Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 15
White elephant cub feces: tonify weak and emaciated natural spiritual roots, increase strength, strengthen will, and strengthen bones and muscles.

Black Bear Lingzhi: Helps people's muscles and veins, absorbs spiritual energy and consciousness, takes it for a long time to lighten the body, and achieves enlightenment.

Qiling Musk: Mainly used to ward off evil spirits and evil objects, concentrate the mind and increase understanding, break illusions, and avoid being trapped by illusions.

Strange Sheep Saliva: Release phase fire (acquired fire), evil spirits and poisons, and accumulation of realm barriers.

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A new Jindan Peak silently recited each one of them one by one, and couldn't help but clap his hands in applause.

"This is the first time for Zhang to come here. He has heard for a long time that the treasures in Qiling Palace are very special. Today I saw that the rumors are true."

He looked at the various strange objects with satisfaction. The resources on the monster beasts did not have such effects. Even the golden elixir monster beast that gave birth to the monster core only served to stimulate some kind of five-element aura.

"I'm not lying to you, they are all good things that can't be found outside." Jin Dan who brought him here said with a smile.

After exchanging pleasantries, we got to the point. The maximum amount of each pill per person is half a catty. Taking more than that will cause various harms, which cannot be compared with elixirs with small side effects.

Zhang felt regretful.

Sold by the gram, the cheapest piece of mid-grade spiritual stone per gram is feces.

Chen Ming felt that he was mad, and when he knew the function of feces, his psychological barrier disappeared instantly.

It's like drinking strange sheep saliva. Do you think it's strange?

"I suck!"

All the smell and taste were absorbed by Chen Ming, and he instantly felt that the original law thread became thicker!The internal space has expanded again, reaching an astonishing sixty cubic meters!
The understanding of the laws of space also becomes easier as the source becomes stronger.

The feces have all turned into white ash, and it is reasonable to use it as spiritual soil to cover the mimosa.

These things were quickly sold out. The people in the Palace of Strange Beasts were carrying storage sacks containing spiritual stones and various magic resources. They were really wealthy.

"It is held once a month. Everyone is welcome to come. If you find something that our Palace Master needs, the price of each item will be permanently reduced by 20.00%."

"I will wait with all my heart!"

Originally, Chen Ming planned to find a chance to leave, and a bunch of strange beasts would be useless to him in cultivating immortality, so now he wants to hang on to it.

At least it's not too late to leave until everything has no effect on him, and he has to be more fluent. This is the price of using a medium storage bag to hold excrement.

Hey, what are you doing, asking me to go back and pretend to be shit? You are going in the wrong direction!

Chen Ming was thrown into a field and buried, and the internal space was filled with soil, which meant that he wanted to use the last remaining spiritual energy left after a month of pretending to be a rare thing.

If you really know how to live, you have to put money in sacks.

The quality of these soils is quite good, isn’t it?

Why is this soil still absorbing spiritual energy? It's impossible to grow something without dying!

He found that the aroma of the inner space disappeared in an instant, like a monster that eats people, three is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger.

These soils are at least fifty.

Moreover, the very sticky soil was mixed with blood, which must have come from monster beasts, because there were still animal bones that had not had time to be digested.

After ten breaths, he was taken up by the woman waiting by the side.

I chose Qiling musk again, the feces can be replaced, there is no need to continue.

practice.

The third level of Concentration Technique - Seal.

Forcibly branding one's own runes and symbols, suppressing the predecessors, and extracting the energy of the sealed people and materials for one's own use.

It cannot be sealed, the talisman is the same, and the spiritual energy is the same.

Let's find some golden elixirs to try, there are only five in total.

The sealing talisman and people lose the bridge to communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the talisman sealing and branding oneself.

The premise is still that the spiritual consciousness is stronger than the opponent's.

Another month passed.

[Task Reward Storage Bag Combat Skill-Space Turbulence]

After Chen Ming took all the wonders three times, there was no effect. Maybe he used a little too much, and his consciousness increased to four hundred feet without increasing his cultivation level.

The internal space reaches ninety cubic meters.

After condensing his spiritual consciousness every day, he finally managed to hold down the talisman of the early stage of the golden elixir after a month. He guessed that it was not the strength of his spiritual consciousness but the purity of the condensation.

"Fantastic Beasts Sect Rare Items Auction Conference" 50-year-old Tuli.

Back again, no one cares about the humble storage bag, he can't get out.

run away.

Four hundred feet away, Chen Ming appeared in an instant to replace a pebble, and so on, passing through the sect-protecting formation.

After a few tens of breaths, he appeared in a bush, and there was no one around, so he was going to be useless this time, and it was an upside-down.

After burning the incense, Chen Ming didn't know how far he had moved. His consciousness could no longer see anyone, not even the fur of a large monster beast.

The Qi Beast Sect's radius of a hundred miles is simply too clean.

"Finally out."

An hour later.

After feeling that the species here were very rich, Chen Ming finally knew that he had left the realm of the Strange Beast Sect. He guessed that it might have something to do with the 50-year-old Tu.

However, the spiritual energy here is relatively scarce, about half less.

"Old man, do you want a storage bag?"

Chen Ming appeared in front of an old man's path. There was 30 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones in the inner space.

The old man was carrying a medicine basket, which contained many magical herbs and elixirs. He was dressed in cloth and looked very simple.

"Hey, someone's storage bag is lost." The old man picked it up slowly, examined it, and then smiled with folds on his face.

"I didn't expect that I'm so old and still lucky. It's really good. The place is quite big."

He walked back slowly with the bamboo basket on his back. There was no need to collect herbs for today's harvest.

Walking along the mountain road, Chen Ming observed that there were many rocks and sparse vegetation here.

What can be used as medicine is not mainly spiritual energy, but rich blood energy.

It took a full hour for the old man to return to a small village made of stones. As soon as he came back, he was surrounded by a dozen children.

"Grandpa Mang, I want to train my body! I'm not afraid of hardship, give me the medicine!"

Look at the bulging muscles of each of these children. Even the female children have larger frames than ordinary women, which makes them more brave.

"Lay the foundation first and don't slack off." The old man said seriously.

"understood!"

The children left happily, and the old man walked towards the stone house and opened the door. Lying inside was a young man with sunken eyes and a skinny skin.

"Shan, your injury can be cured. I'll go to the market and wait for my return."

The old man continued on his way without taking a rest.

Chen Ming left a piece of cut blood antler on the stone table, which is a rare thing to treat the loss of blood and replenish the sea of ​​blood.

The young man nodded stiffly. His eyes could no longer move and he could only see with his neck.

He saw something on the table, as thick as a thin stone flake, with an outer ring as white as jade and an inner ring of bright blood.

"What is this? Left by Grandpa Mang?"

He struggled to stand up, his legs twitching when he stood on the ground, and the muscles in his arms atrophied, even unable to support his body.

He was panting and sweating on his brow, and after a short rest, he turned his neck to look at the piece of bright red.

He was thinking whether he should wait for Grandpa Mang to come back and give it a try, just one piece.

He understood that his injury was very serious, and it could not be cured by medicine with ordinary blood.

He held his knees and moved his heavy legs.

Finally he came across the unknown, held it in his hand, and gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

Ah!
His eyes were wide open, but there was a fierce intensity in his eyes, and he felt a powerful blood flow along his Dantian and throughout his body.

He smiled, his bet was right.

The pain caused him to bite his arm, growl like a bloodthirsty beast, and finally passed out.

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(End of this chapter)