Chapter 189: Storage ring

"Zhang Yifeng, why do we live here?" Bai Jingjing asked.
Zhang Yifeng didn't explain. He borrowed Bai Jingjing's saber to cut off a small piece of the Pyrolith.
"My sword!"
Bai Jingjing's aggrieved voice came. Although Zhang Yifeng successfully chopped off a small piece of psychotropic stone, her steel sword could no longer be used, and there were gaps everywhere.
Zhang Yifeng still ignored Bai Jingjing. He held a fist-sized psychic stone and applied the faint consciousness and spiritual energy.
In the next moment, a scene that made Bai Jingjing stunned, the fist-sized psychopath was rapidly shrinking!
After just a few breaths, the fist-sized psychic stone became the size of a thumb. The psychopathic stone that was originally pitted has become a lot more delicate.
Zhang Yifeng threw the thumb-sized psychic stone directly into the fire. Two hours later, Zhang Yifeng used his sword to dig out the psychic stone.
The black stone was burnt red, like a big drop of blood.
Zhang Yifeng took out a stainless steel dagger from his bag. The originally hard psychopathic stone became a lot weaker, and the dagger could easily pierce it.
A minute later, the small stone turned into a dark ring.
After Zhang Yifeng waited for the ring to cool down, he wore it in his hand.
Zhang Yifeng explored the space in the ring and nodded with satisfaction. The storage ring was successfully created by him, although the space inside was pitifully small, only 20 or 30 square meters. You must know that Zhang Yifeng's storage ring can directly accept a mountain range in Lingyue Continent.
However, this is the earth, and this ring is considered a treasure to Zhang Yifeng now.
Moreover, this ring is just Zhang Yifeng's first try. Isn’t there so many empty Ming stones left? After he goes back, he will take some time to refine all of them and refine a larger storage space. The object ring, otherwise, this space is definitely not enough for Zhang Yifeng.
Zhang Yifeng didn't intend to use Kong Mingshi to forge magical artifacts. The magical tools forged from Kongmingshi could only barely algorithmic tools. They were only a little harder than steel. What Zhang Yifeng wanted was ghost eye ore. The real magic weapon is forged from the ghost eye ore!
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng put his hand on the empty Mingshi, and then with a movement of his mind, all the psychopathic stones left on the ground disappeared.
"Ah, Zhang Yifeng, your psychic stone is gone. What's the matter? You were here just now. There is a thief!?"
Bai Jingjing was shocked at the time, and then she only felt that there was a flower in front of her, and her psychopath had disappeared.
Bai Jingjing's face turned pale at the time, and they finally got rid of the psychic stones that they had been able to use. How come they suddenly disappeared?
"Who is it, come out!"
Bai Jingjing looked around with alert, but there was no third person in the cave except for the two of them.
"Don't be nervous, they are all here. It is not convenient to hold them with my hands, I put them away." Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came.
"Take it, put it away? Where did you put it? Could it be, this ring?"
Bai Jingjing wasn't an idiot either. Zhang Yifeng seemed to touch the ring just now, then touch the psychopath, and then everything disappeared.
Oh my god, is this ring a legendary storage artifact.
The magic weapon that can store things is absolutely invaluable on the earth.
Once, a broken bag of the universe attracted the four-star sect to win.
Qiankun bag is also a kind of magical implement used for storage, but the materials used are different. The Kong Ming stone contains the universe, which can be used to hold things by nature, while the Qiankun bag is the method of "Sumi storing mustard seeds, mustard seeds Nasumi" to open up a small space in the bag.
For the strong, it is fine to open up a small world, not to mention a small space for storage.
To put it intuitively, the small world is to hide a huge space in one point. This point is the gateway to the small world.
"Brother, the slave loves you so much. Can you get me a ring too?"
Bai Jingjing immediately hugged Zhang Yifeng's arm. This girl could be shrewd. If this ring is really a storage artifact, it will be much easier to go out in the future.
"Row."
Zhang Yifeng was not a stingy person, nodded faintly, picked up the long sword on the ground, and continued to chop the empty stone. When the long sword was completely broken into several pieces, Zhang Yifeng successfully chopped a small piece of empty stone.
Bai Jingjing didn't feel sorry for her sword this time. Instead, her eyes gleamed. She could see that the Pyrophore was the material used to make storage artifacts.
But, why has she never heard of such effects as a telepathy stone?
Bai Jingjing did not disturb Zhang Yifeng, but watched quietly. After a few hours passed, when the second ring took shape, she said in surprise, "Brother, is this a storage artifact?"
Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "Put it on. I'll teach you how to use it later."
"Hmm."
Bai Jingjing did not hesitate and put the ring on her left middle finger.
"Brother, is this a gift from you? Are you chasing me if you give a ring to a woman?"
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "You think too much, or if I don't give it away, you give it back to me?"
Bai Jingjing hurriedly withdrew her hand and said with a smile: "I have put it on my hand, how can I let it run away. Although this ring is a bit ugly, don't worry, brother, the slave family will definitely wear it for the rest of your life. Brother, Show me how to use it."
"It's very simple, attach your spiritual consciousness, that is, your spiritual power to the ring."
"and then?"
"Put your mental energy on what you want to collect, and just say a word to collect silently."
The martial artist's mental power is very weak, and it is absolutely impossible to release it outside. Bai Jingjing, like Zhang Yifeng, can only transfer a touch of spiritual power through internal force by touching it with his hands.
At this time, Bai Jingjing attached his spirit to the broken sword on the ground, and the broken sword disappeared as he thought. She checked the ring, and there was indeed a broken sword in the space of the ring.
"It's amazing. In other words, I will be able to collect whatever my hand touches in the future! Haha, I feel like I am better than a thief."
Bai Jingjing is like a child who has gotten his favorite toy. She will accept this one and the other one, so she is having fun.
But after playing a few times, she felt her head faint, because it needed to consume her mental energy.
Zhang Yifeng returned Bai Jingjing's Kong Mingshi to her, and said again: "Okay, close your eyes and rest. When the sky is up, we will leave."
"Wait, brother, I have a question for you."
"what is the problem?"
"Can you use the Pyrostone as a storage tool?" Although she guessed it, Bai Jingjing still wanted to be sure.