Seeking immortality.

Chapter 46 Storage Bags

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, but unfortunately he didn't have any evidence. Although he suspected that Du Kong was behind the scenes, there was no evidence and he couldn't sue him.

What's more, if the other party is of the most important family in the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how old he is, he is also born in the cultivating family. Even if there is evidence, the immortal sect will not make decisions for himself from a poor family who was born in poverty.

Thoughts turned in his mind, Qin Yan has calmed down again. For the time being, he still has nothing to do with him, but this guy will definitely not be able to help himself, for fear that he will hide behind the scenes, and once this guy jumps to the foreground, he will always be caught. Catch the flaw yourself.

By the time……

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

While thinking about it, Qin Yan had already come in front of Ouyang Chun, but at this time, the other party had just swallowed his last breath, but his eyes were protruding, and he was dying.

Maybe he didn't believe until his death that the young master of his dignified Ouyang family was buried here.

Qin Yan sighed. In fact, there was no such deep hatred between the two of them. Even though he used disgraceful means to deprive himself of the quota of enlightenment, this is the rule of the world of cultivating immortals. After Qin Yan experienced the initial annoyance, he also He didn't take this matter to heart.

All he thought about was how to make up for it, and regain the approval of the immortal sect in the face of adversity. As for getting angry with this young master... Please, in Qin Yan's opinion, it's just a waste of time.

In other words, as long as he doesn't come to provoke him, there will be no intersection between the two of them. Qin Yan can act as if nothing happened, but he is lacking in people's hearts. , To step on the soles of your feet.

Over and over again, since he didn't know how to live or die, Qin Yan naturally didn't need to be merciful, so he had the current result.

In a word, he asked for it.

So Qin Yan naturally won't feel guilty at all, even if the other party dies, but there is a sneer on the corner of his mouth, squatting down, groping on the other party's body, and soon found a small bag in the other party's arms .

At first glance, it is inconspicuous, but if you look closely, it is woven from an unknown silk thread, and it is very light in the hand, as if it is nothing.

"what is this?"

Qin Yan was a little puzzled at first, then his eyes lit up, and he thought of a miscellaneous book he had read before. In the book, it was written that the magic of immortality is magical, and immortal cultivators, as land gods, have all kinds of incredible treasures on their bodies .

And these treasures are usually packed in a small bag. Even though the bag is small, there is a universe inside, which can hold everything.

"Could this be the legendary storage bag?"

Qin Yan's eyes lit up.

This is a windfall!

He was born in a poor family, and he was already poor. When he practiced these days, he realized that the method of wealth is extremely important. He wanted to earn resources, but he had no way out. During this time, he made a windfall.

The mood suddenly improved, but Qin Yan didn't open the storage bag here to check.

There are priorities. Although the back mountain is remote, it is still too close to the main rudder. Although it is the Spring Festival, and it is snowing outside, people should stay in a warm place, but there is no big mistake in being careful. .

With this in mind, Qin Yan didn't delay any longer. He looked around. The battle just now had damaged many trees, and dead branches and leaves were scattered all over the place. Qin Yan collected them and piled them into a pile of firewood. The body was thrown up and set on fire.

crackling...

Although the wind and snow were blowing all around, it couldn't stop the raging fire. The fire light reflected Qin Yan's face, but a trace of regret flashed across his face.

Too much trouble!

If you know the five elements of spells, even the simplest fire bomb, you can turn the opponent's corpse into ashes with a flick of your fingers.

There is no need to go to such trouble.

Although "Baiqin Xuanyi Art" is extremely mysterious and endows him with powerful combat power, it has to be said that it is still a bit single. Qin Yan still yearns for the orthodox immortal method in his heart.

Shaking your head, don't think so much now, people value contentment.

He threw some more firewood into the fire.

Soon, Ouyang Chun's body was completely reduced to ashes.

Qin Yan nodded, only then he was satisfied, although the other party is not what it used to be, and the Ouyang family no longer recognize him as the young master, even though the other party is not what it used to be.

But that being said, the world of cultivating immortals is full of dangers after all, and the relationship between the cultivating immortal family and sects is like an old tree with intertwined roots. more secure.

Although I am making rapid progress, my strength is still too weak after all, so I need to pay more attention to everything.

Qin Yan then went forward to erase some traces of the fight and made some arrangements, at least not to make people doubt himself, and then he swept forward, and sure enough, behind a stone in the distance, he found the boy with a familiar face.

Li Xiaoshan's eyes were closed tightly, but his breathing was even. It really didn't look like he was poisoned. According to what the other party said, he didn't need help, and he would wake up after twelve hours.

Qin Yan heaved a sigh of relief. He still valued his only friend in the fairy gate very much. Seeing that he was fine, he was relieved, so he took him back.

There were no twists and turns along the way. On New Year's Eve, except for a few ascetics, most of them were very relaxed. In addition, the weather outside was bad, so no one would come out for a walk.

He directly sent Li Xiaoshan back to the courtyard where he lived, and then left quietly.

After a cup of tea, Qin Yan had already returned to his room. This place was already remote, but on New Year's Eve, it became more and more deserted.

"Brother, sister-in-law."

Qin Yan couldn't help thinking of his relatives far away, but then shook his head. They should be doing well now that they are under the care of the city lord and Master Wei. It's useless to think about it now, and practicing hard is the top priority.

Throwing distracting thoughts out of his mind, Qin Yan took out the storage bag from his arms.

His face was full of joy, and there was a little bit of excitement and excitement. Ouyang Chun was a waste, and he did become a bereaved dog later, but after all, he was the young master of a cultivating immortal family, and his wealth is quite worth looking forward to.

He wanted to open the storage bag, but encountered a layer of barriers, Qin Yan is not surprised, this must be the legendary imprint of the soul.

As the name suggests, it is the monk who uses a special method to brand the treasure with an identification mark, the purpose is to prevent his personal belongings from falling into the hands of others.

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