White light flashed, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

Green shirt and cloth boots, a long hair tied into a bunch, soft and loose draped behind the head, handsome face with a hint of perseverance.

This person is just a desolate man.

He looked down at the bronze ring on his finger and exhaled softly.

When the danger came, he resolutely hid in the Qiankun ring.

By the way, Nangong Chan was also brought in, so that the two of them could be regarded as escaping.

When he was in the ring space, the Desolate Dao Divine Sense poked out slightly, and saw the terrifying white mangs raging, and he was really a little frightened.

If it weren't for this Qiankun ring that could protect his soul through the cracks of time and space, he wouldn't have been twisted into pieces by Bai Mang.

Now that I think about it, I still have some lingering palpitations.

But to be honest, there is no other way to do it.

In fact, he didn't want to use the Qiankun Ring, his last reliance.

After all, in addition to its own powerful functions, the Qiankun Ring also has great drawbacks.

For example, after the absurdity drips blood and recognizes the Lord, he can't take it into his body, so he can only wear it on his hand.

Ordinary magic weapons do not need to be dripping blood to recognize the master, and after grabbing it, it can be collected and used after erasing the original owner's divine sense imprint.

And the magic weapon that can drip blood to recognize the Lord will definitely not be an ordinary magic weapon.

And it can be condensed in the body, and it will not be taken away easily.

This is a conventional perception of the Dharma.

The special feature of the Qiankun Ring is that the holder can enter the space within it.

And if it can be absorbed in the body again, it will become a refutation of who is in whom.

Just like a normal storage bag can hold things, but it can't hold living things, let alone allow users to hide in them.

The Qiankun Ring can't be taken into the body, so don't take care of it first.

It's just that in this way, every time Huang Wudao enters the ring space, the Qiankun Ring will fall in place.

If he was picked up by a monk who cultivated higher than him, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Therefore, it is better not to use it if you can use it as much as possible.

After this back and forth, there is a strong sense of crisis.

He found that he was blindly pursuing the improvement of his cultivation, but he neglected other aspects.

For example, when he encountered this formation prohibition, he really didn't know anything.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so embarrassed, and he could only hide in the ring space and shiver......

If he can escape smoothly, he decides to put aside the improvement of his cultivation for the time being, and make time to study some magical methods.

The next time the province encounters this kind of situation, he can only be at a loss and hide in the ring as a turtle with a shrunken head.

Pulling back his wandering thoughts, Aramudo focused on his surroundings.

I saw that this place was a stone hall, and the previous Yongdao Phantom Array had completely disappeared, revealing the current scene.

At first glance, this stone hall is almost exactly the same as the stone hall where everyone was staying before.

But a closer look reveals a difference.

There are no purple kites growing on the stone walls, no tables, chairs and benches, and the center is empty.

Sweeping to both sides, the leftmost row of shelves embedded in the stone wall attracted the attention of the absurd.

When he got closer to him, he realized that the so-called shelves were actually just basin-sized lattices carved out of the stone wall, about half an arm's length deep.

From a distance, it looks like a shelf embedded in a stone wall.

There are a lot of bottles and jars in it, which should be utensils for holding something.

One by one, the barren lattices began to rummage.

The first thing to look at was a few porcelain vases, as well as an iron box that appeared to hold the material, but they were all empty.

He was not discouraged, and threw the porcelain vase and iron box into the storage bag hanging from his waist, and continued to rummage.

This storage bag is naturally the one that was obtained from Li Chungang, there are no outsiders here, it can just be used, and it is not afraid of being recognized.

As for the Qiankun Ring, now that there is an extra Gongsun Yun in it, it is not good to throw things in.

"What is this?"

Huang Wudao picked up a small crystal clear jade bottle, pinched it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Looking through the bottle, he could vaguely see a few round objects in it, opened the cap, leaned in and sniffed.

I'm obedient! This rich aura...... The body trembled.

This bottle turned out to be filled with several pills.

Although I don't know how long it has been stored, it still retains such a pure and rich aura.

It was even better than the bottle of three-grade Pei Yuan Dan he had gotten from Li Chungang before.

It is conceivable that the quality of the elixir in this jade bottle is so high!

It's a pity that Huang Wudao doesn't know the way of the elixir, and he doesn't know what kind of elixir it is.

But no matter what, what you get is what you earn, and you don't need to care about these details.

It's not too late to wait until you're out to study it carefully.

Next, the wilderness was energetic, and he rummaged through them one by one at a faster speed.

Half an hour later.

He straightened up and took a deep breath.

Then he threw up again.

It's cool!

Huang Wudao really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh now, otherwise it would be difficult to calm his mood, but he still held back after all.

Be low-key!

He meditated in his mind several times.

But the subconscious curvature of the corners of his mouth still shows his excitement now.

There are more than 20 bottles of various types of pills, and the quality of each bottle is better than that of the three-grade Peiyuan Dan.

Among them, there is a whole small jade bottle of Tsukidan.

He didn't know other pills, but this Zhuji Pill was very famous in the Tiannan cultivation realm.

Although it is very rare, there are many illustrated books about it.

Huang Wudao happened to see it, and naturally recognized it at a glance.

It's really a big deal!

Wild and unreasonable, his eyes inadvertently glanced at him, and he found that he seemed to have missed a grid in the corner.

But he didn't care, after all, he had already obtained so many high-quality pills, and there was nothing that could excite him anymore.

But he still adhered to the principle of shameful waste, and walked over and crouched down to check.

Huh? Is this a storage bag?

In the eye, a small cloth bag resembling a storage bag lies quietly in the depths of the lattice, with a simple and simple shape, embroidered with cloud-like patterns.

"This is probably a storage bag from a long time ago, right?" Aramudo picked up the cloth bag, subconsciously turned it upside down, and then smiled dumbly.

This is a storage bag, and it is not an ordinary sack, what can be turned upside down?

After looking at it, it didn't look like it was forbidden by some secret method.

The Divine Mind reaches into it.

Well, there's a lot of space.

It is five or six times larger than the storage bag space obtained from Li Chungang......

Holy! What the hell is this?

As soon as the desolate path was aroused, the divine consciousness was frightened and retreated.

"I, what did I just see?

He rubbed his eyes as if he didn't believe in evil, and once again probed his divine sense into it.

I don't know what he is doing rubbing his eyes, using his divine sense to probe, not to see with his eyes......

In the storage bag, a pile of mountain-like spirit stones appeared in front of him, and his divine sense swept over, and the number immediately appeared in his mind.

A full 100,000 low-grade spirit stones!

With a blank expression, he withdrew his spiritual sense from the storage bag and slowly raised his trembling right hand.

In the palm of his right hand lay a golden spirit stone, the surface of which shimmered with golden light, accompanied by a halo like flowing water.

Desolate Dao is almost certain that this is definitely a medium-grade spirit stone!

Compared with the 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones, there are only more than 100 middle-grade spirit stones in the storage bag, but the value is higher.

Although according to the exchange ratio of one to hundred, more than 100 medium-grade spirit stones are equivalent to more than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

But there is no comparison between the rarity of the two.

Looking at the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand in a daze, the mood of the desolate Wudao is really indescribable.

But he couldn't find any words to describe it, he just wanted to shout...... it!

It can really be said that he only hates himself for being uneducated, and he goes to the world in a word!