"It's a rubbish breathing method, and it's incomparable to my Nine Heavens Immortal Breathing Method! However, there are no restrictions on practicing it, so it can be used as a transition in the early stages. Let Xiaoyao and the others practice it."
Thinking of this,
Lin Feng searched the old man with ashes and found a Qiankun bag.
Qiankun Bag is a storage tool in the world of cultivation.
The old man also has one, and it covers an area of several hundred square meters, while the one of the old man Kuxin is only one square meter.
Unfortunately, out of resentment towards the old man,
When Lin Feng went down the mountain, he didn't take anything of the old man's belongings. He buried them all with the old man!
Now think about it,
Lin Feng felt like he was a little stupid!!
The old man's inheritance is one in a million, and it is a great opportunity for any cultivator. How could you refuse it just because of a little obsession?
Oh shit!
When did I become so stupid?
No, I have to find time to go back and get it!
Lin Feng opened the Qiankun bag again and took a look.
In addition to a few spirit stones and a worn cloth roll, the bag also contained some of the old man Kuxin's cultivation experience.
These experiences are very valuable to warriors, but too useless to Lin Feng.
"Why do you feel a little refreshed?"
"It's just like when I was in college, playing games and killing monsters to get equipment!"
From then on, Lin Feng embarked on a path of no return.
He stretched out his right hand towards the pool of blood left by Jiang Junlin not far away!
Telekinesis!
Three spirit-explosive bombs flew into his hands with a whoosh.
A simple calculation,
Now Lin Feng has twelve low-grade spirit stones on him!
This is a huge fortune in the Dharma-Ending Age!
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