The small one is gone, and the old one will be in trouble, Pang Hongyue took a long time to understand what Xu Yan was talking about, so she helplessly helped Xu Yan collect the stones. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It took most of the day to collect the small stones by the river, Pang Hongyue opened the small purse with aura, so in Xu Yan's frightened gaze, the pile of stones more than half a person high disappeared as if swallowed by a ghost.

"This is the storage bag!"

Xu Yan was pleasantly surprised, and said: "What a magical thing, can you load people? Put all the border troops of Dapu into it, and then bring the Shenwu cannon, and then I will take the storage bag to the Ghost King Gate and open it, hehe, scare the old thief Zhuo Tianying to death." ”

"You can't pretend to be a human, at most you can pretend to be a small beast like insects and birds, and you can't even pretend to be a spirit bird. Pang Hongyue handed the storage bag to Xu Yan and said: "People will die if they go in, even if they can live, they will be squeezed by the space inside and lose their sanity, so they can only hold some small beasts that are not high in sanity, and the space is not large, you can feel it yourself." ”

Xu Yan took the small purse, mobilized the dantian aura by using the method of running the true qi, and the aura was injected into the purse along his fingers, and he immediately felt the existence of those small stones.

The space of the storage bag is not large, according to Xu Yan's estimate, it is about the same as a large wardrobe, not to mention the loading of people in such a large place, and the rabbits can't fit dozens of them, which inevitably makes him disappointed.

"The storage bag is used to carry some carry-on space, the space of the lower product storage bag is very small, and the space of the upper product storage bag is large, which should be about the size of a house. Pang Hongyue gestured while explaining, and found that she couldn't compare the size of the house, so she couldn't help but pout.

"Not only is the storage bag divided into upper and lower grades, but the same is true for magic weapons, and my blue ray dagger is a low-grade magic weapon. ”

The fire was extinguished, and the surroundings were dark, although Pang Hongyue arrived at the foundation building realm, her vision still couldn't see the surroundings clearly, and as she spoke, she picked up the dagger, and the aura moved, and the small dagger rose up with sword qi more than a foot long, which looked extremely sharp.

"The power of the magic weapon lies in the slashing out of the sword qi to kill the enemy, and the true qi can not be cut out, the lower grade magic weapon can kill people invisibly a few zhang away, this is the gap between the practitioner and the innate martial artist, if it is a high-grade magic weapon, not only can it carry people to fly, but also can take off the hand to sacrifice, the power is several times greater than the lower grade magic weapon, just to fly with the magic weapon or sacrifice to the enemy, it will take a lot of spiritual energy to urge, if there is no huge spiritual energy support, it is impossible to fly with the magic weapon for a long distance, at least the cultivators of the foundation building realm can not fly with the sword, and it is difficult to sacrifice the magic weapon to kill the enemy。 ”

Pang Hongyue's explanation, Xu Yan has actually seen most of them in the ancient books of the Pang family, but it was only told by Pang Hongyue, which made it more real, the aura of the foundation building realm is only enough to slash out the sword qi, and it is difficult to sacrifice the magic weapon, which is a common sense in the cultivation world.

"As long as I have a high-grade magic weapon, can I fly too?" Xu Yan was obviously looking forward to flying.

"You've just built the foundation, and there's only a little bit of aura, even if you are given a high-grade magic weapon, you won't be able to fly, or you'll have to fall off after flying a few feet, because the aura required for the flight of the sword is very huge. Pang Hongyue answered seriously.

"You just can't fly. Xu Yan was a little disappointed and said, "Is it possible that only when you go to the Void Dan Realm can you fly with the sword?" ”

"Not necessarily. Pang Hongyue tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "If there is a flying magic weapon, a small amount of spiritual energy can also fly, but most of the flying magic weapons are very expensive, and it is impossible for a cultivator in the foundation building realm to have it." ”

"Flying magic weapon......" Xu Yan listened to the girl's narration with a look of anticipation.

"I didn't expect it...... We will enter the foundation building realm at the same time. Pang Hongyue bit the corner of her lip and said softly with bright eyes.

"Husband and wife, naturally they will have a heart. Xu Yan smiled, grabbed someone's little hand, Pang Hongyue shrank back, glanced at Xu Yan with disgust, and didn't withdraw his hand, so he could only let others grab it.

"Xu Yan, I'm ......" At this time, Pang Hongyue felt that the clothes on her body had already been soaked by sweat, and she couldn't help but whisper a little shyly: "I want to rinse it, you, you are not allowed to peek!"

"Don't worry!" Xu Yan stiffened his neck and promised: "Your husband is a righteous gentleman, if you don't look at it, you won't see it, you're saying that it's so dark here, you can't see it if you want to, I'll also go wash it, you're upstream, I'm downstream." ”

Very generously gave up the upstream position, Xu Yan smiled, and walked downstream first.

He is also covered in stinky sweat, and if he doesn't wash it, it really stinks.

Listening to the footsteps in the distance, Pang Hongyue's heart was beating wildly, for fear that Xu Yan's villain would not count, so she listened for a long time, and heard the sound of water splashing in the distance, so she was relieved, took off her clothes, and walked to the river with a creamy body.

The river is still cold, but it has become much slower, and the flow of the underground river has gradually eased in the past few days, which is very different from the previous turbulence.

Stepping on the fine sand at the bottom of the river, the girl spread her long hair at her side, combed it carefully, and her face was flushed.

Thinking that Xu Yan was not far away, Pang Hongyue's heart was like a deer crashing, looking upstream, only to see a dark patch, except for the sound of Xu Yan's splash, Xu Yan's shadow could not be seen at all.

The girl put her mind at ease and carefully washed her body.

The things in the world must not be measured by your own senses, because you can't see others, it doesn't mean that others can't see you, when Pang Hongyue was bathing, Xu Yan kicked the splash with a dry mouth downstream, staring at the graceful figure not far away without blinking, smiling evilly, while having a long nosebleed......

He really couldn't see Pang Hongyue in his right eye, but in his left eye, Pang Hongyue's posture was unobstructed.

Xu Yan, who feasted his eyes, forgot whether he washed it or not, and when Pang Hongyue came ashore, he found that his feet were kicked painfully.

There is not only fine sand at the bottom of the river, but also gravel, Xu Yan didn't kick his foot swollen, or Pang Hongyue washed it fast enough.

Walking to the shore in a few steps, Xu Yan dusted the sand on his feet, and was about to go to meet Pang Hongyue, when he was suddenly stunned.

Raising the hand that had just finished touching his feet, Xu Yan looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more puzzled he became.

There was sand on his hands that had been brought down from his feet, but the sand was a strange color, not of a strange shape, but of a strange color, and it was actually black.

The sand at the bottom of the river cannot be black, and even the sand underneath the ground will not appear this color.

Xu Yan looked at the black sand grains with some familiarity, and couldn't remember where he had seen them for a while, so with doubts, he returned to the river.

The black sand at the bottom of the river was mixed with some ordinary sand, and there were a lot of them in the east and west, Xu Yan picked a small handful, held it up and put it in front of him.

The sand didn't look anything unusual at the bottom of the river, and once it was lifted out of the water, Xu Yan's left eye immediately found that this small handful of sand actually exuded a faint aura.

Nimbus?

After observing for a long time, after confirming that these black sand indeed possessed aura, Xu Yan felt more and more that the sand in his hand was somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, Xu Yan finally remembered where he had seen this strange black sand, when he was taking refuge in the heavenly prison, the small bag that Liu Yishou used to grind ink contained this kind of black sand, which was treated as a treasure by the painting saint at that time, and there was not much left.

"Sheng Mosha!"

Looking at the handful of black sand in his palm, Xu Yan was not only surprised, but also surprised. (To be continued.) )