Qin Li had heard that in the realm of the gods, these high-grade spirit stones were similar to the broken stones on the ground...

Rong Qing didn't cast a single glance at the surrounding spirit stones, and directly pushed open a door next to him.

Vigilantly paused at the door for a while, and after noticing that there was nothing strange inside, Rong Qing led Qin Li in.

The floor of the room is made of bluestone, and there is no trace of connection in the middle. It seems to be directly cut from a large piece of bluestone. Qin Li was a little shocked, but thinking about who its owner was, he didn't think there was anything to be surprised about.

The room was empty, except for a stone platform in the middle with a small box on it. From a distance, you have no idea what's inside.

"You follow me, be careful." Rong Qing said, "If you encounter any danger, just go first."

"Then pay attention to yourself." Qin Li said.

"Yeah." Rong Qing nodded, Qin Li noticed that the roots of his ears were actually red →_→

Soon the two of them arrived in front of the stone platform. Rong Qing stretched out his hand to open the box, and an abundant spiritual energy overflowed from the box.

There is a hairpin lying in the box, the texture looks neither gold nor silver, some like it is carved from jade, and the top of the hairpin is inlaid with a butterfly, which is lifelike. It trembled slightly, as if it were about to fly away at any moment.

"This hairpin is a high-grade spiritual weapon." Rong Qing took out the hairpin and looked at it and came to a conclusion.

"It's a pity it's a hairpin, it seems we can't use it." Qin Li said with some regret, this hairpin is for women, so it's impossible for a few of them to wear it.

In the current world of self-cultivation, a high-grade spiritual tool is worth several thousand high-grade spiritual stones, but most cultivators are in a state where they have spiritual stones but cannot buy spiritual tools. The status of artifact refiners is very high, but in recent years, there are fewer and fewer high-grade spirit artifacts produced every year.

"Who said it couldn't be used?" Rong Qing said, "I'll give it to you." He pushed the hairpin directly onto Qin Li.

"Wait." Qin Li hurriedly caught the hairpin, "Did you tell me to use it?"

"Why don't I give it to you?" Rong Qing said, "Don't be picky about what men and women use now, as long as you can use them."

"...Eh." Qin Li was naturally very reluctant, telling him to put this hairpin on his head, it was a shame to play. But seeing Rong Qing's attitude so resolute, he had no choice but to confess his master with blood, and planned to sell this spiritual tool at a high price when he left the secret realm.

But after recognizing the master, Qin Li was a little shocked. He didn't expect this spiritual tool to be quite useful. It can be attacked and defended. It seems that its only weakness is its appearance... If it was replaced by a female cultivator, it would have been long ago. Happily put it on.

Qin Li reluctantly put the hairpin on, only to feel that his integrity was broken again.

Rong Qing couldn't help but laugh, "Actually, it's quite suitable for you."

Qin Li: "..." Can you wear it yourself!

Looking left and right, there was only one spiritual weapon in this huge room. Qin Li felt that the owner of the secret realm was taking too much space.

The two walked out and continued to search the next room.

Soon all the rooms in the corridor were looked at. At the end of the corridor was a staircase facing down. There were no illuminated night pearls around the staircase. At first glance, I had no idea how long it was.

Rong Qing took out an oil lamp and walked down first.

Qin Li followed behind him, always feeling a little uneasy.

It took about a stick of incense, but the road seemed to have no end, and the range illuminated by the oil lamp was always the same road. This oil lamp is different from the oil lamps in the mortal world. It uses oil made from the blood of demons. The lamp itself is still a low-quality spiritual tool, and its illumination range is similar to that of some modern flashlights.

Qin Li was a little clueless. This kind of atmosphere always reminded him of some ghost movies he watched in the past, and he always felt like he would stretch out a hand from the darkness around him...

While thinking wildly, something suddenly wrapped around his ankle, Qin Li was startled, and fell to the ground before he could make a sound.

Lying in a big slot! ! Is it really a ghost! ! Qin Li was terrified, and hurriedly wanted to get up, but more things wrapped around his body. He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't say it because he was scared. At this time, Qin Li really stabbed himself to death.

Whether it was because he was frightened or the tentacle-like thing had a paralyzing effect, Qin Li's eyes blurred, and when he woke up, he found himself hanging in the air.

This is an underground dòngxué, very wide, and there is a huge underground lake in the center. don’t know why, the lake water emits a faint blue light, and there are many light spots circling on it.

And Qin Lizheng was entangled in vines all over his body, hanging like a zongzi on the stone wall.

Qin Li: "..." He was relieved to know that it was a vine and not some supernatural creature... No!I'm not at all relieved, why does such a ghostly tentacle PLAY plot suddenly appear?!

When Qin Li turned his head, he saw a skeleton hanging next to him. He was actually wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Qingling School. Qin Li was horrified, "System! What the hell is this!!"