Night.

Sitting alone on the futon where he had studied the bronze mirror before, Yuan Xiaofeng had an extra bag in his hand that looked black and shiny, like a storage bag made of animal skin.

It is said to be an animal skin, but at a glance, this thing immediately looks extraordinary.

First of all, it is gentle, as long as there is light, there are flares and flickering on it, and the stars are dotted, as if there are fireflies flying.

Then there's tenacity.

With Yuan Xiaofeng's cultivation of the third layer of condensation, the trunk of the fist can be broken with a single punch with brute force, but in front of this thing, if you pull hard, there will only be a sense of powerlessness that you can't stretch the steel plate.

The night pearl in the cave slowly emits a soft white light that is not dazzling.

With this beam, he began to tap the loot after going to the Treasure Pavilion to sell goods today.

An ordinary snakeskin bag containing a hundred spirit stones, which looked quite deformed.

In the place, it is this Heavenly Silkworm Silk Storage Bag that contains 1,800 spirit stones.

I have been getting started for more than ten years, and although I have only traveled through it for five years, I have accumulated a lot of knowledge of some materials needed for cultivation.

Storage bag, condensation booklet is loaded, the core component is the empty stone, this thing has its own space, providing storage, saving size of the magic function.

Ordinary storage bags, the volume inside is about a little more than a cubic meter, and the reason why Yuan Xiaofeng's pure heart Lingzhi can be put in is because of the clanging sound of poverty all over his body, so he can barely put the treasure in.

As for the best storage bags, they are made of Tibetan Star Stones, which are a little better than the Tibetan Sky Stone. Generally, this kind of storage bag, with the addition of Tibetan star stone, can have a volume of 100 cubic size, and the material of the outer skin is extraordinary, so it is durable.

Yuan Xiaofeng is holding it at the moment.

Not good, not bad. Counts as medium.

It should be a storage bag made of high-quality Tibetan stone.

It is estimated that the volume can have more than a dozen cubic meters.

Rao is so, and it's pretty good.

After all.

An ordinary Ganoderma lucidum plus a spirit stone has increased its value by more than a thousand times in the blink of an eye, and if this kind of good thing is not satisfied, it is inevitably a bit too ambitious.

However, this is only Yuan Xiaofeng's own opinion.

If he knew that before he invested in the spirit stone, the mirror had absorbed many spirit stones, but there was no coincidence that the spirit stone and the spirit plant appeared at the same time, so he could not consume the accumulated energy.

And if he used such a rare opportunity to mutate an extremely ordinary Ganoderma lucidum grass, I am afraid that his intestines will be green with regret.

"This bag is so magical, no wonder it can store 1,800 spirit stones.

Now I'm not too big or small, I'm a little rich, 1,900 spirit stones, but I have to plan my flowers. Now that there is this silkworm silk storage bag, the original one can not be used for the time being.

Today, I wanted to go to the Shengong Temple to buy a cheats for dragging and cooling, and I went to the Holy Soldier Tomb to get a weapon. But Yu San'er said that in two months, there will be a space trade fair in the Congji Abyss, not far from the Xuanxu Sect, where the magic cheats and pills and weapons are all-inclusive.

In that case, I'm still going to put up with the idea of spending money.

Wouldn't it be nice to save money and pick a book of exercises that suit you when the time comes?

Right now, now that I know that this treasure mirror has the magical effect of making things bigger, why don't I go to the Monster Forest and find those demon beasts to try their power? ”

A.

Two pieces.

Three pieces.

The spirit stone stored in the snakeskin bag was taken out little by little by him and piled up beside him, like a small sand dune.

Just as he was transporting his spiritual power and wanted to take out the spirit stone from the Heavenly Silkworm Silk Storage Bag, suddenly, he found that this thing was actually like a ban on himself, and with his cultivation, he couldn't take out the spirit stone from it for the time being!

A frustrated anger filled his heart!

No wonder the old guy was so happy when he finally threw himself 1,800 spirit stones!

It turned out that he had already secretly made a stumbling block and added a layer of prohibition on it.

Han Qianshan's cultivation is not high, but it is not higher than Lu Yu, there is a middle stage of Broken Fan, once he sets it up, who can take out the money from it to spend it?

No wonder he said that he had a long talk with himself another day, and he dared to be affectionate, he was designed! If you want to get this wealth, you must go to the grass garden to find him!

This prohibition cannot be lifted by outsiders except him!

When the time comes, he helps himself to tie the ban, and he still owes him a favor, even if he asks how he cultivated the mutant plant, he can't excuse himself, this wishful thinking is really wonderful!

I learned about the good intentions of this old guy.

Yuan Xiaofeng's desire to be strong became more and more intense.

The most uncomfortable thing in the world is to be controlled by others step by step.

Now the money is in his own hands, but he can't spend it.

It's not maddening, what is it?

"Made, you old man Han, wait, wait for the master to rest for a few days, test the power of the mirror from the monster forest, and break through the cultivation until the demon pill swallows it, you have to open this storage bag and throw it in front of you!"

With this in mind, he packed up the things he had taken out, and quickly pulled a ball of quilts, lay down on the stone bed, and closed his eyes and rested.

The battle of wits and courage with Han Qianshan, coupled with the fatigue of running between the various peaks, as soon as he fell over, he fell asleep.

I didn't even know that in the middle of the night, there was a not-so-bright golden light flashing on my mirror!

……

It had been five days since Yuan Xiaofeng had taken away more than a thousand spirit stones from himself.

In the past five days, Han Qianshan's mood has not been very good.

Only by putting all your energy on that pure heart reishi mushroom can it be regarded as a little better.

Now.

It's morning.

In the various medicine gardens, in the areas divided by the spiritual bamboo fence, a cluster of purple and red fairy flowers is blooming.

Smelling the fragrance of the medicine, holding a crystal spoon in his hand, Han Qianshan, who was carefully arranging and adding spiritual liquid growth nutrients, and stirring the spirit stone that had just been mixed into it and ground into a fine form, rolled up his sleeves, like a diligent gardener, and looked at the pot of glazed utensils in front of him very carefully.

Beside him, the child's high-level Ganoderma lucidum grass had been placed in a black-and-gray dirt pit.

Looking closely, on the top of the Ganoderma lucidum grass, the circle of silver patterns is slowly transforming, and in the center, there seems to be an arc the size of two chickens, emerging little by little.

With the breeze blowing, on the lower branches of this Ganoderma lucidum, there is a chaotic mist, if you listen to it, it is not difficult to hear a little bit of a small sound like a seed breaking through the soil.

"Alas, in the past few days, the old man has been cultivating for you with condensation liquid, and even the spirit stone has invested no less than a thousand pieces, why, why are you still reluctant to give birth to spiritual wisdom......

Looking at this Lingzhi, Han Qianshan's eyes flashed with infinite hope, but soon, when he was investigating that there was no new spiritual consciousness surging beside him, his ruddy face suddenly turned gray.

"No matter, since the old man bought you at a high price, he will inevitably cultivate you into a person. You're already a mutant spirit strain, so I don't believe you didn't turn into a butterfly and give birth to a spiritual wisdom one day!

If you can't wait for the old man for one day, you will wait for two days, and if you can't wait for the old man for two days, you will wait for three days. I like to drink spiritual liquid, right, the old man has to drink you and vomit it! ”