Mortal Mage

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the beautiful figure disappearing in the teleportation array and licked the remaining sweetness at the corner of his mouth.

With a kiss, he stole the storage ring that contained 90,000 middle-grade spirit stones.

The main thing is that it is difficult to explain to Xiyun about this matter.

I don’t know what will happen if Xiyun and Shi Manman meet again. I hope they never meet.

He probed his spiritual sense into Shi Manman's storage bag.

The internal space is as big as a room, and this capacity is considered a top-grade storage bag in Cuiyun Fairyland.

There are probably more than 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, more than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, and a small amount of gold.

This spirit stone is most likely his.

There was also a fine steel sword, a silver spear, a white jade mirror with runes inlaid on the edge, a white jade bracelet, a palm-sized fiery red gourd, three talismans painted on animal skins, six bottles of elixirs, and seventeen jade slips of different colors.

Is this all the life-saving methods a Jindan stage cultivator has?

Except for the spirit stone inside, I felt a little chilly.

The key is that he doesn’t know what these things are called, what functions they have, or how to activate them.

"First, let's take a look at what's in these jade slips."

Zhang Mingxuan first grabbed three green jade slips from inside, held them in his hand, and probed the jade slips with his spiritual sense.

One is recorded as "Xianlan Sword Technique", one is recorded as "Golden Body Sutra", and one is recorded as "Wind and Thunder Technique".

"These three are all techniques."

Zhang Mingxuan put the three jade slips of martial arts back into the storage bag, then took out five orange jade slips and held them in his hand. He probed his spiritual sense into them and began to check.

"Golden Thunder Refining Technique", "Alchemy Technique", "Alchemy Tempering Technique", "Alchemy Washing Technique", and "Alchemy Condensing Technique".

"They are all gold-attributed jade slips for refining tools and elixirs."

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at the contents of the jade slip and curled his lips in disdain.

Except for the "Golden Thunder Refining Technique", which is considered a high-level refining technique, the other alchemy jade slips are all low-level techniques.

He put the jade slip into his storage bag.

The other eleven green jade slips are sound transmission jade slips, so there is no need to check them.

All that's left are some bottles and jars.

There is also a dark green jade slip.

He grabbed the last dark green jade slip and probed his spiritual sense into it. In an instant, a cool breath surged into his sea of ​​consciousness, and then Shi Manman's figure emerged in the jade slip.

This was obviously a memory left by Shi Manman.

He peeked over, and Shi Manman's graceful figure immediately merged into his mind.

In an instant, nine hundred years of memories of a woman appeared in his mind.

Those memories began to emerge in his mind.

In a wealthy family compound, a little girl of about seven or eight years old held a small wooden sword in her hand and took a deep breath. "Grandpa, I want to know why." She tried to speak in a calm tone, "I don't want to go to the Xuanfang, I want to go to the Sword Sect."

"No, it's not you who are going to the Dingxiangfang, it's us who are going to the Dingxiangfang." The old man called Zuye put a spirit-detecting crystal into his storage ring and looked at the little girl coldly. "Do you know what the Golden Wind Spiritual Root is supposed to do?"

The girl tightly grasped the wooden sword in her hand, clenched her other hand into a fist, opened her mouth, and wanted to scream, but a woman covered her mouth at this time; "Don't be rude to the ancestors."

"I don't want this ancestor. I don't want to go to the Yanfang. I want to go to the Jianzong. I want to go to the Jian!zong!"

The girl screamed and struggled, and was carried into the house by the woman.

Many years passed.

A graceful figure was standing in front of a grave with a glass of wine in her hand. She was Shi Manman.

"Do you regret it? If you hadn't insisted on going to the Sword Sect, Grandpa wouldn't have ignored your father's affairs."

There was a man standing behind Shi Manman.

"I don't regret it. What I regret is being born into the Shi family."

"I understand." The man looked at her back. "Although the Sword Sect won't accept you, you can follow me to the Xianyuan Sect." The man paused for a moment. "However, you can only be an outer disciple."

"Well, I'll go to Xianyuan Gate with you."

"Aren't you afraid of your grandfather?"

"My father is dead, and the Shi family treats me so coldly. From now on, I will no longer be a member of the Shi family."

Shi Manman poured the wine in her hand toward the tombstone and turned and left.

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A hundred years pass in a flash.

"Manman, it has been three hundred years. I know you have always been attached to the Sword Sect. As long as you are willing to practice dual cultivation with me, I can give you the Qingfeng Sword Technique."

It's still that man.

"Three hundred years, but I don't have any feelings for you." Shi Manman looked at the sea of ​​clouds and mountains outside the window quietly, her tone cold; "Don't you think it's ridiculous to read a low-grade martial arts method?"

"I am willing to wait. As long as you are willing to accept me, we can achieve a breakthrough to the Golden Core through cultivation together!"

"Oh, you are so naive"

Shi Manman sneered.

"Manman, I really love you, and I am willing to give something for you."

"Give everything? Are you willing to give up everything you pursue for me?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Shi Manman's eyes.

"Manman"

The man was silent for a moment. "As long as you are willing to practice dual cultivation with me, I will swear an oath to the heavens!"

"Now, I'll give you one last chance to get out of here."

Shi Manman's eyes showed a hint of disgust as she spoke coldly.

"You dare to take action against me?"

"You want to try?"

A cold light flashed in Shi Manman's eyes.

A ray of light flashed by, and a bloody wound was cut open on the man's abdomen. He knelt on the ground, holding his stomach with one hand, and took out a bottle of pills from the storage bag with the other hand, and poured them into his mouth frantically.

"My father told me before he died that I could only trust myself,"

The steel sword in Shi Manman's hand was dripping with blood. "And you, don't think that I know nothing."

She turned and left indifferently, leaving the man groaning in pain on the ground.

In the days that followed, she practiced swordsmanship, read about battle formations in her spare time, and tried to make elixirs, tame beasts, subdue demons, draw talismans, capture souls, perform divination, and temper poisons, but she refused to pursue the art of refining weapons.

Another hundred years passed, and she finally found a magical herb in a secret realm, which helped her break through the golden elixir stage. However, she was unable to enter the inner gate afterwards, but was sent to Feizhou Immortal City and served as the deacon of Zuozhou City.

Finally, it is about the functions and activation methods of several secret techniques in the storage bag, as well as some well-known things in Cuiyun Fairyland.

The memory ends here.

These memories may be hidden or incomplete, but they are all things that Shi Manman is willing to show Zhang Mingxuan.

Zhang Mingxuan put away the jade slip, then reorganized all the items in the storage bag, tied them inside the green clothes, climbed up to the top of Zhoucheng again, and headed towards the collapsed Tianzi No. 1 attic, looking for his flying beast. He laughed awkwardly and whispered to himself, "In the end, he still didn't tell me the man's name."

With Shi Manman's nine hundred years of memories, he now felt like a local who had lived in Cuiyun Fairyland for nine hundred years.

He knew that at the very least, Beast Cloud Villa was a second-rate sect, but it was a well-known and upright sect, and its average strength had surpassed most of the sects in the Cuiyun Continent. He knew that although menial disciples could not enter the library at will, they could buy the sect's skills from any sect disciple as long as they had spirit stones.

He knew that the redwood in Xianzhou City came from Nansheng Shenzhou, Cuiyun Fairyland, and two mortal continents, one in the East and one in the West.

He knew that a low-grade spirit stone could keep him at ease for three days, he knew that there were many techniques for independent practitioners for sale in Cuiyun Continent, and he knew not to provoke others at will, and if provoked by others he should kill them with a single blow.

Not for any reason, because these were the losses that Shi Manman had suffered in her memory.

But the most important thing is that he knows that if you are a disciple of Beast Cloud Villa, you can rent the Flying Shrimp Beast at will and don't have to buy it at all.

That was the only thing that made him angry.

"I'm going to Shouyun Villa to return this sheep first."

He first looked down at the badge of Beast Cloud Villa, then walked to the collapsed attic monster house and led the flying beast.

"Once we are out of the formation, we will be at the Dust Wind Sword Sect's territory. Can you fly?"

"baa"

The flying beast cried out and limped to its feet, indicating that it could fly.

Zhang Mingxuan rode on the flying beast and entered the sea teleportation array that Manman had set up in the open space ahead.

The teleportation array shone with golden light, and the man and the beast disappeared under the sea.