I Will Be HappyChapter 119 The World of Sand (2)

Rui's large hand gently stroked the surface of the gorgeous saddle. Ye ^ Ziyou~ You's face changed color, and the visual touch was still a divine thought. They all told him it wasn't a hallucination. The saddle should be |. Of course. Lu Rui did not rule out the possibility that even Shen Nian was confused by the formation. But until definitive evidence is found. Lu Rui is inclined to believe in the authenticity of what he has in his hands - and in this way. So. This formation was laid by a master of cultivation. There is no doubt about it. It's ridiculous that they have lived for years in the Day of Perdition. But I didn't know that there were neighbors in the same room.

Reach out and hold the saddle tightly. Lu Rui's eyebrows flashed with a cruel solemn aura—to this unmasked peer. Lu Rui had no respect or admiration in his heart. In his opinion. If it is a threat to the sect. Or hurt the doorman.|No matter how powerful the other person is. It's all enemies. They are all objects that must be eliminated.

Immediately. Lu Rui activated Qianli Transmission. A moment later. He muttered softly. As he expected. Qianli Sound has lost its effectiveness. From the current point of view. He seems to be just in the middle of a desert dilemma. Monks in infancy can not eat or drink. It's not dangerous. Lu Rui could only find a way to crack the formation as soon as possible. On the one hand, it is pinned on people's ability to protect themselves. But. He is still quite confident in their strength.

As soon as he thought of it, Lu Rui immediately put his worries behind. Instead, focus your attention on the immediate moment.

The saddle in the hand is gorgeous and soft. But it doesn't have much practical value. Compared with. It was the winged monster bones that were more useful—surprisingly light in quality. But it's hard. Rui regrets that he has no tools in his hands. No whole wreckage was moved. So he picked up the two fangs in the monster's mouth, two scimitar-like ribs, and a seven-meter-long spine bone. ^^ leaves are in their place.

He quickly shoved the bones into his rucksack. His eyes were blazing and staring at the sand. Inch by inch, the mind swept over - the remains of the riding beast were here. Then it is very likely that people are also destined to be nearby, and Lu Rui thinks so.

Probably a little later. With the strength of Lu Rui's divine thoughts, he was also quite tired, and he was hesitating to sit down first and rest for a while. His eyes lit up. The dragon walks the tiger. Run to a short distance. Dig in with a small flying sword. Not much. I dug up a human skeleton.

This is clearly the skeleton of a cultivator. The bones are the same as those of the beast. Smoothed by sand and stone. There was a big hole like a bowl in his heart on the top of his head - Lu Rui couldn't help but gasp, and the monks above the infancy stage abandoned their bodies when they reached the moment of life and death. The escaped Yuan Baby. That's the way it is, that is. The cultivation of this skeleton covered with yellow sand has reached at least the Yuan Infant Stage during his lifetime. The Yuan Infant who escaped was extremely vulnerable. If there is no safe nourishment of the spirit of harmony. It will collapse in the next year.

The bone-white trousers and shoes have turned into wisps. But a robe was as shiny as new. It must be because of the special material that keeps it as good as new.

The tentacles of the robe are as soft as nothing. There is a faint and cold aroma like clouds. In the air where the heat is distorted, there is a cool breeze in the middle of summer. It's refreshing.

Rui smiled slightly at the bones sitting cross-legged: "Senior." of sin. ”

Let's talk about it. Unceremoniously and carefully untied the robe from the corpse. Abrupt. His fingers touched a foreign object. Dig deeper. A palm-sized bag was found in the hidden inner sleeve pocket on the right side. The mouth of the bag is fastened with a strap. Lu Rui tried. It can't be solved by ordinary solutions. I pulled hard with all my strength. The mouth of the bag was not damaged at all. Lu Rui was not angry but happy. It seems that this inconspicuous little bag is still a magic weapon. Pinch with your hands. It felt like the bag was empty. It seems that there is nothing.

Fold up your robe. But the size of a hand. Set aside with the bag. Lu Rui stared at the bones that had been scattered by him. His expression grew more and more condensed. The bones were intact. Judging from the posture before death. He's taking a seat. Except for the hole in the skull that the infant wears through. There was not a single piece of damage. Could it be said. This cultivator. Take a good seat, sit down, go crazy and die?

Or rather. After he was trapped in the sand. Met a terrible enemy. Died before you could react to the enemy?

At this moment, the wind and sand are eroded. Lu Rui couldn't find more traces for a while. But he was deeply aware. The perils of this desert. I'm afraid it's beyond his imagination.

Retrieve the robe back and forth a few more times. No breakage and no blood stains. It's like it's just been washed. Sand and gravel fell on it. It was like dew falling on a lotus leaf. Roll off gently.

And he took the bag and put it in his hand. The bag has a dark brown appearance. There are fine scales. It doesn't look like fabric. It's more like some kind of moving leather. Look with your senses. Some strange fluctuations can be faintly seen. It should be embedded in the formation.

Like this masterless magic weapon. Generally, it can be opened and used by directly recognizing the owner. But it depends on the level of the treasure. The Natural Sect was almost disconnected from the cultivation realm. There is very little knowledge of magic weapons. Naturally, there is no way to break the magic weapon of the bag, and the magic weapon level is average. Use the three methods of aura or essence and blood. Usually the Lord is recognized. Of course, this premise is that the magic weapon has not recognized the master, or that the master has passed away.

Enter the aura and give it a try. The bag is not reversed. Lu Rui was baptized with his divine sense. As his consciousness invaded the bag little by little. It's like a "boom". Lu Rui's divine thoughts entered a strange space—boxy. About four cubic meters. Gray. Some objects float in space. Motionless.

The mind moved slightly. Lu Rui has returned to the realm of reality. There was surprise in his eyes. He had touched the storage wrench. Immediately recognise it's a storage space. And the size of the storage space. Much bigger than Sha Ling's green jade wrench.

Use your mind to remove those objects from the storage one by one: seven bottles that look like jade-like fingers. The exterior of the bottle is engraved with small seals. These seal characters are quaint. If the plum branch is strong. Lu Rui didn't know. Open the bottle. There was nothing in the bottle, and there were six more pieces of rune paper. It is depicted with cinnabar incomprehensible talismans, strips, and more than 30 jade boxes. Only two of the jade boxes contained plants that were as fresh as new. The rest were empty, four different stones. I think it's a treasure of special heavenly materials, three flying swords. A futon. There are also a few spare pieces of clothing, shoes and socks.

These things. Only rune paper and flying swords can be used immediately. However, Lu Rui already had a flying sword in his hand. The efficacy of rune paper is unknown. Lu Rui can't use it for the time being.

I accidentally picked up a storage bag. The Lu Rui outfit was greatly reduced. The contents of the rucksack are all sorted into storage bags. He turned back and bundled up the beast's bones and threw them into the storage bag. And so it goes. The storage bag was only about half full. (To be continued.) If you want to know what will happen next. Please visit the qidiancm chapter for more information. Support the author. Support genuine reading. )