Adventures of the Wanjie Predator

Hearing the word storage treasure bag, Zhuo Yun's eyes moved, and he nodded at the old man. Then he landed on the ground with Han Jing and Wang Tie. The old man was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly picked up his granddaughter and hid behind Zhuo Yun.

Soon after, two young monks of different heights chased after the old man from the direction where he had just fled.

These two monks, the tall young man inexplicably had a pair of earthy yellow light wings behind him, and the short young man had a pair of blue light wings behind him, under the blessing of the light wings, the flight speed of the two was only a little slower than the old man's obviously improved wind control technique, and the distance between the wings was more than ten meters, and after a few breaths, the two came to Zhuo Yun's face.

Seeing Zhuo Yun standing in front of the old man, he looked like he was helping him set up a beam, the two were stunned, looked at each other, and slowly fell.

After the two of them landed, they shook their waists slightly, and the light wings behind them each turned into a golden rune paper, floating in the air.

Then the two of them patted the purple cloth bag on their waists again, and as a result, a white glow erupted from the purple cloth bag, enveloping the golden rune paper.

In the white glow, the golden rune paper shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after shrinking to a degree smaller than the mouth of the cloth bag, it took the initiative to fly back into the purple cloth bag.

This scene was not only an eye-opener for Han Jing and Wang Tie, the two fledgling immortal cultivators, but even Zhuo Yun showed an interested expression in his eyes.

"Listen to the monk in front, we are from the Yue Kingdom Palace, if you don't want to get into big trouble, let me leave quickly. The tall young monk took a step forward and took the initiative to reveal his identity.

"Seniors, don't listen to their nonsense, how can these two monks who are forgetful of profit and bad conduct come from the Yue Imperial Palace. They must be lying!" The old man was anxious, for fear that Zhuo Yun would retreat after hearing that the two monks were from the Yue Imperial Palace.

"Do you still want to quibble, then look at what this is in my hand!" The short young man smiled coldly, patted the purple cloth bag on his waist, and took out a gold token, one side carved with a three-clawed golden dragon, and the other side engraved with the four big characters of Ouchi's enshrinement.

The old man's face was like ashes, and he hugged his granddaughter tightly without saying a word. Who knows, before he could react, the two immortal cultivators who claimed to be worshiped in the Yue Kingdom had already died with a headshot.

"Both of you, go and find out the good things on those two people for the teacher. Dealing with these two monks from the Yue Kingdom Palace lightly, Zhuo Yun commanded lightly behind him.

Han Jing and Wang Tie hurriedly agreed, ran to the side of the two corpses and began to search for the loot.

Zhuo Yun looked at the old man again: "Old man, can I fulfill your previous promise now?"

The old man woke up like a dream, let go of the little girl, and hurriedly handed over a whole body of black sand crystal cloth in his arms, which looked a little old, and respectfully handed it over to Zhuo Yun.

"Senior, this is the storage treasure bag that the old man promised you, which can hold 10,000 times the volume of ordinary storage bags, and it is said that it can fit a mountain into it, so it is called the treasure bag of swallowing mountains.

This storage treasure bag also has the function of recognizing the owner, as long as the predecessors drip a drop of blood on it, after this storage treasure bag recognizes the owner, except for the front, it will be difficult for others to open this storage treasure bag.

The old man explained with an extremely painful expression on his face.

Zhuo Yun listened to the old man's explanation and was moved.

Taking the Swallowing Mountain Treasure, he moved his physical armament ability, turned his right hand into a long sword, and laboriously cut the middle finger of his left hand, easily squeezing out a drop of blood and dripping it on the Swallowing Mountain Treasure Bag.

The next moment, a bright black light suddenly erupted from the surface of the body of the Swallowing Mountain Treasure Bag, and the originally inconspicuous surface suddenly raised a mysterious pattern imprint, and at the same time, Zhuo Yun also felt that in the dark, this Swallowing Mountain Treasure Bag also had a close connection with himself.

This treasure comes at the right time, with the increasing number of them, Shennong space is more suitable as a living space rather than a storage space. Moreover, in terms of access to items, it is obvious that this treasure is more convenient.

Slightly pleased to tie it around his waist, Zhuo Yun suddenly saw the little girl in the old man's arms pull the corner of his clothes, and asked innocently: "Grandpa, didn't you say that the Swallowing Mountain Treasure Bag was given to me as a gift for apprenticeship?

The old man's expression froze, and he looked at Zhuo Yun with some embarrassment.

Zhuo Yun was in a good mood, so he asked, "What is this child's qualifications?"

The old man heard that Zhuo Yun had the intention of accepting apprentices, his spirits perked up, and he hurriedly replied: "My little immortal is a true three spirit roots, and his qualifications are barely passable.

"The so-called true three spiritual roots refer to the spiritual root cultivators with three attributes.

And the truth, it is used to distinguish the pseudo-spiritual root cultivators with four or five attributes, although the pseudo-spiritual root cultivators can also sense the aura of heaven and earth, but the effect of cultivation can be said to be miserable, basically can only practice the basic exercises of the five elements in the qi refining stage to the third or fourth layer, and they will not move forward an inch, and they will generally have no hope of crossing the foundation building period in their lives.

Normally, with the qualification of the True Three Spirit Roots, he can already be used as a formal disciple of the major immortal cultivation sects.

"Not bad. Zhuo Yun nodded.

Then he added: "Sir, I do want to take this child as an apprentice, but I don't know if you want to. Don't be in a hurry to say yes, I must state some facts in front of you, lest you complain afterwards. I don't have any sects at the moment, but I'm just a casual cultivator. The specific realm is only the eleventh layer of qi refining. But it's kind of a special ability. Therefore, if you don't want to, it's okay, just because I didn't mention it. "

"What!?, just the eleventh layer of qi refining?" the old man was stunned, he knew very well in his heart, the two monks of the Yue royal family who chased after him just now were all great monks of the thirteenth layer of qi refining. A cultivator of the thirteenth layer of qi refining could actually be killed in an instant by a monk of the eleventh layer of qi refining? It was the first time he had heard of such an incredible thing after he had lived for such an age.

When things are abnormal, there must be demons.

The old man was old and refined, and he saw that Zhuo Yun was by no means an ordinary monk. In addition, the treasure bag of swallowing mountains has been lost, and there is no capital to find another powerful master for his granddaughter Xiaoxian. He didn't think too much about it, and once again sincerely requested: "Senior, please accept this child." "

Many years later, the old man was still congratulating himself on that wise decision at that time. It is precisely because of Zhuo Yun that the fate of both their grandparents and grandchildren has changed, and they have soared to the sky since then.

"Good!" Zhuo Yun said with satisfaction.

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly urged his granddaughter to kneel down and kowtow. After the latter's obedient three kneels and nine knocks, this girl named Li Ruoxian officially became Zhuo Yun's third disciple.

At this time, Han Jing and Wang Tie also came back from the work of looting the loot. Each turned in their harvest: a purple cloth bag.

Zhuo Yun has read the original book in detail, and naturally knows how to use the storage bag. He poured his right hand containing cyan aura into the purple cloth bag, locked all the items inside, and spewed them out in one go.

After two flashes of white light, there were a lot of dazzling things in front of Zhuo Yun and the five of them. _

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