C283 Ranked pellet

Pulling off a strand of hair, Nan Feng placed it on the sword blade and blew it.

Her hair was cut off by the wind! A masterwork weapon.

After throwing the sword into the Storage Ring, Nan Feng squatted down to inspect the corpse. The originally stiff corpse of the Robe also became soft.

Nan Feng started to look in his pockets, and when he looked left and right, he did not find any Robe s.

Stupid! Nan Feng slapped himself, and pulled the corpse of the sleeve sleeve away.

Storage Ring!

Pulling open the sleeve sleeve, Nan Feng saw that the middle aged man's left ring finger was adorned with a Storage Ring. In this world, all of the people that had status here all wore storage treasures, what kind of pockets do they need?

Without holding back, Nan Feng directly pulled the Storage Ring off and then continued to check.

Using his hands to feel the dead person's disrespect, Nan Feng used the spiritual force to check. After checking, he realized that there was nothing on the body of the middle aged man.

Looking at the middle-aged man's corpse, Nan Feng was a little hesitant. He knew that this man still had treasures on him.

Magical Beast s above the third stage included crystal nucleus s, human Cultivator s past the fourth stage would have pellet s and spirit pearls, warriors would have pellet s and Magic Cultivator s would have spirit pearls. If this middle-aged man had Martial Saint, then he would have a seventh stage pellet.

Digging or not digging? It was immoral to destroy someone's body, but it couldn't be destroyed. If that was the case, the top tier pellet s would be gone.

After thinking for a moment, Nan Feng shook his head, "It's just a generation of Martial Saint, and should be respected by others, I, Nan Feng, will bear with it and let you go, I'll bury you later."

Nan Feng was truly conflicted. He did not want to take the benefits, but he had never done such a thing, it was just that he could not destroy other people's corpses or obtain resources. The most important thing was that the two of them did not have any grudges.

Holding the Storage Ring, Nan Feng started to inspect it. The Storage Ring was ownerless, and as the Soul Power seeped in, it was quickly refined. A space appeared in front of Nan Feng's eyes.

The storage space was very big, much bigger than the Storage Ring that the Purple Thorn Emperor had bestowed upon him. However, it was still not as big as the blood dragon ring's storage space.

There was no comparison between the two Storage Ring in Nan Feng's possession. The interior of the blood dragon ring was far, far larger than the ordinary Storage Ring that the Purple Thorn Emperor had bestowed upon them.

The middle-aged man's storage space was very neat. There were a few shelves, on them were books and boxes.

With that thought, Nan Feng took out everything from the Storage Ring.

Nan Feng first read the book.

Yin Yang sword art!

The first set of Ancient Book was called the Yin Yang Sword Art. Opening it, Nan Feng discovered that it was a sword technique that was fused with the Life Attributes, signed under the name of Yin Yang Martial Saint, and after the sword technique was the Yin Yang Yuan Qi Art.

Following that, a handwritten letter appeared in front of Nan Feng.

"I am from the Yin Yang Martial Saint. Back then, when the three major sects wanted to eliminate the Qinglian Sect, I came together with another Method of honour and a Martial Saint. I had originally thought that killing the Venerated Feather would not be a problem. However, Venerated Feather's Disordered space is too overbearing, all three of them were tricked and were banished to this Void Feather Space. Once I entered the void space, my strength was immediately suppressed to sixty percent of what it was during the Peak period. I am not aware of the other two's situation. This reputed one's self was found by the Venerated Feather. Although this reputed one had used a secret technique to injure the Venerated Feather, the Dantian had been destroyed. Even after he left the battlefield, he still struggled to survive. His original body entered the cold pond and ended his own life. "If a fated person has obtained my item and wishes to inherit my mantle, if he is unable to do so, please pass it on to me …"

This was one of the Martial Saint that had fallen back then. This was whether or not he was suitable for something with the yin and yang attribute, he did not know either, and would talk about it after cultivating. Nan Feng continued to look at the other items.

Opening the chest, Nan Feng's eyes turned blue. He was laughing so hard that his mouth couldn't close the 300 Crystal Stone s, but there were many Crystal Stone s in the chest of Yin Yang Martial Saint. Some of the boxes were filled with materials for equipment forging, so Nan Feng did not recognise them, but he was able to slowly compare them with the diagrams that Keluo Shuanghua had given him.

Nan Feng clapped his hands. This was a great harvest, one of the four Level Seven Cultivator s that fell in Qinglian Secret Realm, Venerated Feather and the other three Level Seven Cultivator. Now that he had found one, it was equivalent to obtaining one of the four.

Just as Nan Feng was about to bring the Yin Yang Martial Saint's corpse back to the Wintry Spring, a gust of wind blew over, causing the Yin Yang Martial Saint's corpse to slowly crack. Then, along with the Robe, it turned into a pile of powder.

With a wave of the arm, it appeared. Nan Feng protected Yin Yang Martial Saint's ashes. It was to avoid being blown away by the wind.

"I'm going to bury you all the time. It's not like that when the wind blows away. Originally, I didn't want to take it, but now that it has appeared, what's more, you guys want to attack Qinglian Sect? I, Nan Feng, am a disciple of Qinglian Sect. " Nan Feng held the pellet in his hands and looked at it, then threw it into the Storage Ring. Then, he took out a wine jar and poured the wine into it, collecting the bones and ashes from the Yin Yang Martial Saint into the wine jar.

Then, he placed the Yin Yang Martial Saint's urn into the pit where he dug the Crystal Stone and buried it.

After burying them, Nan Feng looked around the cave to see if he had missed anything. After realising that he had not missed anything, Nan Feng returned to the shore.

Being a little excited, Nan Feng opened the curtain of the Tent and laid down on the simple bed.

Opening up a bottle of red wine, Nan Feng took a sip and felt uncomfortable. Since it was impossible to have wine and meat, he got up and started a fire to roast the Green Scaly Dragon meat. Then he drew a line on his little notebook. Time to remember.

When the fire was burning, Nan Feng made a decision. In this valley, he would raise his cultivation level to stage 4, and then go out and mess things up. At that time, he would be able to kill all the people from Longxiang Sect. He wasn't afraid of anyone in a one on one fight, but he couldn't handle the other side's numbers.

After eating his fill, Nan Feng started to meditate. He did not lack in resources, he ate Pills and carried it, at the same time stimulating the blood dragon ring to cultivate.

Nan Feng would sometimes go out to hunt some small animals and use them as food. The Green Scaly Dragon meat was delicious, and he couldn't keep eating it. He still had to bring it back to let the people around him have a taste.

Green Lotus Courtyard was explaining the main points of breaking through Martial King to Keluo Shuanghua. That was her understanding of cultivation, and it was extremely helpful to Keluo Shuanghua.

Tang Yun had gone into closed door cultivation, so she had instructed Dong Cheng and Mo Tie that the The House of the Duke of the South was not to be seen. She had already had the opportunity to break through, and was now aiming at the Sixth Level.

Nan Feng trained very hard every day, and most of his time was spent on meditating. He spent a small amount of time on his spear cultivation, he currently did not have any thoughts of cultivating the Yin Yang Yuan Qi Art, because according to Tang Yun, the Prison Martial Emperor and Sharkman represented one of the Peak in the way of martial arts and magic. The Prison Suppression Art was an absolute art of the Prison Martial Emperor, so he naturally trained in it.

Feeling the increase in his cultivation, Nan Feng's heart was filled with joy. This was achievement, a civilization that he did not have in his previous life.