Lin San held a delicate little bag in his hand and kept looking back and forth: "This storage bag is quite well made, I don't know what is in it." Thinking of this, Lin San turned his wrist and put it in All the contents of the small bag were dumped on the table.
"Crash," there was a sound, and a lot of things appeared on the table, including spiritual stones, pills, some strange small bottles and two gleaming daggers. Under the spiritual stones, there was also a fire stick. Red bamboo.
"Fire Dragon Bamboo," Lin San's eyes lit up, and he reached out and took the fiery red bamboo in his hand.
The fire dragon bamboo kept trembling in Lin San's hand, and the bamboo body was still emitting a faint red light.
"I didn't expect that I could actually get the Fire Dragon Bamboo," Lin San said in surprise. The last time he competed with Canglong in Qingyue Sect, Lin San had personally experienced the power of the Fire Dragon Bamboo. If it hadn't been for Qin Hanwen who gave it to him A defensive bronze medal, Lin San was probably injured by the Fire Dragon Bamboo a long time ago.
After playing with it for a long time, Lin San put away the Fire Dragon Bamboo, then picked up a few colorful bottles from the table, opened the lids and saw that there were actually some pills inside, some with a fragrant fragrance, some with an overpowering stench, and some with unbearable odor. Colorless and tasteless, Lin San pondered for a moment, then threw a few bottles into the storage ring, and then put away a pile of spiritual stones and two daggers on the table.
In the end there was only one bronze token left on the table.
Lin San picked up the token and took a closer look. He found that both sides of the token were engraved with some simple patterns, and there was a faint hint of fairy spirit.
"Could this be that ancient treasure?" Lin San murmured to himself. This token looked very ordinary. Lin San pondered for a moment and tried to transfer mana into the bronze token.
As Lin San continued to input mana, a faint green light appeared on the surface of the bronze token.
Seeing the reaction to the bronze token, Lin San's face suddenly lit up and he hurriedly increased the amount of mana he delivered.
But the scene that happened next left Lin San completely speechless.
No matter how much mana Lin San sent, the bronze token only emitted a faint green light without any other reaction.
After persisting for a stick of incense, Lin San stopped transmitting mana, exhaled gently, and looked at the bronze token in surprise: "What on earth is this token?" Lin San studied it over and over for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. Knowing the purpose of the token, Lin San had no choice but to put it away first and study it later when he had time.
After pondering for a while, Lin San took out six more pills, five of which were Peiyuan Pills and the other one was Zhuyan Pill.
Lin San glanced at the six pills, and then directly put the Zhuyan Pill into his mouth.
The Zhuyan Dan melted in the mouth, and a faint coolness spread in Lin San's body.
After a while, the coolness in the body slowly disappeared. Lin San looked down and found that his skin was much fairer than before. He took a look in the mirror and found that the wrinkles on his face were also reduced a lot, and he felt special all over his body. It's light and comfortable.
Lin San nodded secretly: "It seems that the effect of this Zhuyan Pill is pretty good." Lin San scanned the five Peiyuan Pills on the table, with a trace of hesitation on his face. He had just taken the Zhuyan Pill, and then took the Peiyuan Pill. Dan, will it produce any adverse side effects?
Lin San thought about it, and finally decided to be cautious. He put away the five Peiyuan Pills and planned to use them in a few days.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lin San took off his shoes and went to bed to rest.
At three o'clock in the morning the next day, Lin San got up from the bed. As soon as he came out of the room, he saw several disciples of the Qingyue Sect gathered together and talking about something with each other.
"Brothers, what are you talking about?" Lin San walked over curiously.
"Oh, it's Junior Brother Lin here. Why, you just woke up," Li Tao greeted Lin San.
"Haha... I slept too late last night... Senior Brother Li, what were you discussing just now," Lin San asked curiously.
"Let's discuss the affairs of the Fire Cloud Sect," Li Tao said crookedly.
Lin San's heart moved: "What is there to discuss about the Huoyun Sect?"
"You may not know yet, but Cang Long from the Fire Cloud Sect disappeared yesterday and his whereabouts are still unknown," Li Tao did not hide anything.
"Missing," Lin San pretended to be surprised and said, "It's so good, how could it be missing?"
"Who knows," Li Tao said with a smile: "That Canglong is arrogant and loves to cause trouble everywhere. Maybe he has been killed by his enemies."
Lin San was shocked: "Senior Brother Li, you can't say this nonsense."
"Haha... I was just joking. You don't have to take it seriously. Okay, it's getting late and I'm going out for shopping." After saying that, Li Tao left the inn in a big way.
The others also dispersed.
Lin San exhaled softly and said secretly in his heart: He must be careful in his actions these days, and he must not let the disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect realize that Cang Long was killed by him.
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In the afternoon, Lin San came to Xicheng District alone and walked into the "Shensuo Shop" with ease.
"Sir, you are here," the waiter who received Lin San the day before yesterday came to greet him.
Lin San nodded: "Is your master back?"
"I'm back. I just came back. Sir, please wait a moment. I'll call my master right now." After saying that, the waiter turned around and walked into the inner room.
Lin San stood in the hall, waiting quietly.
After a while, the waiter came out accompanied by an old man.
"Sir, this is my master," the waiter hurriedly introduced the old man next to him to Lin San.
Lin San looked the old man up and down and found that the old man was actually a master of the middle stage of the Golden Elixir.
"Fellow Taoist, I heard from my disciple that you want me to help you open the lock," the old man's attitude was quite polite.
Lin San nodded: "Yes,"
"Where's the lock? Let me take a look at it," the old man stretched out his hand.
Lin San turned around and looked at the hall: "Can you find a cleaner place to unlock the door?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Follow me to the back room," and then turned around and walked into the back room.
Lin San quickly raised his heels.
The clerk stayed outside to look after the store.
The back room is actually a small bedroom, with two chairs and a table placed by the window.
The old man asked Lin San to sit on a chair and said with a smile: "Can you let me see your lock now?"
Lin San flicked his wrist, and a dark wooden box appeared in his palm. Lin San pointed to the long lock on the wooden box: "This is the lock, can you open it?"
The old man reached out to take the wooden box, took a closer look at the long lock on the box, and suddenly frowned tightly.
"What?" Seeing the old man frowning, Lin San suddenly became nervous.
The old man reached out and touched the long lock: "The shape of this long lock is so strange... Also, the material used to make the long lock is also very special..."