Back to the house.

Ye Changqing closed the door, first glanced out through the window, and then hurried to the table.

He spread out his palm, and a delicate ring came into view.

It was Yan Bingxin who gave him the ring.

But in his impression, such a ring is definitely worth a lot.

But before, Yan Bingxin's behavior was so casual that he had to doubt.

In this world of cultivating immortals, the ring may really not be worth much.

Of course.

He had also asked Yan Bingxin before.

After the rice paper was taken out of the ring, he wanted to return the ring to her, but the other party shook his head and waved his hand without thinking.

So.

Theoretically, this ring has already lost to him.

But there's another problem.

How should he take the remaining rice paper out of the vows.

He didn't have a spiritual root, so he couldn't cultivate at all.

And Yan Bing's heart said that as soon as his mind moved, he could take it out.

But he had tried many times before, but there was no response at all!

Come to think of it.

"Do you really have to follow the setting of fantasy novels, drop blood to recognize the Lord, and then take the ring and have some kind of connection with yourself, so that you can take it out?"

Ye Changqing gently held his forehead, and soon said with a firm expression: "Yes, it must be like this." ”

That's where the conversation stops.

Ye Changqing stood up, came to the head of the bed, and felt a sharp dagger under the pillow.

This dagger was specially customized by Song Blacksmith a few years ago.

Of course.

He personally opened the blade.

In such an immortal cultivator, people's hearts are like an abyss, and ferocious demon beasts are rampant.

Since coming to this world unexpectedly, Ye Changqing has believed that it is necessary to keep a hole card for himself at all times.

Even if you are the protagonist, you should always be vigilant.

Hence this dagger.

But what about the result.

Without a spiritual root, he couldn't cultivate, so he couldn't live in Xiaochi Town for five years.

Because there was no danger at all, the dagger was useless and unstained with anyone's blood.

And tonight, I'm going to cut myself.

Through dim light.

Ye Changqing looked at the shiny dagger in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "It's really ridiculous, this dagger has been hidden for so many years, and as a result, the first time I saw blood was my own blood." ”

Muttered.

Ye Changqing sat down at the table again.

He hesitated, gritted his teeth, and used the dagger to make a bloody streak on his index finger.

Seeing that the red blood was overflowing, he immediately pointed his finger at the well-made Na Ring.

"But don't have any accidents, so many rice papers are treasures, and this is also my first ...... ring."

Ye Changqing stared at his fingers while talking to himself.

Soon.

A drop of crimson blood dripped down on the pattern of the ring.

At the same time.

Ye Changqing's voice stopped abruptly, holding his breath and concentrating, his eyes fixed on the crystal clear drop of blood that exuded a shining light on the ring.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why hasn't this drop of blood been absorbed by the Ring? Or, in the setting of this immortal cultivation world, there is no such thing as a drop of blood to recognize the Lord at all?"

Ye Changqing's brows tightened, and he kept saying this.

That's it.

Nearly a stick of incense has passed.

Click!

A thunderclap came from outside the door.

Hiss!

Ye Changqing gasped violently and withdrew his mind from his trance.

That's when it happened.

The scene that Ye Changqing was looking forward to finally happened.

Saw.

The drop of blood trembled slightly, and it was shrinking at an extremely slow rate.

Is this starting to absorb?

The corners of Ye Changqing's mouth curled slightly, and a smile of surprise finally gradually appeared on his white face.

That's it.

It's almost time for a stick of incense.

The ring finally absorbed the drop of blood.

See this scene.

Ye Changqing gasped, and while he straightened his back, he silently put the ring on his index finger.

"A thought?"

Ye Changqing smiled, and then his eyes closed slightly.

The next moment.

His mind sank, and his mind moved.

Instantly.

He just felt like the world was spinning, and soon a whole new world appeared in his mind.

Not bad!

This is a world!

A vast world as far as the eye can see.

And in front of his eyes.

Stack after stack, rice paper of various sizes was stacked on the ground.

Could this be the inner space of the ring?

But that's too big!

But what kind of small space is this, even if the entire small pond town is moved in, it is estimated that it will not account for one ten-thousandth.

Incredible!

It's incredible!

Looking down at the so-called inner world of Na Jie, Ye Changqing's heart was extremely excited.

Ever since he learned that he had no spiritual root and would not be able to cultivate for the rest of his life.

He knew that in this world of cultivating immortals, he was destined to do nothing in this life.

As for the storage treasures that the cultivator carried with him, he didn't even think about it.

And now.

Not only did he have such a ring, but the internal space of this ring was so large.

This is simply the pinnacle of his cognition and imagination.

And so it goes.

How can he be calm and peaceful?

That's it.

I was excited for a long time.

Ye Changqing's heart gradually calmed down.

Moment.

He kept rubbing his hands gently.

The mind moves.

The dagger that had been placed on the table before appeared in the world inside the Na Ring.

And sure enough, it was!

It seems that my fantasy novels in that world have not been read in vain.

Confess the Lord with a drop of blood!

As long as the blood is confessed, there will be some kind of mysterious connection between oneself and the vows.

Even if you don't have a spiritual root, you can completely do it if you can't cultivate.

Come to think of it.

Ye Changqing slowly opened his eyes, only then did he realize that he was still in the interior of the house.

But.

And so it goes.

At this moment, he couldn't help but have a whim, and wanted to try to store all kinds of items in the house into the inner world of Na Ring, and then take them out again.

Good!

Very good!

That's it!

......

The other side.

When that thunder rang out.

Yan Tianshan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, refining the residual essence in his body, seemed to sense something, and his face changed sharply, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"What the hell is going on, how can there be such a terrifying aura invisibly!"

Yan Tianshan's expression was solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and then opened the door cautiously.

But just as he looked around and inadvertently glanced at the sky.

The whole person was stunned in an instant, as if petrified.

Saw.

Thick dark clouds hung low above the entire town of Koike, and the white arc flickered with the rolling of the clouds.

And the terrifying aura before seemed to come from the sky.

It's all there.

It's like the sky is falling.

It invisibly gives people a sense of suffocating oppression.

Suddenly came back to his senses.

Hiss!

Yan Tianshan couldn't stop gasping for air.

He seemed to have noticed something and shook his head.

"This ...... This is not a sign before the mountain rain, it is clearly a chaotic qi surging. ”

"But such a vast chaotic qi shrouded the sky, what does such a vision represent?"

"By the way, it can't be that some old acquaintance of Senior Ye came to visit his old man's house, right? But such a huge momentum also shows that Senior Ye really came from the upper realm, and his old acquaintance must be like that. ”

"Yes, it must be so!"

Come to think of it.

Yan Tianshan retracted his gaze, then cautiously retreated to the house and closed the door.

He knows it deeply.

A character like him, in front of that Ye senior, is a slightly larger ant.

And the old acquaintance of Senior Ye came to visit, and the person at that level was not something he could bother at all.

So.

He retreated with great interest.