As his spiritual sense penetrated, Chen Feng discovered that the space inside this storage ring was unusually large.

If calculated by area, the space inside this storage ring is equivalent to half of Xingfeng City.

Chen Feng had never seen such a large storage ring before.

The space of the storage ring is divided into multiple areas, and the items placed in each area are different.

The first area Chen Feng checked was the spirit stone area.

The total amount of top-grade spirit stones here is nearly 1.5 million.

The top-grade spirit stones were piled up into a small hill, numbering nearly tens of millions.

Seeing so many spirit stones, Chen Feng's eyes were a little dizzy.

Currently, Xingfengmen only has a few hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones left in stock. Last time, Liu Qian was asked to increase production capacity, and Xingfengmen now has totally insufficient spirit stones.

Now that they have obtained so many spirit stones at once, it has greatly compensated for the short-term shortage of spirit stones for the Xingfeng Sect.

Moreover, there will be no shortage of resources for long-term cultivation in the future.

Chen Feng looked at another area, where pills and elixirs were stored.

However, the number of pills is not large, only a dozen bottles, but they are basically pills that can improve the cultivation level of Nascent Soul cultivators.

There are also several bottles of top-grade elixirs used to heal injuries.

As for spiritual medicines, there are even more of them. All of them are stored in special wooden boxes, and each one of them is no less than a thousand years old.

Chen Feng took out the pills and examined them one by one. There were only less than five kinds of them that he could recognize.

"How generous." Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh when he smelled the medicinal fragrance emanating from the pill in his hand.

Although the Xingfeng Sect has a strong ability to make money, it still cannot compare with some ancient forces in the world of immortal cultivation.

The wealth of the eldest princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty alone is incomparable to that of the Xingfeng Clan.

Chen Feng did not continue to check these pills and elixirs. He planned to ask Qu Jing later. The other party should know the specific effects of these pills.

He then turned his gaze to the area where the treasures were stored, where only three treasures were stored.

A piece of soft armor, a feather fan, and a small jade mirror.

Chen Feng first took out the soft armor. The soft armor was very thin and was made up of red silk threads. It felt extremely delicate in the hand.

Chen Feng tried to inject spiritual power into the soft armor. In an instant, the silk threads that made up the soft armor began to flash.

"This is a magical treasure." Chen Feng's eyes lit up.

From the aura of this treasure, Chen Feng judged that it was a spiritual treasure.

Although it is only an acquired spiritual treasure, he still does not have any spiritual treasure.

Chen Feng's mind moved, and he saw his soft armor immediately turned into a stream of light that sank into his body and then merged into his skin.

He immediately punched towards himself, and saw a red light shining on his skin.

The power of Chen Feng's punch was directly blocked, and even a recoil force appeared.

Chen Feng then made another attempt.

After a moment, he finally understood the ability of this magical treasure.

This is a multifunctional spiritual treasure. As long as it is worn, it can block the attacks of even the Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, this soft armor can not only defend, but also fight against enemies.

Just by using spiritual consciousness, the silk threads of this soft armor can be separated, thus trapping the enemy.

Chen Feng then looked at the second of the three treasures, which was a fan made of red feathers.

"Divine Fire Fan!" As soon as Chen Feng's spiritual sense probed into the fan, he immediately knew the name of this treasure.

This is also an acquired spiritual treasure, and its quality is higher than that soft armor.

Chen Feng took the fan in his hand and walked to the deck of the aerospace mothership.

Under his control, the aerospace carrier immediately stopped sailing.

Zhe Jiao, who was healing his wounds, saw Chen Feng suddenly take out a fan and asked in surprise, "Daoyou, what is this?"

Chen Feng ignored Zeng Jiao and injected his own spiritual power into the fan.

In an instant, Chen Feng's face turned pale.

The little spiritual energy he had just recovered was directly drained away by the fan.

At the same time, terrifying fiery red energy condensed on the surface of the fan.

The energy was so strong that even Chen Feng felt frightened.

It seemed that if he didn't release the energy from the fan in the next second, he would be hurt.

Without hesitation, Chen Feng immediately waved the feather fan in his hand towards him.

boom!
A raging flame was released from the feather fan, covering the front. Wherever it passed, the space began to split apart layer by layer!
This horrific flame disappeared only after it spread to dozens of kilometers away.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth also disappeared without a trace at this moment, and only the high temperature left by the burning flames remained in the air.

Chen Feng staggered and almost fell to the ground. His face was as pale as paper and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

This fan directly drained all the remaining spiritual energy in his body, making his injuries even worse.

But a smile appeared on Chen Feng's face.

The power of this magical treasure was beyond his expectations.

You know, the fan he just swung out only used less than 30% of his spiritual power.

If he recovers from his injuries and swings the fan with all his strength, you can imagine how powerful it will be.

"Acquired spiritual treasure! This feather seems to be the feather of Vermillion Bird." A terrified voice came.

Obviously, he was also shocked by the power of the fan.

"Suzaku? Are you sure?" Chen Feng looked at Zhe Jiao.

Chen Feng had seen the ancient mythical beast Suzaku in the classics of the Inner Sea. It was rumored that this ancient mythical beast could travel through the starry sky.

Destroying a cultivation planet is not a problem.

Zhejiao immediately stepped forward and sniffed the fan in Chen Feng's hand, nodded and said:
"It does have the scent of Suzaku. It should be the feather of a young Suzaku, but there is only one feather."

Chen Feng looked at the fan, and in the center of the fan, there was indeed a red feather, which was emitting fiery red energy all the time.

"Fellow Daoist, can you let me study this thing?" Zhe Jiao suddenly spoke, and then looked at Chen Feng eagerly.

"What do you want to do?" Chen Feng looked at Zhe Jiao in surprise.

Zhejiao chuckled: "The aura of the Vermillion Bird on it is of great help to me. Don't worry, I won't destroy this spiritual treasure. I'll just study it."

Hearing this, Chen Feng threw the fan directly at Zhe Jiao.

Zhejiao immediately caught it carefully and said excitedly, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Chen Feng then took out a pill from the storage ring and threw it to Zhe Jiao: "This is the Nine Revolutions Recovery Pill. Taking it will allow you to recover quickly from your injuries."

This Nine-Turn Recovery Pill was naturally obtained by Chen Feng from Nangong Yanyue's storage ring.

It is a top-grade healing elixir, and is extremely effective in helping Nascent Soul cultivators recover from their injuries.

Nangong Yanyue has a lot of healing pills like this in his storage ring.

In order to escape from the crisis this time, Zhejiao played a big role.

Chen Feng is not stingy with his own people, so it’s no big deal even if he gives the spiritual treasure to Zeng Jiao for research.

Zhe Jiao swallowed the pill thrown by Chen Feng in one gulp, and then continued to heal his wounds with his eyes closed.

Chen Feng looked at the last treasure. It was a small jade mirror, only the size of a palm, with strange patterns engraved around the mirror.

He tried to probe his spiritual consciousness into the small jade mirror, but the small jade mirror did not react at all, as if it were a dead object.

"Let's study it later." Chen Feng put away the small jade mirror, planning to study it slowly later.

This thing can hold two spiritual treasures together, so its quality is definitely not bad.

Chen Feng then looked at other areas inside the storage ring.

Soon, he found another place where talismans were stored.

There were no less than a hundred talismans here, and the aura emanating from some of them was enough to frighten even him.

Chen Feng raised his right hand, and a golden talisman appeared in his hand. Feeling the power coming from the golden talisman, his pupils shrank sharply: "This is the breath that surpasses the Nascent Soul."

From the aura emanating from this talisman, Chen Feng judged that the power contained in this talisman had already exceeded that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It is a unique aura that only the Divine Transformation cultivators have.

Obviously, this talisman is likely to contain power at the level of incarnation.

Chen Feng looked carefully and found that there were six of these golden talismans.

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little scared. If Nangong Yanyue threw out this kind of incarnation-level talisman, he would have no chance of winning.

This second generation is really rich and even has talismans of the deity level.

However, if the other party loses, then you lose your pride.

Chen Feng searched carefully in the storage ring again, and found some unimportant things in other places, such as daily necessities and some women's clothes.

Finally, he found a special spirit beast bag in the deepest part of the storage ring.

He took out the spirit beast bag from the storage ring.

Then, a colorful light flew out from the spirit beast bag.

Chen Feng snorted coldly, and grabbed with his right hand, and a colorful rabbit was caught in his hand.

The rabbit whose ears were grabbed by Chen Feng did not struggle, but tears kept falling from its eyes and it looked at Chen Feng pitifully.

Chen Feng recognized the rabbit at first sight.

At that time, this rabbit was standing on Nangong Yanyue's shoulder.

The reason why Nangong Yanyue chased him was because this rabbit discovered the aura of innate spiritual treasure in him.

"A treasure-hunting rabbit?" Chen Feng observed carefully.

There is a huge difference between spiritual beasts and demon beasts. For cultivators, each spiritual beast has its own unique features. This is the first time he has seen a spiritual beast that can search for treasures.

Chen Feng said in a cold voice: "Submit to me, or die!"

However, almost as soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, the rabbit in his hand nodded quickly, looking at Chen Feng pitifully with a pair of eyes.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

He originally thought that the rabbit would struggle, but he didn't expect it to be so spineless and a complete fence-sitter.

Chen Feng then pointed his finger at the rabbit's brow, trying to establish a contract.

But soon, he discovered.

This rabbit has already established a contract with humans and cannot establish any other contracts.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at the totem of Nangong Yanyue on the stone pillar next to him. It was obvious that the contract in the other party's sea of ​​consciousness was established by Nangong Yanyue.

Now Nangong Yanyue's soul is still alive, so the contract still exists.

In this case, I can only wait until the next time I can control Nangong Yanyue's soul and let her cancel the contract on her own initiative.

"If you dare to run, you know what the consequences will be." Chen Feng warned and then let go of his hand.

He had already checked and found that the rabbit had no ability to attack at all.

It is more like a mascot, and its only special feature is probably its ability to hunt for treasures.

As soon as Chen Feng stretched out his hand, the rabbit fell on the deck and then jumped up.

It ran to Chen Feng's feet with its four furry short legs, and then rubbed its head against Chen Feng's trouser legs.

There was an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng was suddenly speechless.

This spirit beast really has no loyalty at all. As soon as its master gets into trouble, it immediately surrenders to the enemy.

Chen Feng couldn't help but look at Zhejiao.

Zheng Jiao had already opened his eyes when the treasure-hunting rabbit appeared. When he saw Chen Feng looking at him, Zheng Jiao immediately said:
"Fellow Daoist, I will not be like this rabbit. I am absolutely loyal to you. No matter how powerful the enemy is, I will not give in!"

"Why are you so nervous? I didn't say anything to you." Chen Feng looked at Zhe Jiao with calm eyes.

Zhejiao smiled awkwardly: "I am not afraid that you will misunderstand me. I am a fierce beast, which is different from these spiritual beasts. Their clan has never had much backbone."

As if it had heard what Zhejiao said, the treasure-hunting rabbit that was rubbing against Chen Feng's feet immediately turned around and glared at Zhejiao, making a strange sound from its mouth.

Zhejiao was immediately furious: "How dare you, you damned rabbit, scold me? Are you looking for death?"

A powerful aura immediately emanated from Zhejiao's body, and the treasure-hunting rabbit was immediately frightened and quickly hid behind Chen Feng.

Chen Feng ignored the beast and the rabbit, and took out the fiery red spear from the storage ring.

In addition to the storage ring, Nangong Yanyue also got this red spear.

Chen Feng tried it and found that he could not use the spear at all. No matter whether he injected spiritual power or spiritual consciousness into it, there was no response at all.

He guessed that this spear might be Nangong Yanyue's natal treasure, and only Nangong Yanyue could use it.

After putting away the spear, Chen Feng took out another storage ring, which was the storage ring that Old Kong had thrown to him before.

Since Old Kong was still there, he couldn't open the storage ring after he got it.

Now that Kong Lao is dead, the imprint of his spiritual consciousness has disappeared.

Chen Feng probed into the storage ring with his spiritual sense. The space inside was very small. There were only tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones in it, and nothing else.

"Sure enough, the storage ring this old man gave me is not the best one."

Chen Feng was not too disappointed with the result, as he had guessed it before.

How could a cultivator who is half a step away from becoming a god easily put all the good things in one storage ring? The other storage rings might still be on Old Kong.

But even if we look for it now, it is gone. The lasers from space-based weapons have destroyed everything.

Even if there are some spiritual treasures in the storage ring that cannot be destroyed by space-based weapons, the storage rings of generally powerful cultivators have the function of self-destruction.

Once the storage ring is destroyed, everything inside will be submerged in the turbulence of space, because the storage ring itself is related to space.

This is also the reason why some monks are not worried even if their storage rings are taken away by the other party.

Because if you use force to break the storage ring, the things inside will be destroyed.

The only way to succeed is to expel the opponent's spiritual imprint or kill him.

Although there were no good things in Old Kong’s storage ring, Chen Feng was already very satisfied with this harvest.

After putting everything away, Chen Feng sat cross-legged on the ground again and began to heal his wounds.

With the healing pills in Nangong Yanyue's storage ring, his injuries should recover soon.

He has no plans to go to the Inland Sea in the short term. Now that he has the resources and skills, what he needs to do now is to practice in seclusion and improve his strength as soon as possible.

Moreover, the Great Zhou might have already known that Nangong Yanyue was in trouble.

If we go to the Inland Sea now, we will be in trouble if we are discovered by the enemy. (End of this chapter)