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Chapter 45 Storage Bags

The more I thought about it, the more I had this possibility, but unfortunately he had no evidence. Although he suspected that Du Kong was secretly making trouble, he could not sue him without any evidence.

What's more, the other party is born in the Immortal Cultivation World, no matter how hard the other party is, he is born in the Immortal Cultivation Family. Even if there is evidence, the Immortal Clan will not make decisions for the poor family who are born in poverty, and will in vainly bring shame to himself, and will also alarm the snake.

The thoughts in his mind turned around, Qin Yan had calmed down again. For the time being, he could not do anything to him, but this guy would definitely not be able to help himself, for fear that he would be hidden behind the scenes. Once this guy jumped to the front desk, he would always be caught by himself.

Then...

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

As he thought about it, Qin Yan had come to Ouyang Chun, and the other party had just swallowed his last breath, but his eyes were bulging and he was dying with his eyes open.

Perhaps he would not believe it until his death, and his dignified young master of the Ouyang family buried his bones here.

Qin Yan sighed. In fact, there was not such a deep hatred between the two. Even though he used disgraceful means to seize the quota for the spiritual enlightenment, this was the rule of the immortal world. After Qin Yan experienced the initial annoyance, he did not entangle the matter in his heart.

What he thought was just how to make up for it and regain the recognition of the Immortal Sect in adversity. As for being angry with this young master... Please, in Qin Yan's opinion, that was 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. Qin Yan can think that nothing has happened, but people are not in a good mood. This guy clearly took advantage of it, but he still looked like he was very bitter and revenge, and wanted to step on himself.

After repeated actions, since he did not know how to live or die, Qin Yan naturally had no need to show mercy, so he had the result now.

He asked for a word.

So Qin Yan naturally would not feel any guilt. Even if the other party died with his eyes closed, there was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth. He squatted down and groped on the other party. Soon, he found a small pocket in the other party's arms.

It looks inconspicuous at first glance, but when you look closely, it is made of an unknown silk thread, which is very light in your hand, as if nothing is there.

"What's this?"

Qin Yan was a little confused at first, then his eyes lit up. He thought of a miscellaneous book he had read before, which read that the magic of immortals was magical, and as a land god, the immortal cultivator had all kinds of amazing treasures on his body.

These treasures are usually kept in a small bag. Although the pocket is small, it has a universe inside and can accommodate everything.

"Is this the legendary storage bag?"

Qin Yan's eyes lit up.

This is an unexpected gain!

He was born into a poor family and was already poor. When he was practicing these days, he realized that the importance of wealth and partner Dharma was the most important thing. He wanted to earn resources, but he had no way to do so. He never thought that he would unintentionally destroy this annoying guy, but accidentally made a fortune.

My mood suddenly improved, but Qin Yan did not open the storage bag here to check.

Things are priorities. Although the back mountain is remote, it is still too close to the main steward. Although it is the Spring Festival and there are winds and snows outside, people should stay in a warm residence for their feelings and reason, but there is no big mistake to be careful.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Yan no longer delayed. He looked around. The battle just now affected many trees, and the dead branches and leaves were sprinkled everywhere. Qin Yan collected them, piled them into a pile of firewood, and then threw the other party's body on it and ignited the fire.

Crackling...

Although the wind and snow were everywhere, they could not stop the raging fire. The fire reflected Qin Yan's face, and a hint of regret flashed across his face.

Too troublesome!

If you know the five elements spell, even the simplest fire bomb, you can turn the opponent's corpse into gray smoke with just one finger.

There is no need to go through such a lot of trouble.

Although "Baiqin Xuanyi Gong" is extremely mysterious and gives him strong combat power, it has to be said that it is still a bit single. Qin Yan still yearns for orthodox immortal techniques.

Shake your head, don’t think so much now, people are worthy of contentment.

He threw some firewood into the fire again.

Soon, Ouyang Chun's body completely turned into ashes.

Qin Yan nodded and was satisfied. Although the other party was different from the past and was opened by the Immortal Sect, the Ouyang family no longer recognized him as the young master. They were as anxious as a dog that was a broken family. They died after death.

But that's it, the world of immortal cultivation is full of dangers, and the relationship between the immortal cultivation family and sect is even more like an old tree. It is difficult to say clearly in a word. It is safer to see the body disappearing from the earth than someone discovers his body.

Although I have made rapid progress, my strength is still too weak after all, so I naturally need to be more careful in everything.

Qin Yan then erased some traces of fighting and made some arrangements, at least not to make people suspect him. Then he rushed forward and found the familiar boy behind a stone in the distance.

Li Xiaoshan's eyes were closed, but his breathing was very symmetrical, and it did not look like he was poisoned. According to the other party, he did not need help. After twelve hours, he would wake up.

Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He still valued his only friend in the Immortal Sect. Seeing that he was safe, he felt relieved, so he took him back.

I did not encounter any twists and turns along the way. On New Year's Eve, most of them were relaxed except for a few ascetics. In addition, the weather outside was bad, so no one would come out to walk around if it was okay.

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

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

"Brother, sister-in-law."

Qin Yan couldn't help but think of his relatives far away, but then shook his head. They should be doing well now with the care of the city lord and Mr. Wei. It is useless to think too much now, and working hard to practice 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 he was slightly excited and excited. Ouyang Chun was a waste, and later he did become a betrayal dog, but after all, he was the young master of the Immortal Cultivation Family, and his wealth was quite worth looking forward to.

He wanted to open the storage bag, but encountered a layer of barrier. Qin Yan was not surprised. This must be the legendary soul mark.

As the name suggests, it is a monk who uses special techniques to brand a mark with a recognition effect on the treasure, with the purpose of preventing his own personal belongings from falling into the hands of others.
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