Venting his hatred and pain on a spirit stone, Ye Bufan himself knew that it was a weakness that lacked strength. After completely regaining his calm, he felt extremely disgusted with the cultivator on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was glad that he had become a cultivator. In a paradoxical mood, he desperately wants to have a grasp of a stronger power.

One hundred and thirty spirit stones were gathered together, and they were piled together to be a small pile, this small pile was a small pile of spirit stones, the value of which did not need to be detailed, Ye Bufan didn't know how the monks of Zhongzhou Star got the spirit stones, and he couldn't tell if these spirit stones were less or more?

The common sense of these cultivators, Ye Bufan has a big headache every time he encounters them, in his mind, whether it is a family or a sect, there will be monks to explain for those who have just entered the Dao, or there should be something written out in pen and ink for those who have just entered the Dao to ponder for themselves.

All the spirit stones were piled up in the corner of the bed, and the rest of the things on the bed were scattered in the east and west, three finger-length jade plates, a small white jade box, a small jade bottle four inches high, and a small fur pocket, except for the paper and books with words written on them.

Ye Bufan was a little disappointed and picked up the small fur bag, because not far from the Tiancang Mountain Range was an endless sea of clouds and mist forests, although Ye Bufan had seen a lot of wild things since he was a child, he still couldn't tell what kind of fur this wild thing was.

Ye Bufan carefully untied the tightly tied bag, saw that the bag was a small section of blood-red things, picked out that small section of things with his fingers, and pinched it with his fingers to get closer to the oil lamp and looked at it, this thing looked like a blood-red bone at first glance, and when he looked at the top surface, Ye Bufan saw from the texture of the wood that this was a small section of blood-red wooden stick.

This small section of blood-red wooden stick looks like it is soaked in blood, and there are some phosphorescences on the texture of the top and bottom surfaces, Ye Bufan cautiously put the wooden stick close to his nose and smelled it, not only did the wooden stick not have blood, but there was a faint smell of wild honey.

Ye Bufan subconsciously thought that this should be a kind of treasure of heaven and earth, but out of disgust for its rich blood-red color, Ye Bufan gave up the idea of licking it a little, and carefully put this small section of wooden stick into the small fur pocket.

Ye Bufan tightened his small pocket, and after putting it aside, he saw the foggy dim light from the oil lamp, he rubbed his eyes, shook his head a little groggy, and didn't feel obvious sleepiness, and subconsciously thought that he had worked too much on this day.

He didn't know that the dark wood of the gloom would also emit the sweet taste of wild honey.

Ye Bufan opened the wooden door of the hut, blew the cool and pleasant night breeze, and looked at the moon that had slid towards the sky, and in more than an hour, the sky would reveal a white light. Feeling refreshed, Ye Bufan closed the wooden door tightly, and decided to put the things on the bed as soon as possible before dawn, and then put them into the storage bag safely.

The rest of the things have one thing in common, they are all made of jade, the difference is that the vial and the jade box are both warm white jade, and the three pieces have broken jade plates, and the materials used are all worthless green jade.

Ye Bufan opened the small jade bottle, and as he guessed, the four small jade bottles contained two kinds of pills with two powders and two greens.

Ye Bufan looked at these pills and sighed, not to mention what they were used for, it was too early to know the name of the pills.

In the next small jade box, he saw two vermilion pills, and Ye Bufan didn't even sigh, but picked up a jade plaque that was only missing a small corner with little interest.

Green jade is the most common jade material, the color is not warm, the quality is not transparent, the jade in the hand is still the worst "sand green" in the green jade, that is, the jade naturally contains impurities like gravel, such jade because it is very cheap, only people with a very ordinary family background will be used to carve into ornaments.

To say that this jade plate is an ornament, but only carved on the four sides of the cloud pattern, the shape is square, the jade plate is neither drilled, nor slotted, neither tag, nor buckle.

The only thing that looks desirable is that this jade card should be very old.

Ye Bufan looked at the jade plate in his hand, and really didn't know what it did. Although it appeared in the monk's storage bag, Ye Bufan looked at the two ingots of horseshoe silver at the corner of the bed, and with one of the ingots of silver, he could buy this kind of jade material that was ten times larger than the jade plate in his hand.

The storage bag is not as big as the legend says it can hold the entire village, nor is it the one that the legend says it is filled with countless treasures.

Ye Bufan pursed his lips, except for regretting that he didn't find the book, he didn't have any disappointment in his heart, all the things piled up on the bed now were already a small treasure that he would never have dared to imagine before.

Ye Bufan put down the jade plate in his hand, and completely lost interest in the other two jade cards. The interest was not high, after stretching his waist, there was some sleepiness in his head, but the things on this bed were stacked like this, and he couldn't let go of his heart after all, he patted his face to drive away the sleepiness, sat cross-legged on the ground facing the small bed, and carefully put the storage bag in the leg socket.

Being able to take out the contents of the storage bag means that you can put it back.

Concentrate and meditate, sit and watch the internal light, extract the spiritual power in the dantian and enter the ancestral aperture, after the warm feeling came from between the eyebrows, Ye Bufan diverged his consciousness and "looked" at the things on the bed.

After restraining his thoughts, he imagined it as a big hand, Ye Bufan tried to grab the two spirit stones, and felt that his thoughts were a little stagnant, and he imagined that with the force of his big hand, the two spirit stones fell into the bottom of the bag.

After that, the process was even smoother, and before I knew it, when I used my mind to collect the two spirit stones easily, all the spirit stones had already entered the storage bag.

After putting the small pocket of fur and the five ingots of purple gold into the storage bag, Ye Bufan turned his mind to the direction of the jade plate, the two ingots of horseshoe silver will not attract attention, as for this jade card, although he doesn't know what it is for, Ye Bufan always feels a little unusual.

The two jade plates were smoothly put into the storage bag, and when the last jade plate was about to enter the storage bag, Ye Bufan reined in his thoughts and let the jade plate fall on the storage bag.

Ye Bufan retracted his divergent thoughts and opened his eyes, looking at the jade plate in his leg socket, he didn't know what evil he had fallen into at that moment, and he always felt that he should take a closer look at the jade plate.

Through the light of the oil lamp, he could clearly see the thick spots like grit in the jade plate, Ye Bufan turned the jade card he was holding in a few directions to the light, and he didn't see anything abnormal. I used my finger to buckle the cloud pattern on the jade plate, and the carved lines were also normal.

The more certain he was that this jade plate looked normal, Ye Bufan's heart was more intensely unusual for some reason.

Ye Bufan began to carefully recall everything that had happened after seeing the jade plate, and when he thought of grabbing the jade card with his big hand formed by his mind, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred in his mind.

Although he had seen the magic of the storage bag, Ye Bufan had no concept of space, but with a flash of inspiration just now, he realized that from beginning to end, he had not carefully "looked" at the jade plate with his mind, and had been observing its ancient surface with the naked eye.

Ye Bufan put the jade plate on the edge of the bed, rubbed his body close to the wooden bed and meditated cross-legged again, looked at the jade card that was very close to him, closed his eyes gently, and silently hoped in his heart that he could gain something this time.

Divergent thoughts swept across the hut, Ye Bufan saw that the aura floating in the room became thinner, and after retracting his thoughts, he looked at the edge of the bed, the outline of the jade plate was clear, and it exuded a very faint aura light.

Trying to put the idea of restraint completely on the jade plaque, it still did not change at all, except that the outline of the jade plaque became a little clearer.

Ye Bufan continued to restrain and compress his thoughts, and after turning his thoughts into slender and sharp needles, he stabbed fiercely into the center of the jade plate.

A crisp sound of "wave" in Ye Bufan's mind.

In the endless darkness, there are bright points of light suspended densely.

The idea of piercing the barrier spread out, holding all the light, and a dense amount of fly-headed words appeared in Ye Bufan's sea of consciousness void.

Five huge fonts are placed on it, and the brushstrokes are cold and hard, like ice and iron bones.

Seven deaths and seven lives!

After all the literal illusions poured into the spiritual consciousness like a river into the sea, ripples rose in the void of Ye Bufan's sea of consciousness, and the light of the spiritual consciousness flickered and flickered like an oil lamp in the wind.