Chapter 754: Unexpected Wealth, Fortune and Disaster Go Hand in Hand (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

Chapter 755: Unexpected wealth, fortune and misfortune (please subscribe, please collect)

Tong Siqi's departure was not like Sun Mingsheng's full-strength forward, not caring about the leakage of his own breath. It is possible that he did it on purpose, hoping to successfully attract other third-level monsters to appear one day. It is a typical use of himself as bait.

This kind of behavior is not common in the world of cultivation, but it is not rare either. However, everyone uses their own obviously superior strength as a bargaining chip.

If it were not for sufficient self-confidence in one's own strength, this would be a way to death. In nine out of ten cases, it would become the blood food in the belly of a third-level monster in the boundless sea, becoming the nutrition to nourish its growth, until it turned into a piece of feces hidden in the boundless sea, somewhere on the bottom of the endless dark sea.

Tong Siqi's departure was based on the method of fully operating the method of converging his own breath, comparing a relatively safe passage in the sea chart, and minimizing the attention of possible monsters.

"Good fortunes are interdependent with misfortunes, and misfortunes are interdependent with good fortunes. No one can tell the truth from the false."

Half a day later, Sun Mingsheng appeared on an ordinary island without any spiritual power. He opened the jade box again, observed the three water spirit flowers and said with great emotion.

At first, he followed the guidance of the sea chart to find the traces of the water deer and got nothing. However, he accidentally participated in a conflict between monks and got the precious spiritual medicine three water spirit flowers in front of him.

Of course, Sun Mingsheng will never forget the spoils from the storage bag of the ugly dwarf monk. This must be a considerable gain.

From the conversation between the three people, there is a rough guess about their origins, that is, they are all casual cultivators fighting in the world of cultivation.

Compared with the sect cultivators and family cultivators, these casual cultivators are certainly free of worries, but they will not give real and sufficient trust to a fellow cultivator.

If a family cultivator or a sect cultivator goes to a dangerous place to explore, they will naturally carry some commonly used magic weapons, etc., but they will also store some of the spiritual objects in the family or sect cave for emergency use.

It is completely the opposite for independent cultivators. Due to their hard work in the cultivation world in the past, almost all spiritual objects are often stored in storage bags and carried with them, so as to prevent the cave from being peeped by other cultivators and the treasures they have accumulated with great effort from becoming a weapon for others to practice.

Since this dwarf cultivator is most likely an independent cultivator, the gains in his storage bag are bound to be unusual, and Sun Mingsheng is naturally happy to see this happen.

"Open, command"

With the death of the owner, the mark on the seal of the storage bag is gradually weakened. Under the consumption of sufficient pure magic power, the last wisp of spiritual power attached to it disappears in just one stick of incense.

The moment the storage bag was opened, all kinds of debris fell down. As a storage bag of a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, its area is undoubtedly large.

When everything returned to calm, a small mountain of spiritual objects of different grades and types appeared in front of Sun Mingsheng.

"There are even first-grade high-quality magic tools? A large number of first- and second-grade spiritual materials occupy the main area, and no spiritual object is willing to be dealt with. Isn't it a Pixiu that only takes in but not out?"

Sun Mingsheng looked at the numerous and complete spiritual objects in front of him, but the value of them was extremely limited, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

In this huge garbage dump, only a few of the few can catch Sun Mingsheng's eye, and most of them are only suitable for the cultivation stage of Qi Refining and Foundation Building.

No third-grade magic weapon has been found, and no third-grade spiritual medicine has been found. The only bottle of third-grade low-grade spiritual pill is also used to treat external injuries.

On the contrary, among the large number of first- and second-level spiritual objects, many are quite rare in the Song Kingdom's cultivation world, and can be used to make up for the needs of the family.

If these spiritual objects are used properly, it is possible to cultivate three or five foundation-building cultivators for the family, which is also a large amount of wealth, but it is a bit useless for Sun Mingsheng himself.

"Fortunately, there is still a piece of third-level medium-quality meteorite iron essence, which can be considered a gain this time."

After a while of searching, he finally selected all the third-level spiritual objects and put them in his pocket. Only one piece of meteorite iron essence was somewhat useful.

Meteorite iron basically comes from large and small spheres that fall from the sky. After being purified at high temperature, the spiritual objects contained in them are all of high quality and can be used as the main materials for refining magic weapons.

This piece of meteorite iron essence is only the size of a palm, but its weight is more than a thousand pounds. The quality and density of it can be imagined.

Sun Mingsheng would not waste any of the remaining first- and second-level spiritual objects, so he put them into another storage bag and put them into the treasure house when he returned to the family in the future for the younger generation of cultivators to practice.

In fact, it was not just Sun Mingsheng. The other two Jindan-stage cultivators in the family, Sun Mingzeng and Sun Caiwu, made the same choice. When they encountered some low-level spiritual objects during their practice and travel, they would choose to bring them back to the family.

After all, if a family wants to grow and develop for a long time and continue from generation to generation, it depends on the orderly growth and inheritance of the family cultivators from generation to generation. It is impossible to rely on a powerful cultivator alone.

There has never been a truly invincible existence in the world of cultivation. Even the top cultivators in the God Transformation Stage may fall after encountering danger.

If a sect or family relies only on the support of a strong man, once this cultivator encounters an accident, the entire family or sect will completely decline.

Sun Mingsheng himself is only a fifth-level Jindan cultivator, which is far from supporting the development and growth of a family. Therefore, if there is a chance, he will never give up.

Far away in the deep sea of ​​the boundless sea and the location bordering the core area, under the sea of ​​thousands of feet, when Sun Mingsheng opened the storage bag of the dwarf cultivator and sorted it out, a fish monster as big as a hill suddenly opened its eyes, and bloodthirsty light kept flashing.

"Hululu, Hululu. Hululu"

This huge monster kept making strange sounds from its huge mouth, and it was obvious that it had endless hatred for the dwarf monk.

The huge monster gently swung its tail fin, and with the help of the water flow, it turned into a flexible stream of light and rushed straight into the distance.

Since this unknown monster can live at the junction of the outer and core areas of the boundless sea, its strength is naturally outstanding, at least it is the best among the third-level upper-grade, and it has an excellent ancient bloodline inheritance, otherwise it would not be able to gain a foothold here.

After all, in the world of monsters, it seems particularly realistic and cruel, and all status and resources are based on real strength.

Sun Mingsheng, who was far away in the outer area of ​​the boundless sea, never expected to attract its attention so inexplicably.