There was a room of about twenty square meters. There was a young man lying on the floor. The young man seemed to have fainted. At this moment, the young man's eyes were trembling slightly. The young man opened his eyes with difficulty and blinked to adapt to the light in the room.
The young man was Jiang Chen. After being attacked by the mysterious will energy that did not dissipate, Jiang Chen tried his best to gather and disperse the will energy, but because he consumed too much spiritual power, he fainted.
Now that Jiang Chen has independently recovered some spiritual power, of course it is just a trace, which can ensure Jiang Chen wakes up. The first thing Jiang Chen does when he wakes up is to sit cross-legged and absorb the spiritual energy.
There seemed to be plenty of spiritual energy in this room. It only took Jiang Chen half an hour to absorb all the exhausted spiritual energy. Jiang Chen felt the sufficient spiritual energy in his Dantian and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
‘Huh!’ Jiang Chen exhaled, stood up, and took a good look at the room. He came in just now, but before he could take a look, he was attacked by the energy of will.
The room was about twenty square meters, surrounded by walls. In front of the wall in front of Jiang Chen was a place that looked like a bookshelf. It was covered with dust and you couldn't see if there were any books. There was a bed in the left corner. It seemed like someone was living there.
Here, just when Jiang Chen saw the spiders crawling around the corner of the bed, he knew that even if someone lived there, it was a long time ago.
His eyes moved to the right. There were four paintings hanging on the wall on the right. He glanced at them and then moved away. Because the paintings were covered with dust, Jiang Chen couldn't see clearly what the paintings were.
At this time, Jiang Chen's eyes were attracted by a small basket hanging above his head. He raised his head to observe the roof, and suddenly saw this basket. The basket was actually an ordinary basket, but a corner was exposed outside the basket.
The horns seemed to be cow horns, and some seemed to be sheep horns, but this horn was not that simple. The important thing was that the tip of the horn was glowing with gold, and it seemed that it was not contaminated by the dust, and its luster remained unchanged.
Jiang Chen just glanced at it and saw that this corner was extraordinary and must be useful. He kicked his feet, activated his spiritual power, and jumped instantly. The roof was not high, and he could easily reach the golden sharp corner with one jump.
But Jiang Chen's face instantly turned green. The horn was placed in a basket and should be easily removed. However, Jiang Chen used his spiritual power to jump up and grab it, and pulled it downwards with the help of inertia. The golden horn actually didn't move at all.
, it seems that Jiang Chen’s strength is useless against the sharp angle.
Jiang Chen couldn't help it, let go, jumped and tried again, but it still didn't work. Jiang Chen pulled it a dozen times in a row, but the result was still the same, the golden horn wouldn't move.
Jiang Chen was helpless and sighed. Good things are destined to happen. Since I can't get it, it means I have no luck, Jiang Chen thought in his heart.
Now Jiang Chen really can't eat the grapes, so he calls them sour.
Jiang Chen's complexion became much better in just an instant. Seeing that he couldn't get the golden horn, he stepped forward and walked to the bed. Jiang Chen opened the curtains, and what greeted him was plenty of spiritual energy.
Jiang Chen's face was shocked. At first glance, the bed was emerald green, like jade, crystal clear. The bed was exuding white mist, like mist in the air.
How could this bed have such sufficient spiritual power? Jiang Chen thought to himself, could it be a Thousand-Year Qi Jade? It is something from legend! He looked at it carefully without blinking. The bed was translucent and it seemed that the bottom could be seen.
It seems like the bottom can't be seen.
At first glance, he felt that this bed must be a good bed, but what Jiang Chen couldn't figure out was how could such a good bed be here?
Jiang Chen reached out and touched the corner of the bed.
'sieve'
A cold air spread along Jiang Chen's fingers to all parts of his body, and Jiang Chen's nerves suddenly trembled.
'Sure enough, sure enough, it is indeed a Thousand-Year Qi Jade! Hahaha.' As soon as Jiang Chen felt the cold air, he was sure that this bed must be a Thousand-Year Qi Jade.
Before Jiang Chen could cultivate his spiritual power, Jiang Chen's father Jiang Tianyuan once told Jiang Chen about this Thousand Years Qi Jade.
The main function of the Thousand-Year Qi Jade is to be used for cultivation by the warriors in the early spiritual realm. Because Jiang Chen could not sense the spiritual energy, Jiang Tianyuan asked around, hoping that there could be a Thousand-Year Qi Jade that could be purchased so that Jiang Chen could sense the spiritual energy.
It’s just that although this Thousand-Year Qi Jade is used by warriors in the early spiritual realm, it is actually rare, because only those that are more than a thousand years old can be used to gather spiritual energy. A thousand-year-old jade, the average life span of a warrior is only a hundred years!
Jiang Tianyuan told Jiang Chen that if you touch the Thousand-Year Qi Jade, you will feel a cold current flowing from your hands to your heart. It can collect all the spiritual energy within a radius of several miles into your body to supply spiritual energy.
Jiang Chen looked at the big bed in front of him. It was actually a thousand-year-old jade. He was so excited in his heart, but no matter how excited he was, this thing was too big!
Jiang Chen knew that there was nothing he could do now, so he had to find an exit first, so he walked towards the bookshelf. There were four floors in the bookshelf, only one person high. There were indeed no books on it, let alone any martial arts or martial arts. It was empty.
There is nothing on the bookshelf.
Jiang Chen walked around the bookshelf again and again, looking again and again. If there is any mechanism, it should usually be on the bookshelf. Therefore, if Jiang Chen wants to find the exit, then this bookshelf must be where Jiang Chen must look.
I looked very carefully, but it didn't seem to be here, so I just couldn't find it.
After looking at the bookshelf, Jiang Chen seemed to feel that there was no exit here, so he walked to the right.
The four paintings were all hanging there. Jiang Chen blew a breath. There was dust flying on them and they were really dirty. Looking at these paintings, they looked vaguely like calligraphy and painting, but also seemed to be landscape paintings.
Jiang Chen tried to take down all four paintings, put them on the ground, wiped the dust, and took a closer look. It turned out that these were not landscape paintings, nor calligraphy and painting, but figures.
In the first painting, there is a swordsman in green clothes, standing on the top of a mountain, like a god looking down on the world. Although Jiang Chen's eyes are looking at the painting, Jiang Chen just feels that the back of the swordsman in green clothes in this painting is vague.
It exudes a swordsman's artistic conception, like a sword cutting through the sky.
The second painting, a woman in purple, is also painted from the back, but even from the back, you can see how beautiful the back is. She is standing on the top of the mountain, with the purple skirt, as if she is the one who came to the mortal world.
Fairy-like.
The third painting shows an old man in gray clothes. He seems to be over ten years old. He seems to have great strength in his vicissitudes of life. The old man has extremely deep eye sockets and his eyes are as deep as black holes.
The fourth painting only has five simple words, and the rest are all blank, with nothing else "Pure Spiritual Skills Volume 1"