47: C47 Obtained Great Treasures

C47 Obtained Great Treasures

Wu Di was so excited that he wanted to immediately strip the clothes of this senior who had passed away. However, he had a good mind. He knew when he should do something.

He respectfully came to the front of this skeleton who had passed away and knelt on the ground. He raised his hands above his head and performed the biggest bow. Only then did he say, "Senior, good things shouldn't be wasted. You are now a pile of bones, and I am still young. I don't want to die yet. "So just give me your clothes so that I can escape death."

Of course, the skeleton wouldn't respond. Wu Di felt that even if he had dealt with the skeleton before, he wouldn't care about those things. He jumped onto the stone bed and started to take off his clothes.

However, he did not expect that as soon as his fingers touched the clothes, the clothes released a layer of blue light and bounced him away.

Wu Di was bounced off the stone bed and fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, Wu Di was completely helpless.

How many times had he fallen today? Could it be that this senior really had such bad taste and liked watching people fall?

He jumped up from the ground and continued to strip without being discouraged. However, the same thing was happening again and again. After Wu Di was badly bruised and bruised from the fall, he sat cross-legged on the ground and gasped for breath.

He had heard a lot of wild history biographies before. It was said that when someone found an ancient martial artist's cave, they would get a lot of good stuff.

Now it was his turn. Wu Di was not greedy. He just wanted the robe he was wearing to save his life. Why couldn't he do it?

Just as he was feeling incomparably depressed, the Three-legged Small Caldron suddenly flew over. Invincible thought that this bastard small caldron was going to hit him again, and he couldn't vent his anger.

Unfortunately, his dodging speed was not as fast as the small caldron. By the time he reacted, the small caldron had already disappeared into the space between his brows.

What made Wu Di feel the most strange was that at this moment, his consciousness seemed to have been directly sucked over by a great force.

The dizziness had just disappeared when he discovered that his consciousness had already reached his sea of consciousness. The Three-legged Small Caldron was still in its original position, as if it was not the one who bullied Wu Di previously.

Wu Di asked in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean? Did you bring me here because you thought it was fun or something? Let me tell you, I'm not in the mood to play with you."

At this moment, the Three-legged Small Caldron suddenly flew out of the cauldron and enveloped Wu Di's consciousness.

When the ball completely covered Wu Di's consciousness, Wu Di had a very subtle feeling, as if he could communicate with the Three-legged Small Caldron.

But this feeling was really too profound. He did not have a verbal conversation with the small caldron, nor did he have any physical expression.

But in this haze, Wu Di felt as if he had become one with the Three-legged Small Caldron.

Just as he was feeling so comfortable that he could not control himself, a consciousness was clearly transmitted into Wu Di's consciousness. That rough meaning was to teach Wu Di how to subdue that white robe.

When Wu Di opened his eyes, he found that he was still maintaining the indecent posture of sitting on the ground. However, that dream-like communication still echoed in his mind.

"I don't care. I'll give it a try first. If it doesn't work, I'll tear that small caldron apart." Wu Di muttered to himself and stood up from the ground.

There was no mirror or water here. Therefore, it was impossible for Wu Di to notice that the wounds on his body had already disappeared. He was no ordinary man.

Wu Di did not know about this. He focused on the white robe and focused all of his spirit energy on the middle finger and index finger of his right hand according to the guidance of the unknown consciousness.

When he felt that the spiritual energy was almost fully condensed, he opened his eyes and pointed at the white robe. He shouted, "Go!"

A stream of spiritual energy instantly spread out and hit the white robe. When the spiritual energy hit the white robe, the entire robe started to emit a water-blue light. The next second, the water-blue light dissipated and instantly merged with the spiritual energy.

Wu Di felt that his eyes were playing tricks on him. He saw that all his spiritual energy was attached to the white robe. The next second, the light in the white robe dimmed and turned into an ordinary robe.

Wu Di rushed towards the stone bed immediately. He almost couldn't wait to grab the robe. This time, there was no more hindrance. He pulled the robe off the skeleton.

When his palm touched the robe, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart. Wu Di knew that this was because he had injected his own spirit energy into the robe. When the spirit energy responded to each other, he had a feeling that his mind was connected.

"Haha, finally let me find a treasure." Just as Wu Di was feeling happy, he heard a sound. It turned out that something had fallen to the ground.

Wu Di followed the sound and found that it was a Storage Ring. It must have been brought down by accident when he took off the skeleton's clothes.

A cultivator usually didn't wear any useless ornaments. Unless the man really loved beauty to the extreme. Most Ancient Warriors usually used storage bracelets and Storage Rings. Of course, some female cultivator would also make hairpins or earrings for the sake of beauty.0

The first thing Wu Di felt when he saw the ring was that it was a storage ring. There must be a lot of good stuff inside. Thinking of this, he excitedly went down and picked up the ring. He used the corner of his clothes to wipe the dust off it.

Of course, there was no dust on the ring. Wu Di did this to show how much he cared about the ring.

Wu Di closed his eyes and prepared to use his spiritual sense to enter the Storage Ring to see what good things were inside.

But what disappointed him was that when his little Spiritual Sense tried to enter the inside of the ring, it was bounced out by another Spiritual Sense.

It gave him a splitting headache and only returned to normal after a long time. This proved that even though the owner of the ring had passed away, the original owner's consciousness still remained on the ring.

In order to fully possess this ring, he had to use his own spiritual knowledge to refine this ring bit by bit until the remaining spiritual knowledge inside was completely worn out and then replaced by Wu Di's spiritual knowledge. Only then could he use this Storage Ring.

"Damn it, could it be that I can't bite off a piece of fat meat?" Wu Di muttered to himself.

However, his attention was soon attracted by the skeleton that had lost its frame. When he pulled his clothes apart, the skeleton immediately fell apart. There were a few other things in the place where it had fallen apart. However, the white robe covered them all, so Wu Di didn't see them as soon as he came in.

Wu Di put the robe and the Storage Ring aside for the time being and began to dig out the things in the bones. He did not expect his luck to be so good. There was actually a completely black snake-shaped weapon here.

Wu Di thought it was just a sword. But after he took it, the weapon immediately shrunk and became an ordinary dagger.

The long sword turned into a dagger. Wu Di was shocked by the shrinking speed, but he did not throw the dagger away.

An ancient martial artist who passed away in meditation had set up so many traps. The clothes alone had incredible power, which proved that this ancient martial artist was not a simple person. How could he put some useless things around him? They must be treasures.

Wu Di rummaged through the entire stone bed. Other than the snake-shaped sword that had turned into a dagger, there was also a white porcelain bottle and a jade pendant. There was nothing else.

After searching through the stone bed, Wu Di sat cross-legged on the ground and opened up the treasures he had looted. His eyes first fell on the white robe. It was a good thing. He even wished he could wear it right now.

However, everyone knew that he was once a poor person. Wearing such good clothes would definitely arouse the suspicion of others. If the spiritual qi on this robe leaked out and was discovered by his fellow disciples who were more powerful than him, then it would be equivalent to provoking a fatal disaster.

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