Chapter 9 Storage bag, great harvest!

"You are talking empty words and you still want to deceive me?"

Henry Zhang sneered, and with a slight surge in his abdomen, a fiery red mana spurted out, grazing Yu Zitong's soul and flew over.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Yu Zitong's soul dimmed a bit more, looking extremely weak.

"Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me, Taoist friend, have mercy on me!"

Henry Zhang said coldly: "Hurry up and explain your origins and how you died."

"Otherwise, your soul will be lost!"

Yu Zitong's vitality at this moment was almost gone.

Naturally, I don’t dare to contradict Henry Zhang anymore.

"My name is Yu Zitong, and I am an immortal cultivator from the Yu family in Jingzhou..."

"..."

"The reason why I have fallen to this point is because of Mo Juren, a mortal, who ruined my body..."

"This Mo Juren later threatened me and asked me to help him become an immortal cultivator!"

"He doesn't even look in the mirror. How can a mortal without spiritual roots be qualified to become an immortal?"

When Yu Zitong said this, he was full of arrogance and looked down on Mo Juren.

Henry Zhang also nodded slightly.

If Han Li was not the protagonist in the original work, then the person who succeeded in seizing the body would most likely be Yu Zitong.

"However, thanks to the rescue from fellow Taoists, I was able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

Henry Zhang smiled slightly: "Since you want to thank me, then fellow Taoist should tell me the place where you died."

"When I verify the authenticity, I will give an explanation to fellow Taoists!"

"That's easy to say."

Yu Zitong did not hesitate and immediately told the location of his death.

"Fellow Taoist, you didn't lie to me!"

Henry Zhang shook his head slightly, obviously not believing it.

This Yu Zitong speaks half truths and half lies, whoever believes him will be a fool.

Immediately, Zhang Xuan's bent fingers flicked slightly, and a ray of magic fell on Yu Zitong again.

"Have mercy...ah! ah!"

Yu Zitong's spirit was like a fly scurrying here and there, but there was still smoke coming out.

"Fellow Taoist, spare your life, I say, I say..."

Yu Zitong immediately told another place where he died.

"Fellow Taoist, what I said this time is true. I just deceived fellow Taoist mainly because I couldn't bear to..."

"In the storage bag on my body, there is a century-old red spirit flower."

"This Red Spirit Flower is a treasure that can allow cultivators below the ninth level of Qi Refining to break through one or two small realms. It is extremely precious!"

Henry Zhang shook his head slightly in his heart.

This Yu Zitong won’t shed tears until he sees the coffin!

He summoned up his magic power again, as if he wanted to kill Yu Zitong.

"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, I am willing to take the inner demon oath, and everything I say is true."

Seeing that Zhang Xuan still couldn't do it, Yu Zitong immediately made a vow.

This time, Henry Zhang finally believed it.

After all, the Inner Demon Oath is still very powerful in the world of immortality.

Anyone who violates this will suffer a miserable death.

Moreover, Henry Zhang, who has read the original work, also understands that this thing is related to a Taoist ancestor in the true immortal world...

Now that he got what he wanted, Henry Zhang was too lazy to waste time anymore.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves and a fireball the size of a fist flew out.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball landed on Yu Zitong's soul.

"Ah! Why!"

Yu Zitong screamed miserably, and his soul was burned away by the fireball containing mana.

After dealing with Yu Zitong, Zhang Xuan waved his sleeves and robe and immediately returned to his small attic.

Today, I released several fireball spells in succession, and then used the wind control spell in succession, and my mana was already less than nine levels.

To be on the safe side, it’s better to meditate for a good night first.

After all the mana is restored, go look for Yu Zitong's storage bag!

…

The next day.

When the rising sun rises to the east, its path is also bright.

Henry Zhang faced the morning dew and ran through the mountains.

Every time he takes a step, he can float dozens of feet away.

In less than half an hour, Henry Zhang ran eight to nine hundred miles and reached the border of Jingzhou.

It's deserted here.

There are towering trees everywhere, looking like a primeval forest.

Henry Zhang stopped and looked around.

This is where Yu Zitong said he died.

He amplified his five senses and carefully observed every piece of land.

It is really not easy to find a corpse in this vast mountain.

Even if Henry Zhang is a cultivator, it will not be easy.

After searching for half an hour, he found a white skeleton in a valley.

"This should be Yu Zitong's body!"

"They have been dead for several years, so it is normal for them to turn into bones!"

"If you don't become an immortal and gain enlightenment, it will be vain!"

Henry Zhang stared at the white bones on the ground, thinking of the memory of sudden death in his previous life, and sighed in his heart.

Shaking his head and throwing these thoughts behind his mind, he pinched the magic formula in his hand.

Exorcism!

After rummaging through the bones, he quickly found a dusty bag.

"Found it!"

Henry Zhang was overjoyed and immediately took the bag into his hands.

As soon as mana was injected into it, the bag immediately responded.

This storage bag has an internal space of about one foot!

With a smile on his face, Henry Zhang extended his spiritual thoughts and began to explore.

There are several things inside the storage bag.

Little cyan sword!

Red spirit flower!

Twelve spiritual stones with different properties!

A complete guide to the basics of cultivating immortality!

A basic talisman!

Two stacks of talisman paper!

A talisman pen!

Some monster blood!

Finally, some mundane gold and silver, a change of clothes and the like.
To be continued...