"What uncle is not uncle, we are just in a hurry, in fact, we are only young men in our twenties, just call me Brother Hong~" The Red Devil waist board kept lying, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he looked at Ying Tian with a smile.

"Ahem"

The red ghost next to him hurriedly cleared up with him, moved a few steps to the side, looked like I didn't know him, and scolded in his heart: This guy is really not joking when he brags!

Ying Tian was really startled, slightly stunned, but he couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still shouted at the request of the Red Devil, Brother Hong.

The Red Devil nodded with satisfaction and leaned over to the Red Oni, his face full of doubts as to why the Red Oni wanted to walk away.

"Oh yes, Uncle Ghost asks you something, what is this thing?" said that, Ying Tian took out a gray cloth bag from the inside of his sleeve, which was the ash bag that was found by Ying Tian after the death of the Tyrannical Giant Ape in the Land of the Red Sea that day.

"This thing is in the bag!, it looks like an ordinary bag, but it is refined through special techniques and spatial sealing, and it can store any inanimate items, and you look like it should be able to store two square meters of space!"

Of course, the bag is only the most common and common storage utensils, and the best storage device is the Na ring. The Na Ring is made of a rare Na Stone, which itself has the function of holding space, and it is much larger than the Na Bag's holding space, but because the Na Shi is already rare, and there are few monks who can make the ring, even if it is an ordinary Na Ring, it is difficult to buy a thousand crystals!"

"Then how do you open this bag?" Some time ago, Ying Tian also tried to open this bag, but no matter how hard he used, he couldn't open the bag, and the red ghost seemed to know a lot, and Ying Tian couldn't help asking.

"The bag can't be opened with strength alone, and you can accept the ring by injecting aura, and you need spirit!" The red ghost returned the bag to Ying Tian, and he was puzzled, this kind of thing is as usual, and the sword skill level just now, Ying Tian doesn't seem to know that he is new to the ancient realm, right?

"Inject aura~ I said why can't I open it. Ying Tian scratched his head, stretched out his palm, and poured the aura into the bag.

As a result, as the red ghost said, when the aura was injected, the next moment the bag was opened, Ying Tian was pleasantly surprised, and when he saw that Mo Wuya was dead, he returned to the light, and he cared about touching this bag, and he didn't know that there were no good things in this bag.

Directly turned the bag to the sky, and poured out all the things inside.

But the contents of the bag were not as many as Ying Tian imagined, there was a wordless parchment scroll, several bottles of medicine bottles, and a lot of crystalline spars all over the body.

This kind of spar Yingtian also heard the monks on the road mention it by chance, called the spirit stone! This spirit stone, as the name suggests, has the connotation of spiritual energy, and the monk can directly absorb it to improve his strength, and because it is small and easy to carry, it has gradually become the product of currency trading in the ancient world.

"What is this?" the red ghost opened the spirit stone and found a silver medal underneath, with a Mo character engraved on it.

"This is a sect card? Could it be... How did you get this bag, Xiaotian!"

"Oh, this is a few days ago in the land of the Red Sea, I met an old man fighting with a black ape, but the black ape suddenly advanced in the fight, and the old man was caught off guard and died under the giant fist of the black ape, and I also found it later. Ying Tian did not hide his confession and told the truth of the matter.

"Good boy, that's the Yuanwu Sword Sect Elder Mo Wuya's bag! It is estimated that He Changyuan's guy is half angry!" The Red Devil looked at Ying Tian with admiration, and found that the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

"You have to be careful, I guess your situation will be even more dangerous in the future. The red ghost put away the red fire knife on the ground and patted Ying Tian's shoulder.

"We have something else to do, let's stop this time again!"

Ying Tian nodded and put away the snow lotus ice leaves, and the frost effect around him suddenly began to subside, and the temperature began to rise again.

"By the way, Uncle Ghost, do you know the whereabouts of the ancient vine tree?"

"We don't know too much about this, but there is a place you can go and see, you go north all the way to find a place called the Astrology Building, maybe there is a clue you need!"

Looking at the figure of the red devil gradually moving away, Ying Tian looked at the sky to the north, do you want to continue to the north?

Although there are a lot of spirit stones in this bag, and the medicine in the medicine bottle is also a miracle medicine for healing, it is not enough to make Mo Wuya look so nervous at that time.

Unless... Could it be this wordless parchment!

Taking out the parchment roll from the parchment bag again, Ying Tian tried to use the method of opening the parchment to inject the aura into the parchment roll, but it had no effect.

"Forget it, let's think about it later! The top priority is that Qiye's whereabouts are important!"

"Hiss!" As Ying Tian's back faded away, the roar of the Candle Flame Earth Python came from the cave again.

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It took about three hours or so for Ying Tian to finally leave the top of the volcano, and the temperature around him returned to normal again, Ying Tian couldn't help but take a deep breath of air, and suddenly felt that the air was so fresh, and he really didn't want to go to the top of the volcano in the future!

"Astrology Building..." Ying Tian muttered that he had never heard of this place before, and he didn't know what kind of strange place it was.

Hmm?

Ying Tian slowed down and ushered in a white-clothed monk in front of him, but Ying Tian was a little surprised why the robe on this monk's body seemed to have been seen somewhere.

Bai Xiaoyuan was very depressed in his heart, he finally succeeded in building a foundation before he got the attention of the elders of the sect, but in the past two days, it was suddenly rumored in the sect that Elder Mo in the sect did not fall when he hunted fierce beasts in the land of the Red Sea, and the bags, the Bishuang Sword, and the swords were all snatched by thieves, and the sect all spoke in person, and when they saw the person holding the Bishuang Sword, they immediately reported that if they could catch the holder, the sect master would be rewarded!

There was no way, Bai Xiaoyuan had to come out to find someone as soon as he built the foundation, and he first searched for two circles in the land of the red sea and did not find any suspicious places or monks, so he kept looking north in the direction of the land of the red sea.

"Today is also the fourth day, or forget it, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with me."

The two passed by and didn't say much.

Hmm, that brand is the Blue Frost Sword!

Bai Xiaoyuan looked back at Ying Tian fiercely, because Ying Tian only wrapped the bandage around the sword body of the Bishuang Sword, but its hilt was still revealed.

The moment he wiped his body just now, Bai Xiaoyuan just glanced at the hilt of the sword from the corner of his eye, and the wooden card was the sword card made by Mo Wuya himself for the Bishuang Sword. In the past, Elder Mo often took care of those low-level disciples who had not yet built a foundation, and Bai Xiaoyuan was one of them, so just by looking at Bai Xiaoyuan, he recognized it as the sword card of the Bishuang Sword!

"This brother is slow!" Bai Xiaoyuan walked forward quickly, wanting to stop Ying Tian.

"Is there something wrong?" Ying Tian frowned, and along the way, it may be because of his low strength, he has never had a relationship with anyone, what is going on with this person.

"Brother, don't be nervous, I just want to ask if you have anything on the road..."

Halfway through the words, Bai Xiaoyuan suddenly stretched out his hand and swept towards the Bishuang Sword in Ying Tian's hand, he already felt that the person in front of him was suspicious, so Ying Tian kept his vigilance, Bai Xiaoyuan moved, and he also moved.

Ying Tian improvised, and a sword flower blocked Bai Xiaoyuan, Bai Xiaoyuan also took a step back, and he had just built the foundation, and everything was careful.

"Who are you!"

"Yuanwu Sword Sect, Bai Xiaoyuan, a disciple of the 120th Academy!" Seeing others asking about his identity, Bai Xiaoyuan straightened his chest and even straightened his waist.

Yuanwu Sword Gate, did he recognize the Bishuang Sword? Ying Tian's mind began to quickly think about countermeasures, the other party is the foundation building realm after all, and he has no way to fight against it when he practices the foundation building!

Bai Xiaoyuan's eyes narrowed, he didn't look carefully just now, he couldn't imagine that this person didn't even build a foundation, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, God was not thin on him. I have just built a foundation, and now if I can hold this person again, the sect master will definitely appreciate myself even more...

"Then you don't need me to say it again, I won't be embarrassed to give me the Bishuang Sword, how about you?" Bai Xiaoyuan, who was more and more excited the more he thought about it, had the urge to go up and snatch the Bishuang Sword directly, the other party didn't even have a foundation himself, he should have no scruples, but he was cautious by nature, so he still got the Bishuang Sword in his hands first.

"I gave you the Bishuang Sword, do you think you will let me go?" Ying Tian smiled and didn't refute, it was obvious that the other party had recognized the Bishuang Sword, so there was no need for him to continue to hide it.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!"

Bai Xiaoyuan flew out in response, he was also a sword cultivator, and he pulled out his saber from his waist, and the blade of the sword pointed straight towards Ying Tian.

After continuous practice during this period of time, Ying Tian's reaction has improved significantly, he is not in a hurry, and he pushes the sword body of the Bishuang Sword horizontally to block Bai Xiaoyuan's attack, but he didn't expect that this Bai Xiaoyuan person looks lean, but his strength is not ordinary, and Ying Tian was directly repelled a few steps before he stabilized his heel.

"You haven't even reached the foundation level, how can you fight me? Bai Xiaoyuan didn't forget to continue to attack Ying Tian with words, wanting him to be willing to hand over the Bishuang Sword, after all, if anyone survives in the ancient world, who doesn't have his own hole cards, and people are in a desperate situation, it is even more difficult to shoot.

I finally succeeded in building a foundation, and good luck has just begun, so it's better to be careful!

"Condensation into beads!"

This Bishuang Sword Yingtian himself is also quite fond of it, how can he easily hand it over to others!

Practice becomes skill, and in the continuous practice, the water droplets condensed by Ying Tianneng have reached hundreds, and the water droplets continue to float upwards from the ground, surrounding Bai Xiaoyuan.

"What the hell is this?" Bai Xiaoyuan was a little flustered, in fact, he didn't have much actual combat experience, he thought that he was in the foundation building realm, and he could scare Ying Tian, but he didn't expect this person to be soft and hard, he quickly swung his sword and wanted to break these water droplets, but as soon as he broke the water droplets, he would condense again in the next moment!

Ying Tian looked at Bai Xiaoyuan's flustered appearance, and secretly thought to himself, looking at him like this, it is estimated that he is also a stunned young man like himself, more than he has succeeded in building a foundation, but he has not built a foundation, but the disparity in aura is large, maybe he still has a chance to live!

"Boom!"