Vol 3 Chapter 141: Reincarnation 6

Chapter 141 Reincarnation of Life and Death 6
The Ruyi Bag storage device was developed after the rise of the human race thousands of years ago, when the way of comprehension prospered and many methods bloomed. Its appearance has greatly facilitated monks. In the past, a large number of necessary but very cumbersome items have been possible to carry with them. Today, almost every monk in the world of Hongmeng, if not really poor, fell into the point of nothing, Ruyi Storage tools such as bags or lower storage rings are basically essential items.
But this kind of thing, which seems to be almost common sense today, did not exist 10,000 years ago, and Chen Shi suddenly thought of this joint by accident. What this world of immortals seeks is to live forever and ascend to immortality, but after countless years, I have never heard of anyone who has truly achieved this, and Huang Ming's current appearance obviously does not look like the real immortality of the novel.
In other words, if this person is not a fake, then he can live for ten thousand years, he must have some unknown secret, and according to Shen Shi's experience and experience, this monster is probably also possible. It was similar to the Yinlong and the ancient witch ghosts under the Soul Deep in the Gaoling Mountains. They could only stay somewhere for a long time and couldn't stop them. Only in such an extremely stable situation would it be possible to survive.
So, even though it might be unbelievable at first glance, Shen Shi couldn't help but guess. Maybe... This supernatural power Huang Ming really doesn’t know what Ruyi Pouch is nowadays. Device?
In Shen Shi's slightly nervous eyes, Huang Ming's eyes fell on the wishful bag he handed over, facing this beautiful little pocket taken from Zhong Qinglu's body, Huang Ming frowned first, and then clearly revealed a trace of his face. The color of doubt.
He carefully looked at the wishful pouch in his hand over and over again. The skeleton palm that sticks out of the yellow sleeves is always a little crappy, but he doesn’t look different. , It seems to have been used to this. After a while, Huang Ming raised his head, with a rare curious look in his eyes, looked at Shen Shi, and said:
"What is this? It's so strange. I can vaguely feel the breath of Kaluo leaves in this pocket, but I always feel that there is a barrier between them, and there is a feeling of uncertainty."
Shen Shi's face changed slightly, and the look at Huang Ming was a little bit more surprised. If you really want to say something like the Ruyi Bag, it can be said to be a very high-level spatial Taoism. With the powerful craftsmanship of the human race today, a different space is fixed in this magical tool made of special materials. The place is that it naturally has a strong characteristic of blocking the flow of various information inside and outside the pocket.
Based on what Shen Shi has seen and heard for so many years, almost nothing can be perceived by foreign objects after entering the Wishful Bag. Its secrecy can be described as amazing. This is also one of the important reasons why countless monks are eager for it. In these years, Shen Shi had experienced only two exceptions, one was the Ancient Slaughter Sword, and the other was the mysterious black crystal that he later gave to Ling Chunni.
Both of these things can strangely perceive something in the outside world in the wishful bag, and then resonate, heat and shine, they are all strange treasures, and ordinary people may not encounter them once in a lifetime. However, in the depths of the Demon Clan’s underground palace, Shen Shi discovered for the first time in his life that Huang Ming’s perception could faintly feel the aura in the wishful pouch. Although there seems to be a barrier, this kind of spatial barrier cannot stop it. The perception of this 10,000-year monster, his magical powers, is really terrifying.
After forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Shen Shi took a deep look at Huang Ming, and thought a little helplessly in his heart. After all, he was a monster that stood by the side of the Six Sages of Human Race, and he did not know how to live in this underground palace for thousands of years , Although it looks a little weird now, the vastness of the magical powers, the way to the sky, is also the righteousness.
After two steps forward, Shen Shi walked to Huang Ming and explained to him the origin and function of this wishful bag in a low voice, including how the human monks poured spiritual power into it and how to manipulate this wishful bag to swallow objects. He said it one by one. Although these things are almost compulsory common sense for most monks today, it is clear that Huang Qingqing has heard of it for the first time.
His face, which had remained calm for most of the time, showed a somewhat curious expression. He listened carefully to Shen Shi's explanation, and slowly nodded, his face occasionally showing some appreciation. When Shen Shi stepped back two steps after speaking, Huang Ming closed his eyes and seemed to be digesting what he had just heard. After a while, when he opened his eyes again, there was a clear color in his eyes.
The pale bone hand gently lifted the Wishful Bag, Huang Ming's gaze swept across his head, and suddenly he shook slightly. There was no extra spiritual vibration or movement. Suddenly something appeared to him out of thin air. In front of him, there was a slight pause in the air, and then he fell down to the ground.
Shen Shi and Huang Ming looked down at the same time, but suddenly the faces of both of them were startled, and it seemed that their expressions had changed slightly. Shen Shi even raised his eyes and looked at Huang Ming with a little surprise.
The first thing that was taken out of the Ruyi bag, now that it fell to the ground, was a soft and clean piece of clothing, which looked like the clothes that women often wear. When Huang Ming saw this woman's dress, he was obviously stunned, and then he felt a strange look at Shen Shi, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he gave a dry smile and said:
"Uh... I wasn't very proficient for the first time, so I just tried to take things out without looking carefully."
Shen Shi coughed and looked away, but he thought to himself that you old fellow might have been trapped in this underground palace for 10,000 years. There is really something weird, no one can tell. Thinking like this in his mind, he calmly approached Zhong Qinglu for two more steps, took a look at her face, and saw that her complexion was good, although she was in a strange coma, but she seemed to be nothing. What a big problem, I was relieved.
Huang Ming was glanced at by the humble little guy on the opposite side with that weird look. He faintly felt what Shen Shi was thinking, and rolled his eyes, but at this time he still had more important things and he didn’t care. Shang and this little guy explain more. Under the pale white bone hand tossing, the faint light on the Ruyi bag flickered one after another, and in a blink of an eye, something was taken out of the Ruyi bag and fell on the ground in front of him.
At the beginning, Huang Ming's technique was not quite proficient, but after only three or two pieces, his expression became calm and indifferent, and the speed of picking up things from the wishful bag suddenly accelerated. He only heard the sound of puffs and puffs continuously, and he was dazzled. After that, under the gaze of the two men, there was already a pile of things almost as tall as a person on the ground. I don't know how many objects of all kinds, large and small. There are a lot of spiritual materials, there are a lot of spirits, spirits, stones, spirits, spirits, and spirits. In addition, there are all kinds of things that people don't expect at all. There are at least dozens of clothes in various colors and styles. , There are small objects such as rouge lipstick eyebrow pencils, and dozens of books and classics, and there are tables and chairs. They even saw that there was a small bed with a tent that was taken out, and it was full of warm fragrant bedding. ...
Looking at the pile of debris like a hill suddenly appeared in front of them, Huang Ming and Shen Shi were silent at the same time.
After a while, Huang Ming looked at Shen Shi and said lightly, "There are so many things."
Shen Shi glanced at Zhong Qinglu who was lying on the ground next to him, nodded sincerely, and said, "There are so many things."