Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 404 Mysterious Broken Scroll

Wang Qiye bought what he had longed for and instantly lost the idea of ​​continuing to stroll around. He followed No. 37 back to his residence feeling a bit tired.

As soon as he closed the door, he took out the bottle of pure soul impatiently as if a long-drought rain was finally coming, and then swallowed the ten lives into his stomach without hesitation.

There was no need for Wang Qiye to take any action. These souls seemed to be driven by an unknown force and ran straight towards the big black in his soul, and then disappeared one by one into the mouth of the black soul-eating snake.

Dahei turned over in his sleep, feeling comfortable and happy, as if he was indulging in a wonderful feast.

Duanmu Lan stood quietly aside, not trying to find out Wang Qiye's secret. She knew that everyone had their own unspeakable secrets, and she only needed to know that this man's heart belonged to her, and that was enough.

"You can only refine one a year," Wang Qiye instructed Dahei.

However, it was not known whether it understood or not, so it turned its head away and ignored it, and then could not wait to go to Wushan with Duanmu Lan.

Duanmu Lan came this time with the clear purpose of buying fifth-level poison. However, she still had two bottles of fourth-level poison on her, which could last for two years, so she didn't need to be too anxious.

But the auction hadn't started yet, so the two of them had been wandering aimlessly around the street stall square for the past two days.

I didn't buy any herbs, but I did find some interesting things, and I didn't spend any spirit stones.

Wang Qiye's pace suddenly stopped and his eyes instantly looked towards the stall of an old woman.

Duanmu Lan seemed to sense something, and her inner voice came through. "What's wrong?"

Wang Qiye remained calm and replied in the same telepathic voice: "Look at the scroll on her stall."

Duanmu Lan didn't look at him directly, but just glanced at him casually out of the corner of his eye.

Only a corner of the scroll on the old woman's stall was unfolded, but in this broken corner, six patterns were revealed, and the third one was a pattern of an alchemy furnace.

If you look more closely, it is not difficult to see that the pattern engraved on this alchemy furnace is exactly the same as the magical alchemy furnace in Wang Qiye's alchemy room.

Duanmu Lan understood that Wang Qiye was obviously planning to buy this thing and study it carefully.

"Watch me." Duanmu Lan chuckled and walked towards the stall owner gracefully.

Wang Qiye followed her and squatted down at the stall.

"You two, take a look around and see if you see anything you like." The old woman said enthusiastically.

The stall was filled with more than 1800 items, looking messy. But none of them were valuable. The most expensive one was probably the half-remaining bead. After all, it was a third-level magic weapon and could be sold for spirit stones of scrap metal.

Duanmu Lan lowered his voice, trying to sound arrogant and rude. "Boss, we are new to the black market, and we also want to try our hand at being a stall owner. We will buy all your stuff for you. Will you sell it for 1 spirit stones?"

The old woman's eyes flashed, but because everyone was wearing full-face masks, it was impossible to tell what the two people opposite were staring at on her stall.

But she knew in her heart that the other party must have taken a fancy to one of the items. "Is it possible that someone will take advantage of me today?"

The old woman was full of suspicion. She scanned her more than 30 items one by one, "This shouldn't be the case. I am very familiar with these things. There is absolutely no way that someone could have picked them up at a discount, right?"

She opened her hoarse voice and said, "You two, this price is a little low. Although the things I have here are miscellaneous, they are all top-quality. If you two want all of them, take 2 spirit stones. I guarantee that you will make a lot of money on this trip to the black market."

"It's just ten thousand. If you don't sell it, we'll find another seller." Duanmu Lan frowned, looking unhappy, and pretended to get up and leave.

"Hey, don't," the old woman hurriedly called out to her, her voice full of anxiety.

She then put on a flattering smile and said, "Young man, don't be so angry. If you really want to buy all these things for 1, that's fine, but I have to take three things from here before I can sell them to you."

Duanmu Lan thought about it for a moment and nodded. "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually threw over a storage bag, which was neatly filled with ten thousand spirit stones.

The old woman quickly took a look at the storage bag and confirmed that it was indeed ten thousand genuine spirit stones. She immediately became inexplicably panicked. It seemed that she had really gotten a bargain, but what on earth did these two people take a fancy to?

She first carefully picked out the most valuable broken bead.

The two people opposite did not react at all, their eyes remained as calm as water.

“Could it be the calligraphy and painting that was just collected?

"Is it because I don't see the trick?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt this was possible, so she put the painting away again.

However, the two people opposite remained calm and indifferent.

At this moment, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the old woman's face due to her anxiety. She couldn't make up her mind about this last thing.

Duanmu Lan urged impatiently: "What's wrong with you? Are you going to sell it or not? If you don't want to, return the spirit stone."

"Sell, of course." The old woman smiled, and the wrinkles on her face were squeezed together.

Finally, reluctantly, she carefully inspected her things again, and then reluctantly picked up a bronze wine glass.

Duanmu Lan had already become impatient, so he quickly picked up the four corners of the cloth, tied a knot, and put it into the storage bag.

The old woman traded all the spirit stones and returned the storage bag.

She is still racking her brains to think about what she had misjudged.

Wang Qiye reached out, picked up the empty storage bag, and followed Duanmu Lan, leaving quickly.

The two of them ran straight to their residence, their feet moving like the wind, without stopping for a moment.

After entering the room, Wang Qiye quickly closed the door, moving quickly and carefully.

Duanmu Lan had already taken out the pile of things, placed them on the table, and was struggling to untie the knot.

"Why did you buy so many things?" Wang Qiye was full of doubts.

Usually you only need to buy one thing, and then ask her to put the broken scroll together.

Duanmu Lan responded. "You are not short of money now anyway, you can give all this junk to the maids, they will be so grateful to you."

Wang Qiye thought about it and agreed. On the day when the fake pill was completed, each of them was rewarded with 10,000 spirit stones, but Chuntao and Xiacao did not get any.

Now, we can take advantage of the joy of the wedding to give out another wave of rewards, so as to win over people's hearts.

Duanmu Lan took out the scroll and unfolded it gently and carefully.

This scroll was hit by a fire, and two-thirds of it was burned, becoming incomplete. But at least the material was excellent, and the remaining part on the yellowed cloth depicted a mountain, with a striking X on the mountainside. Unfortunately, even the mountain was burned beyond recognition and incomplete, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a landscape painting or something else.

Duanmu Lan sighed and said, "This should be a treasure map of the Xie family. It's a pity that the map was burned like this. It's hard to find the place recorded in this fragment."

When other people saw this broken scroll, they naturally thought it was just an ordinary thing.

Next to this scroll, there are six patterns engraved, namely a knife, a sword, a tripod, a spear, a flower, and a beast.

As for the third pattern, if it wasn’t the pattern of the divine alchemy furnace, Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan would not have been so sure that this was a treasure trove that would help the Xie family make a comeback.

Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan guessed correctly, this was indeed one of the back-up plans prepared by the Xie family. How could a once-powerful monster be unprepared when it knew clearly that it was going to die?

Only those in the Xie family who are in the know know that there are six such treasure troves, which correspond exactly to the six patterns on the scroll.

This torn scroll is just one of them.

Wang Qiye smiled carefreely and put it into his storage bag. "When Bailang and the others become strong enough, I will give this thing to them as a gift."

Duanmu Lan frowned slightly and said, "Who knows whether this is a blessing or a curse, and what kind of tribulations are waiting for them."

Wang Qiye hesitated for a moment. After all, it was Xie family's treasure trove. How could there not be traps waiting for them there? What if they were all killed in there? Wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

As the saying goes, "care leads to confusion." Murong Xiaoxiao was one of the few warm memories for him. Bai Lang, Ting Yu Jian and others accompanied him through the entire second realm cultivation process. If one of them died, he would feel it was not worth it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the treasure map became a little hot.

If I were to look for this incomplete map by myself, how would I be able to find it without hundreds or thousands of years?

He doesn't have that much time to waste.

But if he sold it to someone else, he would be unwilling.

It is really difficult to give away a potential huge fortune like this.

Although it is not known whether the treasure trove has been taken away by the Xie family after tens of thousands of years.

Or perhaps as time goes by, perhaps the things that were once the most valuable have now become a handful of worthless earth.

"Perhaps, this treasure trove has been taken by someone else." He comforted himself in his heart.

But what to do with this thing?

He really had no idea for a moment.