However, there are only three words in the file, and they are still marked with very small words, as if they were mentioned occasionally.

Xue Peng searched carefully many times and found that there was only one name about Soul-Devouring Flower.

Xue Peng sighed, put away the file, and said goodbye and left.

Three days later, Jiang Yu came as promised. Xue Peng agreed to Jiang Yu to go to the secret realm, and Jiang Yu brought Xue Peng to the treasure house of the royal court.

Jiang Yu showed the token, a monk made a handprint, the surrounding restrictions dispersed, the thick door slowly opened, and the two walked in.

A blazing light lit up in the narrow corridor. Xue Peng looked up and saw that there were pearls placed on the corridor, each of which was the size of a fist. The light was emitted from this pearl.

Xue Peng exclaimed, "It is worthy of being the treasure house of the royal court. Even lighting uses such a good thing. The king also said that he has no spirit stones, and he doesn't know who is stingy."

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "If the king hears this, he must punish your sins."

The two of them were talking and laughing, and soon they reached the end of the corridor.

There, an old man was sitting upright.

The old man sat cross-legged, wearing a broken dress, gray hair, withered face, and about to die of wood.

Jiang Yu took out the token at this time and said, "After the king's order, I will get the treasure in the treasure house."

Jiang Yu seemed to be talking to the old man, but the old man couldn't move. However, fine runes appeared on the wall behind him. The runes flashed quickly and finally painted into a strange pattern.

The next moment, the wall suddenly undulates like water waves, the wall disappears, and then a hole appears.

At the same time, an old voice sounded, "You only have a stick of incense."

Jiang Yu bowed to the old man and walked inside.

"Okay, let's go in."

Xue Peng also gave a gift to the old man like Jiang Yu, and then walked in.

In the cave, there is a very wide space, with rows of thousands of racks neatly arranged around it, with many jade slips placed on it.

However, Jiang Yu didn't look at these things and took Xue Peng straight inside.

When they reached the end, a middle-aged monk made a handprint, and a door hole suddenly appeared on the wall, and the two walked in again.

After repeating this three times, Xue Peng and Jiang Yu came to another space.

It is not spacious, with only dozens of shelves placed on it, and Xue Peng glanced at it and saw something dark like a lump of iron.

However, Xue Peng knew that if he could place it here, this "iron lump" must be not an ordinary thing.

Xue Peng followed Jiang Yu to the last shelf, and saw Jiang Yu stopping, looking at the dozen black beads on the shelf and saying, "These are the demon souls of my royal court monster."

Xue Peng said, "Miss Yu, how do you choose this? It looks the same, you can't just take one."

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "You only have one incense stick. Now half of the incense stick has passed. If you don't choose the remaining half incense stick, you will give up."

Xue Peng frowned slightly, looked at the beads carefully, then slowly reached out and touched one of the beads.

But at this moment, the old voice suddenly sounded again, "Young man, the things in this treasure house should not be touched lightly."

The sound went from far to near, and finally almost rang in Xue Peng's ears.

Xue Peng was startled and looked around, and saw that the old man who had been guarding the door was standing beside him at this time.

Xue Peng didn't even feel when and how this old man came here, as if he appeared out of thin air.

The old man was still wearing a slap in nine clothes, standing there, his body straightened. Although he looked haggard, his eyes were so bright that they were scary.

The old man's eyes flashed, and he looked at Xue Peng carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his dry mouth, "What a vigorous vitality, a young body is good."

After hearing the old man's words, Xue Peng was shocked and became alert, and said immediately, "Old man, who are you?"

The old man smiled, "I can't remember many things, but now I'm just an old man who's about to die when he sees the warehouse."

"Young man, are you a disciple of the Taishang Sect?"

"Taishang Sect?" Xue Peng frowned. Why do everyone mention Taishang Sect when they see him? Is Master Lu a cultivator of Taishang Sect?

Xue Peng said slowly, "I don't know this, I'm not sure."

"Then what is your master's name?"

Xue Peng just said, "The master once told the younger generation that he could not report his name before he could become a monk."

The old man smiled, "A famous teacher will be a high disciple. Even if you are not a disciple of Taishang Sect, you may have a deep connection with Taishang Sect. Back then, I had a little friendship with Taishang Sect. Let go of your perception and respond carefully."

Xue Peng thought for a moment, then nodded at last, and immediately let go of his senses.

Xue Peng's sensing was extremely sharp. As his spirit gradually became concentrated, he slowly felt the aura of the demon soul in these dozen ink-colored beads.

The demon soul in the first ink bead is a black turtle. The demon soul condensed by the demon soul is thick, like a mountain.

The second ink-colored bead is the demon soul of a tiger-like monster. As soon as he was sensing it, a surge of evil aura pushed his perception back.

The third bead was a demon soul of a fire bird. As soon as he approached, he felt a sense of burning heat that was burning his spiritual consciousness.

After sensing the three beads, Xue Peng gradually felt tired and a fine cold sweat spilled out of his forehead. He couldn't help but use the Golden Light Spell to resist the burning pain.

The old man next to him smiled and said, "Young man, can you choose?"

Xue Peng nodded. He came for the demon soul of the bird. The bird of Fire was just right.

Just when he said he wanted to choose a bird in the genus of Fire, a faint message suddenly came into his mind, "Hungry."

At first Xue Peng thought he had heard it wrong and said slowly, "I'll choose..."

"Hungry."

This time the sound rang again, but Xue Peng could hear it clearly.

"Young man, which one do you choose?"

Xue Peng smiled slightly and said, "Wait a minute, I'll think about it carefully."

Xue Peng let go of the induction, and this time he did not concentrate on these ink-colored balls, but placed them in the entire space.

I heard the sound again, "I'm hungry."

Xue Peng walked in the direction of the sound, and finally saw a large pebbles-shaped ball with a little blue ice crystal on the bottom of the shelf.

Xue Peng focused all his senses on this big ball the size of a human head, and heard the ball again sending a faint message, "I'm hungry."
Chapter completed!