Mythical Cultivation

His figure gradually moved away and soon disappeared into the distant mountains and forests.

Chen Xiaolong stood there and watched Wu Mingyuan go away.

Then, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly in the direction Wu Ming was leaving: "Brother Wu, take care on your journey!"

Wu Ming listened to Chen Xiaolong's voice without looking back. He didn't know if they would ever meet again. Perhaps this separation would last forever.

This is what spiritual practice is like. Decades pass by quickly, and the difference between those who practice spiritual practice and ordinary people begins to widen.

As Wu Ming's figure got farther and farther away, Chen Xiaolong's voice and shadow became increasingly blurred, and were finally drowned out by the silence of the forest.

"Wu Ming, I'm done."

Wu Ming's figure had just left Xiaochen Village not far away when the voice of Shadow Rat Wu Hui suddenly rang in his mind.

When Wu Ming heard the sound, he stopped immediately and was secretly surprised: This shadow rat is quite fast.

Sure enough, in just a moment, Shadow Rat Wu Hui appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Wu Ming took a closer look and saw two storage bags hanging around the Shadow Rat's neck. This puzzled him, so he asked, "Why do you have two storage bags?"

Upon hearing this, Shadow Mouse Wu Hui chuckled, revealing his sharp teeth, and explained, "Hey, this is a storage bag I accidentally picked up some time ago. I don't know what's inside. Wu Ming, can you help me take a look?"

As it spoke, it handed one of the slightly old storage bags to Wu Ming.

Seeing this, Wu Ming did not refuse and took the storage bag. After sensing it for a while, he found that the storage bag no longer had the aura of the cultivator.

What does this mean? It means that the owner of this storage bag is likely dead.

In this way, the storage bag is relatively easy to open.

After all, if the owner of this storage bag is still alive, it would not be so easy to open it. At least in Wu Ming's current condition, it is absolutely impossible to open it.

After some skilled operation, Wu Ming successfully opened the mysterious storage bag.

He poured it over gently, and the items inside poured out like water.

A closer look revealed that there was only a low-grade flying sword, three or four bottles of elixirs, and dozens of spirit stones.

Wu Ming thought to himself, "It seems the owner of this storage bag is a casual cultivator."

He didn't have much interest in these items. After all, with his strength and vision, these things were really insignificant.

However, Shadow Mouse on the side showed great interest in these items.

Its small eyes were fixed on the pills, and there was obvious anticipation on its face.

Seeing this, Wu Ming smiled slightly and said to Shadow Mouse, "Just keep these!"

When Shadow Mouse heard Wu Ming's words, he immediately became excited.

It quickly collected the pills and spirit stones one by one. Then, it picked up one of the bottles of pills and sniffed it carefully, as if to confirm the quality of the pills.

After confirming that everything was correct, Shadow Mouse poured out one of the pills without hesitation and put it into his mouth.

As the pill entered his throat, Shadow Mouse's body trembled slightly, apparently feeling the pill's medicinal power.

However, Shadow Rat didn't even look at the low-grade flying sword, as if it had no interest in it at all.

Wu Ming looked at the Shadow Rat's actions with some curiosity, especially its attitude towards the flying sword, which made him feel very puzzled.

So, he asked, "Why don't you put away this magical flying sword?"

"This is a gift for you. It's worth letting you open the storage bag. Besides, it's useless for me to hold it."

Shadow Rat's words made Wu Ming feel a little ridiculous. He had never expected that Shadow Rat would actually give him money.

However, since Shadow Mouse said so, Wu Ming did not refuse.

"Okay, now that you're all packed, let's get going!

Get to Qingping Town as soon as possible and see if you can meet other cultivators and buy some pills.

Of course, if you find any treasures along the way, please let me know so we can take some along the way."

Wu Ming said to Shadow Mouse and began to plan the next journey.

As he spoke, he put the low-grade flying sword into his storage bag.

Although the quality of this flying sword is not high, it is a magic weapon after all, and it is better than nothing.

Wu Ming thought to himself, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

Hearing Wu Ming mention the treasure, Shadow Mouse's eyes immediately lit up, and it said excitedly: "Treasure? Then Wu Ming, don't worry, no treasure can escape my eyes, hehe!"

Obviously, Shadow Mouse is very interested in finding treasures.

However, Shadow Mouse had not actually thought carefully about where to go or what to do.

It just followed Wu Ming and didn't have much idea about the destination and specific itinerary.

Seeing that Shadow Rat had no objection, Wu Ming felt relieved and was about to set off.

But suddenly he caught a glimpse of Shadow Mouse's body, which was about the same size as a domestic dog, and he couldn't help but frown and look embarrassed.

This shadow rat is naturally harmless in the wild, but if it enters a town, its huge size will definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After all, what he needed most at the moment was to keep a low profile and try not to attract attention.

Wu Ming thought for a moment and decided to ask Shadow Mouse.

"Wu Hui, look at your body. It's really a bit too big. If you enter the town, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. Can you find a way to make your body smaller? This will also avoid some unnecessary trouble."

Upon hearing this, Shadow Mouse didn't seem to think there was anything wrong. He just blinked his black eyes and looked at Wu Ming curiously.

How could it know that its size might attract other people's attention? This is the case for all monsters in the wild, so it was a little confused.

However, since Wu Ming said so, Shadow Mouse naturally would not refuse.

It thought for a moment and then replied, "I'll give it a try. I don't know if I can become smaller."

After saying that, Shadow Mouse began to concentrate and tried to control his body.

A cup of tea passed in a flash, and finally, Shadow Mouse brought good news: "I can become smaller!"

Before he finished speaking, the shadow mouse, which was originally three feet long and more than a foot high, began to shrink slowly.

Its fur also became tighter as its body shrank, and eventually, the Shadow Mouse successfully became the size of an ordinary mouse.

The shadow mouse seemed very excited after completing the transformation. It jumped nimbly like a light dancer and landed steadily on Wu Ming's shoulder.

"Is this okay?"

Shadow Mouse's voice came from Wu Ming's ears, with a little uneasiness and expectation, as if waiting for Wu Ming's affirmative answer.