After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

After returning to his residence, Qin He took out the black wooden box.

When he opened it, he found a purple-gold bowl inside, an inch deep. There were ripples on the bottom of the bowl, and an inexplicable force was flowing inside.

Beneath the rippling water, a small sword was quietly suspended in the air.

Qin He suddenly felt strange and shook the purple gold bowl, but found that the small sword did not move at all, and did not move left or right or up or down inside.

The sword is very small and is suspended in the bowl like a toothpick.

"This is…"

A strange look flashed across Qin He's face. After a pause, he slowly stretched out his hand and reached into the purple gold bowl.

Something strange happened.

After passing through the water ripples, his hand quickly shrank and became as small as a toothpick.

But there was no discomfort in my hands.

Qin He didn't hesitate and directly grabbed the small sword and took it out.

The sword was slightly cool, and after passing through the water ripples, it became thicker and wider.

After it was fully taken out, a shiny, five-foot-long sword with a cold glow appeared in front of Qin He.

"Wocao, storage space!"

Qin He was overjoyed. This thing was definitely a treasure in Sin City.

The city-covering formation that covered an area of ​​a thousand miles around the Sin City greatly suppressed the power of space-based magic weapons.

Ordinary storage bags cannot be used at all, and space-related skills and magical powers are also restricted.

This is for ordinary monks.

For Qin He, the situation was even worse. Even if the storage bag could be used, he couldn't use his energy to open it.

I never expected that today I would get a purple gold bowl that I could just reach out and take without even having to open or close it.

Not only can it withstand the suppression of the City Covering Array, but it can also be used without the need to exert any energy. It is simply tailor-made for him.

Qin He had come across this kind of storage space before. It wasn't particularly advanced, but it was very rare, mainly because it was niche.

In the outside world, a storage bag can solve the problem of carrying things, and very few people are willing to take off their pants and fart to refine such things.

Not only is it troublesome, the materials are expensive and the effect is not good.

This item is primarily used by low-level body cultivators. Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they cannot open their storage bags, yet they still need to carry items. Meanwhile, some wealthy factions will also refine some for their mortal disciples.

However, most of them were crude things and could not possibly withstand the suppression of the city-covering formation.

Whether it is the refining technique, shape, or space capacity of this item, it shows that it is of extraordinary quality.

No wonder Khufu hid it under his futon.

If you don't search carefully, it's impossible to find that there is a secret compartment there.

Looking at the sword in his hand again, he flicked his finger lightly, and the sword made a clanging sound, like a dragon's roar. The sword body was shining and sharp.

"What a sword!"

Qin He praised it, a high-level magic weapon, buy one get one free.

Master Hu is generous.

I will definitely take Dao Buer’s knife back someday and sell it to him.

With this thing, you no longer have to worry about having no place to store the things lying around on your body.

Qin He tried it a few times, put the sword back into the purple gold bowl, and took down the four-legged beast and put it in.

The two objects instantly became as small as bamboo sticks, and then all the messy parts on them were put in at once.

Feeling light without anything, Qin He then found a rope, carefully tied up the purple gold bowl, and placed it close to his body under his armpit, which was the place Qin He was most accustomed to taking things from.

But Qin He soon discovered the disadvantages of this thing.

The only drawback is that the things stored cannot be wider than the mouth of the bowl.

……

At the same time, in an abandoned thatched house somewhere under the city of Sin City.

Dao Buer held his breath and nervously observed all the movements nearby. Only after he was sure that he had shaken off Khufu and the patrolling guards did he breathe a sigh of relief.

During this trip, he got back his long sword and also took away a lot of Khufu's property. It was definitely a windfall.

The only drawback is that I don’t know which wicked bastard plotted against me.

Closing and locking the door not only exposed him, but also allowed him to be recognized by Khufu.

This face will be in trouble in Sin City in the future, and may even be captured by the city guards.

The more Dao Buer thought about that shout, the more familiar it seemed.

It seems like it’s Mo Sanfeng’s voice!

That bastard has always been greedy and ruthless. When did he start meddling in other people's business?