Taking out the giant Kun's skin that he carried with him, Chen Hai turned it over and over, pondering it for a long time.
In his impression, the so-called storage bag should be as big as the money bag hung around the waist by ancient people.
Unfortunately, it seems unrealistic to refine the piece of animal skin in his hand into such a storage bag.
"Looking at the size of the giant Kun's skin in my hand, it can only be used as a sachet at most."
"After this thing is successfully refined, it is not suitable to be called a storage bag. I guess it can only be regarded as a storage bag at most!"
"I just hope that the space inside will not be too small, otherwise, the more than 60 million I spent will be a bit of a waste..."
After sighing, Chen Hai sighed with emotion.
The space inside a storage device has little to do with its size.
The stronger the characteristics of space contained in the main material for refining storage utensils, the larger the space contained within them will be after the utensils are successfully refined.
It is indeed true that the skin of the giant Kun contains the characteristics of emptiness.
But this thing is, after all, just a kind of spiritual material that is acquired.
The kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that are naturally nourished by the earth and also contain the characteristics of space are the truly top-quality materials for refining storage utensils.
It's a pity that such a natural treasure is too rare.
Even in the era when Hong Ming was born, such innately high-quality spiritual materials were already hard to find in the world and extremely rare.
Under such a situation, many forces, in order to refine storage devices, can only resort to the next best thing and hunt down ferocious spiritual beasts such as giant kun that contain the characteristics of space.
It is not impossible to use the giant kun skin to refine large-space storage utensils, but the amount of giant kun skin required is definitely not just a little bit.
After all, the emptiness contained in the giant Kun's skin is directly proportional to its size.
The giant Kun skin in Chen Hai's hand is only a little bit big, so forget it. A lot of the spirituality in it has been lost.
If you use such a piece of skin to refine a storage bag, even if it is successfully made, how much space can it have inside?
Regarding this, Chen Hai really had no idea!
But even so, such magical things still have a great attraction for him.
If this were not the case, he would not have spent such a huge price to change his savings from eight figures to seven figures to buy gold to refine fine gold.
Although I was a little upset in my heart, the matter was over, the money had been spent, and the gold purchased had turned into fine gold.
At this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Even if Chen Hai wanted to regret it, he couldn't do it.
"Hong Ming, help me protect the law..." Looking at the Hong Ming knife placed on the chair a few steps away, Chen Hai warned.
He left home and went to his old house to refine storage bags, but under the guise of going back to Kyoto.
Regardless of whether the refining of his storage bag succeeds or fails, he will leave Liuyuan County after the incident and will not return to his home in a short period of time.
He would naturally carry the Hong Ming Dao with him to feel at ease.
It's a pity that Hong Ming is a mother only if she has breasts.
In the absence of blood food offered to it, when Chen Hai called it, it would not pay attention at all, let alone make any response.
He asked Hongming to protect him, just for some comfort.
He casually warned it, but although he didn't get any reply, Chen Hai didn't care.
A ball of hot flames the size of a baby's head was generated out of thin air in front of him, completely enveloping the piece of fine gold.
Immediately afterwards, fine gold threads like spider silk extended out from the flame.
If you want to weave this fine gold thread into a small sachet, you cannot use your hands, you have to use the power of your soul.
Although fine gold is not a true spiritual material, it already has a certain spirituality and can carry some spiritual power.
The fine gold extending out from the flame, driven by the power of Chen Hai's soul, was like a living creature, intertwined and intertwined with each other.
For ordinary people, it takes several days to knit a sweater purely by hand.
It is naturally much more difficult to weave a small sachet out of this fine gold thread, which is as thin as spider silk, than knitting a sweater.
This first step of officially refining the storage bag is purely a grinding effort.
Inadvertently, time flies by.
In the blink of an eye, two days have passed, and it’s past ten o’clock in the evening on the third day.
A few hundred meters away, on the mountain road leading to Chen Hai's old house.
Two black shadows, one high and one high, were walking directly towards this side.
"Old Hei, is the house in front of you the Chen Zhonghua house you mentioned?" The house in front of them was already vivid in their minds. The two of them slowed down a little, and one of them asked.
"Yes, that's right there. This Chen Zhonghua has a college student in his family. He has moved to the county and has become a city dweller!"
"During the Chinese New Year, my family came back and smoked when they met everyone. What do you think Chen Zhonghua smoked? Let me tell you, it was fine white sand that costs ten yuan a pack."
"It seems that their family really made a fortune after going to the city!"
Another person, with a mysterious look, deliberately lowered his voice and responded.
This man is called Chen Laohei, and he is also from Chenjiaping.
The same surname is Chen, but their family is relatively distant from Chen Hai's family, and they don't have much contact with each other on weekdays.
But even so, when he met Chen Zhonghua during the Chinese New Year, he still had a warm look on his face and gave him a stick of fine white sand.
The other person is called Yan Sanpao. He is from a neighboring village and is Chen Laohei's best friend.
During this period of time, the two of them were suffering from the same problem. They both had bad luck and were about to lose their pants playing cards.
While the two of them were chatting with nothing in their pockets, Chen Laohei talked about the affairs of Chen Zhonghua's family.
After knowing that there was no one in this room and that Chen Zhonghua and his family would hardly come back on weekdays, Yan Sanpao rolled his eyes and started to think crookedly.
After hearing that they wanted to try their luck here and see if they could make a little fortune, the two guys hit it off.
"Old Hei, didn't you say that after the New Year, Chen Zhonghua and his family will all go back to the county, and there will be no one in their old house?"
"Look, inside his house, there is a faint light shining through it?"
When they reached a place thirty or forty meters away from the old house, Yan Sanpao, who was walking in front, paused. With a look of surprise on his face, he pointed forward and spoke.
"What a fire? It's almost midnight. How could there be anyone in this place at this time?"
That guy Chen Laohei was also confused and stopped.
During the day, he inadvertently passed by this neighborhood two or three times.
Every time I look here, the door of this old house is always tightly closed.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be anyone in this room at this time.
"Old Hei, what should we do? There is obviously someone in the house, how about we go back?" After hesitating for a while, Yan Sanpao tentatively spoke and suggested.
Come here to make a little fortune, but he was the first to mention it!
On weekdays, he and Lao Hei did a lot of things like sneaking around, climbing over walls and breaking into houses.
The most exaggerated time was when they broke into the house and were discovered by the owner. These two guys, with the murder weapons in their hands, turned from stealing directly into robbing.
But now, seeing Yan Sanpao's appearance, he seemed to be retreating.
“You’re here, you’re already here, and you’re so scared!”
"Who knows what's going on with the light coming out of the house? What if the people inside are traveling with us?"
"Besides, we both have our guys with us. Let's go there first and see what the situation is."
"What's really wrong? Don't be frightened. Just say one word and just do it..."
Chen Laohei had a ruthless look on his face. He just hesitated for a moment. He gritted his teeth and said hello to Yan Sanpao next to him.
Then, he took out the small ax he carried with him, held it in his hand, and strode forward.