Chapter 252 Wanyun Fengyun (3) The poorest young master
A noise and noise broke the tranquility of Jian Lou, kicking cans and smashing bowls, shaking people's hearts to be at peace. Suddenly, some of the broken doors were kicked open, and a man in armor entered the building with his head stumped, frowning, slamming into the foul air a few times, and looking around at the humble room.
"O man, all man is dead."
"The slave has seen Hu Jian's supervising envoy" As soon as the man's voice fell, Zhang Jing appeared in front of the man and was deeply blessed.
"Well, I'll do a routine check-up, please see the young master." The man's voice was a little cold, as if the young master he said was just a subordinate of the housekeeper.
"Oh, it's Inspector Hu who is here." A beautiful woman descended the trembling staircase.
The man said twice, his eyes swept back and forth on the jade peak where the beautiful woman stood, and his eyes didn't even look at the beautiful woman's face. It's not that I don't want to see it, because I have a ghost in my heart, and I'm embarrassed to see it, it's not that I want to see it, but some men want to see it more.
"Young Master Bai Juan, please go outside and wait for a while, I am doing a routine inspection."
Bai Juan nodded, and didn't say anything, Hu Jian has been inspecting this kind of for eighty years, and since Patriarch Rong Hong went to the Holy City, it has never stopped for decades.
Bai Juan glanced at Zhang Jing, and the two of them walked out of Jian Lou. Hu Jian saw the two of them walking out, raised his hand and hooked his head behind him, hula, more than a dozen people came in, like a fierce bull, hitting everything. Hu Jian walked to the second floor with satisfaction, and a burst of orchid fragrance soaked into his heart and lungs. Hu Jian took a long and long breath, walked up to the second floor quickly, Hu Jian went upstairs with his front feet, the crowd of people smashing and robbing on the first floor quieted down, everything was gently picked up and put down gently, and from time to time someone nodded to Bai Juan and Zhang Jing at the door.
Hu Jian went upstairs, didn't look elsewhere, and walked directly to a puff mat. In fact, you don't have to look elsewhere, there is nothing on the second floor, a table that is not high. There was an incense burner on the table, two puff mats in front of the table, and a chair on the balcony. However, looking at Hu Jian's appearance, he has a strong interest in Pu mat. Hu Jian glanced back, bent down to pick up the puff pad, sniffed it before putting it in front of his nose, and then snorted out bursts of gas from his nose. The pad flipped over, reached through a small gap under the pad, and held it for a while. Buckle out a small crystal.
"Yes. How is it useless."
"Dead liar, you've lied to me fifteen times. Next time I see you, I won't break your head." Hu Jian thought hatefully. He put the mat back in its original place. I picked up another piece and looked at it, too!
Hu Jian stood there and thought for a while, is this thing really not easy to use, and it is not right, I have tried it with other women, one to keep one, why is it not good to use here? Maybe Bai Juan is immune to this crystal. It looks like it has to be changed.
Hu Jian stood for a while, and went downstairs with some reluctance. Downstairs immediately sounded a few times to put the table and put the bowl, and it calmed down.
"Inspector Hu. No suspicious anything was found".
"Well," "Young Master Bai, I'm sorry, let's continue to cultivate."
"Inspector Hu walks slowly." After Bai Juan and Zhang Jing watched everyone leave. Only then did they look at each other and enter the building.
"Young master, wait a minute, I'll go and see first." Zhang Jing disappeared downstairs in a flash. Not much. As soon as the space moved, Zhang Jing returned downstairs.
"Young master, it's still that thing, I didn't change it this time, I put him under the table." As he spoke, the two looked out like thieves. Walk slowly upstairs. Sure enough, the two puff mats were stacked together and placed under the small table.
"Young master, look what this is." Zhang Jing smiled and took out a spirit bag.
"That's here," Bai Juan asked with a happy face.
"We stole that little guy last night, and we just used our divine sense to break through the forbidden." Zhang Jing said with a smile.
"Don't be, little guy, it's really not easy to get a holy bag, why should we rob it."
"It's okay to do nothing, young master, we will return him again in the future, not to mention that we saved him this time." As he spoke, Zhang Jing reached out and clicked on the spirit bag, and there was a soft pop. Zhang Jing put his senses, oh, Zhang Jing's brain buzzed, and he kept shaking his head. Zhang Jing reached out and grabbed her shaking head. Bai Juan frowned.
"Condensation bag", the spirit bag of the holy realm cannot be called the spirit bag, it is more accurate to say that it is the holy bag, although it is handed down from the spirit realm, the holy realm saints also call it the spirit bag, in fact, the spirit realm has long been without this thing. The holy bag can be divided into a smart bag, a solid root bag, a cultivation bag, a condensation bag, an incarnation bag, and so on. What kind of bag is generally used in what realm, this is a symbol of the status of the saint. Of course, some people with high status will also use holy bags to skip the ranks, so as to show their identity. The spirit bag can be easily opened by the saints above the solid root realm, and with a single click, the prohibition can be lifted, and it is easy to get the things in it. Of course, you can't solve the Peixing bag if you are tired to death in the solid root realm.
However, the holy bag is the same from the outside, and if you don't break the forbidden knowledge, you really don't know what level this holy bag is. In order to protect their belongings, many people will often use the holy bag of Lang. However, not everyone can afford to buy a good holy bag. The smart bag is about 100 spars, because there is a difference in capacity, there is a difference between high and low. If you don't have good things to put in it, you can buy a smart bag for ten spars. There are about 500 spars in the solid root bag, about 1,000 spars in the cultivation bag, and about 5,000 spars in the condensation bag. These are all available in the Holy Realm. The incarnation bag is about 10,000 spars, which is the market's recognized price, and the incarnation bag has a price, too little, you can't buy this thing even if you have money.
Another feature of the sack is that only first-time users can easily enter and exit it. Once used, unless the person who is using it now erases the prohibition himself, otherwise, it can only be forcibly cracked. Of course, if you don't have that realm, you can only look at your pocket and sigh. It's not impossible to find someone else to crack it, accepting the holy bag at the same price is equivalent to buying a new holy bag, if there is nothing in the bag, big brother, you will admit your own bad luck. Sell it to the holy merchant, take it away at five-tenths of the price, and sell it again at the original price. Therefore, many people can't open the holy bag by themselves, and it's just a chicken rib.
Bai Juan looked at Zhang Jing for a long time, and Zhang Jing was still rubbing his brain.
"How about Zhang Jing"?
"Young master, it's serious, this is not a condensation bag, it is likely to be an incarnation bag." Zhang Jing said with a bitter face.
"You mean that this bag is an incarnation bag, how is this possible, didn't you say that it was a little saint of the second floor?"
"Yes, it's the second floor"?
The incarnation bag, the holy bag with no price and no market, is only available to those old immortals in the Holy Realm and the Lord of the Holy City. Because the incarnation bag can only be opened up with the divine consciousness of the incarnation realm. Not only that, the incarnation bag, unlike the actual holy bag, every old guy in the incarnation realm can only create such a divine consciousness space when entering the incarnation realm. Therefore, the avatar bag is the personal treasure of the old guys, and even before death, they will destroy their space. How could it appear in the hands of a little guy in the Agile Realm.
"Young master, let him ask when he releases"?
"No, it's not time yet."
"That's right, young master, it's better for you to take him as an apprentice, pass on him the Wood Escape Technique and the Transfiguration Technique, and let him go out to do things, firstly, you can get the water valley and natural qi used for your cultivation, and secondly, you can also get some valuable information." Zhang Jing looked at Bai Juan.
Bai Juan sighed lightly. For nearly a hundred years, I haven't broken through. His own thoughts are blazing, but guarding a cold ice cave by himself is equivalent to sitting on someone else's money bag, which is useless at all. Needless to say, the surrounding herbs, the disciples in the cave have to search for them thousands of eight hundred times a year, where to find them. Needless to say, Wanyun Cave is inspected once a day, and a big check is carried out every two days, and he tries his best to harm himself, and the crystal under the pu mat is called the desire crystal, which is an unknown medicinal essence. Nine years ago, if it weren't for his other servant Wang Wei sitting on it, he still doesn't know what happened to Lu Dao.
Bai Juan couldn't help but cry when she thought of Wang Wei, I really don't know how Wang Wei is doing now, Bai Juan heard that the desire crystal, after the saint sits on it, she will integrate into her body, lust day and night, and she can't stop it.
"Young master, you think of Sister Wang again, don't worry, one day, you will let Fan Yi's old man can't survive and die." Zhang Jing also wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Said viciously.
"Don't talk nonsense, we can't fight him now."
"What's the matter if you can't fight, he still dares to kill us."
"Okay, let's not talk about that, that little guy will be in the ice cave for a while, maybe we will really have to rely on him in the future."
Back then, when Bai Juan consolidated the roots of the three realms, Zhang Jing was just a solid root realm, and now Bai Juan has not received the blazing qi for nearly a hundred years, and he has not entered the realm of an inch, and Zhang Jing has already cultivated the second realm. With Bai Juan's cultivation speed, it is not a problem to reach the Qi Condensation Realm now. This Fan Yi is really even less virtuous than killing Bai Juan.
"Zhang Jing, have you put away the waist card I asked you to keep?" Bai Juan looked at Zhang Jing.
"You said that the waist card of the retreat little saint, rest assured young master, I didn't put it in the building, I put it outside, they just can't find it if they want to. And, I just stole another waist card, you see." Zhang Jing smiled and took out a jade plaque from her arms.
"Zhang Jing, you can't steal these people's things anymore. If we find out, we're done." I dizzy, it turns out that this Zhang Jing is a habitual thief, no, it should be a thief. The incense burner used in Bai Juan Lou was stolen from a disciple seventy years ago, and later I heard that when the shameless disciple went out to run around, he fought with the disciples of the Bi family and was killed by the Bi family. People have been dead for fifty years, and Bai Juan and Zhang Jing dare to use it. There's no way that women like things like incense.
Needless to say, the incense used in the furnace was all stolen by Zhang Jing, although Hu Jian's dog leg saw that there were more things in the building, he didn't care, because he likes women, and he can smell more women's breath when he comes, so he can't smell musty as soon as he enters the building, right? He doesn't like it, and the incense burner is not something for cultivation, so use it. Although sometimes I wonder where this thing came from, I also asked the young master.
Bai Juan said: "I don't know if the disciple who came to inspect fell from it."
Hu Jian went back to check, and it turned out to be the guy who died fifty years ago, and it was too unlucky to get this thing, so it was okay not to accept it. (To be continued......)