God of Life and Death

"Everything on the shelves is worth more than 3,000 contribution points. Here, you can pick whatever you want here."

Fang Muqiu pointed his finger.

Fang Yue's eyes followed Fang Muqiu's fingers. Fang Yue is in a mess!

Old hairpins, worn-out straw sandals, and gloves with one finger missing...

These things should once have been magic weapons, but they were damaged in the battle and thrown here.

Damn it, what a pile of junk!

Seeing Fang Yue's disdainful eyes. Fang Muqiu said expressionlessly: "If you don't want it, you can also choose to give up!"

Fang Yue once again had strong doubts about whether this grandpa was his father or not!

"I choose!"

Fang Yue responded with sadness and anger. No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. What if there is really something good inside?

Fang Yue squatted down and searched for treasure among the dusty waste products.

Suddenly, a faint and friendly wave resonated with him. Fang Yue was stunned for a moment, looking for the source of the resonance, and finally stopped looking at a dusty pendant.

When his fingers touched the pendant, a cool energy flowed into his body and circulated endlessly.

The cool energy entered Fang Yue's body and was immediately eaten away by the three forces of life breath, death breath and soul breath. The three powers instantly grew stronger, becoming more than twice as strong as before!

Fang Yue felt that his body was stronger and his blood was surging like a vast ocean.

There was a bang.

There seemed to be something broken inside Fang Yue's body.

His aura suddenly surged, like an ancient ferocious beast escaping from the cage of fate!

"Martial Artist Realm!"

The sparkle in Fang Muqiu's eyes soared, and a hint of joy emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Yue calmed down the restless breath in his body for a while, then took the dusty pendant in his hand.

"I chose it!"

Fang Yue held the pendant in his hand, like a treasure. It could resonate with three breaths. The origin of this pendant must be extraordinary.

"Okay!" Fang Muqiu agreed, and then introduced: "This pendant comes from an ancient battlefield and was obtained by my grandfather when he was a boy. He thought it was a treasure, so he brought it back to the family. But all the masters in the family realized it together, but they didn't understand its magical effect. Since you can break through the realm of a warrior when you touch it, it proves that this pendant has a close relationship with you!"

Fang Yue hummed and focused all his attention on the pendant.

He broke through instantly and his combat power skyrocketed, becoming at least several times stronger than before!

At the advanced apprentice level, he could fight against junior warriors. Now that he has broken through to the realm of junior warriors, he is not afraid even if intermediate warriors come.

A ray of Fang Yue's consciousness fell into the pendant. This is the oldest method of identifying one's master, and it is clearly recorded in Laogui's blue book.

The moment Fang Yue's consciousness fell into it, the gray pendant suddenly lit up. The light is dazzling, shining in all directions, like a small sun, rising slowly!

Fang Yue's spiritual consciousness sensed that the interior of the pendant was an endless space, and the gray area within it was like the scene when chaos first emerged.

"This is a space magic weapon!"

Fang Yue was surprised. Space magic weapons are extremely rare. It is said that the entire Fang family only has three space magic weapons in total! Every space magic weapon is priceless, and the space ring on the finger of the clan leader Fang Muqiu only has less than ten cubic meters of space. The other two space magic weapons in the clan are even worse. The storage space inside is not even half of the one in the clan leader's hand.

But despite this, these three spatial instruments are still regarded as treasures by the Fang family.

"It's such a pity that such a treasure was put in the garbage pile! I thought it was all worthless garbage, but I didn't expect that pearls and jade would also be covered in dust!"

In the treasure house, there are still people selecting treasures.

The man was lean and thin, wrapped in green clothes, like a bamboo pole. Zhugan was startled by the movement on Fang Yue's side and came closer, the greed in his eyes undisguised.

"Wipe your hair off, this baby is mine, you can't even get your hands on it!"

Fang Yue squinted, he knew this guy.

This is Fang Fangjun, the son of a war-god-level elder of the Fang family. In the Fang family, Fang Fangjun's status is not low because he has a strong father above him and his personal cultivation is not weak. At the age of eighteen, he has reached the level of a warrior. Among the Yan Kingdom, he can be regarded as the number one young talent.

But Fang Fangjun has a bad reputation. He is greedy and shameless.

"Fang Yue, what are you talking about! We are all disciples of the Fang family, how could I covet your things!" Fang Fangjun put on an upright and awe-inspiring look.