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Ren Ang was stunned for a long time before he suddenly shook the turtle shell.

Nothing fell out.

He stretched out his hand and felt a hard object. He dug around and found that he could not get out!

Madan! This Cosmic Bag was not devoid of spiritual energy, it was a part of the original owner's Spiritual Energy, locking the item inside! He didn't sense any fluctuations of spiritual energy just now because he hadn't been able to use his superpower for a long time!

Stupid ginseng!

Ren Ang hugged the turtle shell, and was dumbstruck.

So many valuable treasures … This was the dowry he had saved for his wife! "Ying, ying, ying …"

It was not that he could not afford it in the future, but that he had to wait until his spirit energy recovered, and until it was stronger than the Cosmic Bag's Spiritual Energy.

Ren Ang finally understood why Hong Jin would disdain to eat him when he was clearly in Hong Jin's mouth. All the spirit energy in his body had disappeared, and he had even become a human figure for some reason. Hong Jin, on the other hand, would not take the initiative to eat humans even if he had to think of the Cultivation Level s …

Was he really struck by lightning and lost his Spiritual Energy? It was also possible that he had subconsciously released all of his Spiritual Energy to withstand the divine lightning …

The most important thing was: how was he going to get back to his godfather now?

Ren Ang looked around blankly. The sky was truly vast and boundless, and even if the wind blew across the grass, one would still not be able to see a single person.

In the Eastern Continent.

Four days had passed since the Dragon God's awakening. The citizens of the city were still talking about this rare and important event in life with great relish. They all said that this place was a place blessed by gods and gods. As for those families with relatives who lost their lives in the water, they would question why the Dragon God did not show mercy to them and instead caused the deaths of so many people. Thus, everyone pretended not to hear anything. A Goddess casually replied that the Dragon King had taken a fancy to those people and had summoned them to the Dragon Palace for tea.

Strangely, Daoist Master Ming Chun and his disciples, who had made a name for themselves when they transcended the Undead, closed their doors and refused to receive pilgrims. They spoke of their cultivation and didn't take advantage of the opportunity to sell their peach wood swords and all kinds of strange immortal pills to amass wealth.

Wan Hua Temple opened its doors as usual, but the abbot, the Great Master Kong Shan, could not avoid the visitors. The monks in the temple also had an unfathomable look, meditating and smiling without saying a word.

Those who had lost their loved ones were furious. Passersby who had nothing to do with them had already begun their own lives.

There was another voice that quietly spread through the streets, saying that the duke was moved by his benevolence and that a divine dragon had appeared to announce the world to the world. Many travelling merchants heard this and memorized it in their hearts. They didn't have the time to sigh at the grand event that day, so they planned to use this topic as a topic for their daily conversation.

When Prince heard this rumor, he was so angry that blood almost flowed out of his head, and his hands were trembling.

Even if his brain was in a daze, he would not send anyone to spread such rumors! That person in the capital is still alive and well! To say that the dragon was blessing him, was he courting death?

With a "pa!", a white porcelain tea cup shattered into pieces, and tea leaves scattered all over the floor.

"Investigate!" Investigate everything for this duke! Just where did this rumor come from!? " The county prince ground his teeth in hatred. His eyes were crimson as they suddenly shot out a biting cold light!

The hair on his back stood up, and with a low grunt of assent, he bowed and retreated.

Closing the carved mahogany door of the study, the Head Chef stood at the door for a while, sighing to himself.

In the end, he was still of the royal family's lineage, and there was still a bit of the grandeur of a dragon and a phoenix hidden deep in his bones. It was just that their relationship with the previous prince was a little tense, and even Prince, who had inherited the title of noble, was not welcomed.

Just which bastard was unable to meet the duke, and wanted to put their Duke Mansion to death?

The chief steward frowned and went off to do his business, his mind preoccupied with other matters.

Ren Ang, who was on his way back to the city, naturally heard the rumors as well.

After some thought, he felt that the duke was not such a brainless person. Although his brain wasn't that good either.

He scratched his head and suddenly thought of something.

"Little Lang, we've arrived at the city gate." The ox-cart driver called him passionately.

Ren Ang exclaimed, he happily jumped off the car, and smiled at the old man.

"Thank you, Uncle." Sorry for troubling you, Uncle. "

"No worries, no worries." I should be the one thanking you for saving my life. "

Three days ago, Ren Ang was walking slowly on a small road in the countryside when he met this uncle. Ren Ang looked at his face and knew that someone in his house was severely ill. He thought that since he was free, he might as well take a look.

The uncle was skeptical. Because all the teachers in the village had been recruited into Prefecture City to treat the plague, there were currently no doctors in the village who were knowledgeable in medicine. Those old scoundrels Wu Han had come to visit them before, watered some of the rune water, and jumped twice to worship the great deity and Young Master Huang. They had taken out the money quite often, but the child's condition did not improve at all. This time, the whole family was so worried that they couldn't eat or sleep well.

Seeing that although Ren Ang was young, he only had that kind of appearance and manner, and seemed to be rather knowledgeable, the uncle hesitated for a moment, thinking it would be better to just fight until the last breath. In any case, nothing bad would happen, so he brought Ren Ang home.

Although Ren Ang had lost his Spiritual Energy, his medical skills were still there.

The child was not seriously ill, but he had a bad stomach, and his stomach was not well, which caused him to have a low fever. In the end, he filled himself with talisman water and rubbed his body with mixed medicinal herbs. His minor illness had also become a serious illness. If he was a day or two late, his intestines would have perforated.

Ren Ang personally ate the medicine for him for two days, okay! At the same time, he also treated the old lady's legs and helped the old man straighten his waist. The old man no longer had a camel back and the old lady no longer lame to walk on!

Naturally, Uncle and his family could not thank him enough and did not know how to repay him. Ren Ang looked at his family's cow, then said: "I just happen to be heading towards the Prefecture City, I wonder if uncle is willing to send you off?"

Of course, there was nothing that uncle didn't want to do. He even enthusiastically brought some delicious food along as he quelled Lang Jun's hunger along the way. By the way, he would also bring his family's property with him. Even if he sold it, he would be able to get a few dollars.

Ren Ang bid farewell to the uncle and walked on the familiar street. He would be exhausted to death just by walking on two legs for such a long distance! How long has it been since the soles of his shoes were worn off?

Without the support of the spirit energy, Ren Ang's clothes would become dirty and old, and he would even find it easy to weave silk. He had walked all night before meeting the old man.

As for the dust on his body, Ren Ang did not really care about it. Because he was buried in the ground! If he wasn't here to kiss his wife and smell good, he wouldn't even bother taking a bath!

Just like that, they walked down the street, brushing past a group of patrolling soldiers.

After taking a few more steps forward, they reached an intersection. Just as they were about to turn left, a group of people suddenly ran over.

"Wait, wait!" Is that Young Master Ren Ang in front of us? " a loud voice shouted at him.

Ren Ang turned around. It was the patrol team that had just gone over.

He nodded. "It's me. What can I do for you? "

The leader was overjoyed!

"Quick!" Tell Lord Ren, we found the Young Master! "