It is the darkest time before dawn, and large tracts of snowflakes are flying to the earth.
This is not the first snow since the beginning of winter this year.
But this snowfall was extremely heavy.
A thin layer soon accumulated in the yard.
Wang Chen brought the body of the man in black back to the house and started touching the body by the light of the bedroom.
The man in black did not carry any magic weapon, only a storage bag hanging on his waist.
For this storage bag with a capacity of five feet square, Wang Chen bought fifteen pieces of lower spirits and some broken spirits, three bottles of elixirs, nine spells, a dagger and a crane-shaped pot.
Wang Chen was speechless.
He also has a similar crane-shaped pot, which is the fairy pot he got from killing a traveling merchant!
This kind of robbing thing was of no use to Wang Chen, and he couldn't sell it, so he kept throwing it in the storage bag at the bottom of the box.
Unexpectedly, I got another one.
Moreover, among the three bottles of elixir, one was a zombie powder that he was also very familiar with!
Plus evil talismans, armor and horse talismans, rebirth talismans...
Wang Chen seriously suspected that this guy was from the same family as the traveling businessman he killed.
The same poor bandit!
However, there is no such thing as the poorest, only poorer.
The burly man who was killed by his Fire Crow Technique at the door didn't even have a storage bag!
The weapons in his hands are just ordinary items.
Not only that, Wang Chen also failed to gain any heavenly power from the other party.
This is very interesting.
Killing someone is the only way Wang Chen knows so far to obtain heavenly power.
Previously, he had never been able to figure out the reason why the Heavenly Skill Points he received were not the same.
I get it now.
Tonight, Wang Chen killed three people in a row, and two messages were displayed in his vision.
7 points and 5 points of heavenly power correspond to the middle-aged monk and the man in black respectively.
Before taking action, Wang Chen used his spiritual eye technique to investigate. One of them was at the seventh level of Qi training, and the other was at the fifth level of Qi training!
Then if he doesn't understand, he really needs to recharge his IQ.
Killing monks can lead to heavenly merit, and the number of points is determined by the realm level of the person killed.
The seventh level of Qi training is 7 points, and the fifth level is 5 points!
As for the burly and strong man, he is not a monk at all.
Therefore, Wang Chen's killing was in vain, and there was no merit at all.
Such rules made Wang Chen feel the strong malice coming from the Immortal Cultivation Panel.
Malice directed at monks!
Do you want heavenly power?
Then go kill the immortal cultivators. The more you kill, the more you will get!
It's simply tempting to commit crime.
But Wang Chen has a clear conscience.
He has killed six people so far, including five qi-training monks.
All are self-defense counterattacks.
And even if you understand the rules of Tiangong.
In the future, Wang Chen will never deliberately kill innocent people for the sake of heavenly merit!
When a true man behaves, he should do what he should not do and what he must do.
If you don’t even have the bottom line of being a human being, then what kind of immortality can you cultivate and what kind of Tao can you achieve?
It’s just a demon!
Of course, we should be as ruthless towards our enemies as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves!!
Neither the man in black nor the burly man got any decent results.
So Wang Chen placed his last hope on the middle-aged monk.
In the end, he actually opened a big package!
The first is a long sword.
Since the middle-aged monk was killed by Wang Chen's ultimate move in a very short period of time, the sword he was holding had no time to unsheath, and he was already dead.
When Wang Chen took the sword in his hand and pulled it out, he was almost dazzled by the sword light!
The sword is about three feet long and simple in shape.
The blade of the sword is extremely sharp with cold light, and the straight sword body is like a pool of clear water, faintly revealing the aura of mana fluctuations.
There are also two seal characters "Autumn Water" engraved on the sword grid.
Autumn Water Sword!
This is the highest quality magical sword that Wang Chen has ever seen.
At least it’s the first level of top grade!
To be honest, Wang Chen couldn't help but break into a cold sweat after seeing the true appearance of this long sword.
A first-level high-grade magic sword is worth at least several hundred or even thousands of spiritual stones.
And the middle-aged monk holding the sword is a high-level Qi practitioner, so he must be quite accomplished in swordsmanship, otherwise it would be impossible to show off with such a good sword, right?
Maybe he is also a swordsman!
Sword cultivators are extremely capable in combat and can often crush cultivators of the same level.
If Wang Chen hadn't been caught off guard, he would have taken advantage of the right time and place and suddenly executed his killing move, quickly ending the battle.
It’s hard to say who will win!
Of course, this assumption makes no sense. Victory is victory, and it is impossible to go back in time and do it again.
In the middle-aged monk's storage bag, Wang Chen dug out more than two hundred spirits, five bottles of elixirs, dozens of talismans, hundreds of kilograms of spirit rice and monster meat.
And a copper bell the size of a palm.
Make a fortune!
It is true that a horse cannot fatten without night grass and a man cannot become rich without windfall.
This bag opened so wide that Wang Chen almost laughed like a dog!
Not to mention anything else, the volume of this storage bag itself reaches three feet square.
The value of storage bags is measured by volume. The first storage bag he used was only three feet square, and later he changed it to one that was only one foot square.
Now this one is three feet square, it’s like replacing a shotgun with a cannon!
Wang Chen checked it carefully and found no hidden marks or restrictions on the storage bag.
The style is also standard, so you can use it with confidence.
When Wang Chen was digging an underground fortress, the most troublesome thing was transporting the soil.
The capacity of the storage bag is too small, so you need to go up and down frequently, otherwise it would be finished long ago.
Wang Chen must keep this storage bag for his own use!
A first-class magic sword, more than two hundred spiritual stones, elixirs, talismans, spiritual rice and animal meat, plus a large storage bag.
There is also a copper bell whose origin is unknown, but it looks like a magical weapon.
He earned at least two thousand spiritual stones from this one!
Think about all the savings of seven pieces of spirit and thirty-nine broken spirits in the tattered storage bag when I first traveled through time.
Wang Chen felt like he was dreaming.
I'm glad that he didn't delay his business.
Putting the three corpses together, Wang Chen poured corpse powder on each to dissolve them all.
He then threw the clothes and other sundries found in the two storage bags on top, and used a fire crow technique to burn them cleanly.
"Ashes return to ashes, soil returns to earth, dead souls return to thick soil..."
Dots of spiritual light dance like fireflies, and a talisman of death disappears silently, transcending the souls of the deceased.
Wang Chen then took two shots of evil-proof charms in succession to cleanse away any remaining souls that might exist in the room.
If an intelligent being dies with great resentment and is not rescued in time, the dead or remnant soul may linger in the human world.
As time goes by, there is a high probability that it will transform into an evil spirit!
Therefore these procedures are necessary.
After everything was cleaned up, Wang Chen immediately returned underground through the secret passage in the spiritual field.
Seeing that he came back safely, Wei Lian breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Chen smiled and said, "It's okay."
"Um."
Wei Lian nodded obediently.
She was smart and saw that Wang Chen had no intention of explaining, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Save Wang Chen some trouble.
Back in his room, Wang Chen took out the copper bell.
