, but found that it was just some of the most ordinary antique porcelains, and there was no spiritual charm hidden in it.

"Are that boy Fu Changqing lying to us?" Qian Feng frowned.

Only some people who have a favorite to collect these porcelains will want, and they are not of high value.

Keep moving forward, there are more and more porcelains, piled up like mountains.

Everyone looked all the way, but were disappointed to find that although there were many porcelains here, most of them were handicrafts.

For practice, this kind of handicraft has no use.

"A pile of garbage is really troublesome!" Qian Feng gradually consumed his patience, directly released the flying sword, and slashed at the surrounding porcelain.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Pieces of porcelain were smashed, and Qian Feng was venting his dissatisfaction in his heart frantically.

Unexpectedly, after the mountains of debris around were smashed, an extremely spacious space was revealed.

There, there were pieces of treasures with dazzling light.

"Sky Flint?"

"There is also Xuanyu Fruit! Judging from the quality, it has been tens of thousands of years!"

"Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng, this is a peerless treasure!"

Many people's eyes immediately turned red when they saw this scene in front of them.

At Yuding Academy, no matter what kind of resources it is, it needs to be exchanged with contribution points.

In order to save contribution points, many disciples will not easily exchange them even if they see good resources.

Even though they are top disciples in the academy, their lives are still very difficult.

But now, there is no such worry at all.

These treasures in front of you are all unparalleled, and even if you get them, they are theirs.

“Hahaha, we are developed.”

"Look for it quickly and see if there are any better treasures around."

A group of people ran over and prepared to grab it crazy.

At this moment, Qian Feng suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Let's wait."

The other disciples didn't understand why, so they stood there and watched what Qian Feng was going to say.

Qian Feng raised his head and said, "We discovered the treasures here together, and we should make the distribution first."

"How do you want to allocate?" asked a disciple.

Qian Feng snorted coldly: "Of course, it is based on his strength. This is the unchanging iron law in the world of cultivation. Even if we are fellow disciples, we should follow this rule."

He pointed at these magic weapons, and his face looked arrogant and arrogant: "I should be the strongest among us. I will divide half of it, and you can share the rest, it's not an exaggeration."

Qian Feng said it with confidence, as if this was what it should be.

The other disciples couldn't help but laugh.

Who is this? I have seen someone with thick skin, but I have never seen someone with such thick skin.

"You seem to be dissatisfied? Am I wrong? If it weren't for the sake of my fellow disciples, I wouldn't have given you half of it." Qian Feng snorted coldly.

Qian Feng seemed to remember something again, pointed at Mr. Tian and said, "I think the remaining half can be distributed to Mr. Tian, ​​which is reasonable."

What?

Finally, a disciple roared: "Qian Feng, I have been tolerating you for a long time along the way. Do you really think you have the ability?"

After saying that, the disciple's blood and energy burst out, and a long halberd was transformed into a pointing point directly at Qian Feng.

The blood and energy around him condensed, all of them were shrouded by the disciple, and the air was filled with blood.

The long halberd suddenly separated in the air, forming hundreds of sharp blades that pierced straight down.
Chapter completed!