Chapter 56: The Burst Storage Bag

  All went smoothly, and Zhang Heng soon returned to Fangyun Mountain. As he passed by the Xianyun Sect, he paused for a moment.

  I remember that day, Zhang Heng was hit by Luo Ningxue's secret technique to the bottom of the ten-thousand-zhang-deep abyss, and at that time, this woman had almost exhausted all her magical powers, I don't know what the situation is like now.

  Logically speaking, Luo Ningxue had unleashed a powerful secret technique, at this moment she should be severely injured, and it's even possible that her cultivation has regressed.

  He intercepted a cultivator from the Xianyun Sect who was flying in from not far away, and Zhang Heng asked warmly: "Fellow Daoist, is Luo Xianzi still in the mountain?"

  That cultivator, like Zhang Heng, was also in the early stages of refining his Qi. However, what he was riding on was a flying tool. He saw how effortlessly Zhang Heng flew using his Wind Control technique and looked slightly astonished. But when he heard Zhang Heng ask about Luo Xue, a warm smile immediately appeared on his face: "I say, Brother, are you also planning to pursue our sect's Fallen Dust Fairy?"

  Zhang Heng smiled slyly and asked with a mischievous tone, "I wonder if this Luo Xianzi is still in the sect at this moment?"

  The monk sighed and said: "You have no chance anymore..."

  Then, with a mysterious tone, he said: "I'll tell you a secret, but it's not really a big deal. Just the night before last, Luoxianzi and Zhao, the junior brother from Huoyunmen, returned together from outside. Many brothers from various sects saw them return to the mountain in close proximity. That kid surnamed Zhao even personally escorted Sister Luo back to Tianling Mountain."

  "How hateful! Such a fairy-like junior sister was snatched away by that little white face......" The monk said with an extremely regretful expression.

  Zhang Heng was secretly shocked, it seemed that after Luo Xianzi had cast her secret technique, her true body didn't seem to have suffered much damage. If this was really the case, then this woman was indeed formidable, and who knows what even more powerful killing moves she might have...

  However, after the gathering of Fang Yun, all doubts will be cleared. Zhang Heng did not believe that the other party could recover to its original state within a month.

  In the Xianxia world, the use of all forbidden and secret techniques requires a certain price to be paid. The stronger the power of the technique, the greater the cost that the practitioner must pay.

  Like Luo Ningxue, a cultivator in the Refining Qi stage who released a secret technique with power close to that of a fourth-stage spell, this was almost impossible, but the opponent had done it, and the cost would be even more terrifying.

  He chatted with the monk for a few more sentences before Zhang Heng rode the wind back to Tieling Peak, which belonged to Feng Xing Gate.

  After returning to Feng Xing Gate, Zhang Heng found that most of the inner disciples were in seclusion, presumably making all-out preparations for the upcoming Fang Yun gathering.

  After all, the foundation-building Dans and high-grade spiritual instruments are indeed a great temptation for cultivators in the Qi-refining stage.

  Zhang Heng was also thinking to himself, whether he should enter the top ten of this Fangyun Gathering. He didn't particularly care about the Foundation Establishment Pill, but if he could get his hands on a high-quality spiritual artifact, it would likely boost his strength.

  At this moment, with the Void Flame in his possession, he could unleash the true power of the Spirit Artifact. If he had a top-grade Spirit Artifact in hand, it would indeed greatly increase his strength.

  However, this would expose his strength to more people, and after entering the cave, it would attract the attention and vigilance of others, which would be detrimental to the plan in the cave.

  After returning to his own courtyard, Zhang Heng subconsciously swept his divine sense and suddenly discovered two transmission talismans.

  With one stretch of his hand, two transmission talismans flew into his hands, one red and one green.

  This cyan-colored transmission token should be passed down from Old Master Ouyang, as for this red-colored transmission token, Zhang Heng was slightly curious.

  He opened the red transmission talisman with his hand, and suddenly he heard Zhao Rui's slightly stern questioning voice: "Tang Shixiong, I don't know what kind of grudge you have against Luo Shimai, but why did you deal such a ruthless blow to her? If it weren't for someone saving her, Luo Shimai would probably no longer be in this world... If you return to the mountain, please come to Xianyun Sect to apologize to Luo Shimai... We are still friends."

  After listening to Zhao Rui's message in the Sound Transmission Token, Zhang Heng sneered and a small flame jumped out of his hand, igniting the token.

  The raging flames quickly turned the transmission symbol into ashes.

  "It's astonishing that there are such naive people in the world." Zhang Heng let out a soft sigh, and wondered what kind of outcome would result from the combination of Zhao Rui's simple and kind nature with Luo Ningxue's more cunning personality.

  "What does this have to do with me?" Zhang Heng sneered and opened another Sound Transmission Symbol.

  Judging from the texture of this cyan transmission talisman, it must have been passed down by Old Ancestor Ouyang. I wonder what business that old fellow has with me.

  "Old Ou Yang's hoarse voice echoed in Zhang Heng's ears: 'The Fang Yun gathering is approaching, and the Soul Devouring Wasp in your body will erupt in a few days. Come to me once...' "

  Another spark of fire flashed out from his hand, burning the transmission talisman to ashes. Zhang Heng's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "This Old Master Ouyang didn't mention a single word about leaving the mountain for several days in the transmission talisman, I wonder what kind of plan he has, or perhaps, he simply doesn't care about this matter."

  Zhang Heng took down the storage bag that had cracked in several places and temporarily put it away in the house, thinking to himself, "Should I go ask Old Master Ouyang for a better quality storage bag?"

  Given Zhang Heng's current utility value in Ouyang Laozu's heart, making such a request would likely be met with hesitation rather than outright refusal.

  In Fangyun Mountain, each inner disciple can get an inferior storage bag after entering the mountain, which is the ordinary storage bag that Zhang Heng is using now.

  Such a storage bag is immune to ordinary artifact attacks and can be immune to ordinary water and fire invasions, which is equivalent to half the value of a low-grade spiritual artifact.

  In general, the disciples of the sect would not dare to destroy these storage bags, after all, they are all Qi-refining stage disciples and will not be stupid enough to use spiritual instruments to self-destruct the storage bags.

  Cases like Zhang Heng's where storage bags were damaged are extremely rare, occurring less than once in several decades.

  Before leaving, Zhang Heng set up several secret seals around the house.

  At present, Zhang Heng's mana is quite abundant and his skills have improved. He believes that these few forbidden spells, unless they are personally set up by a foundation-building cultivator, would be almost impossible to break through even for the Qi-refining cultivators in the sect. Moreover, within the sect, no one would be foolish enough to visit another cultivator's cultivation forbidden area, and Zhang Heng did this just in case.

  After doing all this, Zhang Heng left Tieling Peak with peace of mind and rode the wind to the cave where Ouyang Old Ancestor was.

  Without being blocked in any way, after entering the cave, Zhang Heng came to the side of that hut and said softly: "Ancestor, the disciple has arrived."

  Inside, there was no quick response. Zhang Heng began to size up the thatched cottage and felt a bit puzzled in his heart. Since Ouyang Laozu had opened up a cave mansion, why did he still live in such a thatched cottage?

  In his imagination, those foundation-building monks would have opened up a spacious and comfortable cave with abundant spiritual energy. How could it be like this old man Ouyang who had opened up a cave but still lived in this thatched cottage?

  Just as Zhang Heng was pondering, a voice came from the thatched cottage: "You come in first."

  Zhang Heng did not hesitate and walked into the thatched hut with a calm demeanor.

  The thatched hut was as usual, without any changes. Old man Ouyang sat on the couch, and at this moment, he didn't even cultivate, quietly sizing up Zhang Heng for a few moments, seemingly casually asking: "In less than a month, your cultivation has improved a lot, and you're not far from the middle of the Qi Refining stage. However, it's good that way, the stronger your strength is, the easier my plan will be to succeed."

  Zhang Heng's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Although the quality of this physical body is poor, relying on my previous cultivation and experience, I can barely increase some strength."

  Ou Yang Old Ancestor nodded and said, "Mmm, after all you were a Foundation Establishment cultivator before the soul snatching. Although your physical talent is slightly worse, there's still hope for you to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. Alright, I'll reward you with a large batch of spiritual pills first. If you can reach the late-stage Qi Refining before opening up the cave abode, I'll make an exception and remove the Soul Devouring Insect from your body, and also reward you with another high-quality spiritual artifact."

  Only then did Ou Yang's old ancestor shake his sleeves and take out several jade small bottles from his storage bag.

  "I have six bottles of top-grade Spirit Recovery Pills here, which are extremely beneficial for cultivators who are in the Foundation Building stage of the Great Circle of Qi Refining. If you take them back with you, they should be enough for your use for a year."

  Zhang Heng had some unbelievable good fortune in obtaining these Spirit Recovery Pills. When did Ouyang Old Ancestor ever treat himself so well?

  The effect of Buling Dan is not as against the sky as that of Zhugiji Dan, but for a cultivator who is about to advance to the foundation period, it is completely priceless.

  If one possesses over a dozen Spirit Consolidating Pills, an individual with innate spiritual roots can almost certainly enter the Foundation Establishment stage.

  Ou Yang's ancestor made a move and took out six bottles. There are probably no less than a hundred Spirit Recovery Pills in here.

  Moreover, the Spirit-Replenishing Pill is not only useful for cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage, but also has a significant effect on those who have already entered this stage, which can be seen from the preciousness of this pill.

  In the Immortal Realm, perhaps only cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage could produce such a large quantity of Spirit Replenishing Pills in one breath.

  Zhang Heng took over these Bu Ling Dan and naturally felt a wave of gratitude and loyalty to Ouyang Laozu, but he didn't put away the few bottles of Bu Ling Dan.

  Ou Yang's eyes flickered to his waist and his expression changed slightly: "Where is your storage bag?"

  Zhang Heng was delighted in his heart, this is just right, no need to ask for a storage bag himself.

  (Second update, if there are tickets, just smash them, don't worry, they won't kill me)