However, Lin Xuan sighed, although most of the things he got from Penglai Mountain were extremely precious, he didn't need them now.

In addition to the Zen staff of the spiritual Buddha treasure, the others can only look at Mei to quench their thirst and look greedy.

As for the treasures left behind by the immortals, they can't find half a use now, not to mention the hair and remnant talismans, even the waste pill, and it is not the blue sea of stars that can be purified.

But Lin Xuan was not in a hurry, after cultivating Xiao Luotian's magical powers, the blue sea of stars was gradually mutating, proving that this thing against the sky could still be upgraded.

Now that there is no effect on purifying the waste pill, it does not mean that it will have no effect at all in the future, Lin Xuan believes that one day, this immortal pill will be purified.

The things in Penglai Mountain have been seen, and what is left now is what is obtained in the market.

The thought in his mind turned, Lin Xuan's left hand flipped over, the blue light flashed, and a simple belt emerged.

No, it's just quaint, to be precise, it should be plain, and there is nothing surprising about the style of this belt.

However, Lin Xuan's expression was not underestimated, since he stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, he had seen countless treasures, needless to say, his eyes would naturally not be stupid to take things by appearance.

This thing, when I was in the store, I had already tried it, but it didn't even have an effect on my own divine sense, according to the boss, it seemed to be a treasure from the sea of ruins.

Not long after he arrived, he had never heard of the Sea of Ruins, but Lin Xuan was a clever and changeable person, and it was not difficult to deduce from the name.

In short, the spirit stone is not white, he believes that this treasure has an unexpected effect, but it still needs to be studied carefully.

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Xuan once again released his extremely powerful divine thoughts.

Rumble!

Unlike in Fang City, now that he is in his own cave, he will naturally no longer hide it, and the terrifying divine sense, like a long whale taking water, rolls in.

Wrap the entire belt at once.

The crackling sound came to his ears, and from above the belt, a mysterious force emerged, just like the divine thought, it was also a qualitative and intangible thing, and Lin Xuan's divine consciousness collided with each other in midair.

Lin Xuan was not surprised, the expression on his face was still a little surprised, this belt ...... Sure enough, it's not an ordinary thing.

The crackling sound became more and more intense, and Lin Xuan mobilized his divine thoughts to forcibly press it over.

Cultivation is not to mention for the time being, "The Blue Star Sea has the effect of exercising the divine sense", after four hundred years of tempering, Lin Xuan's divine sense is not as strong as losing the late stage of the clutch, "It is even stronger."

It's good to have a reaction, Lin Xuan took a deep breath, and the magic tricks in his body flowed endlessly, using all his strength to make his divine thoughts stronger.

Send!

A huge popping sound came to the ears, and the blue light flashed wildly, and then the color of the halo gradually became bright red and dazzling.

At the end of the day, it was like blood.

There was a strange pattern on the belt, a bit like a grimace, but it was constantly changing.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be surprised, obviously this belt really had an extraordinary origin, but before he could study the thing in front of him with his heart, the strange pattern suddenly exploded with a "bang".

Lin Xuan was so experienced, when he saw that something was wrong, he immediately floated backwards and withdrew, and at the same time, a light blue light curtain appeared on the surface of his body, which was the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield Automatic Protector.

Although the change was sudden, it was only a flash in the pan, and the halo on the belt flashed, and it quickly became dim.

"This ......"

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, and he faintly thought of an ancient book he had read in the human world a long time ago, one of which only had a few words, but the scene described was extremely similar to that in front of him.

Of course, Lin Xuan didn't dare to be sure of anything, but if it was an opportunity, he would naturally not miss it, thinking of this, Lin Xuan opened his mouth and spat out a blue thread as thin as a gossamer" around his wrist, and the red blood quickly dripped down.

Lin Xuan's hand shook and the blood was integrated into his belt.

The already dim curtain of light was activated again, but it was also a flash in the pan, and it soon returned to nothingness.

The whole process was complicated to say, in fact, it was only a few breaths of effort, and when everything was calmed down, Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and the belt returned to his palm.

Everything looks no different than it did just now.

However, this time, Lin Xuan released his divine sense, but he was never hindered in the slightest, and entered it smoothly.

After a moment, Lin Xuan raised his head, his face full of surprise.

This time it was really a coincidence, and I found a treasure.

Sure enough, this thing is the one recorded in the classics.

The so-called whisker bag is actually a kind of storage bag.

It's just that an ordinary storage bag, if it is counted as a small backpack, this bag is simply a huge warehouse that can be carried around.

The volume of the two is simply incomparable.

Even in the spirit realm, the Whisker Bag was a rare thing, and it was impossible for an immortal cultivator of their level to have it at all.

In other words, I am not qualified to see it.

Although his luck has always been good, this unexpected gain still makes Lin Xuan extremely happy.

It is important to know that the benefits of the bag are not only large in size.

This thing is somewhat similar to the natal magic weapon, and it will be imprinted with the master's divine consciousness.

In other words, even if someone else got this thing, they couldn't take out the treasure that Lin Xuan put inside.

Of course, there are no absolutes in everything, and the imprint of divine consciousness can be erased, but the conditions are extremely harsh.

One is that that person is far superior to Lin Xuan in terms of both divine sense and realm, reaching a point beyond his reach, and even so, it will take a lot of effort to erase the imprint of divine consciousness.

"It seems that this bag has been used by someone else, and the imprint of divine consciousness on it has not been erased by that powerful being. ”

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, if it weren't for this treasure's experience, with his divine sense, wanting to use the Bearded Bag would be a delusional thing at all.

The object of the design and use of this thing is not a mere immortal cultivator in the clutch period at all.

Lin Xuan's mind turned, and he had to sigh that this time it was really lucky.

The bet is good, otherwise if the shopkeeper really sends this thing to the head office for identification, how can it be his turn.

There are 30,000 medium-grade spars on the surface, but the price is ...... It's not worth mentioning the bag, if the description in the ancient book is correct, this thing is even more precious than the Tongtian Spirit Treasure.

He picked up a big bargain, Rao is Lin Xuan was extremely scheming, and he was happy for a while before calming down his excitement.

Just now, he injected his divine consciousness only after tasting it, but this time he determined what kind of treasure was in front of him, so he was relieved to boldly release his divine consciousness."

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