Jing Feng narrowed his eyes, looked around, and said, "If something happens, why don't you show up and see me?"
After a while, a middle-aged man wearing animal skin clothes with an angry face and a gloomy expression walked out of the secret place.
This man Jingfeng happened to know, he was Elder Meng from the Beast Taming Sect, and he saw him walking towards Jingfeng calmly.
"It turns out to be Elder Meng. I wonder what the elder is asking for advice from this boy?"
Elder Meng was a head shorter than Jingfeng. At this moment, he was standing in front of Jingfeng, looking down at the storage bag hanging on Jingfeng's waist. He felt more and more familiar, and his expression was uncertain.
"Let me ask you, where did you get this storage bag?"
Jingfeng was shocked, but he still pretended to be calm and replied, "Did I pick up this storage bag?"
"Picked it up?"
Elder Meng naturally would not believe such words, and his tone was a bit cold.
"This storage bag is clearly only qualified for use by my inner disciples of the Beast Taming Sect. Where did you pick it up?"
Jingfeng couldn't hold it back after hearing this, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he replied: "Elder Meng didn't know something. On the way to transport Zhu Huai's cubs, our camp was attacked by Elder Zhu Huai at night. We, Meng Bei and others They were separated and escaped. The next day I returned to the camp and found this storage bag, so I picked it up and kept it with me."
When Elder Meng heard this, he was half convinced. He and his disciples had searched the camp mentioned by Jingfeng. It was indeed a mess, but Meng Bei's body was not found.
There are also special magic weapons such as storage bags. The human race has the power to refine space pattern arrays through spiritual stones, so that the storage bags can create special spaces that can store objects. The size of the space in storage bags of different levels, There are different levels of confidentiality.
The storage bag that Jingfeng took from Meng Bei, Song Jing and others was made from low-grade spiritual stones. The internal space is about one to three feet in diameter. As long as the true energy is injected, the magic weapon can be freely opened or closed. . This kind of magic weapon is powerful and practical. A small storage bag with a radius of one foot is worth two thousand taels of silver, one with two feet is worth four thousand taels, and one with three feet is worth six thousand taels! In the world of cultivation, only high-level disciples and elders of famous sects, or children of royal families with profound backgrounds, can afford such luxury goods.
A more advanced storage bag, which takes countless middle-grade spiritual stones to refine, has an internal space of about ten feet to thirty feet. When used, it is not simply someone who can open it with true energy. The owner can create his own storage bag. Jue, only by using the Object Collection Jue can the magic weapon be mobilized. The price of this kind of storage bag is unimaginable, and you may not even be able to buy it with a thousand taels of gold.
Even more advanced are the storage bags made from top-grade spiritual stones. The internal space is a hundred feet in diameter, and even larger ones are several hundred feet in diameter. This top-grade magic weapon can identify its owner by dripping blood, and can only be used by its owner. , its value can no longer be measured in terms of money. On the mainland, those who are qualified to possess magic weapons of this level are all leaders and powerful figures in the cultivation world.
Elder Meng knew very well how important the storage bag was to cultivators, so he changed his mind and said in a somewhat difficult manner: "The patterns on this storage bag are clearly unique to my beast control sect. Since you picked it up, Why don't you return it to its original owner and hand it back to me, the Beast Taming Sect."
When Jingfeng heard this, he secretly scolded this old man for being shameless and trying to trick me.
It's a waste of talent if you don't collect debts!
Jingfeng was teasing in his heart and said: "Elder Meng, you are not being kind. After all, I have never seen what your beast control door's storage bag looks like. It's hard to leave it to you."
Elder Meng was stunned and took off his storage bag from his waist. It had an animal head embroidered on it.
"There should be a similar pattern on your storage bag. This is proof of my beast-controlling sect."
Jingfeng sneered and said: "Elder Meng, according to what you said, all the storage bags with animal heads tattooed on them are from your beast control sect?"
"My disciple Chen Zhi uses exactly the same storage bag. You must have seen it that day, right?"
"No, I didn't pay attention."
In fact, this storage bag really belonged to Meng Bei, but Jingfeng bit it to death because he didn't want to give it to him.
Your disciple wants to kill me. How can I return the trophies I worked so hard to get to you?
Elder Meng was so angry that his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do about Jingfeng. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, will you give it to me or not?"
"So what if I don't give it?"
"Hmph, don't think I don't dare to snatch it."
"This is the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce. If Elder Meng is not afraid of getting into trouble, you can give it a try."
Elder Meng stared at Jingfeng. After a few breaths, he finally lowered his posture and said, "Then you open the storage bag and I will check the contents. If there is no problem, I will not pester you anymore."
How could Jingfeng compromise? This storage bag contained all the elixirs and techniques, and he had not even had time to learn the beast-control techniques of the beast-control sect.
"There are some personal belongings inside. I'm afraid it's not convenient for Elder Meng to see."
"You brat, don't challenge my bottom line!"
Jingfeng secretly cursed the old man, but he planned to resist to the end. Because this kind of person is the more humble you are, the less he will take you seriously.
"Boy, don't make me do it!"
Jingfeng's face turned cold, he couldn't be manipulated by others at will.
He took a deep breath, silently circulated his true energy, poured it into his legs, used the Shadow Step instantly, and ran away. Before Elder Meng could react, the scenery was already like a stream of light, and he rushed out with a "swish".
"Little bastard, where are you running?"
Elder Meng felt that he had been brushed off, and he was furious, and he quickly chased after him.
After all, the difference in strength was too big. Even though Jingfeng had the Shadow Step, he was quickly caught up by Elder Meng. For the latter, he raised his hand and slapped him with a palm. The continuous infuriating energy was so overbearing that it was like a raging and roaring hurricane, making the air buzz.
"Old man, you've gone too far!"
Jingfeng couldn't help but feel angry, as if an inexplicable evil fire was ignited in his heart, and there seemed to be thousands of demons whispering in his ears, making it impossible for him to calm down.
Thinking of this, Jingfeng suddenly stopped, and the aura on his body was overwhelming, like an extremely cruel beast from the wild. He accumulated all his true energy, and when he looked back, he struck out with a palm. The thick true energy was like a whale devouring a tiger. It was shocking. The air within five feet around him twisted and roared, unable to withstand this overwhelming blow.
The two of them met each other with palms facing each other, as if the sky and the earth were falling apart, and the trees and rockeries around them exploded into powder.
"You brat, you're looking for death!"
"It's you that damn it!"
Jingfeng's eyes were red and he was extremely angry. I felt like I couldn't control my emotions at all, so I gritted my teeth and shouted.
Elder Meng looked directly at Jingfeng, feeling that the latter did not look like a person at this moment, but a vicious beast that devoured people, which actually made him feel a trace of fear in his heart.
How can it be? !
Although Jingfeng was beaten and his clothes were torn, he still refused to give up and looked unafraid of death.
Elder Meng was afraid that he would be pushed into a panic, so he withdrew his energy, swayed, and moved ten feet away.
"Hmph, kid, you're lucky this time, we'll see."
After saying that, Elder Meng fled into the pavilion behind him and disappeared.
When Jingfeng saw Elder Meng running away, veins popped up on his forehead in worry. He roared crazily, and the majestic physical power in his body allowed him to destroy the place wantonly. He kept punching, as if he was venting the anger in his heart. Each blow was powerful and heavy, ferocious and unstoppable.
It wasn't until the surrounding scenery was destroyed by him that he slowly stopped, and the blood-red color in his eyes gradually faded away.
He looked at the pavilion and rockery around him, and he was a little dumbfounded. The original exquisite and expensive furnishings were in a mess that he had made.
He looked at his hands blankly and shook his head slightly.
This is not me, how could I do such a thing.
He walked forward with heavy steps, already feeling very confused. He felt that his body was not under his control at all just now, as if he was possessed, and his mind unconsciously wanted to destroy everything in his sight, and this violent feeling actually gave him a little pleasure.
Soon, a waiter from the Chamber of Commerce heard the sound and came over. When he saw the devastated backyard, he was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
"me……"
Jingfeng wanted to step forward to explain, but the waiter looked at him with fear on his face and turned around and ran away.
Jingfeng let out a long sigh and lowered his hands feebly.
In a hall of the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce, Long Shengna looked at Jingfeng angrily and said, "I'll give you a cup of tea and explain to me what you did today."
Jingfeng raised his eyes and glanced at Long Shengna, then lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.
"say something."
"Do you believe me when I say that Elder Meng from the Beast Taming Sect came to trouble me after I left home?"
"I believe it, but what does it have to do with you disturbing so many things in the backyard?"
Jingfeng took off the storage bag embroidered with animal heads from his waist and threw it on the table. He sighed and said, "It's all my fault. That old man wanted to take my things away, so we fought."
"No, you two are fighting each other. He doesn't dare to do anything to you in the Qianlong Chamber of Commerce. So does my family owe you something or something?"
Jingfeng was embarrassed and kept his head down without speaking. He thought for a moment and said, "This happened because of me. I will pay you any amount of silver."
"At least 10,000 taels! You compensate, can you afford it? You still owe me more than 400 taels, and I don't care about you anymore."
Jingfeng pondered for a moment and asked, "Is the storage bag valuable?"
"It's valuable. Why, are you so poor that you plan to sell it to the seller?"
Long Shengna was a little gloating.
"How much is it worth?"
"It ranges from two thousand taels to six thousand taels. The old ones are slightly cheaper, about one thousand five hundred taels."
With that said, Jingfeng took out four storage bags from his waist, pushed them all to Long Shengna, and said, "Calculate how much they are worth."
Long Shengna originally knew that the storage bag Jingfeng was using was taken from Meng Bei, but she didn't expect that he would take out so many more.
Long Shengna's beautiful eyes widened instantly and she asked, "Where did you get so many storage bags?"
"Don't worry about it. Tell me when you're done."
Long Shengna glanced at Jingfeng in surprise, picked up each of them and injected her energy into them, and looked at them carefully.
Among these storage bags, there is one for Song Jing, one for Ji Bin, the head of the Ji family, one for guard Chen Wei, and another for a senior member of the Ji family.
Then he took out five boxes of silver from Meng Bei's storage bag, which almost made Long Shengna's jaw drop.
