"Brother has taken a fancy to your treasure bag, don't worry, brother doesn't rob, it's borrowed, and I'll return it to you after researching." ”

Listening to Yang Qingshan's words, the three fingers almost vomited blood, and wanted to resist Yang Qingshan, but because he was fanned by a surfboard before, he had already suffered internal injuries, and at this time, luck, qi and blood surged, and when he struggled, he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, staining Yang Qingshan's hands red.

"Look, you've got my hands dirty, how are you going to compensate me. Yang Qingshan said as a scoundrel.

"It's a nice thing to say, borrowing? It's not about robbery. The three-fingered Taoist sneered: "The cultivation of immortals is the weak, and there are many things to kill people and sell goods, I have been enlightened since I entered this world, but what I didn't expect is that ordinary things like the treasure bag will be robbed, I despise you." ”

"It's all said that it's borrowed, you have to say that I'm a robber, what can I do? ”

Yang Qingshan shook his head and sighed, glanced at the three-fingered Taoist with special grievances, slowly pulled the three-fingered Taoist back to the cliff, stretched out his hand as fast as lightning and snatched the treasure bag on his belt in his hand, and said sincerely: "It's really borrowed." Three days later, if you come to the beach at the small pier to look for me, I will return it to you. ”

The three-fingered Taoist looked at Yang Qingshan bitterly, his body was paralyzed by the electric spark coming from Yang Qingshan's hand, and he had no ability to resist at all, but he was a dignified immortal cultivator who had fallen to the point of being robbed by an acquired person.

"Really?"

"Well, really, a manly man is a man. Yang Qingshan said seriously, looking at the treasure bag in his hand curiously.

Seeing that Yang Qingshan had really never seen the appearance of a hundred treasure bags, the three-fingered Daoist felt even more depressed in his heart, and was about to leave the cliff, but Yang Qingshan stopped him again.

"You've borrowed everything, what are you going to do?"

"Don't be embarrassed, I just want to ask you why you had electric sparks on your fingers when you were fighting with a surfboard. Yang Qingshan said.

"Don't you have that too?" said the Three-Fingered Daoist, pouting.

"I'm Linggen, what about you?" Yang Qingshan said.

"Linggen?" The three-fingered Taoist looked at Yang Qingshan enviously, and said unconvinced: "The talent is good, it is estimated that it is Lei Linggen, my electric light is the electric light finger, one finger can reach the heaven and the earth, and often three fingers can kill an opponent in seconds, so the immortal cultivation world gave me the title of a three-fingered Taoist." It's a pity that I'm Tu Linggen, otherwise I wouldn't have been defeated in the hands of that beautiful woman just now. ”

"I see. Yang Qingshan nodded and said, "The electric light finger is exactly the same as my spiritual root, so it's better to teach me." ”

The three-fingered Taoist took a step back, shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, this is my housekeeping skill, goodbye." ”

After speaking, the three-fingered Taoist was afraid that he would be paralyzed by Yang Qingshan, regardless of his internal injuries, he vomited blood and ran off the cliff like fleeing for his life, standing in the distance and shouting: "If you really talk about credit, I will come back to you in three days to get back my treasure bag." ”

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you in three days. Yang Qingshan said with a smile, he didn't want to return the treasure bag, but he was very interested in the electric light finger, so he planned to return it to the three-fingered Taoist in three days, make a friend, and maybe come up with a set of tricks.

When I went back to my beach, everything was quiet, and when I entered the small building, I saw that the surfboard was incense to the old man, so I hurried to the kitchen, brought a cup of hot tea, and sent it to the surfboard diligently.

"Nothing to do, be courteous or thief, say it. The surfboard seemed to know what Yang Qingshan was going to do, and said with a smug smile, sitting on the sofa, crossing Erlang's legs: "It's so sour." ”

"I'll come. ”

Yang Qingshan hurriedly put his hands lightly on the legs of the surfboard, wanting to kill the chicken, but the surfboard retracted his legs embarrassedly and looked at Yang Qingshan with a smile.

"Hehe, that fan seems to have flown out of the middle ring, and that ring must be the legendary magic weapon. Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

"Yes, do you want to see it?" said the surfboard generously, and stretched out his hand very elegantly and sent it to Yang Qingshan's eyes, like a European kiss gift.

I don't know what material the ring is made of, it should be jade, and this small fish is depicted on it, lifelike, because of Yang Qingshan's cultivation, you can clearly feel that the ring exudes an imperceptible qi.

"There is gas. ”

"It's not qi but aura, you will understand it after you enter the innate realm, and now I let go of the prohibition on the ring before you can feel it, otherwise this ring is just an ordinary jade ring in your eyes." ”

Looking at Yang Qingshan's eyes wide, pinching his fingers with his hands, and studying the ring very carefully, being watched at close range by others like this, the surfboard blushed a little, and explained softly.

"Do you know what's going on in your sleeve?"

"I don't know, my grades in high school were average, and I was third from the bottom in my grade. ”

"It is rumored that the ancient monks were wearing clothes with wide sleeves, and the monks at that time had a lot of treasures in their hands, in order to put them in a safe place, so there was a great magician who created a space to put things in the wide sleeves, so there was a sleeve Qiankun, this ring is the evolution of the Qiankun ring, you can put things, according to the level of the Qiankun ring, the number of things stored is not the same. ”

"Magical. Yang Qingshan praised it in his mouth, and was about to take off his ring, but the surfboard rolled his eyes and hooked his fingers.

"Where's that fan? Yang Qingshan saw that he didn't snatch the ring, and laughed awkwardly.

Bang, a fan appeared in the light of the Qiankun ring, and the water and light flowed, Yang Qingshan was just a flower in front of him, his face was full of water, and the fan was gone.

"I'm looking, I swear, never to be crooked. Yang Qingshan swore to the sky.

"Flew away, can't be found. The surfboard laughed.

"I'll trade it with you with the treasure bag. "Yang Qingshan is really moved by Qiankun's war, and he is a treasure bag like a three-fingered Taoist.

"It's just a gadget, it's not worth much, it's just a small purse that puts several times more things than the ordinary leather bag, people who don't have a Qiankun ring in the immortal cultivation world have this thing, my sister has a Qiankun ring, don't want this low-level thing." ”

"Ahh Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, thinking it was a treasure, so he deliberately grabbed it, and looked at the surfboard with a very resentful look.

"Okay, take it and see, you haven't entered the innate world, you can't control these magic weapons, and you won't use them if you give them to you. Okay, good, what kind of eyes do big men have. The surfboard said angrily, unable to say Yang Qingshan's aggressive gaze, and took out the water-colored fan again.

"Haha. ”

Yang Qingshan laughed triumphantly, holding the water-colored fan and studying it for a long time, he didn't see anything special, and he also knew that his strength was too low.

"The magic weapon is divided into nine levels, one to nine grades, this is a magic weapon, the weakest one, but it is already very strong in the eyes of ordinary people, and when you enter the innate realm, my sister will find a way to buy you a magic weapon, you must know, the magic weapon is valuable, no ability, no capital at all, I don't dare to have it, my family is a family of cultivating immortals, but unfortunately no one has entered the foundation building period for hundreds of years, and I have a magic weapon to the end, and I am still impacting the foundation building period, hey, who knows when this fan will be snatched away, if only there was a foundation building Dan。 ”

The surfboard said leisurely, glanced at Yang Qingshan affectionately, as if he was telling something, and then took the fan from the reluctant Yang Qingshan's hand, and opened it with a shake, the hall of the small building was shrouded in a cloud of water vapor, hazy like a fog, and the surfboard in the fog was particularly charming and charming.

ps: Rolling all over the ground for collections, begging for flowers