One person and one cat were searching quickly in a remote area of Hanlin Academy.
After all, the old master was slightly better. At a certain moment, he said loudly: "Ye Feng, I have found the source of the breath of the literary saint's pen, and it is in this old house."
At this time, the black cat was standing at the door of a very old house, with excitement in his eyes.
From this old house, he felt an extremely rich aura of the pen of a literary sage.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng quickly jumped over from not far away and stood at the door of this old house.
At this moment, the Haoran Zhengqi Jue in Ye Feng's body began to operate involuntarily. .??.??
"The pen of the literary saint is indeed in this old house!"
Ye Feng's eyes also showed a hint of excitement and joy.
Because he helped the old master obtain the Pen of the Literary Saint, the old master's strength can be greatly improved.
Old Master's strength has improved, which is also a huge benefit for Ye Feng himself.
After all, in this turbulent and turbulent imperial city of the ancient gods, with crises everywhere, it is very useful to have a powerful person as a backer.
Although there is a Night Watch Commander behind Ye Feng, the Commander is after all an official from the royal family.
It was difficult for Ye Feng to determine which side the commander-in-chief would be on when he really had a decisive battle with the prince's lineage.
But the old master is different.
What the old master thinks about every day is how to kill the royal family and steal the fortune of the ancient divine dynasty.
Therefore, the old master is just a piece of meat. If he and the prince get involved, the old master will definitely stand on his side without hesitation.
It is precisely because of this that Ye Feng tried his best to help the old master find his lost literary sage's pen.
But what makes Ye Feng a little surprised is that the pen of the literary saint is said to be the treasure of Hanlin Academy. How could it be in such a remote and dilapidated old house?
At this time, one person and one cat walked directly into the old house in front of them.
What greeted them was a damp, musty smell, which made both of them frown.
They all had some doubts in their hearts. Could such a precious treasure as the Wen Sheng's Pen be in such a dark place?
The black cat took steps at this time, and suddenly rushed to a piece of floor in the corner of the old house, and then stretched out its paws.
"Crunch!"
The wooden board on the ground was torn to pieces by his cat's claws.
Under the wooden board, a very deep underground space was revealed at this moment.
"There seems to be another space underground in this old house?"
Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he immediately followed the black cat in.
A man and a cat entered the basement.
The next scene in front of them shocked both of them.
At this moment, in the basement, all kinds of precious treasures and wealth are piled everywhere. There are books of sages that exude light, and there are indestructible armors of literary saints. On the surface of the armor, there are shadows of ancient saints, exuding the vastness.
gas.
In addition, there is a white jade war spear as thick as a sky pillar.
"This is the Demon-Destroying Spear of the Heavens, a weapon of the literary saint forged by the first generation of saints. It is an ancient treasure!"
The black cat tutted.
At this time, they saw another skull, which was made of crystal and was very artistic.
"Sage Crystal Skull! This is my skull! It has been refined into a saint treasure!"
When the black cat saw this thing, he blew his beard and stared in anger.
Ye Feng's eyes suddenly brightened up and he said: "Senior, do you think we found the private treasure trove of the Dean of Hanlin Academy by mistake?"
In this basement,
Each treasure is extremely precious and is an extremely rare ancient treasure.
Not to mention all the treasures, even if just one treasure in the basement is circulated, it will probably be auctioned for a sky-high price and be worth a fortune.
At this time, the black cat also nodded, seeming to be a little gloating, and said: "You are right, I also think that this basement is the dean's private treasure house. Every treasure in it is a priceless treasure. Outside
It is impossible to encounter it at all. Even I may not be able to collect so many literary treasures back then. They are all treasures refined by the ancestors of literary arts. Even the dean of Hanlin Academy today, not many of them.
After a hundred years of accumulation, it is impossible to have so many priceless things."
Ye Feng's eyes were very bright and he said: "Then we became rich overnight?"
Black Cat nodded, smiled slightly and said, "You can say that."
After saying that, the black cat ran directly towards the end of the basement.
At the end, there was a shelf with a huge jet black ink pen hanging on it.
That should be the pen of the literary saint!
At this time, the black cat said: "Ye Feng, you can take the other things as you like. I don't need them. I just want the pen of the literary saint that belongs to me."
After saying that, the black cat opened his mouth and swallowed the pen of the literary saint into his stomach. ??
Ye Feng felt a little incredible at this time.
Originally, he thought that the process of searching for the Pen of the Literary Saint might be very difficult and even involve many dangers.
But what he never expected was that he and the old master would find the pen of the literary saint so quickly, and even discover the little treasure house of the Dean of Hanlin Academy.
Everything here is priceless.
“All collected!”
Ye Feng waved his hand, naturally adhering to the three-light policy, and put all the treasures into his storage ring.
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The book of sages, the battle armor of literary saints, the demon-killing spears of the heavens, the crystal skulls of sages, the demon-killing pictures, the flying saints and immortal pictures, etc., are all packed up.
These things are simply worth more than a mountain of gold and silver.
And it has a great effect on Ye Feng.
Ye Feng knew very well that he didn't have many treasures on his body now. If he had so many more saint treasures, he would have greater confidence.
After all, this is the private treasure trove of the Dean of Hanlin Academy.
At this time, the entire basement was soon empty.
The black cat walked over, his eyes full of schadenfreude.
Ye Feng was a little strange at this time and said: "Why would the dean of Hanlin Academy pile up so many treasures in such a remote and ancient place?"
Black Cat smiled and said: "Of course it is because he is afraid that others will find the wealth he has accumulated."
Ye Feng said: "Why doesn't he put it in his own storage ring and carry it with him."
Black Cat explained: "The dean of Hanlin Academy is naturally afraid that someone will intercept him and rob him of all his wealth, so it is safest to put all his wealth in the headquarters of Hanlin Academy."
Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded slightly and said: "Let's go quickly. This time we robbed the entire basement treasure house. I guess when the dean of Hanlin Academy finds out, there will be a big shock!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Without any delay, one person and one cat quickly left the basement, and then walked out of Hanlin Academy.
The whole process went very smoothly without any obstacles.
When Ye Feng returned to his private manor with the black cat and a happy look on his face, the demon in red immediately greeted him, with a somewhat anxious look on his face, and said: "Master! You are finally back! Someone is coming from the palace.
, saying that I have urgent matters and want to see you, the master!"