In the mural world, Song Yuan spent ten years of spring and autumn, from seventeen to twenty-seven and eighteen, and was about to reach the age of establishment, and the vitality of the half-sized child had long been lost in his body.

But now he felt the vigor in his body again, like that seventeen or eighteen years old.

"What's going on?

My age seems to be back to the way I was before I got into the mural.

But my mana and my physical body have not changed back to the same as before I entered. ”

Song Yuan became more and more puzzled, and his face showed a contemplative look.

Legend has it that when someone meets an immortal, he is given a dream of sorghum, and in the dream he experiences birth, old age, sickness and death, joy and pain.

When you woke up for a hundred years, you found that it was just a big dream, and even the Huangliang rice in the pot was not cooked.

There is no sickness and aging in the body, but the knowledge learned, the wisdom of doing things and the perception of life, all the beneficial things are deeply left in the mind.

"The world of murals is like a big dream for me.

I came out of the mural world, and I woke up from a big dream, and the Cloud Wonderland only kept what was good for me, but what was harmful was not left?"

Song Yuan pondered for a long time, joy appeared in his eyes, and his mouth muttered.

"Saying this, I'm almost equivalent to ten more years of cultivation, but my lifespan hasn't decreased in the slightest......"

"However, ten years in the mural world, and it is estimated that a year has passed in the present world, but it is not as short as a dream. ”

Of course, you can't be too greedy.

Now the discovery has surprised him enough.

It took Song Yuan a while to calm down and withdraw from the Cloud Mist Wonderland.

Cutting the heavenly peak, in the cave.

Song Yuan's figure suddenly appeared.

Beds, tables and chairs, incense burners and tea cups.

He looked at everything around him after a long absence, and a smile appeared on his face.

Song Yuan waved his sleeves and released his mana to wipe off the dust on the bed, table, chair and other things.

"It looks like it's been almost a year. ”

"And now I'm a little bit of a fool. ”

In one year, it will be a small success!

I believe that even if the legendary Immortal Miao Dao Seed is naturally formed, the cultivation speed is believed to be nothing more than that!

Song Yuan was already in the middle and upper echelons, and his cultivation speed was ten times faster, which was naturally very remarkable.

"However, the immortal road is long, and I have just embarked on the path of cultivation.

Not to mention becoming an immortal, I don't know how long it will take to reach the god refining period. ”

Song Yuan frowned, sighed, and thought that he was only a little angry, even if it was still far away from the God Refining Period, the slight complacency in his heart disappeared again.

He sat down on the couch and took out the storage bag from his bosom, ready to finish the last thing before leaving the country.

Refining the storage bag that Situ Hao gave him.

Another three years have passed, and his mana has reached a small level of qi, and it is estimated that it should be about the same.

Song Yuan poured mana into the storage bag in his hand.

Half an hour later, just when sweat appeared on his forehead, and his mana was about to run out.

The storage bag finally stopped absorbing mana.

"It's done!"

Song Yuan opened his eyes, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

He succeeded in refining the storage bag, but his mana was also on the verge of running out.

Song Yuan used the last trace of mana to see how much space there was in the storage bag.

When he saw it inside, his face changed.

"This ...... It's ......"

Song Yuan saw that the storage bag was not empty.

The storage bag is the size of several houses, and there are some clothes and other miscellaneous items inside, weapons, pills and all kinds of unnamed natural treasures.

"Master gave me a storage bag, but I forgot to search it...... Viewed. ”

Song Yuan wanted to take a closer look, but his mana was exhausted.

He had no choice but to put aside his thoughts for the time being and recover his mana first.

Song Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrating on the Qingxu Cave Tribulation Sutra, absorbing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and turning it into bit by bit mana.

An hour passed, and he regained all his mana.

I opened the storage bag again and looked through the contents carefully, but I didn't recognize the pills and the treasures of heaven and earth.

He finally fixed his gaze on a spear and tried to take it out.

Bang!

A spear slammed into the ground with a dull thud, and the ground trembled.

The body of the gun is cyan, engraved with a little rain mark, the blade of the gun flashes with cold light, and a sharp qi machine emits out, which makes people's hearts chill!

Song Yuan tried to pick it up, and with all his strength, he could lift it off the ground.

He tried to infuse it with mana, like a mud cow entering the sea.

Song Yuan immediately stopped, looked at it for a while, and used his mana to send it back to the storage bag.

There is no doubt that this is a divine weapon, but it is far from what he can use now!

"For the rest of the things, you can go to the second senior brother to take a look. ”

Song Yuan's eyes moved slightly.

He didn't recognize most of the things in the storage bag, but Wang Chenghou, who had cultivated for thousands of years, should recognize them.

Originally, Wang Chenghou asked him to go to the bottom of the mountain to find him for spells after he got out of the customs.

Now it's just right for him to drop by and ask what's in the storage bag.

Outside the cave, the sky is clear and cloudless.

Song Yuan came out of the cave.

He secretly used a spell, and a mist formed a white mist under his feet, although it looked a little weak, but it firmly lifted him up and flew down the mountain.

Soaring clouds and mist, this spell has already entered the cultivation of the beginning.

Although he was just getting started, his speed was no longer slower than when he used the art of transfiguration to become a falcon flapping its wings and flying.

After all, it is a spell that specializes in hurrying, and it is also very convenient to travel in normal times.

However, with his mana at this time, he couldn't fly too far, dozens of miles at most.

At the foot of the mountain, in front of Wang Chenghou's cave.

Song Yuan dispersed the white mist under his feet, he walked to the stone gate of the cave, and stretched out his hand to knock on the stone door.

"A knock on the door?"

In the cave, Wang Chenghou was lying on the bed sleeping on his back when he heard a heavy knock on the door.

He had been asleep for a year and opened his eyes, scratched his head, and was stunned for a long time.

"That's right!

Senior Brother Song ....... ”

Wang Chenghou sat up and patted his head.

He was a little dazed and almost forgot about Song Yuan.

He waved the sleeves of his robe.

The stone gates outside the cave house automatically open to both sides.

"Senior brother, come in. ”

I heard Wang Chenghou's voice coming from the cave.

Song Yuan walked inside.

"Senior brother. ”

Seeing Wang Chenghou, Song Yuan arched his hand.

"Congratulations to my junior brother for getting out.

Brother, sit. ”

Wang Chenghou and the two sat at the table and chair not far from the bed.

"Senior brother, I came this time to ask senior brother for guidance on the three spells I have cultivated. ”

Song Yuan said.

Wang Chenghou nodded, this was also what he and Song Yuan had agreed at the beginning.

"In addition, Master gave me a storage bag earlier.

I opened it today, and it wasn't empty. ”

"Oh?"

"Presumably, Master forgot to check it after getting it.

There shouldn't be anything important in it, so you can keep it. ”

Wang Chenghou said casually.

The mana that Song Yuan had only cultivated for a year could refine it, most of them were just ordinary storage bags, and the contents should not be precious.

"But there were a lot of things in there that I didn't recognize.

I would like to ask my brother to help me take a look. ”

"Good. ”

Wang Chenghou chuckled

"Although I rarely go down the mountain, I have read a lot of miscellaneous books, and I should recognize them all. ”

"There's Senior Brother Lao. ”

Song Yuan said respectfully.

With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, there was something more on the table.