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I don't know when, the inside of the sword box actually formed a small space of its own, about half a foot square.

A circular sphere hovers in the middle of the space, and it is rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In Wei Qing's stunned eyes, after a while, he disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there is a mist of gas.

The sword box Wei Qing also often studied, it stands to reason that the sword box is used to hold sword weapons, but this sword box can't be opened at all, let alone used to put things.

In the past, Wei Qing used many methods, but they all failed, and then he gave up.

"Unexpectedly, it is actually a magic weapon of the space class. Wei Qing thought so.

"It's just that the space inside is too small. ”

After studying for a long time, I still didn't come to a conclusion in the end.

So, Wei Qing stared at the mist.

It's okay not to study, but as soon as I did, I found out its strangeness.

This white mist was able to listen to his command and move with his thoughts.

Wei Qing was taken aback, this is unreasonable, according to the common sense of the cultivation world, if you have not reached the fifth level of Qi cultivation, you can't use your divine thoughts to control things.

First, because the divine thoughts are still too weak to do it, and second, the divine thoughts cannot be separated from the body, so naturally they cannot be controlled.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all, and perhaps this is the magic of the sword case.

I saw that Wei Qing's mind moved, and a trace of white mist separated from the sword box and surrounded his fingertips.

The faint mist emitted a sharp aura, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

Very little, very faint, it is difficult to detect without looking closely.

"What is this? Is it the orb, or ...... Is that the dead egg?"

Wei Qing suddenly thought of this possibility.

"Could it be that this sword case can absorb something and use it to turn into these white mist?"

Thinking of this, Wei Qing couldn't sit still.

He first took down the saber from the wall, this saber was just an ordinary thing issued by the Worm Control Gate to the outer disciples, and the low-level disciples were also mostly used for decoration, so it was useless to put it there, so he took it and tried it.

The mind moved.

The saber still hangs on the wall.

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment, his mind turned again, and the saber still didn't move.

Suddenly, Wei Qing slapped his forehead and thought of the key place.

The saber is too long, and the space inside the sword box is too small to fit in.

Thinking of this, Wei Qing felt amused.

He took out a pill from his arms, this was the elixir he used in his cultivation, and with a movement of his mind, the pill in his palm really disappeared.

Sticking the sword box to the center of his eyebrows again, there was an extra pill in the independent space of the sword box, and it was rotating rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace, and a trace of mist that was lighter than before appeared.

As Wei Qing's mind moved, this mist merged into the previous mist, and the previous mist became more condensed.

In the next few days, Wei Qing tried to try all the objects that could fit into the sword box.

Ordinary stones have no effect, and they will not change for a few days when they are put in.

The most obvious effect is the spiritual materials, such as the materials obtained from the spirit insects, etc., and the effect of the elixir is worse, especially the finished pill, the effect is the worst.

As for other more precious things, Wei Qing didn't try it, and he didn't know how effective it was.

Before I knew it, a month had passed in a flash.

During this period, in addition to working and cultivating as usual, Wei Qing spent all his time studying the sword box.

He found that if he put spiritual materials with different attributes into the sword box space, the final mist properties would be different. After a long period of experimentation, a mist of four attributes has gradually formed inside the sword box.

There are four types: wind, fire, metal, and thunder.

The four clouds of fog are all white, and different properties take on different forms.

For example, the fire attribute mist, the white color will be mixed with a little red light, rising and rolling in the mist, like a burning flame. And the thunder attribute mist will have a trace of thunder flashing, occasionally accompanied by a crackling thunder sound.

After a month of research, Wei Qing also discovered that these four clouds of mist were an innate sword qi unique to sword cultivation. It can also fly out to resist the enemy, but the power is much smaller than the innate sword qi of sword cultivation.

The power generated by the largest metallic sword qi was only equivalent to the full force of the fifth layer of cultivation in the Qi cultivation period.

Moreover, if you use it once, the innate sword qi will be a little less, and the power will also drop significantly.

Wei Qing knew that this was because the sword box absorbed too few spiritual materials, if he was given enough materials to absorb the sword box, the innate sword qi generated would definitely be much stronger than now, and the number of times it could be used would far exceed now.

It's just that the materials are rare, even if Wei Qing manages the insect room, he can only occasionally pick up some leaks, and if he wants to get more, he can only hunt them himself or go to Fang City to buy them.

Wei Qing suddenly felt distressed, his original cultivation was still trapped at the peak of the second layer of Qi cultivation, and it was extremely difficult to break through the second layer and reach the third layer. And now there is another place to spend money, which makes him feel stressed and difficult.

Fortunately, he already knows the use of the sword box, even if he only has the cultivation of the peak of the second layer of Qi training, he also has the power of self-preservation. As long as it is used well, no matter how bad the spiritual root is, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not soar to the sky.

Thinking of this, Wei Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Before you know it, another month has passed.

Early in the morning, Wei Qing went out alone with the sword box on his back.

He was going to visit the market in Boulder Town.

Boulder Town is one of the few towns in the vicinity where monks gather.

There is no other reason, because Boulder Town is adjacent to the Worm Gate, the Sword Moon Gate, and the Demon Worm Ridge.

The reason why Wei Qing knew the innate sword qi had a lot to do with this Sword Moon Gate.

The Demon Worm Ridge is located to the west of Boulder Town, and is entrenched by countless insects all year round, and every day there will be monks who enter to hunt spirit insects to obtain spiritual materials.

As a result, the town of Boulder prospered, with many monks living here all year round, and a number of small markets gradually formed.

Touching his chest, there were all his belongings, thirty spirit pills, which he had saved with great difficulty over the years, in addition to what he needed for cultivation.

He went to Fang City this time to make some preparations for hunting spirit insects to obtain spiritual materials next, after all, he was only an outer disciple of the Insect Control Sect, and it was impossible to purchase spiritual materials, so he could only hunt them by himself.

Coming down from Wanxuan Peak, it took half a day to come to Boulder Town.

Not to mention, although Boulder Town is called a town, its prosperity is no worse than that of some small cities, there are many people and carriages coming in and out, and occasionally you can see some low-level monks.

Entering Boulder Town, Wei Qing came to the south of the town with a familiar car, where there was a small Fang Market, and the outside of the Fang Market was shrouded in a faint light curtain.

This is a formation, used to block mortals, and can only be seen by monks who inject spiritual power into their eyes.

I've been here with my parents before, but I made a special inquiry before coming this time, but I didn't feel unfamiliar.

The entrance to the market is in a small alley, and through the alley, there is a gate, and two men dressed as small servants stand on the side of the door.

Wei Qing's eyes swept away, and he was slightly surprised, these two little guys were actually monks at the first level of Qi cultivation.

Seeing Wei Qing coming, the two little guys didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly hugged their fists.

In the cultivation world, although Wei Qing is only a second-level peak cultivator, he is also much stronger than these two little guys. In addition, when Wei Qing went out, he was wearing the clothes of the outer disciple of the Insect Control Sect, so he was naturally looked down upon.

Although the Insect Control Gate is only a small sect, it can be regarded as a behemoth-like existence in this Boulder Town, how can two gatekeepers be offended?

Wei Qing also bowed his hand slightly and walked into the door.

The space inside is not large, only 20 zhang square, all the shops are placed in a large circle in the outermost area, and there are no independent shops.

There are a lot of people inside, and it is crowded, which makes the whole market look very crowded.

Wei Qing walked to a booth nearby, and there were very few things on it, only a few scattered things.

They are all very rudimentary things, talismans and magic weapons that are not in the grade, these things Wei Qing can't look down on. He is also an outer disciple of the Insect Control Sect, and his eyesight is not comparable to other loose cultivators.

I walked through several stalls, but I couldn't find anything that could be used at this stage.

Wei Qing sighed with some regret, most of the people who came here to set up stalls were casual cultivators, and there were almost no good things.

As he walked, Wei Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Walk up to a stall and reach for something.

It's a bit weird, it's made of bamboo, and it's shaped a bit like a dragonfly. The appearance is a bit miserable, and many places are damaged, as if they are about to fall apart at any time.

"How do you sell this?" Wei Qing asked casually.

The man was a man of about forty years of age, with a sallow complexion, a bearded face, and a decadent look.

"Twenty elixirs. The man said in a deep voice.

Wei Qing frowned and said, "It's just a puppet that is not at the top level, and it is broken like this, I don't know how many times it can be used, and it is so expensive." ”

When the man heard this, his face changed, and he said, "This is a flying puppet of mine, and when it is intact, it is worth a low-grade spirit stone." ”

"You also know that it was intact, and now it would be good to sell ten spirit pills, yes, I'll give you fifteen. Wei Qing said quite painfully.

"This ......" The man hesitated, he had been here for several days, and there were many people who asked, but after hearing the price, they all left.

Wei Qing pretended to be impatient and said, "I estimate that this puppet can still be used five to ten times, and I will give out a maximum of fifteen spirit pills, if you don't sell it, forget it." ”

Wei Qing waved his hand, turned his head and left. He needs this puppet very much, but it is not to the point where he has to buy it, and he can save a little.

"Don't go, I can't sell it to you. After the man finished speaking, he gave the puppet to Wei Qing very painfully.

Wei Qing didn't say much, and with a flick of his robe, fifteen spirit pills flew out and fell into the man's palm, and then left without looking back.

Wei Qing played with the dragonfly puppet and liked it quite a bit.

The reason why he bought this puppet was also because he had his own plans.

Hunting spirit insects must enter the Demon Insect Ridge, and the task of cleaning up the insect room of the sect cannot be left behind. In order to facilitate the commuting between the sect and the Demon Worm Ridge, it is necessary to have a substitute.

The horses used in the world were too slow, and he had originally planned to buy a first-order light talisman, but it was much more expensive. Now with this puppet, the time spent on the road will be reduced considerably.

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