In the spiritual field, despite the ferocity of some spiritual farmers, there are not many people who really dare to keep vigil.

Zhou Changwang pulled Zhou Qiankun away, who really wanted to stay and watch the night, and he didn't care whether the remaining people would be willing to stay.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you will not panic in your heart.

He still has more than a hundred low-grade spiritual stones on his body, so he will not take risks for the Linghe rice in the spiritual field, which is worth at most 150 low-grade spiritual stones.

However, at his father's suggestion, he still set up a few scarecrows in the spiritual field. They might not be able to scare others, but they could effectively drive away some birds and beasts.

Night falls.

Zhou Changwang came to his room and almost couldn't wait to take out a black cloth bag.

This cloth bag was actually the storage bag that his father had given him.

Because he had to be busy with things in the spiritual field during the day, even though he kept thinking about it, he didn't dare to take it out seriously to erase the spiritual mark in it.

Now in his own room, he naturally has no worries.

As soon as his heart moved, the spiritual power in his body slowly poured into the storage bag under his control.

Sizzle...

At the same time, in the storage bag, the alien spiritual power was quickly aroused and turned into a ball of spiritual light, clinging to the storage bag to resist the impact of Zhou Changwang's spiritual power.

The two, at the moment of collision, were quickly handed over to each other, and each was consumed.

Like two millstones colliding and wiping each other out

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

"It is indeed the spiritual mark of a strong person at the fifth level of Qi training, it is too tough and condensed.

Even if it's just a small group, it takes a lot of my spiritual power to destroy it. "

Zhou Changwang was speechless.

It's no wonder that strong people in the middle stage of Qi training have such a huge advantage over monks in the early stages of Qi training.

Regardless of anything else, just the level of spiritual power condensation is enough to prove everything.

If the same spell is cast with such concentrated spiritual power, its power will naturally be different.

For example, the fireball technique mastered by Zhou Changwang.

The fireball technique at the entry level, cast by him, can only form a fireball the size of a sea bowl. It needs to continue to be injected with spiritual power to gradually grow bigger.

If it hits the ground, it can only make a small crater, leaving the ground slightly charred.

However, if it is cast by a fifth-level monk in the Qi training stage, the fireball can be as big as a millstone and hit the ground. It is more like a flint rolling into magma. While making a big pit, it can also cause flames to burst out, causing secondary damage to the surroundings. Burning damage.

Not to mention other more powerful spells.

Because of this, Zhou Changwang's spiritual power was greatly consumed.

It only took a short time for the incense to be used up, and the spiritual power imprint in the storage bag looked only a little dim.

Seeing this, Zhou Changwang was not disappointed.

Although that group of spiritual power marks is condensed, it is rootless after all. If it is not replenished, it will be wiped out and exhausted sooner or later.

So Zhou Changwang immediately sat cross-legged and began to use the Five Elements Jue to restore his spiritual power.

Then, after just a brief movement, he felt the difference in the Five Elements Jue that had now reached Xiaocheng level.

"If the proficiency level of Five Elements Art can make my cultivation efficiency equivalent to that of a superior monk in the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, then the current Xiaocheng level of Five Elements Art can directly increase my cultivation efficiency to comparable levels. It is inferior to the four-attribute spiritual root, or even at a middle level."

Zhou Changwang sighed.

Even this metaphor is not too appropriate.

After all, he is not a four-attribute spiritual root cultivator, so he cannot truly feel the cultivation efficiency of the four-attribute spiritual root.

But he knew that his cultivation speed had indeed improved, and it had more than doubled compared to before.

In this way, in just two weeks, all the spiritual power in his body was restored.

Then, he continued to use his own spiritual power to erase the spiritual power mark in the storage bag.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

When his spiritual power was exhausted again, he started meditating again.

Repeatedly.

After he mobilized the spiritual power in his body for the fifth time to rush into the storage bag.

Boom~!

Finally, he felt relaxed.

The spiritual mark had been completely obliterated by him.

And his spiritual power quickly circulated in the storage bag, leaving a unique spiritual mark of his own in a certain rune array in the storage bag.

"Finally, it's opened."

Zhou Changwang was pleasantly surprised.

Immediately, he put his mind into the storage bag and began to look at the treasures inside.

"Spiritual stones, many spiritual stones.

There are three hundred and twenty low-grade spiritual stones. The spiritual power of these other pieces is obviously much higher. Are they medium-grade spiritual stones? "

Zhou Changwang took out all the spirit stones directly.

And he immediately noticed that there were three spiritual stones among them, which were not only much darker in color, but also had higher spiritual power.

Of course, the biggest difference is weight.

If an ordinary low-grade spiritual stone weighs one hundred grams, or two taels, then this medium-grade spiritual stone weighs one kilogram, or about twenty taels, which is ten times the weight.

Of course, this does not mean that the spiritual energy contained in the middle-grade spiritual stone is ten times that of the low-grade spiritual stone. On the contrary, due to its compressed concentration, it can reach dozens or hundreds of times.

"Three middle-grade spiritual stones, if one middle-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spiritual stones, that is three hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

So the number of spiritual stones in this storage bag alone has reached six hundred and twenty?

Adding in my own original one hundred and sixty yuan, that’s seven hundred and eighty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones? "

Zhou Changwang collected all the spiritual stones he owned, and looking at the large number of spiritual stones emitting gleaming light, he felt a sense of unreality in his heart.

Are you so rich?

This is just a spiritual stone.

In addition, there are talismans, spiritual elixirs, several spiritual materials, some unused talismans, and one or two pieces of ore of unknown material...

"Wait, what is this?"

Suddenly, Zhou Changwang's body shook.

As soon as I thought about it, I took something out of the storage bag.

This is a sword.

dagger! Little sword!

The whole body is light green, but as thin as wings. There is no hilt, only the sword body. On the sword body, there are hidden runes. It is sharpened on both sides. The tip of the sword also looks very sharp. When you look at it, there is a cold light flashing out. Make people raise eyebrows.

"Magical weapon?

Is this a magic weapon?

Magic weapon flying sword! "

Zhou Changwang's breathing suddenly became rapid.

In fact, before this, he had thought about whether there was a magic weapon hidden in this storage bag?

But after hearing what his father said, Zhang Fenghua's portable magic weapon had been destroyed by the two-headed wolf of ice and fire, he let go of his expectations.

Unexpectedly, there is actually a magic weapon hidden in this storage bag, and it is an attack magic weapon, a magic weapon flying sword.

At this moment, the joy in his heart was truly beyond words.

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