Qin Manjing let go of the dagger in his hand, and only after making sure that Bukong had died in Huangquan did he get up from his corpse.

With a few deep breaths, her tense body gradually relaxed.

"Finally dead...... she said, looking at the corpse on the bed in a daze, her voice low and inaudible.

Although she didn't know why Bukong slept so dead, it was simply unexpected for her to be able to kill Bukong so easily.

After all, killing her in a foundation building period and an early stage of qi cultivation is equivalent to crushing an ant to death.

Thinking of this, Qin Manjing couldn't help but rejoice in her heart.

After adjusting her breathing, Qin Manjing took out the dark yellow jade that she had just taken out from her chest.

In her memory, she had seen this thing too, but it was shattered.

In the dark night, she could barely see the appearance of this thing, so Qin Manjing just looked at it casually a few times and threw it into the space.

She could be sure that it was a defensive magic weapon, but it was obviously not of a high level.

In the world of cultivating immortals, different magic weapons have levels, but the level of this magic weapon needs to be identified by instrument cultivation, and Qin Manjing can only roughly perceive it.

Bukong, as a cultivator in the foundation building period, must still have some treasures in his hands.

Thinking of this, Qin Manjing instantly became interested. After lighting the candle on the table in the dark, she began to search for the empty hut.

The room is not very large, and the furnishings are very simple, except for a futon, table and chairs, there is only one bed left.

Important things are usually carried with you, Qin Manjing thought in her heart.

She reached out and groped for the non-empty corpse.

Within a moment, she felt something around his waist, a storage bag.

Qin Manjing untied the storage bag.

Not empty is dead, and the prohibition on his storage bag is gone.

Qin Manjing leaned in, there was not much space in the storage bag, but there were a lot of things, and they were piled up.

The first thing she saw was stacks of spirit stones.

In cultivating in the human realm, spirit stones are almost indispensable. Although there is also a thin aura in the human world, it is still not enough for cultivators.

Qin Manjing was too nervous when she assassinated Bukong, but after calming down, she found that the location of Bukong's house almost relied on the richness of the aura.

This house is the most abundant place in the vicinity.

After pondering it, she cast her gaze back to the blue storage bag.

Qin Manjing found that most of the spirit stones that were not empty were medium-grade spirit stones, and after counting them carefully, there were as many as 1,500.

She immediately crammed all these spirit stones into her own space, and classified them into the area of medium-grade spirit stones that she had already classified before.

Other than that, there was no useful magic weapon in the storage bag, just a pile of bottles and cans and a few parchment rolls with information on them.

She casually took out a bottle and looked at it carefully, and there was only a black pill in each bottle, and the bottle was labeled.

"Zhu Yan Dan!" Qin Manjing squinted her eyes and read it, and she was very surprised for a while.

"I didn't expect this old fellow to have this kind of fetish......" she said without holding back.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, a foundation building cultivator who has lived for more than a hundred years will not have such a young appearance, and sure enough, he will still use some things to maintain his appearance behind his back.

Seeing this, she lost interest.

Qin Manjing took all these bottles and jars as ordered, and then put them away and put them into the space.

As the night grew darker, she also stayed here for a long time, and after taking away the dagger that was not empty, Qin Manjing prepared to leave.

A strange place, it is still not advisable to stay for a long time.

Before leaving, she looked at the futon on the ground again, "Maybe we can use it in the future, so let's just take it together." ”

Thinking of this, Qin Manjing looked up at the Zen staff leaning against the wall again, which seemed to be also a magic weapon.

It's all things that can be taken away.

Adhering to the idea of not taking it for nothing, Qin Manjing decided to take it all in her pocket.

There was a crisp sound of the rings clashing, and she tucked her staff into the space.

Qin Manjing wanted to lift the futon again, but after a while, she couldn't pick it up.

"What is this?" Qin Manjing had some doubts in her heart.

The futon seemed to be firmly attached to the ground.

The surface of the futon is very clean, and it is often used when it is not empty.

However, if you use it over the years, the futon will naturally not be so brand new, and there will inevitably be some abrasion marks or dirt.

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized something.

Bukong is a foundation building period cultivator who needs to cultivate for a long time, and this bit of aura in the human world is naturally not enough for him to use.

Therefore, he must need a place to cultivate with abundant spiritual energy.

Although the location of this room was the place with the strongest aura around, Qin Manjing still felt that it was not enough.

So, it can't be that simple here.

Thinking of this in her heart, Qin Manjing began to look for the key to this futon.

Maybe this futon is not for meditation, she decided in her mind.

She tried to twist the futon, but it remained motionless.

Maybe that's not the point.

Qin Manjing recalled the appearance of Bukong's usual life, wearing a monk's uniform and a Zen staff that never left her hand.

"If that'......," she muttered to herself.

After a moment of silence, she took out the Zen staff that she had put into the space.

Then, Qin Manjing began to look carefully, and she found something unusual.

However, there is an abnormality in the ring on the top of the Zen staff.

Hanging from it was a small token, usually golden, and almost indistinguishable when entwined.

Qin Manjing tried to aim the tip of the Zen staff at the futon, placing the token in the center of the futon.

Suddenly, a dazzling fluorescent light flashed, and the futon on the ground suddenly turned into a circle of light.

At this moment, Qin Manjing felt an incomparably rich aura!

She was slightly stunned, and then there was a burst of excitement.

Qin Manjing didn't believe that Bukong would arrange any traps in her home.

She was sure that this was the greatest reliance on Bukong's ability to elevate her cultivation to the foundation building.

Thinking of this, she jumped into it.

In the secluded dense forest, the girl in the house disappeared in an instant, and the futon on the ground also changed back to its original appearance, as if it had never happened.

The white light dissipated, and Qin Manjing found herself entering a huge karst cave.

There are footprints left in the cave, which are not empty......

She speculated in her mind that Bukong must have been in and out of the place often through the small token on top of the staff.

Maybe it's a secret realm, and that token is the key to entering the secret realm.

That's how it should be.

Qin Manjing immediately sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

With the dancing aura beside her, the surging aura around her entered her body one after another.

Qin Manjing meditated quietly, exhaling slowly and rhythmically, and the aura swam along the meridians after entering her body, eventually merging into her dantian.

She had never felt such an abundant aura.

Even in the secret realm in my memory, it was different.

Maybe Bukong can become a well-known cultivator in Dongchen Kingdom, and this is the reason.

Thinking of this, the aura around Qin Manjing became more active, and as her body absorbed, it surged in. (End of chapter)