The sound of the wind got louder and louder, and Chen Jinyuan felt that he was getting closer and closer to the goal, so he became more and more cautious, and his steps became slower and slower. The strong wind blew Chen Jinyuan almost unable to maintain his balance, until he almost reached the cave.
In the very middle, the source of the wind sound appeared in Chen Jinyuan's consciousness.
"Uh..., what is this?" Chen Jinyuan was stunned by what he saw in front of him, or should be said to be stunned. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
In the center of the cave, an earth-colored rag bag hung. One end of the bag was wide open, and the strong wind and fog bulged out from the mouth of the bag.
The bag was blown up, and streams of white mist poured out of it endlessly, like water from a long river. The whistling wind shook Chen Jinyuan's eardrums to the point of bursting.
Chen Jinyuan swallowed. Looking at this bag, which looked worse than the rice bag at home, his heart suddenly became confused. Is this a treasure?
No matter what it is, if this thing can swallow clouds and spit out mist, it must not be a mortal thing. And there are no other people here, and there are no spiritual beasts to protect it, so it is a helpless thing, so it is better to get it.
Jumping up, Chen Jinyuan braved the strong wind and grabbed the opening of the bag. There was an apricot-yellow rope on the opening of the bag. He pulled the rope hard and the opening of the bag immediately tightened.
The strong wind stopped, and no thick fog came out of the mouth of the bag. The bag bulged for a while, then flattened down and fell into Chen Jinyuan's hands.
Chen Jinyuan saw that he was hunting, so he opened the bag and took a look. It was really similar to the hessian bags used by ordinary people to carry rice. In the center, there was a big word "Fog" embroidered with thin apricot thread. Turn over the back.
Take a look. There is also a row of small characters, "Buwu Langjun".
"Buguro-kun?"
Chen Jinyuan was stunned. Tuiyun Boy, Buwu Langjun, Feng Po Yushi, Thunder God and Lightning Mother, these are all great gods in Chinese mythology, and Buwu Langjun and Tuiyun Boy are specialized in the duties of cloud and mist. Could it be that these skinned
Is the pocket a legacy of this great god?
After thinking about it carefully, even great gods like Erlang Shen have deeds spread in the three blessed places. I wonder if Buwu Langjun is also a martial arts master in ancient times. No matter who this thing belongs to, you just need to know that it is now
Just your own.
He bit his middle finger and dropped a few drops of blood on the bag. The blood was quickly absorbed by the bag. Hurry up and realize that this bag is indeed an ownerless thing, and a connection with Chen Jinyuan soon developed.
Chen Jinyuan thought with a thought as he succeeded in identifying the owner by dripping blood. The mist immediately shrank a lot and turned into the size of a palm, like a purse, but it looked much better than the dilapidated appearance when it became bigger.
Throwing the bag into the air, the mouth of the bag suddenly opened under the influence of my mind. The leather bag suddenly bulged, the sound of wind blew through my ears, and strong wind and fog started again.
"Haha, unexpected wealth, unexpected wealth!" Chen Jinyuan laughed loudly and put the mist bag into his Dantian to nourish it. He sighed in his heart that good people are rewarded. If he hadn't eliminated harm to the people recently, how could he be like this?
Good luck getting such a treasure.
The haze in my heart from the battle with the unscrupulous Sanren just disappeared in an instant. I found some clothes from the space and put them on. I turned around and used an escape technique to get into the soil.
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Outside the cave.
A head popped up from under the ground, it was Chen Jinyuan.
Hu Yuer hurriedly asked, "Why so fast? Master, what did you take?"
"Is it possible that there is really a treasure in this cave?" Niu Geng also looked curious.
"Of course it's a good thing!" Chen Jinyuan smiled mysteriously, took out the fog bag and threw it into the air.
The mouth of the bag opened and suddenly became larger. Chen Jinyuan thought, and the bag bulged loudly. The surrounding fog gathered crazily towards the fog bag, as if there was a wild beast hiding behind the thick fog.
Breathing in the mist from the mountain vigorously.
Not long after, the fog on Yunjie Mountain slowly became thinner. Chen Jinyuan's thoughts moved again and he waved to the fog bag, which immediately flew back to Chen Jinyuan's hand.
"It turns out that the thick fog on this mountain is caused by this thing!" Niu Geng smacked his mouth and looked at the fog bag in Chen Jinyuan's hand with some joy.
Chen Jinyuan nodded, "I didn't expect that such a weird mist could actually be a torn bag causing trouble!"
"It's just that the price is a bit different, and it doesn't quite match you, Master!" Hu Yu'er said.
Looking down, the fog bag was indeed a bit ugly. Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, the key is that it's practical!"
"Someone is coming!" Hu Yu'er was about to say something, but suddenly became alert.
At this moment, the fog on the mountain has become much thinner. With the naked eye, you can barely see three figures approaching more than two hundred meters away.
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"Uh...Brother Chen!"
More than fifty meters away from Chen Jinyuan, Tang Wanru stopped and looked at Hu Yu'er and Niu Geng next to Chen Jinyuan with great vigilance. She seemed to be thinking about which of the two was the unscrupulous person, because she could feel it.
The strength of these two people far exceeds hers.
When Chen Jinyuan saw this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't be afraid, City Master Tang. These two are my friends. I specially invited them to help. I have already captured the unscrupulous traitor!"
"Caught?" Not only Tang Wanru, but also the two nuns Huiqing and Huijing who were following behind exclaimed.
"I wonder where the thief's path is?"
Tang Wanru suppressed the shock in her heart. When she went up the mountain, she thought something had happened to Chen Jinyuan. The powerful shock waves from the battle on the mountain made her worried about Chen Jinyuan's safety. Now she saw that Chen Jinyuan was still intact.
She was relieved that he was alive, but Chen Jinyuan said that he had captured the unscrupulous people, which made her a little unconvinced.
Chen Jinyuan smiled, pursed his lips toward the ground, and said, "Isn't it right under your feet?"
"Underfoot?"
The three of them were stunned, and when they looked down, there was only a guy lying on the ground who was tied up with chains like a dead dog.
Could it be that this person is an unscrupulous person? But why is he only in the acquired realm? You can't be joking, right? The three of them looked at Chen Jinyuan with doubts in their eyes.
Chen Jinyuan stepped forward, lightly kicked the unscrupulous person, and told the story of the incident. All three of them were extremely surprised.
"Amitabha, this 'Great Shura Heaven's Ultimate Technique' is really harmful to the harmony of heaven, but it cannot be allowed to remain in the world to harm people!" After hearing this, Huijing's face suddenly became solemn. Although this technique is heaven-defying and alluring,
, but the cultivation method is so cruel and bloody, which is absolutely not allowed to exist for the Guanyin Sect, which claims to be a famous and upright sect.