Chapter 141: Qiankun Bag

"Huh?" The two monks jumped over the artemisia grass, and when they saw that there were still people here, they all looked surprised.

Lin Feng looked at the two of them curiously, about thirty years old, one tall and one short, dressed a little nondescriptly,

The shirt worn on the top, the hem tucked into the waistband of the trousers, and the sneakers worn under the feet are actually sneakers, which is a fight with Xuan Wuqi, which makes people look funny.

But now, Lin Feng didn't mean to laugh, his face was very serious, and his eyes were shining.

The tall monk had a worn-out Qiankun bag hanging from the belt around his waist.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes!" Lin Feng's pupils shrank as he looked at the two monks opposite.

The two monks focused their eyes on Master Liu, and as for Lin Feng, who had no aura escaping around him, he automatically ignored it.

After a while, the short monk waved his hand to Master Liu and said, "Take your disciple and leave quickly, don't disturb my two brothers hunting." ”

"What?" Master Liu was stunned for a moment.

"Tell you to get out, don't you understand?" The short monk scolded, Master Liu was only a second-level Qi cultivator, and he didn't even have the qualifications to let him look at it.

"You ......"

"What are you?" The short monk snorted and said, "Uncle's patience is limited, if you don't leave, you will stay here forever!" ”

"Senior brother, don't act too aggressively." The tall monk reprimanded, then took out a scimitar more than a foot long from the Qiankun bag on his waist, threw it to Master Liu, and said with a smile: "You and I are like-minded people, since you don't want to leave, let's go and dismember this big snake!" At that time, you can divide two pieces of snake meat. ”

"Huh! Senior brother Takami. The short monk smiled, looking for a coolie to say such a high-sounding thing, except for this third senior brother, there is no one else.

"Be careful, don't break the snakeskin, or I'll kill you."

"This ......" Master Liu took the scimitar in his hand and looked at Lin Feng with a wry smile, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Huh!" Lin Feng smiled, took the scimitar in Master Liu's hand, and flicked his fingers, making a soft 'ding' sound.

"Good knives." He couldn't help but shout hello, although this knife is not a magic weapon, but it is unusually sharp, it may be an exaggeration to say that sharpening iron is like mud, but it is definitely to the extent of blowing hair and breaking hair.

"Good knives?" The tall monk smiled disdainfully, and secretly scolded the things that he didn't know, just ordinary mortal iron, where could he hold up good words.

"You junior has a bit of eyesight." The short monk smiled, he thought that Lin Feng had taken the knife, because he didn't want Master Liu, the master, to lose face, and was ready to do it for him!

"Junior?" Lin Feng was a little speechless, this guy was too capable of pretending, but he was just a fourth-level Qi cultivator, and he even rushed to join the seniors.

"Let's do it quickly, don't waste time." The tall monk waved his hand, a little impatient.

"Okay!" Lin Feng smiled, raised his scimitar, and slashed it down.

However, the direction of the falling knife was not the Tianlin Python, but the slashing towards the tall monk.

The moment he saw the Qiankun bag, he wasn't ready to let the two of them leave alive.

"It's gone." The tall monk looked at the sword light that he practiced, and secretly screamed that it was not good, he could never have imagined that this young man who had no aura at all could cultivate higher than him.

The most important thing is that he obviously has such a strong strength, and he is so shameless to sneak attack.

"I-grass-you-a-grandma-grandma." The tall monk's scolding became his last words before he died.

"This ...... This ......" The short monk trembled, his eyes were round, and he couldn't have imagined that this seemingly harmless young man would suddenly burst out with such a powerful strength.

Not to mention him, even Master Liu didn't expect that Lin Feng would suddenly be a killer.

Although these two people act arrogantly, they are not guilty of death!

"Giggles...... The short monk's teeth trembled, and he said: "Seniors, juniors have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, if there is anything offended, please forgive me." ”

"Forgive me?" Lin Feng glanced at the tall monk with a different head, and the meaning was obvious.

"Goo-dong!" The short monk swallowed dryly, and moved backwards without a trace.

"If you want to blame it, blame yourself for being too weak!" Lin Feng slowly raised the scimitar in his hand.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me. The short monk gritted his teeth and said, "I can tell you a secret."

"Oh?" Lin Feng slowly stopped, frowned, and said, "What secret?" ”

"It's the secret of the chessboard stone, as long as you don't let me go, I can tell you."

"Chessboard stone? Hehe! Lin Feng pursed his lips, the secret of the chessboard stone is not a secret, many martial arts people know it, he also knew it in Zhao Qingying, and knew that it was recorded in the cultivation method.

However, he did not dare to be interested in this thing.

"You can die." Lin Feng was not talking nonsense, his hand was up and down.

Master Liu was secretly speechless, the time he had spent with Lin Feng was not short, but it was the first time he had seen such a ruthless side.

Lin Feng walked up to the tall monk's headless corpse and pulled the small worn cloth bag from his waist.

I killed these two people ruthlessly today because of this thing.

Qiankun bag, something he has long dreamed of.

"Dispose of these two bodies." Lin Feng commanded Master Liu, walked to the side with the Qiankun bag, and sat down cross-legged.

This monk's bag is not large, only two cubic meters of space, and there are messy things piled up inside.

There are also a few weapons, all of which are rare and high-quality weapons, but none of them meet the standards of magic weapons.

"Hey, this is ......." Lin Feng took out a small white stone from the Qiankun bag, and his face showed excitement.

The small stone is only the size of a thumb, but it exudes a rich aura.

Spirit stone, this turned out to be a spirit stone.

Lin Feng was excited in his heart, although this spirit stone was very small and of little use to him, its significance was extraordinary.

Although he also thought that there were spirit stones on the earth before, he was never sure, and he didn't take the time to find them, for fear of wasting his energy.

After all, the spiritual energy on the earth has dried up to such an extent, and the possibility of the existence of spiritual stone veins is very low.

But now that monk is only a fifth-level Qi cultivator, and he has the existence of spirit stones on his body, what does this mean?

"Master Lin, it's been dealt with."

"Hmm!" Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction, threw the spirit stone into Master Liu's hand, and said, "You can take this thing!" ”

"This ...... This is a spirit stone? Master Liu looked at the white stone in disbelief.

This small spirit stone was of little use to Lin Feng, but for him, it was still very useful.

After finding a clean place to refine, it is no longer a problem to directly break through to the third layer of qi training.