Cultivation game, starting from the mouse

Five or six hundred purple stones obtained from Pingchuan Lake, plus his own purple stones.

Wei Xun counted carefully and found that there were now 652 purple gold stones.

Of course, there are still more than two thousand taels converted into gold.

With this money, Wei Xun should be able to buy everything he wants.

With more money in his pocket, Wei Xun felt refreshed.

Sure enough, no matter which world you go to, having money can make you confident enough.

Before going to bed, Wei Xun took out the small wooden box he had received from the King of Thieves, and held it in his hand to observe and study it carefully.

This small wooden box is about the size of a fist and is brown-gray in color.

There are many exquisite patterns engraved on it.

I don't know what kind of wood it is made of, it is extremely hard.

No matter Wei Xun chopped it with a knife, burned it with fire, soaked it with water, or struck it with lightning, he could not do any harm to the wooden box.

Can't open this thing either.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Wei Xun frowned, feeling that he didn't understand what he was studying.

It's quite heavy in my hand, and I don't know what's inside.

After thinking about it, Wei Xun finally took out the pagoda and got into it.

After arriving on the first floor and seeing Duan Feiyun being waited on by several ghosts, Wei Xun walked up.

"Senior Duan, I have something to ask you!"

Wei Xun came to Duan Feiyun and spoke politely.

Hearing Wei Xun's voice, Duan Feiyun opened his eyes: "Just tell me what's going on, I still want to close my eyes for a while!"

"I wonder if seniors have ever seen this thing?"

Wei Xun took out the wooden box and waved it in front of Duan Feiyun's eyes.

Duan Feiyun glanced at the wooden box, and then said: "A broken wooden box, it's no big deal!"

"This is no ordinary wooden box!" Wei Xun emphasized.

"Not an ordinary wooden box?"

Duan Feiyun stood up from the black dragon chair, then wandered to Wei Xun and looked at the wooden box.

"This is indeed no ordinary wooden box, this is a beautifully carved wooden box!"

Duan Feiyun yawned after reading it, and then turned around to go back and sit down.

Seeing Duan Feiyun like this, Wei Xun was speechless.

It seemed like he couldn't find anything out here, so Wei Xun also turned around and went upstairs.

After arriving on the second floor and seeing the blacksmith Long Zao, Wei Xun came up with a wooden box and asked the same question.

After Long Zao took the wooden box and studied it repeatedly for a while, he also found that this wooden box was a little strange.

Why is something carved from wood so hard?

And there is no such thing as a barrier set up above, so there is no reason for it to be like this.

Long Zao also took out his hammer and hit the wooden box several times, but the wooden box still didn't move at all.

But if this thing is really so indestructible, what was it that carved the lines on its surface?

It can only be something more powerful than this wooden box.

Long Zao studied it and shook his head helplessly: "I can't figure out this thing, go and ask other people!"

Wei Xun had no choice but to nod and go up to the third floor.

The farm uncle on the third floor was sleeping on a chair wearing a straw hat. The peaches he had asked him to help plant in the ground had not responded at all.

The suspended mixed culture bead was surrounded by five spiritual stones, and was slowly absorbing the energy from the spiritual energy. The light on the surface seemed to have recovered a lot.

"Senior Yuan, please show me how to open this thing!"

After Wei Xun walked up, he said a polite word to the farming uncle.

Wei Xun had a brief chat with the farming uncle on the third floor some time ago and roughly knew his life story.

His surname is Yuan Mingkong, and he came here about six thousand years ago.

Previously, he was an elder of Taihe Sect in Shuiyun Continent, who was in the realm of divine transformation.

My biggest hobby is farming, and I like to grow magical herbs and elixirs.

His presence in the sect is very low. Many disciples of the sect think that Yuan Kong is just an ordinary farm boy.

More than 6,000 years ago, the Taihe Sect was invaded by powerful enemies.

The enemies fought all the way into the sect. At the last moment, Yuan Kong stepped in to turn the tide and repel all the enemies.

But Yuan Kong also suffered several fatal injuries because he was besieged for too long, and finally died of his injuries.

After waking up, I came here.

Like other seniors, I don’t know how I got in.

Yuan Kong took the wooden box and looked at it carefully, and then said: "I have never seen this wood before!"

"It's really strange. How can wood be so hard?"

Yuan Kong stroked the lines on it with his fingers, observed it repeatedly for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly: "I can't see this thing coming back, it feels like it's not a mortal thing."

Seeing this, Wei Xun could only go upstairs to the fifth floor.

This person on the fifth floor is lying under the mythical beast tree with a piece of grass in his mouth.

Seeing Wei Xun coming up, he immediately came over and said hello: "Brother Wei, how are you? Do you have any clues about the soul-changing jade I asked you to find before?"

"I did get one of the soul-turning jade!" Wei Xun nodded: "But Senior Xiao, I have something to ask you now!"

The big brother who sleeps under the tree on the fifth floor of the pagoda every day is named Xiao Zhixian!

It has been almost 10,000 years since I entered, and I am the third person among several people in the entire tower to enter.

The second one is Chu Ming, an old man playing chess who has already gone out.

The first person I heard from other seniors was the crazy piano player from the seventh floor.

Logically speaking, the person on the seventh floor has been in the tower for more than 10,000 years, but nothing happened.

Don't know why.

I have played this piano for ten thousand years without stopping.

"Did you really get the soul-changing jade?" Xiao Zhixian heard Wei Xun's words and immediately became excited.

"Yes!" Wei Xun nodded, then took out the wooden box and asked, "But now I want to ask you a question, senior. Do you have a way to open this wooden box?"

Xiao Zhi heard it first and immediately took the wooden box over and asked, "Is the soul-turning jade in this?"

"That's not true!" Wei Xun shook his head.

"Okay!" Xiao Zhixian sighed slightly, then opened and studied the wooden box in his hand.

The more he looked at the wooden box, the deeper Xiao Zhixian's frown deepened.

"I've definitely never seen this wooden box before!"

Hearing Xiao Zhixian say such words, Wei Xun sighed helplessly.

Except for the lunatic who plays the piano like a perpetual motion machine on the seventh floor, he is the one who has lived the longest.

He didn't even know what this wooden box was. I'm afraid no one would know.

"but...."

At this moment, Xiao Zhixian seemed to remember something.

"But what?" Wei Xun asked immediately after seeing hope.

"But I seem to have seen the lines on this before!" Xiao Zhixian closed his eyes and began to recall the memories from ten thousand years ago.

It has been almost 10,000 years since Xiao Zhixian entered the tower. In addition, he has lived outside for another 2,000 years, which means he has more than 12,000 years of experience.

"What kind of pattern is this? Where have you seen it before?"

Wei Xun asked.

"It seems to be in Donglaizhou!" Xiao Zhixian said: "Or rather, Donglai Island!"