Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 32 There is a lump in my head

Chen Ming looked at the four monks who were competing fiercely. The price had doubled to four hundred top-quality spiritual stones. He looked at the anxious Xiao Yelin and suddenly felt a little funny.

Look, you can't recite this name. A small auction house and a talent that most monks have no use for can turn into a hellish difficulty.

He decided to invest, as predators always have to invest.

"Senior, take it seriously. Thank you, senior. Ling will remember your kindness."

Chen Ming sponsored [-] top-quality spiritual stones, and the one he killed just now had [-], which was his Xianghuobai.

"Xiao Yelin thanks senior for his help and asks senior to add a sound transmission mark so that he can come to express his gratitude someday." Xiao Yelin stood up with his fists clasped.

Chen Ming was left with a sound transmission mark. He could not speak. The function of this sound transmission mark was to convert language into words.

Originally, the transmission symbols could not transmit text, but the rewards from the system could.

When Chen Ming returned, Xiao Yelin won the auction with decisive courage after receiving the funding. It was really important to him.

Although the items that appeared next were extremely valuable, they had no effect on Chen Ming. He paid the woman and left.

Ask in a place with a lot of chatter.

We can't go to Tianling City now. I guess there has been a space formation since last time, which is very unfriendly to storage bags.

Chen Ming appeared again at Shura Palace Trading Company, used the information jade tube to purchase the mission of killing demons, and became a so-called demon hunter.

The rewards are pretty good, and you can also earn spiritual stones.

Five tasks.

They are all in the fifth golden elixir stage. The one who has appeared recently is the evil-blooded master, who escaped after fighting with the demon hunter.

The location is [-] kilometers of mountainous area, Python Mountain.

It's also good to make a few monster friends, if you can't kill anyone.

"Thank you senior for your help!"

Chen Ming just wanted to make friends, the kind who had nothing to prove, and it was nothing to give others some benefits.

If Chuchu is not empty, each person will receive one-tenth of the spiritual stone meeting fee. This is a fateful encounter.

After superimposing the Beast Void for two hours, Chen Ming stopped his enthusiastic behavior and began to let go of all his spiritual consciousness.

If you encounter anything that blocks the exploration of your spiritual consciousness, use the Concentration Technique to penetrate it with brute force and erase it.

As long as it is not fatal, spitting out blood is nothing. A mouthful of blood will give you a high-grade spiritual stone.

It's boring. No one is working hard for his subsidy, and it's like self-mutilation. There is no ambition like his to empty other people's property.

He couldn't help but sigh, a sparrow knows the ambition of a swan, this is the gap between people.

Ok?
He felt a violent but unstable blood resisting his consciousness, and Chen Ming came to a hidden cave.

The next moment he appeared in the storage bag of the target demon cultivator.

The target died and his body was mutilated. He collected the storage bag and felt that he could not hold back his murderous intention.

The purpose of his trip was to get a puppet and kill him subconsciously.

puppet?
Two hours later, Chen Ming arrived at the Puppet Sect.

The storage bags of the Puppet Sect are different from others. There is nothing else inside except corpses and refining corpses. This sect inquired.

Very decent, so decent that it gives people a headache.

First, there is no talent limit for inherited skills. It takes great courage to come to the Puppet Sect, and they are treated like family members.

Second, no killing, no treasure grabbing, no leaking of the sect's secret knowledge, only various corpses, the rules left by the ancestors, those who disobey will be refined into corpses according to the sect's methods, and displayed for one year.

Anyone who obtains the secret of this sect will be hunted to the ends of the earth and will not stop, regardless of whether it is returned or not.

Third, the whole continent is searching for disciples who are willing to join the Puppet Sect. The real situation must be explained, and the poor children shall prevail.

Fourth, if you don’t want women, women won’t come here.

Fifth, the three major things are to exchange spiritual stones for resources, to obtain corpses, and to work hard to refine corpses.Chen Ming looked at the disciple of the Puppet Sect who had cultivated Qi in front of him. His face was gray and gray, and he could only vaguely distinguish that he was a dark and honest young man before.

He was inexplicably excited when he saw the first corpse he got. He worked hard to add various spiritual herbs, elixirs, and poisonous insect metals to the alchemy furnace. The corpse was poured from head to toe and carefully patted evenly.

"Master said that the corpse should maintain its original characteristics. This is the greatest benefit of the skills left by the ancestor. I want to refine the corpse with these medicines."

The young man continued to watch the fire. After five hours, the body slowly turned red and retained the strength of the late stage of Qi refining.

The minimum requirements are met and immortality is placed.

The body was gone, but Chen Ming left behind a top-quality spiritual stone and instructions.

The boy cried, crying very sadly.

Before Chen Ming was about to leave, he saw a beautiful woman kneeling outside the Puppet Sect's gate. She was already very sloppy and stained red with blood.

A Puppet Sect monk came out and walked up to the woman expressionlessly.

"Girl, we don't accept women here. This is the rule set by the ancestor."

"The little girl has no worries, no ambitions, and no interest in anything in the world. She just wants to kill her enemies and end her remaining life." The woman's eyes were filled with anger.

"Go to Shura Palace for revenge. We are very kind and are recognized by the world of immortality."

"The little girl's cultivation has been ruined and she is no longer able to cultivate as an immortal. Only the Puppet Sect can save me. I am willing to do anything."

"Do you think we are greedy for mortal desires?" the Puppet Sect monk who came out said coldly.

"I have nothing to give anymore, only this life and body, please accept it!" The woman began to kowtow.

The Puppet Sect monk was silent for a long time, then he released his pressure and said sternly.

"Do you not hesitate to be alone for a thousand years? Do you not care even if your appearance and body are destroyed? Can you endure the ruthless years even if no one is with you for the rest of your life? Do you still want revenge even if you never enter reincarnation!"

The woman vomited blood, but she didn't flinch. She took out a knife and cut the last part of her beautiful face.

"Come in, from now on your name is Mie Xin."

Chen Ming hung it on the obtained corpse, controlled it with his true energy and spiritual consciousness, found a piece of cloth and wrote it on it.

Borrowing things from Taoists.

"Hey, why did this fellow Taoist show his body to others?" In a restaurant somewhere, a monk was frightened.

"It turns out that the Nascent Soul was rebuilt, which was disrespectful and disrespectful."

The monks looked up and then continued to eat. As long as they weren't stalked by the Puppet Sect, they were already immune to the corpses.

Moreover, this person couldn't speak and seemed even more quiet.

Chen Ming's use of breath, breath and taste is fair and square. Although there are some unusual things that occasionally need explanation, they are completely acceptable.

"Ah! My hand!"

One arm disappeared, and Chen Ming looked at the Jindan monk whose expression was distorted by pain and looked horrified, and lent him his life.

The dissipated golden elixir made the sound of needle drops audible in the restaurant, and the only sound was the clatter of Chen Ming himself standing up and controlling the body to walk.

Let the underworld be the underworld.

Just solve the problem.

He came to an uninhabited corner, put the body into a separate space, and then appeared in the business again.

He wanted to rebuild his pride.

Three months later, Chen Ming determined that pride was just a concept remaining in people's minds.

It is a metaphysical thing that does not exist. It is the same virtue as truth and ghosts. It is very impractical.

The good news is that he has mastered the storage bag's original skills of spatial turbulence and air-stealing hand to the second level.

(End of this chapter)