I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 409 Storage Space
Yan Sanpao, who had just escaped from the gate, only had time to let out a scream, and in the blink of an eye, he was silent.

A ray of blood fell from the gate into the main room, fell back on the chair before, and turned into Hong Ming Dao's body again.

Perhaps it was because it knew that Chen Hai was refining the storage bag at a critical moment.

The Hong Ming Dao that solved Yan Sanpao and Chen Laohei did not take credit for disturbing Chen Hai, but fell into silence again without making a sound.

After knowing the result, Chen Hai was slightly relieved.

When Chen Laohei swung at him with the axe, he was hesitating in his heart whether he should give up refining the storage bag and kill the two guys who forcibly broke into his house first.

But if he was really asked to make this difficult decision, he felt a little reconciled in his heart.

After all, if it's just a waste of fine gold, that's all. This thing can be refined after all if you have money and spend some time!
But if the skin of the giant kun disappeared like this, then Chen Hai really didn't know if he would still have a chance to get such a precious material again.

When he thought that because of the intrusion of Chen Laohei and the two of them, the storage bag he was making was almost scrapped, Chen Haisheng wanted to tear them apart.

The two died under Hong Ming's sword, and he felt that it was too cheap.

These two people are completely self-inflicted and deserved.

"The little bit of distraction before caused some problems in the refining of the storage bag."

"Continue refining, hoping to make up for it, and make up for the previous mistake!"

Looking at the small black dots on the giant kun's skin that looked like scorched black marks, he sighed and said to himself.

Chen Laohei and Yan Sanpao, who had already turned into mummified corpses, Chen Hai didn't have time to deal with their corpses.

He gathered all his energy and devoted himself to refining the storage bag again.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, nearly another day passed, and it was already the dusk of the next day.

The door was open, and Chen Hai couldn't take the time to close it.

Chen Laohei died in the main room, as long as others don't break in without permission, his body is not worried about being found.

But Yan Sanpao died on the ground outside the gate.

If someone really wanted to pass by and pay a little attention, they might notice the existence of this corpse.

Fortunately, Chen Hai was lucky.

Until now, no one has found the dead body, and because of this, they have come to the door.

Of course, the reason for such a result has a lot to do with the fact that the location of Chen Hai's old house is relatively remote, and generally few people would pass by.

The fine gold thread woven into a small sachet is smelted into the skin of the giant kun, and the two are completely integrated.

This is the most critical step in refining the storage bag.

Now that this step has already started, there must be no rest until this step is completely completed.

From yesterday afternoon until now.

In order to completely blend the fine gold thread with the giant kun skin, Chen Hai has been without sleep for nearly thirty hours.

It is also fortunate that he has basically fasted, and does not need any food to provide energy. Just eating wind and drinking dew is enough to keep him alive for a long time.

Otherwise, he would have been dizzy from hunger long ago, and it would be impossible for him to last until now.

"The storage bag has finally been refined..."

Feeling the small sachet in front of you, it's like returning to the original, without any colorful brilliance blooming.

After careful sensing, it was confirmed that those fine gold threads had completely disappeared and had truly integrated into the skin of the giant kun.

Chen Hai was overjoyed, and after imprinting a ray of his spirit into the storage bag, he finally stopped and let out a long breath.

In order to refine this thing, even he was a little tired.

After all, for several days without sleep, that's all. The point is, he is consuming his own soul power all the time.

It has been several months since the last time, because he peeped at the terrifying existence that didn't know which world existed, and his soul was severely injured.

According to his original estimation, after these few months passed, even if he couldn't recover to his heyday, the heavy damage to his soul should have recovered almost the same.

But now, with the power of his soul, the range of flames he can control is still only about 150 meters.

There is obviously still a big gap between the two and 300 meters range he can reach when he controls the power of flames when he is at its peak.

After all, apart from formally refining the storage bag this time, he refined gold from gold before, which also consumed a lot of his soul power.

After confirming that his storage utensils have been successfully refined, he has no time to even think about how much space it contains!

Extremely tired, he didn't care about the dirtiness of the ground at all, so he just walked on the ground like this, and began to pant heavily.

Of course, with his level of strength, the main reason why he was tired like this just by refining a low-end storage bag was that his soul was already injured.

It also has a lot to do with the fact that he took a lot of detours and wasted a lot of soul power when refining this thing for the first time.

Lying on the dirty ground, more than half an hour passed before Chen Hai regained his breath.

Bouncing off the ground, he patted the dust off his body, walked to a chair a few meters away and sat down.

Taking out the storage pouch that had just been successfully refined, Chen Haiwei closed his eyes, and with the help of the spiritual imprint he left in the storage pouch, he began to sense the space contained in it.

With the guidance of that silk imprint, it is just that one can't breathe.

A strange space with a length of more than one meter and a width and height of about twenty or thirty centimeters appeared in Chen Hai's induction.

"Didn't Hongming say that the storage bags it knows, at least one meter in length, width and height, have at least one cubic meter of space inside?"

"My storage bag, the space contained in it is only so small, what is this? A defective product among defective products?"

A little disappointed in his heart, Chen Hai let out a long sigh.

But when he thought about it, because of his distraction before, a few black spots appeared on the storage bag, and a few wisps of green smoke were also ignited.

Refining the storage pouch, he made such a mistake, yet he managed to refine it.

Thinking of these, Chen Hai's mood immediately improved a lot!

"No matter how defective the storage bag is, it's still a storage bag."

"This kind of magical item with its own space inside is definitely a priceless treasure even for the big powers on Blue Star!"

"Such a treasure is now my private property, and it is under my complete control. What else can I not be satisfied with?"

After muttering in his heart for a while, Chen Hai comforted himself.

With his mood basically calmed down, he found a few books, and finally began to explore how to use the storage bag to collect items!
Holding the storage pouch in one hand and the book in the other.

When he gathered his energy and sensed the space that looked like a rectangular box, he had a thought.

With a 'swipe', the book in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

But Chen Hai himself, after sensing the small space, could clearly see that there was already a book lying in the far right corner in the originally empty space.

After thinking about it, he had a thought, and started to try again, taking out the book directly.

Just in the blink of an eye, the book in the storage space disappeared out of thin air and appeared in the palm of his hand.

Take it in, put it in, Chen Hai had a great time playing.

After getting a little tired of playing, he started to try again, collecting other items in the house.

Tables, chairs, wooden beds, etc., no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't take them in at all.

Small items such as pen holders, ink bottles, and bowls and chopsticks can be stored in the storage bag without any problems.

It seems that due to the limitation of the space in the storage bag, there is no way to put slightly larger things in it!

After confirming this point, Chen Hai began to try to collect living things again.

On the mountain behind the old house, other things are hard to find, but you can still find some small bugs or mountain ants.

Of course, when he went out, he didn't forget that a few corpse transformation talismans fell down, directly turning the mummy left behind by Chen Laohei and Yan Sanpao into nothing.

After several experiments, he has been able to confirm that as long as it is a living thing, no matter how small it is, it is impossible to be stored in the space in the storage bag.

After the original living creature was crushed to death by Chen Hai, if he wanted to store it in the storage bag, it would be a matter of course, and there would be no more problems.

In addition, after his continuous attempts, he also discovered that only when his body touches the storage bag can the other party sense the space contained in it.

In view of this situation, Chen Hai thought about it for a while, and he got a chain, and used this storage bag as a pendant, and directly carried it around his neck.

The storage pouch was pressed against his chest, which seemed to have really touched his body.

He wants to collect something, as long as he takes that thing in his hand, and then thinks about it, that thing will suddenly disappear and appear in the space contained in his storage bag.

In this way, using the storage bag to collect things is more concealed and harder to be noticed.

Even if someone saw the scene where things suddenly disappeared in Chen Hai's hands, they would only think that Chen Hai was just doing magic.

It has to be said that the storage bag is definitely very attractive to any normal person.

Even if Chen Hai, who was very tired, played with this thing and tried its various effects, several hours had passed before he knew it.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that he lay down on the bed in his room and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)