The inside seems to be a warehouse, with rows of horizontal depressions in the walls, filled with various goods.
Qian Feng flipped through it, but found that it was just the most common antique porcelain, and there was no aura hidden in it.
"Is that kid Fu Changqing lying to us?" Qian Feng frowned.
These porcelains are only wanted by those who are interested in collecting, and the value is not high.
Continue to go forward, more and more porcelain, piled up like a mountain.
Everyone checked all the way, but was disappointed to find that although there are a lot of porcelain here, most of them are handicrafts.
For practice, this kind of handicraft is useless.
"A pile of rubbish is really troublesome!" Qian Feng gradually used up his patience, and directly released the flying sword, slashing towards the surrounding porcelain.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Pieces of porcelain were smashed, and Qian Feng vented his dissatisfaction frantically.
Unexpectedly, after the mountains of sundries around were smashed, an extremely spacious space was revealed.
There, there are pieces of heaven, material and earth treasures shining with dazzling light.
"Sky Flint?"
"There is also Xuan Yuguo here! Judging by the quality, it must be at least tens of thousands of years old!"
"Thousand-year blood ginseng, this is a peerless treasure!"
Many people saw the scene in front of them, and their eyes turned red immediately.
In Yuding Academy, no matter what kind of resource it is, it needs to be exchanged with contribution points.
Many disciples, in order to save 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 difficult.
But now, there is no such worry at all.
These treasures in front of them are all ownerless things, and they are considered theirs if they are taken.
"Hahaha, we are developed."
"Look quickly, see if there are any better treasures around."
A group of people ran over, ready 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 still and watched what Qian Feng was about to say.
Qian Feng raised his head and said: "We discovered the treasures here together, so we should distribute them first."
"How do you want to distribute it?" A disciple asked.
Qian Feng snorted coldly: "Naturally rely on strength, this is an unchanging iron law in the practice world. Even if we are in the same sect, we should follow this rule."
He pointed at these magic weapons, with a disdainful expression on his face: "Among us, I should be the strongest. I will share half, and you will share the rest. It's not too much."
Qian Feng said it confidently, as if this is what it should be.
The other disciples couldn't help laughing angrily.
Who is this? I've seen thick-skinned people, but I've never seen such thick-skinned ones.
"You don't seem to be convinced? Am I wrong? If it weren't for the sake of fellow students, I wouldn't give half of it to you." Qian Feng snorted coldly.
Qian Feng seemed to think of something again, pointed to Mr. Tian and said, "I think it's reasonable to give the remaining half to Mr. Tian."
What?
Finally, a disciple roared angrily: "Qian Feng, I have endured you for a long time on this journey, do you really think you have the ability!"
After finishing speaking, the disciple's whole body erupted with blood, and transformed into a long halberd, pointing directly at Qian Feng.
The blood around him condensed, covering the disciple, and the air was filled with blood.
The halberd suddenly parted in mid-air, forming hundreds of sharp blades, piercing straight down. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com