Oh, you can actually make requests?! This old man is really nice. If you have a chance in the future, you will definitely repay him well...

Dongfang Yun's heart turned several times, but he also knew that contentment is the most valuable thing in a person, and this request cannot be excessive. After thinking about it, his eyes were fixed on the old man's sleeves that could be covered with a three-color gauze cover, a long-lost "shy"

A smile appeared on his face, and he said sheepishly: "You...that sleeve of yours is so magical, it seems like it can hold things."

The old man opened his mouth wide, then smiled bitterly and said: "You are very smart. If you can cultivate immortality, you will definitely be a great master in the future. This sleeve of mine is a Qiankun bag. Practitioners all have a Qiankun bag to hold magical instruments and sundries.

, for the sake of convenience, I installed it on my sleeve." As he said that, he waved his sleeve, and a small pocket appeared in his hand, with a short rope tied to the mouth. Everything looked ordinary, no more than an ordinary money bag.

Both. Looking at the small bag in his hand, the old man said with some pain on his face: "This Qiankun bag was originally prepared for my future disciples, and the space inside is really not small. But today, I accepted three disciples at once, but this Qiankun bag is...

It’s not enough. Since you want it, and I don’t have time to practice it again now, I might as well... simply give it to you, and when I return to the mountains, I will practice it again for the three of them."

Dongfang Yun happily took the Qiankun bag from the old man's hand. He put his spiritual consciousness into the bag without any knowledge. He felt that the space inside was as big as a basketball court. When he looked up, he found that even though the old man in white robe offered his hand, he was still eager.

Looking at the Qiankun Bag in his hand, with a look of pain on his face, he knew that this Qiankun Bag was indeed the best of its kind. When he was happy, he immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Thank you Immortal Master for the gift, I will never forget Immortal Master in my life."

Such great kindness!”

Seeing Dongfang Yun quickly putting the Qiankun bag in his arms for fear that he would take it back, the old man grinned, sighed helplessly, and said: "If you have anything else to say, hurry up, we have to rush back to the mountain gate.

.”

Seeing that the old man had no intention of taking back the Qiankun Bag, Dongfang Yun chuckled, turned to An Qing'er, Granny Wuyou, and Holbo with a smile and said: "This immortal master is so generous and kind, he will definitely not treat me badly in the future.

You guys, you have met a good master, but it’s a pity that I don’t have this fate! You must cherish this hard-won opportunity and be filial to your master!”

Holbo said angrily: "We all know this! There's no need for you to tell us! You'd better tell us about our future gatherings!"

"There's nothing to say. I will live in Wuyou Valley most of the time after I go out. The venue of the party will naturally be in Wuyou Valley. As for the time, it only happens once in a hundred years." Dongfang Yun has obviously thought about it.

Next are some unnutritious words. Please take care of each other and be careful. See you later...

Watching the white-robed old man roll up the three of them and fly away, Dongfang Yun put away his smile and sighed sadly. As if his strength had just been exhausted, he sat down on the ground and looked into the distance with unfocused pupils.

The feeling is like knocking over a condiment bottle on the ground, with mixed flavors.

Since traveling to this world, he has achieved what he pursued in the first half of his life, but the pursuit in the second half of his life has just begun and has already died. This is really unacceptable to him for a while.

"Yes, there is also spiritual power that can be cultivated. In the previous life, the Buddhists just regarded the physical body as a boat to cross the river. What they cultivated was not the essence and spirit, but the spiritual power to condense the golden body of relics.

Fly to the mythical and legendary Western Buddha Realm." Dongfang Yun shouted and jumped up from the ground. He was almost crazy with joy after finally finding the direction of cultivating immortality. Unfortunately, no one here shared his happiness, only him.

A person yelling is no different from a mentally ill person.

It turns out that mentally ill people and normal people are interchangeable!

After finally venting the excitement in his heart, Dongfang Yun quickly got stuck again: "I...I just heard that the Buddhists practice spiritual power and condense the golden body of relics, but this spiritual power is ethereal, how to practice it?

??It doesn’t have the meridians and true energy to circulate and adjust the breath... Is it possible that it can just sit there and keep chanting Amitabha..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, his cheeks stiffened, Dongfang Yun's eyes twitched, and finally he could only express his inner indignation by saying "Abominable"!

"Forget it, now that we have a direction, there is always a way to think of it. These techniques are all created by people. Since the ancestors can create the techniques to cultivate immortals and become gods, then why can't I." Dongfang Yun is very optimistic.

He took out the Qiankun bag from his pocket, weighed it and said, "Besides, I also have the Qinglong Jue here that I can learn from. It will definitely not trouble me."

After cheering himself up, Dongfang Yun finally mustered up his confidence and found his way in to the mortal world.

Creating skills requires rich experience and a quiet environment. This world of cultivation is too dangerous. Without certain strength and no sect to support and protect him, he, a boy who is in the early stage of Qi Qi, has no way to survive. If he wants to break into the world of cultivation,

Let’s first go to the mortal world and create the technique.

"The demon cultivators and demon cultivators are the best at playing tricks on all sentient beings. When it comes to separating the soul from the body and seducing the soul, no one should be able to match them. They must have many methods related to spiritual power. If I can seize some

Through the cultivation methods of demon cultivators, we may be able to find some cultivation routes for spiritual power."

While walking on the rugged and difficult mountain road, Dongfang Yun was pondering over the exercises in his mind. Suddenly, he thought of the above in a rather whimsical way.

He then shook his head, laughed and laughed at himself: "With my current skills, I need strength but not strength, and I need magical weapons but not magic weapons. Even if I meet a devil and goblin who is in the same initial stage of Qi induction as me, I'm afraid I won't be a match.

How dare you have such delusions!"

I don’t know whether to say it was God’s wish or a nightmare coming true. As soon as Dongfang Yun thought of Cao Cao, Cao Cao appeared.

But on the top of a hundred-foot hill in front of me, a ray of black light rushed down, and an arrogant voice sounded in the world at the same time: "Hahahaha, I wanted to come to the edge of the practice world and wait for some mortals to enter the mountain so that I can collect their souls.
Chapter completed!