I have a space bead

Flying in the dark night, Lin Xiaofei successfully arrived in the wilderness and green space outside Qingshan Town, and entered the space bead with a smile on his face.

The heavy sense of crisis that originally made him feel suddenly disappeared from his heart and turned into a feeling of relaxation and freedom. This feeling was indescribably comfortable.

"Clan leader Chen has not returned, and Qian Ming is dead. It is estimated that the Qingfeng Gang branch will be in chaos. If I return to the gang like this, Qian Ming's men will not make things difficult for me anymore."

Lin Xiaofei thought for a while, then turned to look at the things he had found this time.

At that time, he was searching for things in Qian Ming's house. Because he was worried that someone would come, he just took a brief look and hurriedly picked up a lot of things.

Lin Xiaofei knelt down, opened the packages in front of him one by one, and counted them carefully.

"Jade, jade pendants, silver and gold, etc., these things are worth a total of three thousand two hundred taels of silver.

The rest of these are some books, there are twenty-five of them, some of them are martial arts secrets, and the rest are records of the cultivation experience of some martial arts warriors and internal energy warriors.

By the way, there are also some weapons and materials for refining weapons. "

Lin Xiaofei counted and calculated in his mind.

He also picked up a lot of weapons from Qian Ming's study. These weapons were all high-quality weapons, and they were obviously good items collected by Qian Ming.

He thought about it. If these things were sold in Qingshan Town, they would probably be seen by others. These things were the things that were lost in Qian Ming's room, and they would most likely be found on his head. Therefore, he did not plan to sell them. , put it in the space bead first, and then find a way to dispose of it after going to Canyon County. After all, these things can be exchanged for a lot of money.

"Iron Sand Palm, Golden Lotus Technique, Bamboo Leaf Sword Technique and other martial arts secrets."

Lin Xiaofei glanced at the secret books. There were eight secret books in total. Among them, Iron Sand Palm was Qian Ming's top secret martial arts, while Golden Lotus Technique was a top-notch martial art in the gang. The rest of the secret books were some good quality martial arts.

After checking the secret books one by one, he could not find the inner qi skills he wanted. He originally thought that Qian Ming was a peak inner qi warrior and would have some inner qi skills, but he could not find them.

"There's something special about this soft protective armor."

Lin Xiaofei quickly glanced at all the books, then picked up a piece of silver-white protective soft armor and looked at it. He felt that there was a trace of spiritual energy in the soft armor, which immediately made him feel a little excited, and he quickly started studying it.

"This turns out to be a magic weapon soft armor called Air Lock Armor, with seventeen weapon marks in it."

Lin Xiaofei's mental perception invaded the soft armor, and he immediately discovered that the internal structure of the soft armor contained the mark of the weapon pattern.

He discovered that it was a high-quality, low-grade cassock, and then he lightly scratched the cassock a few times with his long sword and slashed it three times. The cassock was intact.

He knew that this robe could not be damaged by ordinary swords.

Without hesitation, he put on the silver-white cassock on himself, glanced down, and said with a smile: "

This silver-white cassock suits me very well. "

"Ok?"

Less than ten seconds after putting on the cassock, Lin Xiaofei felt a chill coming from his body and noticed some changes in his body. He said doubtfully: "

Why has the blood flow in my body become weaker? "

Realizing that something was wrong, he took off the robes he was wearing and found that his flowing blood and aura had returned.

"There is something special about this magic weapon soft armor. It can actually reduce the blood flow rate in my body, thus condensing the blood energy, and also allows my own aura to be wrapped in the magic garment."

Lin Xiaofei took off his cassock and put it on again. After going back and forth several times, he finally determined that the air-mail armor could reduce his blood flow rate and thus hide his own aura. This made him a little surprised and a little happy.

As his martial arts realm continued to improve, the blood energy in his body also became stronger. The blood energy he exuded far exceeded that of ordinary warriors, and his temperament changed drastically.

Ordinary people or ordinary warriors cannot see his own realm, but some martial arts masters are aware of a person's aura. Once they find that his aura is very strong, they can roughly estimate his own realm. .

Therefore, when he entered the ordinary peak level, he exuded a strong aura, which made him worry about being seen by others.

Once, he entered the gang's database and looked up how to hide his aura. One way was to practice some kind of technique to hide his aura. However, there was no such technique in the gang. The other way was to wear some kind of technique. Treasure to hide one's own aura.

Who would have thought that in this harvest, he would actually get a robe that could hide his own aura.

"This air-locking robe can hide some of the aura emitted by me before I start refining it. This is a good thing for me."

After studying the robe for a while, Lin Xiaofei felt that his blood flow rate had dropped a bit, and his aura was weaker. This was a different state from not wearing the robe.

Moreover, he also discovered that according to his own spiritual power, when he comes into contact with the air-locking robe, the breath he emits will change, and the breath can become weaker or stronger.

"I don't know enough about this breath-locking robe. I need to refine the mark marks one by one so that I can control the robe freely and completely hide the aura emitted by myself."

Lin Xiaofei thought to himself, then breathed out slowly and began to refine the robe.

As time passed, without realizing it, the sun rose slowly on the high mountains in the distance, and five or six hours passed while refining the robes.

"This air-locking robe contains other people's spiritual imprints. It is relatively difficult to refine, so I only refined two weapon imprints.

However, this robe has hidden a lot of the ordinary peak aura that I exude, which is pretty good. "

Lin Xiaofei frowned, then smiled and muttered.

This time, the magic weapon he refined was a bit more difficult, which made him a little unhappy. However, he was relieved when he felt that the aura emanating from him was not as strong as before.

In the morning, the sky is blue and the sun shines on the earth.

From time to time, among the jungle trees and flowers, there is the sound of birds chirping and insects chirping. When the breeze passes, a faint scent of green trees and flowers floats in the air, blowing towards your face.

The officers and soldiers standing at the city gate took a breath of air and seemed refreshed, watching the pedestrians coming and going in and out of the city gate.

Lin Xiaofei threw a copper coin into the money box at the city gate. With a sword on his waist and a relaxed look on his face, Lin Xiaofei strode towards the city.

On the street, many people are talking to each other, saying that since the destruction of Heifeng Village, the official road has become much smoother, and some bandits no longer dare to rob on the official road.

Along the way, Lin Xiaofei also heard about the murder of the Zuo Guardian of the Qingfeng Gang branch last night.

Moreover, from their words, Lin Xiaofei knew that they did not know who Qian Ming was killed. Some people speculated that Qian Ming was assassinated by his enemies.

Lin Xiaofei didn't have much reaction to this. Qian Ming was killed by him using immortal means. Most people couldn't find out who did it. Even if they found some clues, they could only guess that it was done by someone who cultivated immortality, and they couldn't find out. to his head.