Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 3 Little Dirty Hands Even in the Rain and Dew

Chen Ming was forced to leave before he finished smoking, and Operation Guangling was maliciously interrupted.

"How?" the young man in white robe asked.

The three shook their heads.

"Explore again."

Chen Ming was bored and checked where his [-] spiritual energy was. He had no tendons or anything.

It should be in a body made of special materials, but it feels a bit weird and cannot be mobilized.

But he seemed to have discovered something else. There was a secret formation inside the storage bag, which contained a faint hint of space law.

It seems like this is all he has, and if it is broken he will disappear.

"System, protect me, it's not even one-tenth as thick as a hair!"

No one ignored him.

Looking boredly at the flowers, plants, poisonous insects and birds, he cast his sights on the blue sky.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, which is not bad either.

After all, immortality is going to be boring. You can cultivate your sentiments first to save yourself from not knowing how to deal with it later.

There are no worries about eating, drinking, cooling or heating, which is very convenient, but I always feel like something is missing.

A trace of blood slipped in his sight. He heard the sound of falling and saw Wan'er's eyes widening, her beautiful face full of fear.

The cry for help and anger brought him back from his thoughts, and the sound of fighting seemed more real.

"Jindan monk! I am a monk from the Changming Sect. Aren't you afraid of the sect's revenge if you kill so indiscriminately?" the young man in white robe said bitterly.

"Hey, even a mere Qi Refiner and Foundation Builder dares to come here and take risks. The four of you can collect a drop of blood."

Chen Ming came back to his senses and saw a monk in black clothes and a mask. He just exuded coercion and the remaining three fell to the ground. They were already dead and could no longer die.

The blood of the four dead people was condensed into a drop of blood, which was then sucked into a black bottle.

Chen Minggang's attempt to swallow the spiritual energy was interrupted. The man in black was much more tyrannical and cruel than his Operation Light, and the corpse instantly turned into a mummy.

"Four No. 20." The masked monk in black disappeared after saying that, collecting the body's storage bag as he disappeared.

Chen Ming, on the other hand, was thrown into a larger Najie by the masked monk in black. There were many similar people in it, and he and his similar ones were still at the bottom.

It's just that these similar people seem to have a bit of blood.

Feel the cruelty and humbleness of life in the world of cultivating immortals.

Chen Ming's eyes gradually brightened, and he began to go on blind dates one by one. He activated his secret skills and filled his small vault with spiritual stones.

The Najie is divided into three levels of space. The designer made maximum use of the space, but it was useless.

Chen Ming's 50 meters is horizontal and vertical. In terms of volume..., anyway, all items are within the scope of his private possession.

The way in which Shiqi activated his cultivation to obtain windfall wealth and his arrogant and domineering expression increased crazily, and then Chen Ming found that he was full!

The spiritual energy accumulates in the body and there is no way for the muscles to be channeled.

We can only guide towards the only secret formation.

Although he cannot mobilize the aura around him, he can still guide him. He must have a soul because he still has conscious thoughts.

Soon, the accumulated spiritual energy was guided into the secret formation. The formation glowed slightly, and the insignificant threads of law seemed to become more dazzling.

[Cultivation to the second level of Qi Refining: 10/20]

"I don't seem to feel any changes? No matter, just leave it like this. As long as your cultivation level can be improved."

The drained spiritual stone was returned to the same kind. Chen Ming suddenly forced himself to calm down. He fell in love with the golden elixir monk's Najie!
Well, he went in, because he was already there.

A long knife that was dark and glowing with blood, a bone fan, hundreds of spiritual stones, no, the richness of this spiritual energy.

It should be a middle-grade spirit stone, one piece is equivalent to 100 yuan low-grade!

“Where are the boiled eggs?”

He now has the resources to prepare for foundation building!But he has no spiritual roots and so-called cultivation talent, so he doesn't know how to build a foundation.

I hid 20 yuan of medium-quality goods for fear of being discovered.The pink color is too conspicuous, and he cannot change his appearance until he meets the next buyer.

Fifteen high-level talismans, hidden spots.There are three bottles of elixir, one hidden, three books of exercises, one black bottle containing blood drops, and the last jade box.

He had a hunch that he couldn't touch this, as anyone who touched it would be disturbed, because he could feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth emanating from the jade box.

Although it is not strong, it is very pure, I am afraid it is some kind of treasure.

Giving up for the time being, he searched for various elixirs, magic weapons, and talismans within the 50-meter hiding area, so that his three cubic meters would no longer be so empty and feel like he was at home.

"It's much more comfortable. Sure enough, I need to put something in it. As for the storage bag, leaving it empty all the time is an act of neglect of responsibility. I'll share the hard work of packing things with you."

No hard boiled eggs were found.

After absorbing the middle-grade spiritual stones, his cultivation level increased and he soon reached the requirements of the system tasks.

[The mission is completed, and you will be rewarded with the Strengthening Formation and the Spirit-Inducing Technique.Private space doubled]

[Task: Cultivation reaches the early stage of the sixth level of Qi refining]

"Sure enough! His guess is not wrong, that law silk is really his foundation!"

The Guben Formation is a complex and obscure space formation that requires him to draw it in his body to cover the previous version, while the Spirit-Inducing Art can better guide the spiritual energy to follow his consciousness.

Let's continue with the mission. How can he draw and burn the formation? He has no hands, no feet, no consciousness. How can he be sexually obscene?
After stuffing the three cubic meters to the brim, Chen Ming continued to practice. A medium-grade piece was enough for him to practice for a long time.

A stream of spiritual consciousness swept through Najie, the black bottle flew out, several storage bags fell, and Chen Ming's body was smashed crookedly.

There are no hard-boiled eggs and the practice continues.

At this moment, outside the cave where the mimosa was first discovered, the monks of the three sects were dead and injured, in order to prevent them from launching a message for help.

Twenty late-stage foundation builders took action together, and there was even a hidden golden elixir demon cultivator!

The other casual cultivators faced the darkest moment of their lives and were tortured to death!I really can't live without dying.

The ground is full of corpses that have been drained of blood and aura. They look horrific, like purgatory on earth.

"Master, we have completed our mission, do you want to activate the blood sacrifice formation?" Ghost Face asked respectfully.

"Don't worry, there's nothing missing."

The ghost-faced man was about to ask questions when he suddenly felt a wave of coercion sweeping over the entire place. He and the other demonic monks fell on the spot!
"For..." Ghost Face fell to the ground, his mask covering his regret.

"I will not torture or kill you in recognition of your merits and deeds, so you can go with peace of mind."

"Today is my chance to achieve Nascent Soul!"

The golden elixir monk in black condensed the blood droplets again, and then sacrificed the black bottle into the air. The aura in his body stirred up four marks and placed them around him.

The blood energy surged into the sky, and the formation condensed the black energy and enveloped the black bottle, and the blood spurted out and went straight into the cave!

"With such bloody aura, are you ready to die?"

A monk with a wild and slovenly appearance walked out of the beast forest. He was clearly in the middle stage of the Golden Core!
"Zhou Sui, you are really haunted. Is my reward so tempting?" the black-robed golden elixir monk grinned.

The man called Zhou Su said lazily: "If you could kill yourself, I wouldn't have to hunt you down all over the world, right?"

"Not enough." Zhou Su looked at the leader of the Jianmen Sect who appeared.

"I can still resist." The leader of Fulu Sect.

"I'm sorry, in the early stages of the Three Golden Pills, why are the three sects so ambiguous?"

"Give me a reason. Although I have seen enough dirty things, I still like to analyze motives."

The leader of the Jianmen Sect laughed: "After nearly ten thousand years, there must be a lucky person who gets the spiritual seed."

Zhou Su's nonchalant expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with murderous intent, he said solemnly.

"That's enough for you, then just suffer death!"

Chen Ming looked at the twenty blood drops in his own independent space. What was this thing? It felt so evil.

Nearly a hundred storage bags crashed down, burying him.

(End of this chapter)