The backlash of the White Dragon Sword on the soul caused Wang Ziqiao to suffer a loss, but there was nothing to say, but this also proved that the sword was not simple.

What made him curious most was that a famous sword actually had to be put together with a broken stone, and he chose one of two. Could it be that the value of this broken stone is comparable to a famous sword?

But due to the lessons of the past, Wang Ziqiao did not dare to use his mental power to explore the stone, and asked: "Senior Sikong, what is the preciousness of this stone? How can it be ranked alongside the famous sword?"

Sikong Feihu smiled: "Actually, to be honest, I don't know what this stone is for, but an ancestor of my Kunlun Sect once said that this stone is a gem, priceless, and even better than this White Dragon Sword

They are all more precious. The ancestor never lies, so I put this stone and the White Dragon Sword together, which can be considered as one of two choices!"

"Then I wonder where this stone comes from?" Wang Ziqiao asked again.

"Meteorite outside the sky!" Sikong Feihu replied.

"Oh?" Wang Ziqiao was very surprised. He held the stone in his hand and felt it. It was much heavier than an ordinary stone. The size of an egg alone weighed fifty or sixty kilograms. It can be seen that its density must be very large, almost black

Oops, nothing strange.

Curious, he still used his mental power to wrap the stone up and then slowly penetrated it. It was still metal-like substance. After about two or three centimeters deep, Wang Ziqiao's mental power suddenly discovered that there was a piece of the meteorite inside.

White crystals like rice grains.

When his mental power penetrated the crystal again, he suddenly felt like a vacuum inside.

"Is it hollow inside the stone?" Prince Qiao said inwardly, and his mental power once again penetrated into the seemingly narrow space.

But what surprised him was that his mental power seemed to travel through time and space, and was in a moment of chaos. While he was shocked, he suddenly felt enlightened before he could withdraw his mental power.

It looks like a cave here. The cave is square, with a length, width and height of more than four meters, equivalent to a large room.

Prince Qiao was shocked because he suddenly thought of an extremely precious magic weapon that was remembered in the magician's remnant soul: the space ring.

Space ring, also known as storage ring, can absorb some essential items from magicians, but its own weight will not change. This kind of thing is extremely precious. Sometimes a kingdom may not have one, and generally only the most

Only noble mages can wear it.

And the magician in his memory did not have such a precious thing.

Space rings, like small spaces that seem to be independent, are connected to external spaces. Time and space are still, but have a certain amount of spatial power. They can automatically absorb objects. Nothing in them will become damaged and can be kept fresh.

At present, this meteorite is an unprocessed space artifact. It seems to be the size of a house, but it can also hold a lot of things. As long as it can be successfully refined, you will never need to carry it on your back when you go out. All the property, naturally

It can also be filled in. If it only contains gold, it can also contain 1,300 tons.

Moreover, this kind of space artifact is different from the turtle shell. Although there is space in the turtle shell, it is just an artificial two-dimensional soul space, which is equivalent to being composed of countless planes, and can only accommodate elements or souls, three-dimensional

Three-dimensional things cannot be entered. Although the soul has a sense of separation when entering, it is not a real space. The space ring is not much different from the external space. It is three-dimensional. It is just that time and space have not yet been completely formed and are small in size.

The heart was shocked, but Wang Ziqiao did not dare to show it. He looked at the stone with confusion, looked at the white dragon sword again, and said, "Forget it, I want this stone, this white dragon sword is yours

I can’t take away the treasures of Kunlun Sect’s Town Sect. Besides, my cultivation is not enough to use this magic sword. If I force it to use it, it will definitely hurt my soul!”

After saying a word, Prince Qiao stuffed the stone into his pocket.

When the people in the room saw this, they sighed. They all felt that Wang Ziqiao had picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons. He didn't want the extremely precious White Dragon Sword, but he actually wanted this broken stone?

Sikong and his wife also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said, "Since Prince Qiao has chosen the stone, we will do what he wants. Xiaotian, take Prince Qiao to the library and hand over our old and childlike skills to him.

Watch, remember, he only has half an hour!"

"It's the uncle of the master!" A young man wearing a burly and carrying a big sword walked in from outside the door and made a gesture of inviting Wang Ziqiao!

Prince Qiao glanced at Huo Xiang, and Huo Xiang nodded with a smile. Then he followed Xiaotian to leave the hall.

The two of them were in front and behind, and no one spoke. Wang Ziqiao originally wanted to talk to each other, but seeing that the other party was calm and looked like he was owed me money and refused to pay it back, Wang Ziqiao no longer had the interest in chatting.

Soon, the two of them passed the mountain stream path and arrived at the Kunlun School's library. This was a three-story building and a stone building. The door was very quiet, but there were disciples of the Kunlun School here to guard it.

Xiaotian first talked to the disciple for a few words before introducing Wang Ziqiao into the library.

The library is very large, with many rooms inside, and there are also people stationed. Wang Ziqiao was taken to an empty house by Xiaotian. Xiaotian said, "You are waiting here, and someone will give you the old and childlike achievements in a while.

Watch it for you!”

Wang Ziqiao nodded and said nothing. A few minutes later, an elderly white-bearded man came to Wang Ziqiao with a book and said, "Little kid, cherish this half hour, this book

Books are the magical skills of my Kunlun School and the old and the child!”

"Thank you!" Wang Ziqiao took the book and looked carefully. It was a line-based book. The cover was a man's picture, with traditional Chinese characters written by Hua Lao and Tong Gong. When you open the content inside, the font is also

The handwritten traditional characters, the body pictures of the same characters above, but the body is outlined with different meridians. Below the picture is a series of profound and difficult sentences. Wang Ziqiao can also barely understand that this is the method of using magical skills.

It is a picture and text.

He read the book very quickly, and his mental power was swept away and stored it directly in his mind. With the memory of the two worlds, it would not take long to understand this knowledge.

Soon, he discovered the problem. This book may be really a childish master, but it is just a diagram of the man's meridians. He guessed that the childish master should be a classic of dual cultivation.

, At this point, if the guess is not wrong, then the Kunlun School has reserved it.

"As for whether it is true or not, I will use my mental power to investigate it myself, will I know it clearly?" Wang Ziqiao smiled and his mental power had spread out.
Chapter completed!