Chapter 171

Time is the most merciless, never with whose care, who's expectations or who's sorrow and stay, it always quietly come and go, day by day, through the vicissitudes of life, through millions of years in the world.

Now, it's a new day.

The morning light once again fell in the forest, with a few clear birds and low insects. Everything was so quiet and peaceful, just like yesterday's storm never happened.

And the bloody scene in the forest, washed by the storm, was cleaned up after a night, and the forest was green again. Who can remember the painful past?

The transparent dew drops gently from the tip of the branches and leaves, and falls on Shen Shi's face. With a slight coolness, it penetrates into the skin from his cheek. He woke up slowly from his sleep, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the quiet forest around him, as well as the nameless solitary grave beside him.

The little black pig next to him yawned and woke up. He stood up and shook the rain and dew left on his fur at night. Then he looked at the grave.

All of a sudden, one person and one pig were quiet. They just looked at the grave. I don't know how long later, Shen Shi turned around and said, "let's go, little black."

He stepped forward, and the little black pig followed him for two steps. Suddenly he looked back at the slightly uplifted solitary grave. He seemed hesitant and reluctant, but finally he grunted and grunted twice, which seemed to say goodbye to the people in the grave. Then he turned around and trotted all the way to Shen Shi, who had been walking slowly.

The morning light quietly falls behind them, passing through the cracks of those branches and leaves, and falling on the nameless solitary grave. The breeze blows, and several fresh green grass stick out their heads in the soil, bathed in the gentle light, growing quietly and tenaciously.

After a heavy rain, the whole forest seems to be wet, even the air seems to have a bit of fresh moisture, the bloody yesterday will be all washed away.

Shen Shi wanted to leave at once, but after walking a short way out of the forest, he stopped. After thinking for a while in silence, he turned around and walked deep into the forest.

In the dense trees and bushes, some signs of bending and breaking gradually appeared, which were the scars of yesterday that had not been covered up by the forest and heavy rain. Shen Shi looked at these traces coldly and walked forward in silence. Before long, he saw the place where yesterday's fierce battle of life and death took place.

The scarlet blood had been washed away by the heavy rain, and only a few faint traces were stubbornly left here. On the open space in the forest, Qian Yi, who was motionless and beyond recognition, was crawling on the ground.

Shen Shi slowly came over and looked at the scene around him with a slight frown. He had been used to bleeding and dying all these years. He would not be afraid of these dead bodies any more, but just disgusted.

But though disgusted, he knew that the end of this fierce fight should be erased as far as possible. Even if there was no one in Tianpu's family, he would not be able to rely on him.

Such a powerful force can not be provoked by him.

Kill Qian Yi, he did not regret, but as far as possible to protect themselves from trouble, is also due. Listening to the meaning of Nangong Ying's words yesterday, zongmen should have known that he appeared and sent someone to meet him. After experiencing so many ups and downs, Shen Shi is nostalgic for those peaceful years when he was under Lingxiao sect. He is more eager than ever to return to Lingxiao sect.

Before that, he didn't want any accidents at all.

The heavy rain washed away most of the bloodstains and blurred almost all the footprints on the ground, which saved Shen Shi a lot of things, but the most important and crucial thing was the body of Qian Yi in front of him. Shen Shi stood in the same place and thought for a while. He stepped forward, grabbed Qian Yi's arms and dragged him to the deeper forest.

After a few steps, he soon found that there were traces of dragging on the ground. After a moment's hesitation, he bit his teeth, but he pulled Qian Yi's body away from the ground, carried it on his shoulder, and then walked to the deeper forest.

Along the way, shrubs, brambles and surrounding trees become more and more dense, and gradually there is almost no place to settle down. In the past, no one has ever set foot here.

Little black pig seems to be able to shuttle freely, with rough skin and thick meat. He is not afraid of the thorns and thorns, and has been following Shen Shi all the time. Shen Shi looks back and finds that it is quite far away from the place where yesterday's fight happened. Standing here, covered by trees, he can't see that place at all.

He thought for a moment, and went on for a while, until he completely hid in a place where no one appeared in the center of the forest. Then he put down Qian Yi's body.

He gave the dead man a cold look. With a slight wave of his right hand, a hot fireball appeared in his palm. A moment later, under his urging, the fireball fell on the body and began to burn. The body of Nun Ning Yuan Jing was very strong in his life, but when he lost his vitality and lost his aura after his death, his body would quickly soften and collapse. With the power of fireball, Qian Yi's body was soon burned to ashes.The fire started and went out slowly, reflected in Shen Shi's pupil, like two burning flames. After watching him turn into ashes, Shen Shi went forward to dig soil and stones, and covered them. In time, it will soon be integrated with the surrounding forest, and no abnormality can be seen.

But when he started, his eyes were suddenly fixed, but in the ashes, he saw a cloth bag made of non silk, non silk, and I don't know what material it was. It was lying in the ashes, but it didn't burn. Shen Shi frowned, reached over and picked up the bag. After turning it over, he recognized that it was a very common storage bag in Xiuzhen world. When he was a child, he had seen it much since he was a child on the first floor of Tianyi building in Xilu City, Yinzhou. It seemed that it was the most common one in the market.

This kind of storage bag is also called Ruyi bag. Although it has the same name, it is different from the small Ruyi ring he bought temporarily on the herring island. In fact, Ruyi bag is a kind of serious magic weapon. The material and method of making it are totally different from the temporary goods of the small Ruyi ring.

The fixed storage space in Ruyi bag is at least five times that of xiaoruyi ring, and this kind of space is very stable, easy to be damaged, and can be maintained for a long time, at least for hundreds of years. Therefore, in many cases, Ruyi bag is a regular item of monks in Hongmeng cultivation circle.

However, since it is a serious magic weapon, Ruyi bag, like other magic weapons, can only be used with the help of spiritual power. Moreover, the threshold of users is also the recognized one, namely, Ning Yuan Jing. In addition, the price of a ruyi bag is not cheap, and not all the monks in ningyuanjing can own it. At least Shen Shi remembers that when he was a child on the first floor of the sky, he saw a number of Taoists who had already practiced in the scattered practice of ningyuanjing. He looked at the Ruyi bag in the counter in the shop and expressed his desire.

I just can't imagine that Qian Yi has a bag of good wishes. It seems that even if it's just an underground gate of Tianjian palace, life won't be too bad.

Shen Shi tries to use his own spiritual power to probe into the Ruyi bag, but the Ruyi bag has no response. Shen Shi shakes his head and sighs in the bottom of his heart. Before he reaches the Ningyuan realm, everything is like a mole ant, and he can hardly do anything.

After putting the bag into his arms, Shen Shi quickly disposed of the remaining ashes, covered them with soil and stones, stood up and looked around again. After confirming that there was no mistake, he turned and left here.

All the way back to yesterday's fierce fight, Shen Shi is busy again, trying to erase all the traces of the duel he saw. Although there are still some broken branches that can't be restored to their original state, Shen Shi still tries his best to decorate the place as it is. In the middle of this, he also finds the spirit sword Qian Yi used yesterday in a sewage.

Holding the handle of the sword, he picked it up and looked at it. He saw that the blade of the sword was sharp and gentle. There were two words engraved on the handle: xuanjian. Shen Shi knew that there were special halls for refining magic weapons in some big Xiuzhen sects. For example, there was a hall for refining magic weapons in Lingxiao sect.

In front of them, the spirit sword looks like the xuanjian gate, or the place behind them, which is similar to the palace of the Heavenly Sword. They specially made a batch of spirit sword weapons with the same regulations. This is another place where the famous sect is more powerful than the sanxiu sect. Their disciples have a much easier chance to get the weapons than the sanxiu sect.

However, this kind of magic weapon with the same regulations is much simpler to refine, but its power is relatively common. Of course, magic weapon is magic weapon, and magic weapon is magic weapon. Once it is in the hands of monk Ning Yuan Jing, its power can't be underestimated. I don't know how many loose cultivation tools there are in the world. I dream of getting a magic sword weapon refined and produced by a famous sect.

However, Shen Shi doesn't intend to leave this thing at present. There is no sign of special identity on Ruyi's bag. Looking around the world, no one can see anything unusual when he takes it out. However, once this spirit sword engraved with Xuan sword is seen, it is the root of the trouble.

Shen Shi disposed of this place and tried his best to cover up all the traces. Then he went to another direction and buried the spirit sword under a tree in another inaccessible forest. From then on, it would be hard for the spirit sword to see the sun again.

After all this, he looked up at the sky. Through the light between the branches and leaves, he could see the rising sun.

Without further delay, he walked out of the forest with little black pig.

When the light in front of him brightened up again, when the field, the river and the unknown village appeared in his sight again, he gently breathed out a breath, as if until now, the new day really began.

He didn't go near the village any more. He crossed the river directly from the edge of the forest, and then took the little black pig to the front of the field. Nangong Ying once told him that the people from Lingxiao sect would meet him in Sanchun building in Duanyue city after the 10th. So what he can do now is to rush to the city called Duanyue city as soon as possible.

The breeze came from the front of the field. After coming out of the forest, the little black pig was always depressed. Looking at the vast plain and the green grass and wild flowers everywhere, he suddenly felt better. He began to fly around and run around. From time to time, he chased the butterflies and wild bees who were collecting honey, or he smelled everywhere and was in the grass By the side of the beautiful wild flowers that appear occasionally, breathe deeply and smell.Unconsciously, it seems to be happy again.

Seeing the appearance of the little black pig, Shen Shiwu's heavy heart relaxed a little, and sighed in his heart. At the same time, when he thought of yesterday's fierce battle, he was a little afraid.

A monk in Ningyuan realm is definitely better than him in the Taoist power. But if the spirit sword is cut down, Shen Shi will never be able to take it down. But how can there be so many ifs in life?

What about a monk of Ning Yuan Jing

Shen Shi's step suddenly made his brow wrinkle, and he thought of something in his heart. Yesterday, Qian Yi, a monk who had already been trained in Ning yuan realm, would be hurt by all kinds of techniques he used. Does that mean that his spiritual power, at least the mysterious and solid gathering of spiritual power in his eyebrows, might also be close to the reality of Ning yuan realm What about strength?

After thinking for a while, he took out the Ruyi bag from his arms. When he tried this Ruyi bag in the forest before, he used the spiritual power in the ordinary Qi in his body. Ruyi bag didn't respond to it. At this moment, he slowly urged the spiritual power in the eyebrow hole, and carefully probed into this Ruyi bag again.

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