Airplanes!

A faint white glow emanated from the surface of the black fur. As the white light dissipated, the space around it showed signs of distortion.

Wu Hao's eyes lit up, and he sighed with emotion: "There is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, this is actually a piece of mustard cat fur!" ”

Previously, Wu Hao had planned to refine a storage bag, but because there was no skin of the space-like demon beast mustard spirit snake as a material, he had to put it down temporarily.

Strictly speaking, this mustard spirit cat is not a space-type demon beast, and it may have been just an ordinary wild cat before. However, if the wild cat happens to eat a mustard snake, then the cat will become a mustard snake. It will have some of the spatial abilities of the Mustard Snake.

The storage bag made of the fur of the mustard cat is not as effective as the mustard snake, but it still has a space of three or four square meters. Such a large space is enough for Wu Hao to store some precious magic weapons and materials.

Without saying a word, Wu Hao first put the stone egg on the writing desk and cleaned up the broken stones on the bed.

Subsequently, Wu Hao spread the fur of the mustard spirit cat on his left palm, bit off the index finger of his right hand, and used his index finger to depict it on the fur while silently reciting the Fighting and Refining Demon Sutra to draw spiritual power.

I saw that every time I carved a piece of fur, the black fur would flash with white light, absorbing Wu Hao's blood without leaving a trace.

Wu Hao turned a blind eye to these, and under the operation of his spiritual power, he carved patterns on the fur one after another.

After two full hours, Wu Hao's face gradually turned pale, and when he stopped the index finger that was constantly being scribbled, the flesh and blood on the index finger were already blurred.

Since it is a cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi training, the wound heals quickly. Within two hours, Wu Hao couldn't remember how many times he had bitten the index finger of his right hand, and only then did he finally finish carving the entire small space formation.

A white light flashed on the black fur, absorbing the last drop of blood that Wu Hao had left on it.

Buzz.

The whole fur began to emit an intense white glow.

Wu Hao took a deep breath, used his spiritual power to lift his spirit, and his right hand was as fast as lightning to pluck the hair on dozens of furs, and then injected spiritual power into these dozens of hairs!

After the originally soft hair was fed with spiritual power, it was instantly as hard as a needle.

Wu Hao held it with his left hand, held the mustard cat skin into the shape of a small bag, and pinched the hair like a needle with his right hand, piercing it into the fur joint as fast as lightning to make thread and sew the fur.

……

Another thirty minutes passed.

The mustard cat skin on Wu Hao's left hand flashed with white light, and it took more than ten seconds to return to normal, and the previous black fur had turned into a palm-sized black bag.

"Storage bags!" Wu Hao stroked his forehead, a little excited.

"Give it a try!" He looked at the backpack next to him, and his mind moved. The backpack flashed and disappeared instantly. Then probe your sense into the black bag, and in the three-square-meter space, there is a backpack suspended. The consciousness moved again, and the backpack in the space appeared outside the storage bag.

As long as the place covered by the divine consciousness is not a living thing, the storage bag can be easily collected.

Wu Hao put the stone egg and the gossip copper plate into a black bag, imprinted his divine sense on the black bag, and then carried it closely. He stroked his forehead and smiled faintly, no matter where he goes in the future, he only needs to hold the storage bag, which is convenient and fast.

After doing this, Wu Hao yawned and felt very sleepy. Making a storage bag consumed a lot of spiritual power and blood, and even his strength in the fourth layer of Qi cultivation couldn't resist it.

Finally, patting the storage bag close to him, Wu Hao fell asleep.

The next day.

"Are you a pig? Sleep so dead! ”

Sitting in the hotel lobby, the two were eating breakfast, and Qiao Ling was still complaining.

This morning, Qiao Ling rang the doorbell countless times, and waited for a long time without waiting for Wu Hao to open the door. In the end, Qiao Ling made more than a dozen calls to Wu Hao. She was taken aback, thinking that Wu Hao had left her and ran away secretly!

It wasn't until Wu Hao opened the door in a daze that Qiao Ling was speechless and found that Wu Hao was sleeping so dead!

Wu Hao devoured breakfast, smiling lightly and listening to Qiao Ling's constant complaints, he was also startled by his sleep so dead. You must not allow yourself to be as tired as last night in the future, unless...... Wu Hao raised his head, looked at Qiao Ling meaningfully, and grinned, unless there were special circumstances.

An ultra-thin television hung in the hall, and at this time, the Manro news was playing inside.

Qiao Ling, a workaholic, looked at the news, suddenly his eyes widened, and he said loudly: "Ah, the Dawn Temple we went to two days ago was actually stolen." ”

"Oh?" Wu Hao raised his eyebrows, looked up at the TV in the hall, and saw that several security guards with high swollen faces were being interviewed.

While eating, Wu Hao pretended not to care and asked, "What are they talking about?" ”

"It is said that at about twelve o'clock last night, a person wearing big sunglasses and a mask smashed the lock of the spire, ran to the basement at the bottom of the spire, and stole very precious cultural relics!" Qiao Ling translated.

"Alas, this time we will go back to China, and before we get on the plane, it is estimated that we will be carefully checked." Qiao Ling pursed his lips helplessly and began to bow his head to eat breakfast.

Wu Hao stroked his forehead, they were destined to not find the "cultural relics", after all, the stone eggs and mustard cat skins were in the storage bag, and even the scanner couldn't find them.

According to his understanding, the Thai police will definitely carefully observe the surveillance records of the Temple of Dawn in the past few days. But in the past two days, every time he went to the Dawn Temple, he took Qiao Lingzhuan to a place where there was no camera.

Even, even if they found that they had been going a little often, it was too late to investigate, and he had already returned to Huaxia and concentrated on researching the alternative medicine of Yi Muscle Strengthening Pills.

……

After breakfast, Wu Hao and Qiao Ling went to the medicine field again.

After splitting Qiao Ling, he quietly collected hundreds of eight-leaf clover spirit grasses for his own use when he returned.

After doing this, the matter in Thailand was completely dealt with, and the two rushed directly to the airport, passed the security check smoothly, and took the earliest flight to Huaxia

Sitting on the plane, Wu Hao looked around curiously, and looked out the window from time to time.

If he wasn't worried that his divine consciousness would affect the function of the plane, he would definitely study the principle of the plane.

Suppressing his curiosity and leaning back on the seat, Wu Hao began to calculate the time.

There are still about five days before he returns to Linghai Pharmaceutical, and he can take advantage of these five days to go to Fucheng to have a look and find a suitable farmland.

After understanding, Huaxia's land cannot be bought and sold, but can only be contracted and leased. In this way, the price is certainly not so high. Maybe Linghai's three million bonus won't be used.

In addition, since there were hundreds of eight-leaf clover spirit grasses in the storage bag, Wu Hao planned to refine some elixirs that replenished spiritual power and divine consciousness according to Lao Jun's method-Na Ling Dan.