Two treasure maps

Chapter 144 Storage Bag

Deep in the dark and lengthy cave, although the surroundings seemed calm, there was a strange and heavy atmosphere in the air. In fact, there was no substantial danger here. What they saw before them were the scenes in the inner cave that they scanned with their spiritual sense.

The first thing that catches your eye is a tall stone gate. This stone gate seems to have stood here for thousands of years. It has gone through countless years of baptism, but it is still as solid as new, exuding a faint breath of vicissitudes.

The stone gate is tall and heavy, with mottled marks left by the years on its surface, as if every crack contains an ancient story. On both sides of it, there are complex and mysterious runes carved, flashing a faint light, as if telling the origin and secrets of this stone gate.

In front of the stone gate was the scene that Guo Lingli had seen before. There were piles of corpses of countless powerful demon cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, and Taoist cultivators. They had tried every means to find the secret behind the stone gate, but ultimately failed to break through this barrier.

The bodies of these monks still retain the magical powers they had during their lifetime, as if they were still fighting their final battle with the stone gate.

The corpses of hundreds of powerful monks lay there quietly, as if time had stopped.

These monks must have been powerful and influential men in their lifetime, but at this moment, they were blocked outside a stone door, unable to take another step forward.

The stone gate stood there quietly like a silent guardian, and remained motionless no matter how noisy the outside world was. Whenever someone tried to approach it, it would emit an invisible pressure, making people feel awed and afraid to act rashly.

This area is wide and empty, with traces of various battles scattered everywhere, showing the fierce battles that once took place.

Guo Lingli observed these corpses carefully and found that most of their storage bags remained intact and the broken magic weapons also emitted an attractive light. They were obviously precious materials rarely seen in the first and second heavens.

Seeing this, Leng Xing took back the headbands that bound them, put on his treasured natural silk gloves, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What do you think she has the ability to compete with us on our own merits? I take back what I said. Xiao Haozi can also pick up many treasures on his own merits." He turned to the silver mirror, his tone carrying a hint of ridicule.

Yin Jing smiled slightly, with a sincere light shining in his eyes.

"I also take back what I said just now. I promise that if you go up, I will give you a share of the spoils. This is not too much." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gestured to Leng Xing, "Come on! Bring out two more pairs of Tiancan silk gloves. I am also afraid of being infected with corpse poison."

Leng Xing looked at Yin Jing's outstretched hand and felt a little depressed: "Didn't you bring your own?"

Yin Jing, however, looked noble and confident: "I have never been in danger, so how could I know there is such a thing as corpse poison?"

Leng Xing shook his head helplessly, took out two pairs of gloves from the storage bag and handed them to Yin Jing and Guo Lingli.

"Okay, I can lend it to you, but you have to teach Xiao Haozi how to use the storage bag."

Yin Jing took the gloves, with a sly look in his eyes: "No, if you still have these gloves that are impervious to water, fire, and poison, why not give me a pair?"

Leng Xing raised his eyebrows: "Well, her income will come from you?"

Yin Jing waved his hand nonchalantly, "No problem, there's no need to think too much about someone who can't even use a storage bag."

The conversation between Leng Xing and Yin Jing made Guo Lingli feel both surprised and amused.

She nodded gratefully, secretly thanking herself for meeting these two people with very different personalities but kind hearts.

She remembered that in the immortal cultivation novels she had read, the immortal cultivators were always described as deceitful and scheming against each other, but the two people in front of her could remain so open and sincere in the face of interests, which was truly rare.

After Yin Jing took the gloves, he immediately started to sabotage Leng Xing.

"Xiao Haozi, don't listen to what he says as if he's doing it for your own good. In fact, he asked me to teach you because he had bad intentions. I taught you how to use the Qiankun bag, and it's my responsibility to put more or less in it. It has nothing to do with him. He directly linked our interests together. Don't you think he has bad intentions?"

Leng Xing was not angry when he heard this, but just smiled faintly and said: "Yes, I have a price in my mind, and the extra part will come from you. Who let you strangle our last lifeline?"

"Yes, I also have a psychological price. If you take too much, I will charge you more when you go up. If you take less, or give me all, I will work for you for free when you go up."

After putting on the gloves, Yin Jing looked at the storage bags and magical tools next to the corpses of those cultivators.

Guo Lingli listened to the conversation between the two and felt warm in her heart.

She knew that although these two people were harsh in words, they were not the kind of people who would ignore cause and effect for the sake of profit.

She also expressed her attitude on the spot: "Don't worry, no matter what the result is, I will accept it. After all, experience is also a kind of gain for me."

Seeing this, Yin Jing said nothing more and started to check the monks' storage bags and magic tools. He knew that the next time would be very precious, and he had to hurry up to collect these treasures and prepare for the next expedition.

Guo Lingli was faced with a pile of cultivators' relics, but he had no idea how to use these precious storage bags and magical instruments. He could be said to be the first person to return empty-handed after entering a treasure mountain.

Leng Xing had already seen her predicament, so he asked Yin Jing to teach her these basic and important knowledge of cultivating immortals. And he was naturally free to play, he could take as much as he wanted, and he had time to pick and choose.

Yin Jing stepped forward and explained patiently: "Xiao Haozi, the storage bag of a cultivator is a space magic tool that can store a large number of items without increasing the weight. To open it, you need to use your spiritual sense to sense its magic circle, and then activate it in a specific way." As he spoke, he demonstrated to Guo Lingli how to inject his spiritual sense into the storage bag and gently touch the magic circle on it.

Guo Lingli watched Yin Jing's movements intently and tried hard to imitate them.

She carefully probed her spiritual sense into the storage bag and felt a strange fluctuation.

With her efforts, the seal of the storage bag was slowly unlocked, revealing a wide variety of items inside.

"Great, I succeeded!" Guo Lingli shouted excitedly.

Yin Jing smiled and nodded, and continued: "Next, I will teach you how to identify and use magic weapons. Magic weapons are important weapons for cultivators. They each have their own characteristics, and they require the correct method to exert their maximum power."

He picked up a broken magic weapon and showed it to Guo Lingli, saying, "Although this magic weapon is broken, its material and magic array are well preserved. You can stimulate its power by injecting spiritual energy into it."

The silver mirror injected spiritual energy into the magic weapon, and it emitted a faint light, as if it had regained life.

He explained: "This is the power of magic weapons. They can amplify your attack and defense. They are indispensable partners for cultivators."