Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Zhang Yifeng, why do we live here?" Bai Jingjing asked.

Zhang Yifeng did not explain, but borrowed Bai Jingjing's sword, and with all his strength, he chopped off a small piece of the telepathy stone.

"My sword!"

Bai Jingjing's aggrieved voice came. Although Zhang Yifeng successfully cut off a small piece of the telepathy stone, her steel sword was no longer usable and there were gaps everywhere.

Zhang Yifeng still ignored Bai Jingjing. He held a fist-sized psychic stone and exerted his weak consciousness and spiritual energy on it.

The next moment, a scene happened that stunned Bai Jingjing. The fist-sized psychic stone was shrinking rapidly!

After just a few breaths, the fist-sized psychic stone became the size of a thumb. The originally pitted spiritual induction stone has become much more delicate and delicate.

Zhang Yifeng threw the thumb-sized telepathy stone directly into the fire. Two hours later, Zhang Yifeng dug out the telepathy stone with his sword.

The black stone was burned red, like a large drop of blood.

Zhang Yifeng took out a fine steel dagger from his bag. The originally hard telepathy stone had become much more fragile, and the dagger could easily pierce it.

A minute later, the small stone turned into a completely black ring.

Zhang Yifeng waited for the ring to cool down before putting it on his hand.

Zhang Yifeng explored the space in the ring and nodded with satisfaction. He successfully created the storage ring, although the space inside was pitifully small, only twenty or thirty square meters. You must know that in Lingyue Continent, Zhang Yifeng's storage ring can directly store a mountain range.

However, this is the earth, and this ring is considered a treasure to Zhang Yifeng now.

Moreover, this ring is just Zhang Yifeng's first try. Isn't there still so many Kongming Stones left? After he goes back, he will spend some time to refine them all to create a storage space with a larger space. A ring, otherwise, this little space would definitely not be enough for Zhang Yifeng to use.

Zhang Yifeng did not intend to use the Kongming Stone to forge a magic weapon. The magic weapon forged from the Kongming Stone could only be as strong as an arithmetic machine and was only a little harder than steel. What Zhang Yifeng wanted was the ghost eye ore. What is forged from Ghost Eye Ore is the real magic weapon!

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng put his hand on the Kongming Stone, and then with a thought, all the remaining psychic stones on the ground disappeared.

"Ah, Zhang Yifeng, your psychic stone is missing. What happened? It was still here just now. Is there a thief!?"

Bai Jingjing was startled at that time, and then her eyesight blurred, and her psychic stone disappeared.

Bai Jingjing's face turned pale at that moment. Why did they suddenly disappear when the psychic stone they had finally obtained after spending so much effort?

"Who is it, come out!"

Bai Jingjing looked around with wary eyes, but except for the two of them, there was no third person in the cave.

"Don't be nervous, they're all here with me. It's inconvenient to hold them with your hands, so I put them away." Zhang Yifeng's calm voice came.

"Put it away, put it away? Where did you collect it? Is it this ring?"

Bai Jingjing is not an idiot. Zhang Yifeng seemed to have touched the ring and the telepathy stone just now, and then everything disappeared.

Oh my God, could this ring be a legendary storage weapon?

A magic weapon that can store items is absolutely priceless on earth.

Once upon a time, a broken Qiankun Bag attracted the Four Star Sect's faction to fight for it.

The Qiankun bag is also a magic weapon used for storage, but the materials used are different. The Kongming Stone contains the universe and can be used to hold things by nature, but the Qiankun bag is a big man who created a small space in the bag using the method of "Xumi hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds accept Xumi".

For the strong, opening up a small world is enough, let alone a small space for storage.

To put it more intuitively, the small world is a huge space hidden in a single point. This point is the gateway into and out of the small world.

"Little brother, I like you so much. Can you get me a ring too?"

Bai Jingjing immediately hugged Zhang Yifeng's arm. This girl is very smart. If this ring is really a storage weapon, it will be much easier to go out in the future.

"OK."

Zhang Yifeng was not a stingy person. He nodded lightly, picked up the long sword on the ground, and continued to chop the Kongming Stone. When the sword was completely broken into several pieces, Zhang Yifeng successfully chopped up a small piece of Kongming Stone.

This time, Bai Jingjing didn't feel sorry for her sword. Instead, her eyes lit up. She could see that the psychic stone was the material used to make the storage instrument.

But, how come she has never heard of the psychic stone having such effects?

Bai Jingjing did not disturb Zhang Yifeng, but quietly watched from the side. A few hours later, when the second ring took shape, she said in surprise: "Brother, is this a storage artifact?"

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said: "Put it on. I will teach you how to use it later."

"Uh-huh."

Bai Jingjing put the ring on the middle finger of her left hand without hesitation.

"Brother, does this count as a gift from you? If you give a ring to a woman, are you chasing me?"

Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "You are thinking too much. Otherwise, if I don't give it away, will you give it back to me?"

Bai Jingjing quickly retracted her hand and said with a smile: "It's already on my hand, how can I let it escape. Although this ring is a bit ugly, don't worry, little brother, I will definitely wear it for the rest of my life. Little brother, Teach me how to use it.”

"It's very simple. Attach your consciousness, that is, your spiritual power, to the ring."

"Then what?"

"Put your mental energy on what you want to collect, and just recite the word "collect" silently."

The spiritual power of a warrior is very weak and cannot be released externally. Bai Jingjing, like Zhang Yifeng, can only transfer a touch of spiritual power through internal force by touching it with his hands.

At this time, Bai Jingjing attached her spirit to the broken sword on the ground. With a thought, the broken sword disappeared. She checked the ring, and there was indeed an extra broken sword in the space of the ring.

"It's so magical. In other words, from now on, whatever my hands touch, I can take away! Haha, I feel like I'm better than a thief."

Bai Jingjing was like a child who got a favorite toy. She would put away this one and that one, and she was having a great time.

But after playing it a few times, she felt dizzy because it required a lot of energy from her.

Zhang Yifeng returned Bai Jingjing's Kongming Stone to her, and said again: "Okay, close your eyes and take a rest. When the sky gets bright, we will leave."

"Wait, little brother, I have a question for you."

"what is the problem?"

"Can the psychic stone be used as a storage weapon?" Although she guessed it, Bai Jingjing still wanted to make sure.