"There is such a magical treasure? Judging from the appearance, it is at least a Xuan-level treasure."
Lin Lang put the bracelet on with satisfaction and did not take it off again. If he had such a treasure and constantly restored his spiritual energy during the battle, he would be able to use a lot more spiritual energy and have more fighting time.
The second more conspicuous magic weapon is a fiery red bead. The bead is the size of a bull's eye, with the words "Fire Condensing Bead" engraved on the surface. You can feel a blazing energy when you put it in your hand. Lin Lang felt
He felt that the flame spirit in his body suddenly became excited. So he summoned the Red Dragon Sword and waved it casually a few times, and pieces of broken flames immediately appeared in the air.
"drink!"
Lin Lang summoned with all his strength, and flames soared into the sky from the Red Dragon Sword. The flames were much more powerful than before. With a thought in his mind, Lin Lang put the Fire Bead back into the storage ring, and the flames on the Red Dragon Sword were
The flames immediately became much weaker.
"So that's it! This fire-condensing bead can enhance the power of the flame aura, which is perfect for me who practices the Flame Sword Art!"
Lin Lang's face was full of excitement, he took the Ninghuo Bead with him, and then looked at the last unique magic weapon.
These are a pair of green boots. They look ordinary on the outside, but if you get closer you can hear the whistling sound coming from the boots. There should be unexpected effects if you put them on.
Lin Lang took out the boots and tried to put them on, but found that the size was not quite right.
The size of these boots was too small, and they seemed to be worn by women. Lin Lang could only shake his head with regret and put away the boots for the time being.
The remaining treasures didn't look particularly outstanding. Lin Lang just picked up some suitable yellow-level treasures. Breastplates, shoulder armors, arm guards, etc., all that fit his body size were put on as much as possible. One set.
After all, Lin Lang had as many as ten treasures on his body! Although most of them were yellow-level treasures, quantity was the best!
Lin Lang put away the ring with satisfaction. It must be said that this Qinglian Sect disciple's collection is really rich. There are more than 20 treasures of various sizes in total. You know, only the core disciples of the Suzaku Sect have it.
A person who is qualified to receive yellow-level treasures can own more than twenty pieces alone. This is the gap.
Lin Lang finally opened the ring that belonged to Fan Yuankai, which was also the ring he was most looking forward to. After all, Fan Yuankai's was the strongest among the three, and his collection was certainly not weak.
But when Lin Lang opened it, his expectations were suddenly dashed.
Because there are no spiritual stones, no weapons or treasures in Fan Yuankai's ring, and even the elixirs only have a few bottles of healing medicine.
His storage ring was filled with piles of books. The stacks of books were neatly placed, even arranged in order by serial number and size. There was also a burning burning in the storage ring.
A strange stone. The stone releases a faint incense, which slows down the aging of the parchment books in the space.
"Can't you tell that Fan Yuankai is a book lover?" Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and took out a pile of parchment books that were nearby.
"Qinglian Sect."
Three simple large characters are printed on it.
Qinglian Sect? Isn't it the sect of the disciple Fan Yuankai just defeated... Lin Lang thought in his mind, and then opened the first page of the book.
"Qinglian Sect. Ranked 29th in the Southern Territory. It has existed for more than a thousand years since its establishment in Tianyuan 14526. The representative of the sect: the first head of the sect, Qinglian Zhenren, whose cultivation reached the Emperor's Spirit Realm. He is famous in the Southern Territory.
There is an enemy."
"The current leader Zhong Chuan is at the eighth level of the Holy Spirit Realm."
"Qinglian Sect's unique martial arts skills: Qinglian Transformation, Qinglian Shadow Stepping, Qinglian Nine Swords..."
"On behalf of the disciples..."
"The way to crack it..."
The densely packed text recorded almost all the information about the Qinglian Sect. The more Lin Lang read, the more frightened he became. The martial arts of the sect were all recorded, and even the methods of cracking them were clearly written! Moreover, the parchment scroll looked a little damp.
The handwriting must have been written not long ago.
"No wonder the disciples of the Qinglian Sect and the Wuying Sect were defeated so quickly. Fan Yuankai has such detailed information about each other in his hands, it is difficult to lose!"
Lin Lang put the Qinglian Sect's parchment back and then flipped through several volumes of parchment, all of which contained information about other sects.
"Shadowless Gate, Heartless Valley, Sunset Sect, Beast Control Sect..."
Lin Lang turned over the pages one by one. Not only the Southern Region, but also the sects in the other three regions had records! Lin Lang instantly had a high opinion of Fan Yuankai. It is said that only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one be invincible in a hundred battles.
If you know all the opponent's strategies, your chances of winning will indeed be much greater.
I originally thought that Fan Yuankai's ring was the most useless, but now it seems that it is the most precious one.
With these books, you can basically understand the origins of most of the sects and masters in the world. If you can digest all these books, you may have more than one chance of winning against people from other sects.
"Um?"
When Lin Lang was immersed in joy, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the smallest pile of books.
There are the fewest scrolls here, but they are placed separately and look a little different.
Lin Lang picked up the top volume, and the words "Ying Tian Zhan" were clearly written on it!
"Martial skills!!"
Lin Lang's eyes suddenly flashed with light. Fan Yuankai even carried his martial arts skills in the storage ring.
Generally speaking, when sects teach martial arts, they will indeed distribute books recording martial arts to their disciples. But after the disciples acquire the martial arts, the books must be taken back immediately, and disciples are strictly prohibited from copying them. After all, martial arts and mental techniques are very important to a sect.
The sect is very important. It is the foundation of the sect. What if it is leaked?
But Fan Yuankai was really an exception. In addition to the Yingtian Slash, the books above also included sword dancing, wind step, Vajra Tan Kick, Feilong Fist, etc. Martial arts that Lin Lang had never heard of. Presumably they were from the Feilong Sect.
of martial arts.
Although they were all unheard of martial arts, Feilong Sect, as the twenty-ranked sect in the Southern Region, naturally passed down much better martial arts skills than those of the Suzaku Sect. Lin Lang decided to learn Yingtian Slash first, and then the rest.
Then pick two or three exercises that are suitable for you to practice.
"This time it was really fruitful. In addition to three wooden charm medals, I also harvested so many spiritual stones and treasures, but the most important ones are Fan Yuankai's books."
Lin Lang stretched out and couldn't help but sigh.
"So, you have no regrets! These sects have a profound foundation, and the resources in the hands of the talented disciples in the sect are even greater than you can imagine. Now I finally don't have to worry about your cultivation resources for the time being."
Qing'er also breathed a sigh of relief like a grown-up, like a parent worried about a child.
Lin Lang chuckled and slowly walked back in the direction of asxs along the original path.
Lin Lang was even more careful on the way back. Not only did he completely restrain his own scent, he also always paid attention to the distribution of fragrance around him. Once he encountered a place with a particularly strong fragrance, he would stay away from it. After all, he had already gathered four people.
Medals, there is no need to trigger meaningless battles anymore.
In this way, Lin Lang gradually got closer while groping. asxs..
Lin Lang pushed aside the bushes, jumped up, and appeared in the sight of Mo Min and others.
At this time, there was no one here, and the only ones left were the Momin Demon Spirit and the dozen or so followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
How dare I be the first to come back? It seems that there is no benefit in being the first to leave.
Lin Lang rested his hands on the back of his head and walked leisurely towards the line of .asxs.
As long as you cross that line and give the medal to someone from the Demon Sect, you will become a member of the Demon Sect...
Lin Lang was thinking in his mind as he walked. He didn't notice the white-robed young man sitting on the ground at all, Hua Luofeng.
"Oh? The first person is back so soon?"
Mo Min raised his eyebrows in surprise. It was just noon now. In previous assessments, people would come back near dusk at the earliest. So what is going on with the kid in front of him? Did he give up?
"Um?"
When Lin Lang got closer, Mo Min recognized that this was the boy who showed murderous intent towards him just now?!
He is also the first person to let go, the person with the lowest level.
Mo Min was a little confused. Of course he didn't think that Lin Lang had collected four medals. He was just confused as to why he was able to escape the pursuit of everyone and come back early. Could it be that he obediently handed over the medals in his hand and then turned gray?
Did you come back? If so, it would be too disappointing.
Mo Min let out a disdainful sneer, feeling that he had given this boy too much attention before and had really made a mistake.
But when Mo Min's nose twitched slightly, he smelled a strong aroma coming from Lin Lang's body. Even though they were far away, it still clearly penetrated Mo Min's nose!
Not only Mo Min, but also the demon spirit lying on the rocking chair, Hua Luofeng sitting on the ground, and the Tianmo Cult members standing in a row all smelled the scent of Lin Lang.
The demon spirit finally opened her lazy eyes. When she saw Lin Lang, the corner of her mouth unconsciously raised a smile. Even Hua Luofeng stood up and walked slowly towards Lin Lang.
Mo Min was really shocked this time. Judging from the richness of the fragrance, this kid must have more than two Wooden Charm medals! Did he really succeed in collecting four medals? This is too fast.
Bar!
But whether it was good luck or coincidence, meeting Hua Luofeng was the end of it.
Mo Min suddenly felt a little regretful, but this boy was the first one to come back. If it had been someone else, he might have been able to recruit Hua Luofeng and this boy at the same time. It was such a pity.
In fact, from Hua Luofeng's first action after receiving the medal, Mo Min understood that Hua Luofeng didn't bother to chase others and snatch the medal from others. He simply stayed there and waited.
The first person to collect all the medals arrives, and it will save a lot of trouble to snatch the medals from his hands at that time.
I have to say that Hua Luofeng is really arrogant. But he does have the qualifications to be arrogant. Because among all the people, he is the only one who has reached the wandering spirit realm. The gap between the wandering spirit realm and the Yuling realm is very big. Even if there are five Yuling realms,
No one who is at the peak of the spiritual realm is a match for a person who is at the first level of the wandering spirit realm. Along the way, the higher the realm, the harder it becomes to practice, and the gap in strength between monks becomes wider and wider.
However, this is the first time even Mo Min has seen such a practice, but Mo Min likes this temperament very much. People from the Demon Sect should be so arrogant! Ignore the rules and despise all living beings!
Lin Lang was still thinking with his head down, when the sound of rustling footsteps reached his ears. Lin Lang looked up and saw that the young man in white in front of him looked familiar, and then his eyes suddenly widened.
Isn't this the only one in the wandering spirit realm? Why did he suddenly appear in front of him?
Hua Luofeng walked over step by step, with contempt for everything in his eyes. He was not surprised at all by Lin Lang's level, nor did he care about how Lin Lang obtained the Wooden Charm Medal. Because in his opinion, everyone present
All young people are just ants. No matter how jumping an ant is, how can it change the world in front of an elephant?
"Hand over the medal on your body. I won't hurt you."
There was no emotion in Hua Luofeng's tone. It sounded like she was talking to a stranger on the roadside using unfamiliar words, but the content of her words was particularly harsh to Lin Lang's ears.
Give me the medal on your body. It seems to be a matter of course.
I don't hurt you. On the contrary, hurting you is as easy as crushing an ant.
Hua Luofeng's meaning couldn't be more obvious. Lin Lang's heart skipped a beat. He never expected that this most powerful person would simply stay at... asxs... and he would become the number one without dying.
A person who came back with all the medals!
"Hey! What a pity. Although I like Hua Luofeng now, this boy who is at the first level of the Soul Control Realm is not bad, and I like him very much, hehe."
Mo Min crossed his arms across his chest and looked at the two of them with interest. Hua Luofeng's strength no longer needed verification, but he was more looking forward to Lin Lang's reaction. Facing an enemy whose strength gap was as big as a chasm, this first-level Spirit Control Realm
How will the boy choose?
"It's decided! If this kid performs well, I will make an exception and accept him!"
Mo Min slapped his thigh. In the dilemma, he finally chose to break the rules. Anyway, he didn't do it once or twice. The demon sect members next to him had long been accustomed to it.
"Mo Min, have you already predicted that Hua Luofeng will take away the medal from Lin Lang?"
A charming voice came from behind Mo Min, and Mo Min could hear it without looking back. The woman lying on the rocking chair walked slowly over, and finally stood side by side with him.
"Lin Lang? Is that the name of that first-level boy in the Spirit Control Realm?"
Mo Min was stunned for a moment, and then said with certainty: "Of course, Hua Luofeng is at the first level of the Youling Realm. The gap between the Youling Realm and the Yuling Realm, Sister Moling, you don't know, right?? What's more, that guy is only at the Yuling Realm.
At level one, there is no way he can beat Hua Luofeng!"
Sister Mo Ling must have taken a fancy to this boy's face, otherwise why would she always turn to him?? Mo Ming muttered secretly in his heart, but on the surface he did not dare to say more.
"I didn't say that he must be able to defeat Hua Luofeng. It's just that it's not impossible to keep the medal from his hands."
The demon looked at the two of them with a smile, seeming to have great confidence in Lin Lang.
After Mo Min listened, the disdain on his face was clearly evident.
"Looking at how unconvinced you are, do you want to make a bet with me?"
The demon spirit suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Min with a smile.