He Has a Dragon

"Uh, just this one?" Wang Le twitched the corner of his mouth and said with surprise: "I also knew this was a good thing, but I didn't expect it to be so precious. After all, the demon clan has disappeared for hundreds of years. There are no demons in the world. This may be the only beast bag left.”

After a pause, Wang Le looked at the monster bag in his hand, and exclaimed: "The storage stone can store things, because the storage stone is born with an independent small space, and the magic circle is engraved on it the day after tomorrow. Made."

"And the space in this monster bag was created the day after tomorrow. It's really a work of art. What's more important is that this space can actually store living things like monsters."

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but think of his Dharma Eye space. Although it was vast and boundless, it had never been able to store living creatures.

The last time I put an eagle in, it didn't last long.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Le is even more amazed at the function of this monster bag, which is really rare.

At this time, Xiao Zhixuan said with regret: "Because the monster bag has existed for too long, the space inside is getting smaller and smaller, with only four square meters left."

"Too long? How long?" Wang Le asked casually while calmly putting the monster bag into the Dharma Eye space again.

Xiao Zhixuan replied calmly: "I don't know the specific time, old man, but it must be calculated in units of thousands of years."

"Hiss!" Wang Le couldn't help but gasped. He didn't expect this monster bag to exist for such a long time.

"It's not easy to survive the vicissitudes of life until today. I have to be careful in using it and not let it be destroyed in my own hands." Wang Le muttered silently in his heart.

Just when Wang Le secretly made up his mind to cherish and use this monster bag, Xiao Zhixuan suddenly said: "Although the monster bag comes from the monster clan, it is not made by the monster clan."

"Oh?" Wang Le looked at Xiao Zhixuan with a surprised look on his face and asked, "It's not the demon race or the human race. Who made it?"

Xiao Zhixuan shook his head and replied: "No one knows who made this monster bag, because this thing was found by the monster clan in a mysterious ruins in a restricted area."

After a pause, Xiao Zhixuan further explained: "The mysterious ruins in this restricted area are probably left over from ancient times."

"Uh!" Wang Le muttered in disbelief: "If this monster bag is a relic from ancient times, then it is not calculated in units of thousands of years, but in units of ten thousand years."

Then Wang Le continued with increasing disbelief: "In ten thousand years, no matter how good it is, it will all be destroyed, let alone just a rag bag."

At this moment, Xiao Zhixuan glanced at Wang Le and said disapprovingly: "You guys must never underestimate the wisdom and methods of the ancients."

Before Wang Le could refute, Xiao Zhixuan continued: "Especially the cultivation civilization in ancient times is far higher than ours."

After a pause, Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help showing deep longing in his eyes, and said again: "That is a cultivation civilization that can live as long as the sky, scatter beans and make soldiers, use thunder and rain on the palm of the hand, and use some means of protection to let the monsters." It must be easy for things like the beast bag to survive this time and decay.”

Finally,

Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help but sigh with regret and loss: "Perhaps this kind of cultivation civilization is too unnatural, and in the end it was completely annihilated in the long river of time!"

Wang Le has always been very curious about the ancient era that mysteriously disappeared and was disconnected from the present.

Xiao Zhixuan's regret made Wang Le couldn't help but ask, "How did the ancient times disappear? I once heard Senior Qingyangzi say that the world of mortals and the martial arts world were originally a whole in ancient times. It was not until later that It just split apart.”

"But now, let alone the mortal world, even in the martial arts world where the cultivation environment is prosperous, all traces of the ancient times seem to have been wiped out by a pair of invisible hands, making it impossible for future generations to trace back what happened in the past. Cultivation civilization."

Facing Wang Le's questioning, Xiao Zhixuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No one knows the truth about the disappearance of the ancient era. After all, it has been too long. Everything has been covered by layers of fog, and no one can see clearly."

After a pause, Xiao Zhixuan changed the topic again: "If anyone is most likely to know the truth about the disappearance of the ancient times, it can only be those mysterious old demons in the demon clan who have lived for thousands of years."

Then Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help but shook his head and said: "It's a pity that these mysterious old monsters, even before the great changes in the world and the environment, they rarely showed up and never bothered to deal with our human race."

"Not to mention that the environment of the world has changed drastically today. The demon clan has long since disappeared from this world. Those mysterious old demons must have also left this world."

Wang Le couldn't help but show disappointment in his eyes. At first, he tried to find the mystery of the annihilation of the ancient times from the incomplete memory of the First Emperor Ying Zheng. Unsurprisingly, he didn't have any clues.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le couldn't help but think that in the tomb, the soul of Ying Zheng once mentioned that the cultivation system of the other world was first passed down from the Emperor Burial Star.

"Perhaps only by going to the other side of the world can we know the truth about the annihilation of ancient times in this world!" Wang Le couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Le no longer dwelled on the mystery of the disappearance of the ancient era, and returned to the previous topic: "I bet this monster bag is still a thing left over from the ancient era. No one in the martial arts world has the ability to refine it."

Xiao Zhixuan nodded and said: "Yes, with our current cultivation civilization, it is simply impossible to refine magical weapons and items involving space."

"Only by looking for materials that inherently have independent spaces can we refine space magic weapons to a limited extent. Storage stones are the best example."

After a pause, Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Today, as cultivation resources are becoming increasingly scarce, it is really difficult to find a piece of good material that is born with an independent space."

Speaking of this, Xiao Zhixuan suddenly thought of something, and then he reminded him: "This time you go to the depths of the restricted area to face those mysterious forces. Although your cultivation is strong enough to crush those old ghosts at the peak of martial arts, they have a profound background. There is no shortage of killer features in him.”

"Especially during a fight, if you encounter someone using a space magic weapon, you must be careful, otherwise, it is very likely that the boat will capsize in the gutter!"

"Oh?" Wang Le couldn't help but look strange. Since his debut, he had fought against the enemy countless times, but he had never encountered a space magic weapon. ...

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