Yang Xiuming nodded, closed his eyes, opened the page, and teleported back.
But this time, carrying a soul-possessed gourd on my back, I felt extremely heavy.
It took him twice as long as before to return to his body.
He took a deep breath and tried to move. Sure enough, a gourd appeared in front of Yang Xiuming's eyes.
Opening the gourd, he took out the spiritual carbons one by one, crystal clear.
You can really travel through time and space and be transported here!
Yang Xiuming was extremely happy.
I only packed twenty kilograms of spiritual carbon in the Xianqin world. When I got here, I only had fifteen kilograms left, and a quarter of it was lost in time and space.
He carefully wrapped the spiritual carbon in paper, put it in his schoolbag, and then hurried to school.
After the soul-attached gourd takes out the spiritual carbon, it will automatically return to Yang Xiuming's soul.
Yang Xiuming also felt that many items in reality cannot be transported to another world using the soul-attached gourd.
According to what they said, ordinary items do not contain spiritual energy, so they cannot be transferred.
However, it seems that magic objects and battle certificates can be transferred.
Do they contain spiritual energy? The so-called spiritual energy is not the original energy of strange things, right? It's just that the names are different in different worlds?
Amidst this doubt, Yang Xiuming came to the school.
Jiang Si arrived early today, and there were three girls surrounding him, showing off their hospitality to him.
This guy is addicted to women all day long and is hopeless!
Yang Xiuming shook his head, strode over, came to Jiang Si, took out the spiritual carbon, and said:
"Classmate Jiang Si, thank you for helping me, I owe you a favor.
This is Jiahe Lingtan, a specialty of my hometown. We probably don’t have it in the city, so I’ll give it to you to try!”
Jiang Si still looked calm and calm. He smiled at Yang Xiuming and said:
"I'm willing to help you. It's a favor that you don't have to pay back."
"As for spiritual carbon, what haven't my Jiang family seen before?"
Jiang Si took the bag, opened it, sniffed it, and said:
"Hey, that's interesting. What kind of spiritual carbon is this? I've never seen it before."
The other three women around also looked at it. Xiao Yue'er picked up a piece and seemed to examine it carefully.
"Don't tell me, this kind of spiritual carbon is definitely not available on the market. It's very rare."
But Xiao Yue'er's eyes moved and she said again:
"No matter how rare the spiritual carbon is, it is still spiritual carbon.
Carbon only costs ten yuan a pound, so if you add up to fifteen kilograms, that's one hundred and fifty yuan, which is not enough for my fourth brother."
Yang Xiuming smiled as if he didn't hear anything.
The Four Heavenly Kings Zhu Wu, who was standing aside, came over, took a piece of charcoal, and began to examine it.
"This charcoal is very interesting. There is a kind of powerful pressure here, although it is very slight, it seems to be similar to the aura of the holy realm."
The actions of these two guys may seem simple, but they are actually using their extraordinary abilities.
"Sacred Realm? Fourth-level Sanctuary Realm, how is it possible?"
As soon as he said this, he immediately attracted the attention of others. Zhang San, who was like a giant bear, came over, stretched out his hand to grab a handful, and began to examine it.
I held a large handful of charcoal in my hand and when I squeezed it, the charcoal suddenly turned into ashes.
Xiao Yue'er on the side quit and immediately shouted:
"Zhang San, what are you doing? This is not your spiritual carbon!
This belongs to my fourth brother, don't harm things."
Zhang San glanced at Xiao Yue'er and said contemptuously:
"I do! You green tea bitch, do you have the right to speak in front of me?"
As soon as she said this, "green tea bitch", Xiao Yue'er immediately seemed angry.
She stretched out her hand and slapped him in the face.
Xiao Yue'er's movements were so fast that Zhang San didn't even hide away. There was a snap, and everyone was stunned.
Zhang San was furious and looked at Xiao Yue'er.
"You little bitch, little Green Tea, you dare to hit me, I will crush you to death!"
He had awakened and advanced to become a warrior warrior. Infinite power appeared in him, and he wanted to crush Xiao Yue'er to death.
Xiao Yue'er turned pale with fright. At this moment, a hand gently fell down and suppressed Zhang San.
"Zhang San, don't be angry, I apologize to you on behalf of Yue'er."
It was Jiang Si who took action, and Yang Xiuming was shocked.
Zhang San is a heroic warrior who lives as a hero and dies as a ghost hero.
It is at least the fourth level and has infinite power.
But under Jiang Si, one hand held him down.
Yang Xiuming didn't know what level Jiang Si had advanced to, but looking at his current strength, he was at least seventh level!
The two were fighting here, and Zhang San was furious, but his anger gradually dissipated.
He looked at Jiang Si and said: "Okay, okay!"
He backed away slowly, then crushed all the spiritual carbon in his hand into ashes, threw it on the floor, turned around and left, without attending class.
Jiang Sifeng was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
Over there, Xiao Yue'er was supported by someone, her eyebrows were dancing, and she made a face towards the place where Zhang San left.
Yang Xiuming shook his head. He also looked down upon Xiao Yue'er's pretentiousness.
Xiao Yue'er turned to look at Yang Xiuming and said, "This spiritual carbon is considered interest, and your favor has not been repaid!"
Yang Xiuming ignored her, cupped his fists towards Jiang Si, and then returned to his seat.
When Shi Hao saw Yang Xiuming returning, he immediately asked:
"Where did you get this spiritual carbon? Do you still have it?"
Yang Xiuming looked at him and asked, "Do you want it?"
"If you have it, I'll take it.
Don't listen to Xiao Yue'er's nonsense. There is energy in this spiritual carbon. Although it is not much, it is still a rare thing.
Comparing similar items, this spiritual carbon can be sold for about 80 yuan per kilogram."
Yang Xiuming nodded, one pound is eighty, fifteen pounds is one thousand two hundred yuan, which is indeed lighter than the favor he owes Jiang Si.
However, this is just the beginning, and you will take your time later.
The day passed quickly, and at night, this time Yang Xiuming did not leave home to solve the mystery.
I went to bed early, and my soul moved, and I came to the world of Xian Qin.
Although the truth is that, Yang Xiuming still gives it a try.
I put a few steamed buns and some sundries in the gourd.
This gourd's mouth is very small, but it has a strange ability. It can fit items weighing less than twenty kilograms, regardless of size.
Sure enough, when he arrived in the world of Xian Qin, Yang Xiuming found that there was nothing in the gourd.
All those debris are dissipated and drifting away!
"coming?"
"Um!"
"Then let's go!"
Zhang Yue stood up and left the forest farm.
Yang Xiuming suddenly discovered that these two worlds had the same day and night, the same language, and even the same weights and measures.
Why is this? It doesn’t make sense. How could this happen in different worlds?
When Yang Xiuming arrived, Zhang Yue mastered the way of the Night Demon.
"This night assimilation is really useful."
"My strength has improved a lot, at least equivalent to the eighth level of Qi Refining."
"The most important thing is the assimilation of the environment. We can use "The Rhythm of Everything to Control the Will of Heaven". We are invincible."
But outside the forest farm, walking around for most of the night, I still didn't encounter the forest python.
"Well, forest pythons rarely come out in the middle of the night.
You go back, I can only continue to trouble you tomorrow night."
"Okay, I'm one of my own, why are you so polite?"
"By the way, wait a moment."
"My original body knows a set of swordsmanship, and I gradually mastered it. I'll show it to you and see if you can take it with me?"
After saying that, Zhang Yue began to perform a set of sword techniques.
This swordsmanship is peaceful, every move is upright and upright.
Just like a green pine standing proudly, with pride in its body, neutral and peaceful, not afraid of the frost, it remains towering and motionless.
Zhang Yue performed it three times and asked: "Do you remember?"
"Absolutely. What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
""Aosong Holy Flower Sword"!"
Yang Xiuming nodded, as expected he felt the same as himself.
This night was in vain. Yang Xiuming returned. Of course, he couldn't leave in vain. Naturally, he also packed a gourd of spiritual carbon. This chapter has been completed!