On the other side.

Under the leadership of the old eunuch, Zhan Wuque and An Lan turned left and right in the palace, and walked around for a long time before they arrived at a closed palace.

There are overgrown here, and a thick layer of dead leaves is piled up on the ground. It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.

"Strange, why are there no guards here?"

An Lan said, with doubts in her eyes.

This is the national treasury, shouldn’t it be heavily guarded?

The old eunuch did not explain, but slowly pushed open the door.

"Crack!"

The door opened, revealing the dark hall.

An Lan's pupils shrank, and not far away, an old man with a dry hair and a shriveled body, with his two-plate squids, closed his eyes and meditated, without any vitality in his body, his heart was beating like a mummy.

Seeing the mummy, the old eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully, and took out a dragon-shaped token and held it high. "Report to the ancestor, the old slave, on the order of His Majesty, to bring the two of them to come and allow them to take away four things."

No mummy was seen moving, but there was a sound echoing in the empty hall, "Go."

"Verination?"

An Lan was shocked.

What surprised her even more was that no matter how she looked at it, the other party was obviously dead, and it had been dead for a long time.

Zhan Wuque glanced at the mummy deeply.

An Lan couldn't see it, how could he not see it?

This old mummy man has the cultivation level of Wuzong and is even more profound than Emperor Tang.

The reason An Lan couldn't notice it was because the old man's body was indeed dead, to be precise, it was a fake death.

In this way, life span can be reduced to a certain extent.

Once a special situation occurs, the soul returns to its position and can wake up again.

No wonder the treasury has no guards.

The old man alone is worth thousands of troops.

If the old man can't stop him, no matter how many guards there are, it will be a waste.

The old eunuch took the two to a bronze door that was two tall.

"The treasury is inside. Please, please remember, you can only choose four kinds of things."

The old eunuch gave way.

An Lan and Zhan Wuque looked at each other and pushed the door open.

The treasury is very large, but it is also very empty. This is the first feeling when the two of them came in.

And it was filled with thick dust everywhere, and spider webs were everywhere.

I'm afraid no one has cleaned it for thousands of years.

I think so, except for Emperor Tang, few people are qualified to come here.

The two walked together and looked around.

They had plenty of time, so Emperor Tang asked them to come in and choose, but there was no time limit.

"What's this?"

An Lan picked up half of the insect shell, which was colorful and unique, with a dreamy beauty.

"The five-colored demon insect on Beizhou Continent is one of the top ten royal tribes among the demon tribes in Beizhou Continent."

Zhan Wuque said lightly.

"Beizhou Continent?"

An Lan was shocked.

It is a continent full of monsters. There are very few human warriors, and they can basically survive. Some warriors are even caught by the demon clan and ordered as slaves.

"The original body of this insect shell seems to have eighth-level cultivation, but it has been at least five thousand years ago and is useless, otherwise it would be an excellent piece of refining material."

Zhan Wuque shook his head.

Hearing Zhan Wuque say this, An Lan throws the insect shell away, but she is amazed in her heart that Zhan Wuque has rich knowledge.

"What is this?"

An Lan picked up a fish fin that was as thin as a cicada's wing but extremely sharp.

An Lan gently stroked her hands and felt a chill pricking her palm.

She was a little scared.

What kind of fish is this? After so long, a piece of fish fin can threaten her?

Because Dongzhou is basically all land and there are few big rivers, this is the first time An Lan has seen such a terrible fish fin.

"This is the fin of the sea shark tribe on the South China Sea continent. I advise you to throw it away quickly, otherwise the shark qi will enter the body and it will be difficult to remove it. When you go to the South China Sea, the sea shark tribe smells the smell. If you don't kill it, you won't stop. This tribe is one of the ocean overlords of the South China Sea. I'm afraid there are still old monsters of the demigod level that survive."

Zhan Wuque said lightly.

Hearing Zhan Wuque say this, An Lan quickly threw the fish fins.

"Demigod level! So terrifying!"

An Lan was frightened very much.

"The lifespan of the sea and demon clans is at least ten times that of human warriors. Not to mention the demigod level, it is not impossible for the god level."

Zhan Wuque's tone was calm.

It has been ten thousand years since his rebirth. He still remembers that there were three demigod-level powerful men in the Sea Shark clan back then.

Now ten thousand years have passed. With the lifespan of the Sea Shark clan, if these three people are still alive without accidents, maybe one of them has already broken through the god level.

"Didn't it mean that there are no gods in the Gods continent?"

An Lan said in a daze.

Zhan Wuque smiled lightly, but there was no explanation.

In any era, there will be no god-free.

Not to mention anything else, there are definitely gods sleeping under the glaciers of the Arctic.

There are many secrets in the continent of Gods, and even in his previous life, there are many places he has not set foot on.

After being reborn, Zhan Wuque felt that the continent of Gods was full of mysteries.

Extraterritorial demons, divine blood of the god king, Nine Continents Cauldron, urn...

These are just what Zhan Wuque encountered, and there are more secrets that he did not involve.

Shaking his head, Zhan Wuque didn't think much, and carefully checked the treasures on the rows of shelves around him.

Most of the national treasury are refining materials, objects on monsters, a small number of spiritual medicines, and some miscellaneous things.

"Look at the weapons first."

Zhan Wuquedao.

Not far away, there are rows of weapons stands in a corner of the warehouse.

The two walked over.

An Lan picked up a long sword and gestured a few times.

"Are you used to using a sword?"

Zhan Wuque asked.

"Yeah," An Lan nodded.

"What are the requirements for the sword?"

The sword is divided into softness, hardness, length, thickness, and attributes. It depends on personal usage habits, or practice techniques, etc.

“I like lighter ones.”

An Lan started to pick inside.

The weapons in the national treasury are basically ground weapons.

Because no one has cleaned up for a long time, it seems very messy.

Various weapons, such as swords, swords, sticks, etc. can be seen everywhere.

"Master, what do you think of this sword?"

An Lan walked over with a long sword and said.

This sword is three feet long and three minutes long, very thin, like a cicada wing, and is a woman-style accessory.
To be continued...