The whole world is cultivating qi, only I am cultivating the body

He mobilized the energy and blood in his body again, and this time the energy and blood opened the storage ring smoothly.

It was the first time for him to come into contact with a storage ring. If the storage bag was like a small space with a bird's-eye view, then the storage ring was like an interface. With just a thought, he could retrieve what he wanted from the interface. It was much more convenient than a storage bag.

Zeng Wenyu didn't know whether the space in this storage ring was big or small, but from his perspective, the space in this storage ring was enough to put all the things in his storage bags, and the volume occupied by these things was less than one-tenth of the space in this storage ring.

You have to know that Zeng Wenyu couldn't use the storage ring before, so he had more than a dozen storage bags on him. Although some of the storage bags were not full, even though these storage bags were cheap and had small space, they still contained a lot of things when added together, and only managed to fill up one tenth of the space in the storage ring.

"It's a big space, right?" Pang Guangzi saw Zeng Wenyu's expression. "It's normal for it to be big. Ordinary storage rings don't have such a big space. The space of this storage ring is about three times that of an ordinary storage ring. According to the current classification, the storage ring in your hand can be classified as a top-grade one."

After hearing what Pang Guangzi said, Zeng Wenyu realized that storage rings also come in different sizes. Just when he wanted to say something to Pang Guangzi, something in the storage ring attracted his attention. It was the thing in the storage ring, and its shape was square like a small box.

With a thought, the box was moved out of the storage ring. Zeng Wenyi originally wanted to hold the small box in his hands, but when the box was about to touch his hand, a sense of danger came from the box. Zeng Wenyu immediately withdrew his hand and let the box fall to the ground naturally.

"Boom!"

A heavy sound of landing was heard from the ground, and the box landed steadily on the ground. When it landed on the ground, Zeng Wenyu even felt the ground shaking.

"What is this? Why is such a small box so heavy?"

Every side of the small box on the ground was pitch black. Staring at the black box carefully, the dark color attracted Zeng Wenyu's attention, as if it wanted to make him fall into it.

"Where did this come from?" Pang Guangzi looked away. He found that he had only glanced at the box and his attention was attracted by it. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. "Disciple, is this your thing? Why would even someone of my level of cultivation be attracted by it?"

Pang Guangzi asked several times but no one answered. Only then did he realize that Zeng Wenyu was staring at the black box and had stretched out his right hand, about to touch the box. He immediately reached out and grabbed Zeng Wenyu's hand, preventing Zeng Wenyu from really touching the box.

Zeng Wenyu finally came back to his senses after being pulled by Pang Guangzi. Just now he only felt that something in the box seemed to be calling him, but when he came to his senses and thought about it carefully, he realized that he was obviously hit by some kind of magic.

"Huh..." After a long sigh of relief, Zeng Wenyu answered Pang Guangzi, "Grandmaster, this thing is already in this storage ring. Is it something that belonged to the ancestor back then?"

"It shouldn't be like that. If it's really the master's thing, and this ring has been used many times by the master's disciples, why has he never mentioned this box? I think this box is very likely to belong to some powerful person..." Pang Guangzi suddenly paused, "It suddenly occurred to me that before I got the Samadhi Fire, I once fell into a deep sleep. In my dream, I seemed to see the founder of our Taoism. He pointed me in a direction. After I woke up, I followed the direction in the dream with the mentality of taking a gamble, and finally I really found the Samadhi Fire. I originally thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seems... this thing might be left by the founder at that time."

"Grandmaster, I think there are some problems with what you said. If it is really the original master, why would he leave such a thing behind? If you hadn't held me back just now, I am afraid I would have touched the box. We don't know what would happen at that time and what the consequences would be."

Pang Guangzi felt that what Zeng Wenyu said made sense, but he still didn't quite believe that the founder in his dream would do anything bad to them. Finally, he gritted his teeth and reached out to the dark box.

Soon Pang Guangzi's hand touched the box. The moment he touched the box, Pang Guangzi was ready to be attacked or poisoned.

The box trembled a few times when Pang Guangzi touched it, and finally a small crack appeared on the box, and a whisk came out of the crack and fell to the ground.

Seeing the whisk on the ground, Zeng Wenyu was a little dazed: "This... this... there is only one whisk in this box?"

"No, I've always wanted to change to a whisk of higher grade, and the grade of this whisk..." Pang Guangzi picked up the whisk on the ground, held it in his hand and examined it carefully, "The grade of this whisk is much higher than the whisk in my hand."

"So, Master, what you mean is that the founder gave us some treasures? But didn't he ascend to heaven a long time ago? And Master, you said that you didn't predict my existence, so how could he..."

Zeng Wenyu couldn't go on at this point. He suddenly remembered the description he had heard before and the clay sculpture he saw at Sui Xin Gate. Although the people in this world didn't know about it, he had heard that description before he traveled through time and space. That was Yuanshi Tianzun. If it was really him, Zeng Wenyu couldn't imagine the scene where the other party couldn't predict himself.

Thinking of this, Zeng Wenyu tentatively reached out his hand to the black box. When his hand touched the black box, the black box shook violently. The originally small box became smaller and smaller in the shaking, and finally disappeared completely. Where the box disappeared, a ball of khaki gas replaced the original box.

"Innate Earth?" Just as Zeng Wenyu was thinking about what this yellowish-brown gas was, the ghost girl came over and took the yellowish-brown gas into her hands. "Where did this innate earth come from? Why didn't I find it before?"

The ghost girl's question made Zeng Wenyu and Pang Guangzi look at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Zeng Wenyu asked, "Senior ghost girl, didn't you notice that there is a small black box here?"

"What is that? What little black box? What are you talking about? Haven't you two been talking here?"

"This……"

Zeng Wenyu and Pang Guangzi looked at each other. Even the Venerable-level ghost girl didn't notice the black box just now?