I saw that the hair in Wang Xiaokan's hand was pure white, without variegation, and it was very pure. It was precisely because he was so white that he let him find it in the black earth of the ring. It looks very ordinary, about the same thickness as dog hair, more than three inches long, but it doesn't see any use.

Wang Xiaokan washed his hands, and touched them again, softly, trying to input a trace of aura, and the hair suddenly hardened. It became extremely hard.

In order to test the hardness, Wang Xiaokan poked the fine hair into the stone in the space with his hand, and poked it seven or eight times, but the hair did not hurt a star, but the stone was poked out of a small hole.

This gave Wang Xiaokan a new valuation of this hair.

The stone, he had tested it himself. Now Wang Xiaokan, who can split a small tree with one palm, was knocked on the stone by the stone, which shows that the stone is strong enough!

However, it seems that the stone is still not as hard as the fine hair.

But other than that, this hair doesn't seem to have much merit.

Wang Xiaokan turned over the broken hair and checked it several times, but he didn't see the reason. But thinking about the stinky old man's words before, I was afraid that he would not be able to see it with the naked eye, so that the pearl would be covered with dust, so he began to toss again.

Just like the ring he got at the beginning, the first thing Wang Xiaokan thought of was to recognize the Lord by dripping blood, a general method with a very high appearance rate in the novel.

Although the last time the ring dripped blood to recognize the master, it was because opening the ring required two conditions: dripping blood to recognize the lord and reaching the first level of qi training, which does not mean that the dripping blood is useless.

But......

Wang Xiaokan looked at his broken and good, good and broken index finger, and was very depressed in his heart, thinking that he was really unlucky these days, and he had lost all his blood. The blood flowed again and again, but it didn't come to any good, which was really infuriating.

But even so, he didn't want to give up.

Biting his index finger ruthlessly, Wang Xiaokan dripped fresh blood on the fine hair, and didn't even care about the injury on his hand, staring at the fine hair with a good look, for fear of missing the changes on it, but after a long time, he didn't feel any changes in the hair, which made him very disappointed.

But what Wang Xiaokan didn't know was that in the mountains and forests many distances away, a fat and cute little pig leaning on the huge stone wall and sleeping soundly opened its misty eyes and sniffed the air suspiciously, but before it could explore again, Wang Xiaokan withdrew his index finger because of the pain and broke the faint connection.

The little pig frowned suspiciously, feeling as if he had forgotten something terrible, but when the lazy sun shone on it, its brain, which had not yet turned the corner, completely went into a dormant state, and it did not want to move any more, and now, it wanted to throw itself into the arms of the sleeping god even more.

Squinting at the emptiness in front of him for a while, the lazy little pig couldn't help but fall asleep again.

What is so far away, Wang Xiaokan, who is not cultivated enough, has no way to know, so in his eyes, this fine hair has not changed in the slightest, not at all.

But Wang Xiaokan is not a person who can give up so easily, so he tried burning and watering again......

I thought about all the ways he could think of, but after some tossing, he still didn't get anything. Don't talk about changes, I don't even bother to give a hint.

Staring at the innocent broken hair that had remained immobile from beginning to end and seemed to be laughing at him, Wang Xiaokan realized: This girl is an ordinary broken hair! Except that it is a little stronger than other hairs, it is useless at all, and the stinky old man is really deceiving people again! Also, which sect would be poor and only keep a broken hair as an inheritance? It is this ring, I am afraid that it is worth more than this hair, right?

Thinking about it like this, Wang Xiaokan felt that he was very stupid about the toss just now, like an idiot!

The more he regretted his solemn actions before, the more he resented Lao Dao's previous boastful words, and the anger in Wang Xiaokan's body soared sharply!

Annoyed, Wang Xiaokan didn't care about the use of this hair that he hadn't found, and threw it out directly. Looking at the completely empty ring space, his heart was a little more relaxed, and he clapped his hands and went out.

However, looking at the small burden on the side of the haystack, Wang Xiaokan thought about it, unwrapped the burden, and put all the things he thought were important into the ring space.

Seeing that there were only two sets of white-washed old clothes left in the baggage, Wang Xiaokan was relieved for two points and hit the road again.

Along the way, Wang Xiaokan still divided the time according to the time of rushing during the day and practicing at night, and did not forget to practice his winding technique along the way.

On the sixth day, Wang Xiaokan, who entered the ring space again, looked at the continuous but barren black soil under his feet, and was very unwilling: It's a pity that such a good land is barren, so it's better to farm for me.

Think about the heroes who defy the sky in the novels of those great gods, which one is not a standard storage space that can farm and raise medicinal herbs and spiritual plants? It doesn't make sense that he can't come here, right? The moldy god also needs to have spring! He can also try this ring to see if he can grow fields.

He thought about such a large mountain forest, and he didn't know if he could come back in the future, there should be some medicinal herbs and the like. Although the bamboo slips given by the old man only briefly introduced some first-order herbs. But the first-order herbs are also medicines, and now I have no money on my body, let's see if I can find a few herbs and exchange them for money or something. So he said he would do it, and searched carefully along the way. Finally, I found him a few bamboo slips on the introduction of green mushrooms and three-striped ginseng. This is a two-flavor adjuvant for refining the first-order pill and replenishing the blood pill.

So, he carefully moved a few herbs he picked to the ring space, planted them in the black soil, and carefully observed them, for fear that he would not be able to move them alive.

Fortunately, although this space is not as defiant as described in the novels I once saw, it has become a miracle medicine for a hundred years and thousands of years overnight, but the Qingzhi and Sanwen ginseng sent in can survive, even if he rudely pulls half of the roots of Qingzhi, he still raises it, which makes Wang Xiaokan extremely happy, thinking that there should be no shortage of herbs in the future.

If this space was really so useful, plus he still had enough wood aura to nourish and cultivate medicinal herbs. Maybe I can go to the path of an alchemist in the future.

Thinking about it, he didn't forget about it, he walked and watched, and when he met the medicinal herbs and wild fruits he knew or liked, he moved some into the space.

After walking like this for half a month, he has not yet walked out of this wood, and Wang Xiaokan, who regards this as an experience, is rarely a little bored, and he can't wait to find someone to ask for directions now.

It's a pity that in this wilderness, except for encountering some unknown beasts, because the shadows caused by the wind rabbit and the flaming bird last time have not yet dissipated, he does not dare to provoke them. If you see it, you will bypass it far away. Regardless of his beasts and monsters, he can't tell the difference. Anyway, be careful!

He has been gone for a long time, and he has not met half a shadow, which makes Wang Xiaokan, who has always been bold, can't help but be afraid, for fear that this is a gathering place for high-level demon beasts, so he scares people.

However, although there is no human figure, he has not encountered any powerful demon beasts, and his guess is not true.

The hole in people's brains is infinite, and the more there is no movement, the more they can think of boundless places, and they will scare people to death with a bunch of imaginations.

Wang Xiaokan felt that if he stayed any longer, he would go crazy.

At such a time, how he wished that this was the only way to go, so that a few people could walk through it, so that he could ask for directions.

I didn't expect it to be something this time!

Wang Xiaokan was so worried that he was stirring the small wildflowers on the side of the road with a small wooden stick, stirring up a good piece of flowers, and suddenly heard the sound of "bang" breaking the sky, and listened carefully, it seemed to be not far from his left.

This voice aroused all Wang Xiaokan's curiosity and made him very excited: God, there is finally movement in this broken place, I hope it is a person......

Be careful, Wang Xiaokan pressed the impulse in his heart, and walked to the left cautiously, trying not to make a sound along the way, and trying to get out of the way when he encountered a dead branch.

After walking all the way like this, he soon arrived at his destination, only to see a corner of snow-white dress flashing, Wang Xiaokan was startled, for fear of being discovered, tiptoeing behind a thick tree, and looking at the field with his probe.