Peerless Taoist

There is a cave behind the stone gate.

It seems to be a warehouse, with rows of horizontal depressions on the wall, filled with all kinds of goods.

Qian Feng turned it over, but found that it was just some of the most common antique porcelain, and there was no aura hidden in it.

"Isn't Fu Changqing lying to us?" Qian Feng frowned.

Only some people who have a hobby of collecting these porcelain will want them, and their value is not high.

Go on, there are more and more porcelain piled up like a mountain.

When they checked all the way, they were disappointed to find that although there were a large number of porcelain here, most of them were handicrafts.

For practice, this kind of handicraft is of no use.

"A pile of garbage, what a trouble!" Qian Feng gradually exhausted his patience, directly released his flying sword and chopped at the surrounding porcelain.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Pieces of porcelain were smashed, and Qian Feng frantically vented his dissatisfaction.

Unexpectedly, after the mountains of sundries were smashed, a very spacious space was revealed.

There, pieces of Tiancai and Dibao glittering with dazzling light.

"Firestone?"

"There's also Xuanyu fruit! Look at the color, it's at least tens of thousands of years!"

"Ten thousand year blood ginseng, this is a rare treasure!"

Many people saw the scene in front of them, and their eyes immediately turned red.

In Yuding academy, no matter what kind of resources, they need to be exchanged with contribution points.

Many disciples, in order to save their contribution points, even if they see good resources, they will not exchange them easily.

Even though they are the top disciples in the Academy, their lives are still very tight.

But now, there is no such worry at all.

These treasures are all ownerless things in front of you. If you get them, they will be theirs.

"Hahaha, we are developed."

"Look around and see if there are any better treasures around."

A group of people ran over and prepared to rob.

At this moment, Qian Feng suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice, "wait a minute."

The other disciples didn't know, so they stood and watched what Qian Feng was going to say.

Qian Feng raised his head and said, "we found the treasures here together. We should distribute them first."

"How do you want to distribute?" a disciple asked.

Qian Feng snorted coldly: "naturally, it depends on strength. This is the constant iron law in the practice world. Even if we are the same door, we should follow this rule."

Pointing to these magic weapons, he had an expression of arrogance on his face: "among us, I should be the strongest. I'll divide half and you can divide the rest. It's not too much."

Qian Feng said it righteously, as if it should be.

The other disciples couldn't help laughing angrily.

Who is this? I've seen cheeky, but I've never seen so cheeky.

"You seem unconvinced? Am I wrong? If it weren't for the sake of the same door, I wouldn't give you half." Qian Feng snorted coldly.

Qian Feng seemed to think of something again. Pointing to Tian Gongzi, he said, "I think the remaining half can be distributed to Tian Gongzi, which is reasonable."

what?

Finally, a disciple roared, "Qian Feng, I have endured you for a long time. Do you really think you have the ability!"

With that, the disciple's blood gas exploded and turned into a long halberd, pointing directly at Qian Feng.

The blood gas condensed all around and shrouded around the disciple. The air was full of blood gas.

The long halberd suddenly separated in mid air, forming hundreds of sharp blades and stabbing straight down.