These ghosts don’t seem to be real patterns, but are alive!
After groping curiously for a moment, he couldn't find any way, and then he lost interest and threw it aside.
Taking out the sect master's storage bag, Ye Bai became energetic. It can be said that this is his biggest gain!
Although Ye Bai himself did not have a storage bag, he had already read about the correct use of storage bags from various classics.
The storage bag can hold different things depending on the size of the space. This kind of thing is very expensive and cannot be obtained by ordinary monks.
And each storage bag can only be opened by the person himself, because there is this divine imprint on the storage bag.
That the sect leader was just a foundation-building monk could possess one, which surprised Ye Bai and filled him with expectations.
Apart from anything else, if he can erase the mark of spiritual thoughts on this storage bag, then even if there is nothing in it, this is still a gain.
Ye Bai closed his eyes, and in the center of his eyebrows, a spiritual thought was released and fell on the storage bag.
His spiritual thoughts are still very weak, only a trace.
In fact, what Ye Bai didn't know about such a weak spiritual thought was that even if he was given a storage bag, he actually couldn't control it.
But this time, Ye Bai's spiritual thoughts successfully entered the storage bag, as if the storage bag had no owner and was an ownerless thing.
Ye Bai was surprised and delighted. In his mind, the three-dimensional pattern of the storage bag was immediately transmitted.
The space in this storage bag is neither big nor small. There are several books and a bunch of spiritual stones neatly placed inside. The rest are some elixirs and the like.
Ye Bai's eyes fell on the spiritual stones. As soon as his spiritual thoughts covered the spiritual stones, he got a clear answer.
"Thirty low-grade spiritual stones, so poor?"
After getting the accurate number, Ye Bai was a little disappointed. Just when he was about to continue searching, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Bai looked stern and threw the Soul-Eating Banner into the storage bag as quickly as possible. At the same time, he hid the storage bag in his arms.
"Come in!"
Ye Bai said loudly.
The door opened in response, and immediately after, he saw Zhang Wen sneaking in through the door.
"What's up?"
Ye Bai was a little strange. Although Zhang Wen was very fond of him, the relationship between the two was not very good. Of course, it was definitely not bad either.
So similarly, in Ye Bai's heart, he was a little curious as to why this article sneaked in so early in the morning.
"Senior Brother Ye Bai, tell me honestly, did you and Senior Sister Su Xue not come back last night?"
Zhang Wen smiled obscenely, sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
Ye Bai raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhang, this matter is probably not your responsibility, right?"
Zhang Wen smiled, took a sip of tea, and explained: "Senior brother Ye Bai, look at what you said, how could I pry into your privacy? The thing is like this, my uncle asked you to come over."
"I see."
Ye Bai rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Junior Brother Zhang, you are very courageous. It seems that we should compete and learn from each other sometime."
"No, Senior Brother Ye, am I the kind of person who likes to scare others?"
Zhang Wen was dumbfounded. He sat up as if his butt was on fire. He didn't forget to drink the cup of tea in one gulp. Then he said with a guilty conscience: "What? I have something else to do. Brother Ye, I'll leave first. You can do it yourself."
May you be blessed."
After saying that, Zhang Wen left the room quickly.
Ye Bai smiled faintly, but felt a little strange in his heart. He didn't understand why Master Shuiyue was looking for him.
After getting up and leaving the room, Ye Bai walked to the door of Shuiyue Zhenren's room next door and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Master Shuiyue said calmly.
Ye Bai opened the door and walked in, and saw Shuiyue Zhenren sitting cross-legged on the bed, breathing calmly, as if he had just finished practicing.
"Disciple has met Master Uncle!"
After calling out respectfully, Ye Bai saluted and said hello.
Master Shuiyue opened his eyes, glanced around, and said, "Sit down."
Ye Bai's heart trembled, and he sat down honestly, but felt a little uneasy in his heart. He always felt that Master Shuiyue came to him this time for something important.
Sure enough, Master Shuiyue said without any nonsense, "Ye Bai, today we will leave Baicheng, and our next stop will be Qingzhou. Is there anything you want to say?"
What do you want to say?
Ye Bai was slightly startled. He didn't understand what this sentence meant, so he could only say honestly: "Disciple, I don't have any ideas. I just listen to my uncle."
"So, there's nothing you want to do in Qingzhou?"
Master Shuiyue's eyes narrowed.
Just as Ye Bai was about to say something, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then, cold sweat broke out on his back.
At the critical moment, a memory suddenly popped up in his mind. In the memory, a middle-aged couple reluctantly said goodbye to their eight-year-old child.
That child is him.
And that middle-aged couple are naturally the parents of his body.
What's so lucky is that the home of his body is actually in Qingzhou!
Thoughts passed by like lightning. Ye Bai took a deep breath, suddenly stood up and said, "Uncle Master, actually there is something I want to do."
"What's going on?" Master Shuiyue asked calmly.
Ye Bai showed anxiety and expectation on his face and said: "Uncle, my disciple's home is in Qingzhou, so when passing by Qingzhou, I would like to ask my uncle to stay for a few days. I want to go home and meet my parents."
"It's only human nature for a father and son to reunite, so I'll allow it."
Master Shuiyue's expression softened a bit, and his gaze on Ye Bai became less probing.
Ye Bai's face showed just the right amount of gratitude, and he saluted and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your help!"
After saying this, he acted like he was listening.
Master Shuiyue nodded slightly and suddenly said: "You go back first."
Ye Bai didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left the room.
It wasn't until he returned to his room that he wiped the sweat from his forehead, but felt a little scared in his heart.
At that moment, if the memory hadn't suddenly opened up, Master Shuiyue would have truly doubted his identity.
In fact, he had already thought about this. A disciple who was originally ordinary or even useless suddenly became extremely talented. There are two explanations for this.
One is that this disciple hides his clumsiness and deliberately does not show off his skills.
The other kind is, of course, being deprived of one's body, which means that the disciple is no longer that person.
He can understand that Master Shuiyue will have some doubts about him, but the question he just asked is the most fatal. (To be continued)