Yipin Danxian

Chapter 55 Storage Finger (Happy Birthday Foshan Dazhao)

According to the legend, when you practice to a high level, you can open a hole in heaven and earth, and accept heaven and earth in Jiezi. Of course, this is just a legend, which belongs to the fairy trail. Wu Sheng has never heard of anyone who has practiced to this level, but the meaning of accepting Jie is clear. of.

It's a storage wrench!
The storage finger is a good thing. Wu Sheng thought that it was one of the artifacts of cultivation, no matter how big or small it is!
It's just that he hasn't seen this thing all the time, and even in the memory of the assassin Wu Sheng, there is no relevant record. If Jin Wuhuan hadn't mentioned it as a treasure, he even thought that there was no such thing in the world.

Now that the treasure is at his fingertips, he can't help but feel a rush of emotion!
I checked the small box over and over, even disassembled it into pieces, but I couldn't find the instructions for use, which means that this thing should be easy to use.Wu Sheng's only worry is that if the storage finger can only be used by a monk above the level of refining gods, it will be very depressing.

First of all, mobilize the true essence infusion finger according to common sense, there is no change.

Then I rubbed the finger with my finger. After rubbing it for a long time, it was useless. It didn't even produce basic heat. The more I rubbed, the colder I felt, so I gave up.

Then there is the confession of the master with a drop of blood. This is too old-fashioned. Wu Sheng hardly has any hope, but there is no better way, so he has to try it, and it is right to rule out the option.

Take the sword and continue chopping off the hand, and finally cut a wound. It seems that the skin is already very strong. If you continue to practice like this, will you become a copper-skinned iron bone?
When you see blood, drop the blood on it.

As it turns out, it really didn't...

Hey?what's going on?There was a bang in Wu Sheng's mind, and his consciousness entered a dim space. Although the space was dim, he could perceive it very clearly, just like a large wardrobe.

The cabinet is divided into four rows of shelves, and there are labels on the shelves, such as "magical artifacts", "magic pills", "spiritual materials", "gold, silver, pearls and jade", etc. Wu Sheng was taken aback when he saw it. So familiar?

For a moment, without thinking about it, he waved his finger-wrench on the sandalwood incense, and the box...

Did not appear in the space?How can this work?He waved his palm in various ways, and even slapped the finger on the sandalwood box, but nothing could fit into the finger.

After thinking for a while, Wu Sheng could only continue to admit the Lord with blood.

Fei Jian continued to chop his hands, his speed was very fast, like a chef chopping vegetables, he cut another wound, and smeared blood on the sandalwood box.

Looking at the inside of the finger, the boxes are displayed on the shelf of gold, silver, pearls and jade, taking up a large area.With the box as a reference, the internal space of the storage puller is clear. It is a cabinet six feet long, one foot deep, and six feet high.

With a thought, the box came out from the wrench again and appeared in front of my eyes. With another wave of my hand, the box went back again, and with another wave of hand, it came out again...

After Wu Sheng played for a long time, he almost figured out that everything has to be recognized with blood, and only after the recognition of the owner can he enter and exit at will.

The wound on his finger hadn't healed yet, and there were bloodstains. Wu Sheng quickly wiped it off a jade pendant, but found it was useless, so he squeezed the wound tightly, squeezed out a drop of blood, and fell on it. The jade pendant immediately went into the storage and pulled his finger. , displayed in the magic weapon shelf.

Further confirmation, not enough blood is not enough!

Wu Sheng couldn't help scratching his head, he was a little tricked.

I squeezed two drops on the wound, but the bleeding stopped. Wu Sheng had no choice but to continue to self-mutilate with the knife, and put in more than thirty pieces of pearls and jade, as well as the golden rope, the cloud pattern volume, and the score sheet. .The blood sword is still carried on the back, and only by walking with the sword on your back can you travel across the rivers and lakes, otherwise it will easily attract robbery.

After that, he looked at the pile of yuan gold, and his scalp felt numb.

Yuanjin is the leading coin issued by Jixia Academy. In Chu State, one Yiyuan gold can be exchanged for thousands of ant nose coins, which is a high-value exchange item. In Langshan, it can even be directly exchanged for several low-grade magic weapons.

It is a basic operation to put gold into storage, but the problem now is that there are too many!

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Sheng swung his knife with tears in his eyes. With so much gold, he couldn't carry all of it with him, right?

At least [-] yi should be stored in the ring finger, and the loss will be smaller when robbed.After the fifty yi was deposited, he felt that the remaining [-] yi was still a huge sum of money, which was not safe!In the end, a full seventy yi was deposited in, and the remaining [-] yi was kept on his body and put into his sleeve pocket.

Now it's easy, and I can return to Langshan safely.

But before returning to the mountain, Wu Sheng still went to Jieshou Mountain to ask Jin Wuhuan about the cloud pattern.

After half a year, Jin Wuhuan really lived a small life of men farming and women weaving. He leaned on a hoe and answered Wu Sheng by the side of the medicine garden: "No more, just this volume, all in your hands. I remember the teacher said back then. However, the patriarch only passed on such a volume to him."

Wu Sheng hurriedly took out the cloud pattern scroll and returned it: "I should have returned it to you long ago, but I forgot before."

Jin Wuhuan took it and flipped through a few pages, with a gloomy expression on his face, and sighed: "Nothing else matters, but this is the teacher's relic, so I will keep it."

Wu Sheng said: "It should be... Have you ever thought about revenge?"

Jin Wuhuan shook his head, slightly desperate: "It's not that I don't want to repay, but how should I repay? Find Jixia Academy? The one who destroyed my teacher's school is returning to the void... there is more than one..."

Wu Sheng asked, "Where's your ancestor?"

Jin Wuhuan smiled wryly: "I have never met that master, and I don't even know where he is. The teacher rarely mentions him, except for the name of Qinglingzi, I don't know anything else."

Wu Sheng patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it, let's talk about it in the future... Is the younger brother and sister happy?"

Jin Wuhuan's face finally regained its brilliance: "It's almost four months."

Wu Sheng left behind two gold coins: "I'm afraid I won't be able to come when the child is born, so I'll be happy with it. If you have anything to do, come to Langshan to find me. I'm in Songzhu Yayuan. They call me Songzhu Layman."

Jin Wuhuan asked: "Why is it called this name?"

Wu Sheng said with a smile: "I like bamboo forests. There is a saying that I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo!"

Jin Wuhuan asked again: "What about the pine tree?"

Wu Sheng thought for a while and replied: "The heavy snow is pressing on the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight...Forget it, you are so boring!"

Jin Wuhuan said: "Isn't this idle? Tell me, how do you suppress the law? How far is it, how straight..."

Wu Sheng returned to Langshan and entered Songzhu Yayuan, which he had been away for a long time. It had been three months since he left, the house was full of dust, and the yard was overgrown with weeds.Wu Sheng had no choice but to do housework, sweeping and dust removal.

Halfway through the work, Chai Fei's head was exposed, followed by heart-piercing howls of ghosts and wolves, which frightened him into shock.

"Layman, you've come back..." The visitor burst into tears, and howled as he pawed on the firewood.

Wu Sheng took a look, isn't this Master Dongsun?Why are you crying so hard?

"Master, why is this? Come in quickly." Wu Sheng quickly opened the door, and helped him in and sat down.

Venerable Dongsun cried and said: "The old man thought that the layman won't come back, and the family property is about to be wiped out!"

After talking carefully, Wu Sheng finally understood that Master Dongsun's refining speed of lightning strike wood was three points faster. He refined more than ten pieces in two months, but Wu Sheng never came back, so he couldn't get any money. , I almost can't eat anymore.For the past few months, I have been looking forward to the stars and the moon every day, and I have been looking forward to Wu Sheng's return.

Wu Sheng couldn't help laughing.

ps: Today is the birthday of fellow Daoist Liang Zhaoyi in Foshan. My cousin eats people and has a short mouth. I must congratulate him. I wish Dazhao a happy birthday and a long life.

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