The wind was getting louder and louder, Chen Jinyuan felt that he was getting closer and closer to that goal, and he became more and more cautious, his steps were getting slower and slower, and the wind blew so that Chen Jinyuan could barely stabilize his body, until he was almost in the middle of the cave, and the source of the wind appeared in Chen Jinyuan's divine consciousness.

"Uh......, what is this?" Chen Jinyuan was stunned by what was in front of him, or should he be stunned, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

In the center of the cavern hung an earth-colored rag sack with a wide opening at one end, from which the wind and fog bulged.

The pocket blew up, and streams of white mist poured out of the bag, endlessly, like the water of a long river gushing endlessly, and the whirring wind shook Chen Jinyuan's eardrums.

Chen Jinyuan swallowed his saliva, looking at this bag that was worse than the rice pocket at home, his heart suddenly became messy, is this a baby?

No matter what it is, this thing can swallow clouds and spit mist, it must not be a mortal thing, and there is no one else here, and there is no spirit beast to protect it, it is a helpless thing, it is better to take it.

Jumping up, Chen Jinyuan grabbed the mouth of the bag against the strong wind, and wore an apricot yellow rope on the mouth of the bag, and pulled the rope hard, and the mouth of the bag was immediately tightened.

The wind stopped, and there was no thick fog spit out of the mouth of the bag, and the bag bulged for a while, and then immediately flattened down and fell into Chen Jinyuan's hands.

Chen Jinyuan saw that he was hunting, and spread out the bag to take a look, this pocket was really similar to the hemp leather bag used by ordinary people to pack rice, and a big "fog" word was embroidered with apricot-yellow fine thread in the center. Flipping over the back, there is a row of small print. "Buwu Lang-kun".

"Buwu Lang-kun?"

Chen Jinyuan was stunned for a moment, pushing the cloud boy, Buwu Langjun, Fengpo Yushi, and Lei Gongdianmu. These are the great gods in Chinese mythology, and this Buwu Langjun and Tuiyun Boy are in charge of the clouds and mist, is this leather bag a legacy of this great god?

After thinking about it carefully, even a great god like Erlang God has deeds circulating in the three blessed lands, and this Buwu Langjun is also the martial arts power in ancient times, no matter who this thing is, you just need to know that it is now your own.

Biting his middle finger, he dripped a few drops of blood onto the bag, and the blood was quickly absorbed by the bag. This bag was really ownerless, and a trace of connection soon arose between it and Chen Jinyuan.

The blood was successful in recognizing the master, and Chen Jinyuan's heart moved, and the fog immediately shrank a lot, turning into the size of a palm, like a purse, but it was much better than the dilapidated appearance when it became larger.

The bag was thrown into the air, and under the traction of the mind, the mouth of the bag suddenly opened. The leather pockets bulged up in an instant, the whirring wind filled my ears, and the wind and fog rose again.

"Haha, windfall. Windfall! Chen Jinyuan laughed and put the fog pocket into the dantian, and sighed in his heart that good people have good rewards, and if it is not for the people, it will not be harmed for the people recently. Where would you be so lucky to get such a treasure.

The haze in my heart in the battle with the unscrupulous scattered people just now disappeared in an instant, and I found clothes from the space to put on. Turning around, he used another escape technique. Got into the dirt.

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Outside the cave.

A head emerged from under the ground, it was Chen Jinyuan.

Hu Yu'er hurriedly said, "Why is it so fast, master, what did you take?" ”

"Could it be that there is really a treasure in this hole?" Niu Geng was also curious.

"Of course it's a good thing!" Chen Jinyuan smiled mysteriously, took out the fog bag and threw it into the air.

The mouth of the bag opened, suddenly becoming larger, Chen Jinyuan's heart moved, the bag swelled loudly, and the surrounding fog frantically converged towards the fog pocket, as if there was a wild beast hiding behind the dense fog and sucking the fog on the mountain.

It didn't take long for the fog on the Cloud Realm Mountain to slowly become thinner, Chen Jinyuan's mind moved again, and he beckoned to the cloth fog bag, and the cloth fog bag immediately flew back into Chen Jinyuan's hand.

"It turns out that the fog on this mountain is this thing's ghost!" Niu Geng smashed his mouth, and looked at the fog bag in Chen Jinyuan's hand with some joy.

Chen Jinyuan nodded, "I didn't expect that such a weird fog would actually be a broken pocket ghost!" ”

"It's just that this sale is a little different, but you are a little incommensurate with the master!" Hu Yuer said.

Looking down, this cloth fog bag is indeed a little ugly, Chen Jinyuan couldn't help laughing, "It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, it's just practical!" ”

"Someone's coming!" Hu Yuer was about to say something, but suddenly became alert.

At this moment, the fog on the mountain has thinned a lot, and the naked eye can barely see more than two hundred meters away, there are three figures rapidly approaching this side.

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"Uh...... Brother Chen! ”

More than fifty meters away from Chen Jinyuan, Tang Wanru stopped, looking at Hu Yuer and Niu Geng beside Chen Jinyuan very vigilantly, as if she was thinking about which of these two people was the unscrupulous person, because she could feel that the strength of these two people far surpassed her.

Seeing this, Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but smile and said, "Tang City Lord don't have to be afraid, the two of them are my friends, and I specially invited them to help, and the unscrupulous thief has been captured by me!" ”

"Caught?" Not only Tang Wanru, but even the two nuns of Huiqing and Huijing, who were following behind, let out an exclamation.

"I don't know where the thief is?"

Tang Wanru pressed the shock in her heart, when she went up the mountain before, she thought that something had happened to Chen Jinyuan, and then the powerful shock waves from the battle on the mountain made her worry about Chen Jinyuan's safety.

Chen Jinyuan smiled, pouted on the ground, and said, "Isn't it right under your feet?" ”

"Foot?"

The three of them were stunned, and when they looked down, there was only a guy lying on the ground who was chained like a dead dog.

Is this man an unscrupulous man? But how can there only be an acquired realm? It's not a joke, is it? The three of them looked at Chen Jinyuan, their eyes full of doubts.

Chen Jinyuan stepped forward, gently kicked the unscrupulous loose person, and told the cause and effect of the incident, and the three of them were extremely surprised.

"Amitabha, this 'Great Shura Heavenly Technique' really hurts the heavens and harmony, but it can't be allowed to stay in the world and harm people!" After hearing this, Hui Jing's face suddenly became solemn, although this exercise is tempting against the sky, but the cultivation method is so cruel and bloody, which is absolutely not allowed to exist for the Guanyin Sect, which advertises itself as a famous and decent family. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )