"According to that person, this Qiankun bag was made by a master of his ancestor. It was made according to the refining method passed down by the ancient sect Xuanyin Sect. It used the soft skin of a Yin python's lower abdomen as the basis, and added sixteen kinds of poisonous substances to assist. It took ninety-nine eighty-one days to refine it. This bag can be large or small, and can be as large as a house. It can not only capture ghosts, but also living things. The ability to confine is very strong. Once you enter the bag, it will be difficult to get out." Hua Rui explained carefully.
Shen Luo nodded slowly. This thing sounded good.
"This Qiankun bag not only has the ability to capture and confine, but if you want to kill the other party, you only need to activate the restrictions in the Qiankun bag, and it will emit a poisonous aura. No matter whether it is a ghost or a living thing, it will be turned into pus in less than half a moment." Hua Rui continued, then pinched the orchid finger seal with her hand and pointed at the void.
The small black bag immediately flew up and turned into a large black bag several feet in size. A black light spurted out of the mouth of the bag and wrapped around a hardwood stool in the private room.
With a "whoosh", the stool disappeared immediately, apparently having been put into a small black bag.
After a few breaths, a black light flashed at the mouth of the bag, and a ball of wood chips like rotten soil flew out, emitting a pungent smell.
"It looks good. How many restrictions does this Qiankun bag contain?" Shen Luo asked with his eyes brightened when he saw this scene.
"This bag was originally a top-grade magical weapon containing nine layers of restrictions. Unfortunately, it was damaged in the past, and two of the restrictions were dissipated. Now only seven remain. However, the materials used in this bag are top-grade, and it is definitely the best among magical weapons for suppressing ghosts." Hua Rui said, waving her hand to take back the cloth bag and handed it to Shen Luo.
Shen Luo took the Qiankun bag and his fingers touched the pistil.
Hua Rui let out a soft cry, and a blush appeared on her pretty face, making her look extremely charming.
Shen Luo stared at the pistil in a daze, as if attracted by its beauty. After a few breaths, he came to his senses and lowered his head to check his Qiankun bag.
"How many fairy jades does this thing cost?" After a moment, he raised his head and asked, looking a little confused.
"Although this item has been damaged, it is of extremely high quality and has extraordinary magical powers. It is more powerful than ordinary high-quality magic tools. Moreover, this Qiankun bag was just acquired, and fellow Taoist came to buy it immediately. It seems that you have a connection with it. I don't want much, just... three hundred fairy jades, how about it?" A hint of joy flashed through Hua Rui's heart, and a layer of water-like light appeared in her eyes. She stared into Shen Luo's eyes and said softly.
"Three hundred fairy jades? Are you serious?" Shen Luo looked at the pistil, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the confusion in his expression disappeared completely in an instant, and he said with a smile.
"You..." Hua Rui stood there in a daze.
Shen Luo took advantage of the moment the girl was stunned, raised his hand, and quickly took a green sachet from her waist.
"What are you doing!" Hua Rui reacted immediately when she saw this scene, and shouted in shock and anger, with a hint of fear flashing across her face.
Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as Hua Rui finished speaking, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and three monks in purple robes, two men and one woman, appeared in the room.
The three of them exuded powerful aura fluctuations. The two purple-robed men were at the peak of the Qigong stage, and the last purple-robed young woman was at the Soul Condensation stage.