Wei Fuchen focused his whole body and mind on the four boxes in front of him. Every time he took out something from them, he would look at it for a moment in the light of the fire. These spiritual materials, magic weapons, and bottles of elixirs were all A rare good thing. Especially the elixir, there are not many of them, only five bottles, but each bottle has a silk book, recording the ins and outs of the elixir, as well as the resume of the alchemist.
This is the treatment only available to top-grade elixirs. Every bottle is a treasure! After Wei Fuchen looked through it, he even discovered the Dragon and Tiger Golden elixir made by the great alchemist Xian Mengzi. He couldn't help but smile. His disciple in Baiyue must be very interested in the relics of his late teacher. How much money are you willing to pay? Ten gold, or twenty gold?
He stuffed the last silver stone in the box into the mouth of the tube and watched the silver stone being sent to the back. He felt inexplicably happy and relieved.
The hose is named Thief Tiansuo. He got it from a friend from a family of tomb robbers. The material is not a good one, and the magical weapon is only low-grade. However, the refining idea is very clever. It can use the excavated soil, gravel, The stolen treasures are continuously sent to the rear exit to ensure that the hole dug is the smallest and the collapse of the hole is prevented as much as possible. It also eliminates the pain of transporting soil and saves a lot of time. It is a good magic weapon.
With this magical artifact, Wei Fushen only spent one night digging from a distance to the bottom of Peach Blossom Lady's house and successfully took away the treasure.
Thinking of Peach Blossom Girl, Wei Fushen couldn't help but sigh.
But now was not the time to lament, Wei Fushen began to withdraw from the tunnel. In such a narrow tunnel, he couldn't use his physical strength and could only use his hands and feet to retreat step by step. Take a step back and roll back the Thieving Sky Rope a few times, rolling it back as you go.
The tunnel twists and turns. I don't feel it when I advance, but the difficulty suddenly increases when I retreat. I retreated a few feet patiently. After working all night, sweat was already visible on my forehead, but Wei Fuchen didn't feel the hard work, and his heart was full of joy.
When he retreated further, Wei Fuchen could no longer laugh, and the Thieving Sky Rope could no longer be rolled up - it was broken.
Facing the broken Tiantian cable, Wei Fuchen blinked, suspecting that he had seen it wrong, but the fact was that he had not seen it wrong. If it was broken, it was broken, cleanly.
A cold sweat broke out on his head, which made Wei Fuchen panic. He pushed up his butt with all his strength, lowered his head and looked back. The originally long Thieving Sky Rope was broken and just disappeared out of thin air.
Just when he was panicking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong with the cave wall at the rear right. There was a cave entrance over there, and the soil was piling up at an extremely fast speed.
Wei Fuchen shouted: "You dog thief, where are you running!" He stretched out his arms and jumped backwards, but his feet hit the cave wall, but he encountered another turning point behind him.
But this did not stop Wei Fu Shen. He took out the iron claws tied to his thighs and grabbed the hole at the rear right. With this grab, the newly closed hole was immediately opened, but as soon as the hole was opened, soil was taken out and filled at a faster speed.
Wei Fuchen saw that this position was not good and he couldn't exert any strength. He quickly climbed back a few steps, twisted his body to the left and retreated, then moved forward to the right, then retreated to the left, continued to move right, and finally aimed his head at this Breaking through the gap, the real energy was poured into the iron claws, and he pushed forward with all his strength.
The iron claws filled with true energy immediately grabbed the hole completely open, and saw a man lying on the opposite side of the hole, digging and filling the hole with a flying sword.
Wei Fuchen was itching with hatred. He thrust his iron claw forward and grabbed the opponent's head. The opponent held up his sword to resist, but he only blocked the attack and failed to block the iron claw.
At this moment, Wei Fuchen judged that the other party's cultivation level was not high. Even if he had not recovered from his serious injuries, the other party was not as good as him! In this case, don't blame grandpa for being ruthless! As a well-known thief for a long time, he has always been the only one who has black things. He has never had the experience of being blackmailed. He actually dares to make trouble on Tai Sui's head. Isn't this boring?
The iron claw followed the flaw exposed by the opponent's flying sword, and unseen the claw to twist off the opponent's head. However, the arm holding the iron claw was blocked by the left cave wall, and the castration of the iron claw suddenly tilted. , brushing past the opponent's scalp.
The other party exclaimed "Oh!", and several bloody marks were immediately scratched on his scalp, and his hair was torn off by iron claws.
It was also in this exclamation that Wei Fuchen recognized him and couldn't help shouting: "Assassin Wu Sheng!"
Wu Sheng also recognized it and blinked: "Wei Fushen?"
Wei Fuchen said with a cold face: "The big thief Wei Fuchen!"
Wu Sheng rolled his eyes: "How can you be so boastful?"
Wei Fushen said: "Friends in the world are showing love, but Wei is not bragging!"
Wu Sheng said: "Okay, thief Wei Fushen, okay? I'll take my Yangguan Road, you cross your single-plank bridge, and we'll say goodbye."
Wei Fuchen said angrily: "Give me back the things!"
Wu Sheng asked: "What?"
Wei Fushen said: "You just stole my things!"
Wu Sheng corrected: "That's not your thing."
Wei Fushen asked for confirmation: "Has your level dropped?"
Wu Sheng said: "Is it okay to listen to other people's nonsense? You can give it a try!"
Wei Fushen smiled ferociously: "I just tried it!"
The conversation was deadlocked, so there was nothing more to say this time and the fight continued.
Wei Fushen's hand technique summoned Iron Claw, but Iron Claw was blocked by the narrow tunnel and could not go back after stumbling for a long time.
Wu Sheng saw the right opportunity and went to grab the iron claw, but was scratched and bled by the burst of energy on the iron claw, and he did not dare to grab it again.
The iron claw finally returned to Wei Fuchen's hands, but he also knew that he could not control it with flying claws in the narrow tunnel, so he simply held it in his hand and crawled towards Wu Sheng, hoping to engage in a close combat.
Wu Sheng, however, kept digging upwards with the Feihong Sword, and the soil was falling. He wanted to block the entrance of the cave as soon as possible. When he took a moment, he turned back and shouted to the Master behind him: "Don't squeeze in, get out, and take this bag of things." Walk!"
Wei Fushen was in a hurry and struggled to crawl forward, but Wu Sheng blocked him and prevented him from crawling over. He couldn't block it with the Feihong Sword, so he stretched out his arms to block it. Wei Fushen's iron claw couldn't fly, he couldn't perform various Taoist techniques, and the power of the iron claw couldn't be exerted. It grabbed Wu Sheng's arm, scratching blood marks one after another.
He was shocked, secretly wondering when did this guy start practicing physical education? If we had encountered it unexpectedly before, we would have suffered a big loss.
Opposite Wu Sheng said: "Wei Fushen, aren't you in the God Refining Realm? How come you are at this level? You have obviously regressed!"
Wei Fuchen sneered: "Grandpa is injured, otherwise you won't be able to enjoy your good harvest!"
Wu Sheng laughed: "It turns out that you are also injured, it's so rare!" His hands didn't slow down at all, and he pounded the soil above him hard.
Large chunks of soil fell down, covering their heads and faces. Wu Sheng was talking and accidentally took a few mouthfuls. His mouth was full of silt. He hurriedly spit it out, but he spit it all over Wei Fuchen's face.
Wei Fuchen couldn't help but feel frightened and angry. He also ate a lot of sand in his mouth. Of course he retaliated and spat at Wu Sheng.
"Bah...bah...bah..."
"Puff puff……"
They are all monks. The spitted sand is filled with saliva and filled with real energy. When spitting on the face, it will hurt. In terms of the lethality of saliva, Wu Sheng is far inferior to Wei Fushen, but Wu Sheng has rough skin and thick flesh, and is durable. The strength is far greater than that of Wei Fushen. It can be said that the two of them have their own merits in this war of words, and it is difficult to distinguish them for a while.
During the fierce confrontation, Wu Sheng continued to pound the soil upwards and tried to destroy the tunnel. After pounding and pounding, the top suddenly collapsed, and a large pile of soil fell down, burying the two people underneath.
The sky was already dimming above, but the tunnel had collapsed.
There seemed to be someone among the falling soil, pressing on Wu Sheng's palm. Wu Sheng took his hand out from under him and continued to retreat to the tunnel at the back. He heard several people above shouting: "Zheng Xingxing fell!"
