Chapter 15 Sudden murder
After sighing with emotion, Song Jie put away the attribute panel.
Getting ready to clear away the dishes on the table.
Suddenly, a black shadow flew in from the half-open window and landed on the wooden table.
Before Song Jie could take a closer look, a voice floated into his ears.
“Fellow Taoist, help me keep this for two days, and I will thank you very much then.
“Also, remember not to open the storage bag, otherwise you will be killed.”
“Fuck!”
Song Jie’s heart suddenly tightened.
I was eating at home, but no matter how well I behaved, a murderous disaster came to my door…
Do I have the trouble-making physique of the novel’s protagonist? Unable to help but complain, Song Jie turned his attention to a black cloth bag with gold thread on the table.
“Is this the rumored storage bag?”
Song Jie hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked it up.
The touch is smooth and warm, as if caressing a wisp of flowing clouds.
After looking at it for a long time, Song Jie couldn’t tell what kind of material the storage bag was made of.
It looks like cloth, but is not cloth.
As far as he knew, the storage bag itself was a rare treasure.
Involves the use of space.
Without a certain family background, it is almost impossible for ordinary monks in the Qi refining stage to afford it.
Even the cheapest storage bag is said to require at least one spiritual crystal.
And one piece of spiritual crystal is equivalent to ten thousand spiritual stones.
Anyway, Song Jie never thought that he could own a storage bag.
At least I didn’t have this idea before Foundation Establishment.
Looking at the storage bag in his hand, Song Jie was caught in a dilemma for a moment.
It is definitely impossible to open it.
As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat;
Song Jie still wanted to live longer and didn’t want to know what was in the storage bag.
Taking it as your own is even more impossible.
The mysterious man who left the storage bag must have a higher level of cultivation than himself.
Since the other party left the storage bag to him for safekeeping so confidently, there must be a way to track the location of the storage bag.
So the idea of running away with a storage bag was suppressed by Song Jie as soon as it came up.
If you throw away the storage bag, what will you do if the mysterious man comes to your door in two days?
Although he was holding a rare treasure, Song Jie felt like he was holding a hot potato.
Holding this storage bag of unknown origin in his hand, he was worried that he would be involved in a dangerous whirlpool inexplicably.
After thinking about it, Song Jie discovered.
It seemed that there was no other way but to keep the storage bag safe for the mysterious man.
I can only hope that the mysterious person has no ill intentions towards me and that I can spend these two days unharmed.
As for the huge thank you promised by the mysterious man, Song Jie didn’t dare to expect anything extravagantly. He just wanted to silence himself without killing him.
“Wait, it’s not completely impossible.”
An idea flashed in Song Jie’s mind.
“I can just throw the storage bag here and run away.
“It’s just that if this happens, I have to give up my current identity and the life I have finally stabilized.”
He sighed leisurely.
Song Jie was not in a hurry to make a decision right away.
After all, this is a world of cultivating immortals, and there are too many great powers that he cannot understand at present.
He couldn’t guarantee whether the mysterious man had also marked him.
With his current level of Qi Refining Stage 2, he couldn’t find out anything at all.
“In the final analysis, I am still too weak.”
Song Jie shook his head.
This was the first time that he felt deeply helpless because of his weakness.
After taking a few deep breaths, Song Jie’s eyes gradually became firm.
“I want to become stronger!” So strong that I don’t have to be afraid of anyone! “
After secretly making up his mind, Song Jie quickly cleaned up the dishes.
Then I didn’t even take a shower, I just sat cross-legged on the bed and started tonight’s practice.
……
Early the next morning, Song Jie followed the same rhythm as before.
First, practice Yiyang Finger and Dragon Claw Hand until the spiritual power is exhausted.
After regaining some energy, he started refining the elixir again.
Don’t practice hard today to improve your strength.
Tomorrow there may be fish on the table.
Soon, two days passed.
In the end, Song Jie did not choose to throw down the storage bag and run away by himself.
From the voice transmission left by the mysterious man, Song Jie did not feel a trace of malice.
Moreover, with the opponent’s dragon’s strength, it has neither the head nor the tail.
If he wanted to kill himself, it would probably be just a matter of convenience.
Since the other party didn’t kill him two days ago, he probably didn’t intend to kill him.
Otherwise, the storage bag will not be entrusted to yourself for safekeeping.
There will be no promise of a big thank you afterwards.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Song Jie believed that he was safe for the time being.
At least the mysterious man shouldn’t be harmful to him.
To be precise, he was disdainful of being disadvantageous to himself, a young monk on the second level of his Qi refining stage.
After another night of practice, Song Jie felt that his cultivation had improved again.
Although the speed of improvement in cultivation is very slow, it is indeed improving slowly.
“The cultivation speed of these five-attribute spiritual roots is too slow. It would be better if it were a single-attribute spiritual root.”
Song Jie smiled bitterly and shook his head.
If this body had a single-attribute spiritual root, he should be practicing within the sect now.
Instead of struggling as a casual cultivator in Xinyuefang City.
After all, single-attribute spiritual roots are recognized as the fastest spiritual roots in the cultivation world.
For every additional spiritual root attribute, the cultivation speed will be doubled.
Spending the same cultivation resources, monks with a single attribute spiritual root will break through the realm faster.
Therefore, no sect would reject a monk with a single attribute spiritual root.
As for the monks with five-attribute spiritual roots, very few can break through to the foundation-building stage.
Unless you don’t hesitate to spend a lot of money, throw in all kinds of resources, and feed in life-extending pills.
Only then can one break through to the foundation building stage before his life span is exhausted.
Even if the foundation is built by luck, longevity will also increase significantly.
The subsequent formation of pills is even more difficult, and requires countless resources.
Therefore, the five-attribute spiritual root is recognized as the most cost-effective spiritual root in the world of immortality.
It was even given the title of “none” attribute spiritual root.
Song Jie thought for a while and laughed at himself.
“No, it should be lucky that this body has five attribute spiritual roots.”
If this body did not have five attribute spiritual roots, the original owner would not have become a casual cultivator.
Not to mention that he would not die suddenly in his sleep due to overwork due to high-intensity alchemy.
He would not have the chance to travel to this world.
Maybe I took the wrong medicine and “ascended” directly to heaven.
After spitting out a few more mouthfuls, Song Jie got up and washed himself.
Then he came to the open space in front of the house and started today’s spell practice.
According to what the mysterious man said, he should come to me today and ask for the storage bag.
Naturally, it was impossible for Song Jie to do nothing and just wait in the house.
When you need to practice, you should practice. When you need to practice magic, you should practice magic.
In line with the mentality that it is a blessing, not a curse, and a curse cannot be avoided, Song Jie is now as stable as an old dog.
Half an hour later, I felt that the spiritual power in my body had bottomed out and I could no longer shoot out even one Yang Finger.
Song Jie immediately stopped practicing, wiped the big beads of sweat on his forehead, and prepared to go back to the house to make elixirs.
As soon as he stepped into the house with his right foot, his heart suddenly tightened and his whole body froze in place, as if time had frozen.
“Here we come!” Song Jie smiled bitterly in his heart.
Then he looked warily at the figure sitting on the chair beside the wooden table in the room.
(End of chapter)