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The lord of reincarnation reached this point, stretched out his hand and clapped his palms.

With a soft sound.

The scenery before Song Qingshu's eyes changed drastically.

The gossip map was replaced by a dilapidated plank floor.

The eight wooden doors were also hidden somewhere.

Floating in front of everyone were several doors exuding various strange smells.

The door was covered with cobwebs and stained with countless unidentifiable stains.

Just looking at the appearance, the eight wooden doors on the gossip map just now are infinitely more magnificent than these.

Song Qingshu swallowed his saliva, wondering if the Lord of Reincarnation deliberately hid his clumsiness.

But after he started to scan, he found that these broken doors were really the same.

The silk is real silk, and the stains are real stains.

Everything is real, not some illusion created by illusion.

"Lord of reincarnation, what did you bring us to this broken house? Where is the treasure house?"

Song Qingshu looked around at the house, frowned, and said to the Lord of Reincarnation in disgust.

With the experience just now, Song Qingshu is really afraid that the Lord of Reincarnation will say that this is the treasure house.

However, facing Song Qingshu's doubts.

The Lord of Reincarnation still had an indifferent expression on his face, he closed his eyes with a slight frown, and never spoke anything.

There seems to be tiredness between his brows.

Thinking about sending Song Qingshu and others here, it should also take unimaginable effort for ordinary people.

Just when Song Qingshu was hesitating whether to continue asking questions.

The Valley Master of Tangmen Valley pointed to the plaque entangled in a ball of spider silk, and respectfully opened his lips to Song Qingshu and said, "Sovereign Master, look."

Song Qingshu followed the direction of the Valley Master of the Tang Gate.

Under the thousands of messy spider threads, there are three majestic large characters in vermilion.

"Treasure vault!"

Just when everyone focused their eyes on the three words "treasure house".

The voice of the Lord of Reincarnation quietly came from behind Song Qingshu:

"There are eight doors here."

"They are Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui."

"There are engravings on each of your tokens, and push the door according to the different engravings."

"The treasure is behind the door."

Song Qingshu turned his head when he heard the words, and wanted to say something to the lord of reincarnation.

But the lord of reincarnation still had his eyes slightly closed, and his face was a little pale.

Facing Song Qingshu's several questions, he still remained silent.

It's like deliberately ignoring Song Qingshu.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile:

"Everyone, disperse by yourself, and look for the broken door with characters engraved on your token."

After all kinds of trifles.

The three of them, including Patriarch Pengshan, who was born as a casual cultivator, now follow Song Qingshu as their leader.

Following Song Qingshu's order, several people responded one after another, and then dispersed to search for their own treasure house door.

Song Qingshu also looked at the engraving on his wooden token, and walked step by step to the door that said Xunmen.

"The lifelong treasure of the lord of reincarnation is behind this door?"

Song Qingshu waved his hand lightly, and there was no way to generate wind in his hand. The breeze swept away the spider silk and countless stains on the door.

Song Qingshu looked at the door with cracks all over his body, and murmured in excitement.

Then with a squeak, Song Qingshu disappeared in front of Xunmen.

"Song Qingshu, go and see what gift I have prepared for you."

"It's just that you guys have to hurry up. It takes a lot of effort to maintain the existence of the treasure house."

The Lord of Reincarnation opened his eyes, his face pale as snow, and whispered.

When Song Qingshu just pushed open the door, a clear light flashed past his eyes.

The light was like the sun, causing Song Qingshu to hastily close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him made him frown and wonder: "Behind the door, there are still doors? And there are more doors?"

After the glare faded, four doors of different materials appeared around Song Qingshu.

Among them.

Each has a silver gate that depicts the pattern of the prehistoric star universe.

The Kinmen Gate is engraved with the golden sun floating pattern.

And the jade gate that depicts the pattern of the hazy fairyland.

There was endless power exuding from the three doors, which made Song Qingshu feel palpitations.

Finally, Song Qingshu concentrated his gaze on the most inconspicuous wooden door among the four doors.

The wooden door is simple without any patterns.

Compared with the other three doors, it not only looks old, but also very shabby.

No matter how Song Qingshu looked at it, he felt that he had been cheated.

But he only has the wooden token of Xunmen in his hand.

Even if he regretted something at this time, he would not be able to open other doors.

After thinking up to this point, Song Qingshu could only let out a long sigh, and then stretched out his hand to push this rather shabby little door.

Behind the wooden door is another door of space.

Song Qingshu placed the wooden token across his chest, and a gap opened above the door of space, allowing Song Qingshu to enter it.

puff.

Following Song Qingshu's feet landing.

A burst of dust flew up from under his feet, choking Song Qingshu so much that he couldn't help coughing.

"Cough cough cough, I'll go, isn't this treasure house too shabby?"

Wind was blowing in Song Qingshu's hands, and the breeze and drizzle drifted by.

Like the spring rain, the treasure house behind the wooden door was washed clean in an instant.

But wait for Song Qingshu to take a closer look.

Only then did I discover the so-called treasure house behind the wooden door.

Unexpectedly, it really can be called the same, as shabby and dilapidated as a wooden door...

There are no treasures of gold and silver in the treasure house.

Even the entire treasure house is quite narrow.

So small that Song Qingshu just skimmed through everything in the treasure house.

In the middle of the treasure house, there is a dimly lit candle lamp.

On both sides of the candle lamp, there are two rows of wooden shelves with only one person high.

A few items were randomly placed on the shelf.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

"One, two, three...nine."

Song Qingshu stretched out his fingers and counted the items on the wooden platform one by one.

Then he was disappointed to find that it was completely different from the extravagance he had imagined.

There were only nine items thrown randomly on the wooden platform.

Also, each one looks a bit worn out.

There are scrolls that are half rotten, there are panaceas that look like they have been gnawed, and there are black iron blocks that don't know what they are.

If ordinary people see this situation, even if they will not be disappointed, they will definitely not be excited.

However I don't know why.

When Song Qingshu concentrated his gaze on a sunken copper basin.

He could no longer avert his gaze, and said in surprise:

"treasure bowl?!"

Chapter 307 Get the cornucopia and push the Kunmen again

In the Tiandi chat group.

Song Qingshu not only obtained countless secret books, but also increased countless knowledge.

For example, the nine tattered things present may be worthless in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, in Song Qingshu's eyes, it is an absolute treasure!

The half-rotten scroll recorded the secret of movement skills that warriors yearn for most, the secret of Xingzi!