"Little rice bucket?"
Han Feng was shocked when he heard the "strong support" recommended by Xian'er for him.
With a flash of green light, Xiaofantong, who had been playing with "Red Ice" and "Crypto Spider King" in Huzhong recently, appeared in front of Han Feng.
On weekdays, Xiaofantong has grown a lot taller while being nourished by spiritual energy and life spirit liquid in the pot.
The hair on his body was black and shiny, his ears were erect, and there was a small bump on the top of his head, as if a horn was about to grow. His limbs also began to become thicker, like the soles of a lion cub.
The little guy held his head high and his chest was high, and when his long gray tail swept, he actually had a majestic aura, which was completely different from the pitiful appearance he had when he was locked in an iron cage with a group of iron-eating beasts.
However, looking at the little rice bucket in front of him, Han Feng still had a hard time believing what role it could play in this situation.
But I heard Xian'er say: "Master, don't underestimate the little rice bucket. It is born with auspiciousness. Not only is it extremely sensitive to all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but it also has a strong sense of danger.
With it guiding you, you are guaranteed not to be in danger, and you will be able to find a way out quickly, and maybe there will be unexpected surprises. "
"Is this okay?"
Han Feng couldn't help but look at the little rice bucket in surprise, and the little guy seemed to know that Han Feng wanted something from him, so he tilted his head and raised his tail, showing a arrogant expression.
When Han Feng saw this, he patted the little guy on the head suspiciously.
"Xiaofantong, then give it a try and lead me the way!"
Unexpectedly, Xiaofantong stood motionless, his head tilted higher, and he thrust his little butt towards Han Feng, humming with a very reluctant expression.
Han Feng couldn't help but was stunned when he saw this, and heard Xian'er say: "Master, Xiaofantong wants you to give it some rewards first."
"What...reward?"
"Yes, just give it some elixirs or spiritual stones."
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel angry and laugh at the same time. This little guy started to take advantage of the fire before he could do anything.
There was no way, the emperor was not short of hungry soldiers, so Han Feng immediately took out some century-old elixir and placed a handful of spiritual stones in front of the small rice pail.
The little guy immediately swallowed everything in his stomach like a storm. Then he cheered up and rubbed Han Feng's calf in a flattering manner, then turned around and ran quickly towards the opposite side of the passage.
When Han Feng saw this, he immediately followed.
When he came to the end of the passage, Xiaofantong walked directly towards the passage on the right without even looking at it.
Han Feng hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.
The scene in front of him blurred. The next moment, Han Feng had already stepped into the next passage. Just like the previous passage, there was no unexpected situation.
Xiaofantong walked straight to the three light curtains on the opposite side. This time, he did not rush into the light curtain. Instead, he waited for a moment before stepping towards the middle light curtain. Han Feng also hurriedly followed.
He followed Xiaofantong so closely that he crossed seven or eight light curtains in a row, and all of them entered a passage without any danger.
This time, Han Feng was finally convinced of the little rice bucket's ability. It seemed to be able to foresee the dangers behind the restriction and lead all the way to the magic weapon hub.
Just like this, one person and one beast moved forward, crossing hundreds of light curtains.
The little rice bucket, who was walking and stopping along the way and moving erratically, suddenly brightened his eyes after entering a safe passage. He ducked to the end of the passage. There was a light curtain on the left, and he made a "woo woo" sound from his mouth. He seemed extremely excited.
Han Feng was a little surprised when he saw this. The little guy seemed to sense something behind the light curtain.
Before he could communicate with the little guy, Xiaofantong had already plunged into the light curtain.
Han Feng had no choice but to lift his heels and step into the light curtain.
The next moment, Han Feng's eyes suddenly opened up. This was no longer a single dim passage, but a wide and bright circular secret room.
The secret room was very empty, with many red crystals dotting the top. What shocked Han Feng the most was that in the center of the secret room, there was a human skeleton.
This skeleton remains in a cross-legged posture. It is unknown how many years it has been sitting here. Its bones have not decayed. Instead, its surface is shiny and shiny, covered with lines that emit red light.
A rich red light shrouded the skeleton, like a ball of red flames. The temperature in the entire secret room was extremely high, and most of the heat came from this human skeleton.
Han Feng glanced at the other party subconsciously. Through the pair of dark eyes, he felt his heart shake. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. At the same time, the blood all over his body seemed to be burning and became extremely hot. , surged violently.
Han Feng was shocked and quickly silently practiced the Taoist secrets, which gradually calmed down his mind.
But Han Feng couldn't help but be shocked. The owner of this skeleton had been dead for who knows how many years. Now there is only a white skeleton left, but he still has such power. This shows what a powerful character this person was in his life.
Moreover, this person might be the owner of this space magic weapon.
After thinking for a while, Han Feng did not dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, but looked around the skeleton.
He found that two things had fallen next to the skeleton, namely a token and a book.
Han Feng's heart moved. How could something that could be carried by such a strong man be a mortal thing? He subconsciously wanted to get closer and check it out.
However, a blazing force came towards him, like an indestructible invisible wall of air, blocking him out.
Han Feng mobilized all the energy in his body, but he could only barely get within three feet of the skeleton. His mental and spiritual power could not penetrate into it. Naturally, he could not absorb these two things.
There was a treasure in front of him, but he couldn't get close. How could Han Feng be willing to accept it? He directly used his Overlord Spear, intending to try to forcefully break through the momentum blockage.
However, before Han Feng could fight, Xiaofan Tong, who entered the secret room with Han Feng, looked at the skeleton for a moment and walked towards the skeleton like a leisurely stroll.
It actually regarded the "aura barrier" as nothing and easily walked to the skeleton.
Under Han Feng's dumbfounded gaze, the little rice pail circled around the skeleton, then picked up the red-yellow classic on the ground and walked slowly to Han Feng.
"Woah...!"
Xiaofantong raised his head and threw the book in front of Han Feng, with a proud look on his face, as if to say: "Master, is this what you want?"
Han Feng glanced at the little rice bucket in surprise, then reached out to pick up the red-yellow classic. He reached out and knocked down a thick layer of ashes. Han Feng finally saw the name on the cover clearly.
""Seven Transformations of Mysterious Fire"!"
This should be a fire attribute martial arts book. Han Feng looked at the level of the book and couldn't help but be shocked.
"The pinnacle of king-level martial arts!"
The martial arts levels in Lingwu Continent are divided into ordinary level, spiritual level, general level, king level, and emperor level.
Among them, general-level martial arts are already very precious martial arts, and king-level martial arts are also treasures among martial arts even in major empires. Usually only moon-level powerful people are qualified to practice them.
It is self-evident that martial arts that can reach the pinnacle of the king's level are precious. I am afraid that even in the imperial arsenal, they are rare high-level martial arts.
Unexpectedly receiving a copy of the King's Peak Martial Arts, Han Feng felt excited. He opened the title page of this martial arts and saw a striking gold-plated word "Wish"!
Next to this big character, there are two lines of small characters.
"Anyone who is not a member of my Zhu clan will secretly practice this technique, and they will definitely suffer the disaster of annihilation!"
And "Only those with third-grade fire-type spiritual veins and moon-level cultivation or above can practice, otherwise both body and soul will burn!"
Looking at these two lines of handwriting, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little chilled in his heart.
This martial skill seems to be a ancestral martial skill of the "Zhu family", and the owner of this skeleton should also be from the Zhu family.
However, a family that can have such a powerful person with peak king-level martial arts must be a famous family in the empire, but Han Feng has never heard of the "Zhu Family".
After taking a moment to look at the martial arts in his hand, Han Feng directly put it into the Demon Refining Pot after confirming that it was indeed a high-level martial arts at the peak of the king's level.
With such a precious martial skill, he would not be intimidated by a few words left by the other party. Now that he had no time to study it and had not yet met the requirements for cultivation, he would keep it in his pocket first.
After accepting the martial arts skills, Han Feng did not forget to reward the little rice bucket, and threw two three-hundred-year-old elixirs over.
"Well done, little guy!"
The little rice pail refuses no one who comes, and swallows up the elixir three times, smashing it in his mouth happily.
Immediately it seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and it ran towards the skeleton again. This time, it also took the dark red token next to the skeleton to Han Feng.
However, judging from the way the little guy was struggling, this token, which seemed to be no more than the size of a palm, seemed extremely heavy.
Han Feng stretched out his hand to take the token. Sure enough, it was of high quality. The token was warm and smooth in the hand, shaped like a flame. The flame patterns carved on the surface were lifelike, and the word "blessing" was also engraved in the center of the token.
Han Feng looked at the token for a moment and found nothing special except that it was very hard.
So he tried to inject a little spiritual power into the token.
The next moment, the dark red token suddenly lit up, with red light floating on the surface, like a ball of flame rising...
