"Uh, this one?" Wang Le twitched his lips and said unexpectedly: "I also know this is a good thing, but I didn't expect it to be so precious. After all, the demon clan has disappeared for hundreds of years, and there may be only one of the monster bags in the world."

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 made of a small, natural existence in a small, independent space, and engraved magic arrays on it the day after tomorrow."

"The space of this monster bag is refined acquired. It is really a skillful craft. What's more important is that this space can actually store living creatures like monsters."

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but think of his Dharma Eye space. Although it was vast and boundless, it could not store living things.

Last time I put an eagle in, I couldn't do it without persisting for long.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Le was more and more amazed at the function of this monster bag, which was 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, leaving only four square meters."

"Too long? How long?" Wang Le asked casually while calmly putting the monster bag into the magic eye space.

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

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

"It is not easy to be able to preserve it until today after going through the changes of the world. You have to use it carefully and not let it be destroyed in your own hands." Wang Le murmured silently in his heart.

Just when Wang Le secretly made up his mind to cherish the use of 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 surprise and asked, "It's not a demon clan, nor a human clan. 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 demon clan in a mysterious ruin in a forbidden area."

After pausing, Xiao Zhixuan further said: "The mysterious remains in this forbidden area are likely left over from ancient times."

"Uh!" Wang Le muttered in disbelief: "If this monster bag is something left over from ancient times, it is not calculated in a thousand years, but in a thousand years."

Then Wang Le continued to say more and more disbelief: "In ten thousand years, no matter how good things are, they will be wiped out, let alone just a rag bag."

At this time, Xiao Zhixuan glanced at Wang Le and said lightly disapprovingly: "You guy, don't underestimate the wisdom and means of the ancients."

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

After pausing for a moment, Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help but show a deep yearning in his eyes, and said in his mouth: "That's a way to cultivate civilization that can live with the sky, sprinkle beans into soldiers, and use some protection methods to make things such as monster bags survive this time of decay. It must be an easy thing."

At the end, Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help but sigh with regret and loss: "Maybe this kind of cultivation civilization is too outrageous, and it will eventually be completely destroyed in the long river of time!"

Wang Le has always been very curious about the disappearance of the mystery and the current ancient times when there was a gap.

Xiao Zhixuan's regret and emotion made Wang Le couldn't help but feel curious, and asked: "How did the ancient times disappear? I once heard from senior Qingyangzi that the secular world and the martial arts world were originally a whole in the ancient times, but they did not split until later."

"But now, not to mention this world of secular world, even if the martial arts world with a prosperous cultivation environment, all traces of the ancient times seemed to have been wiped out by an invisible big hand, making it impossible for future generations to trace the cultivation civilization that they once had."

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

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

Then Xiao Zhixuan couldn't help but shake his head and said, "What a pity is that these mysterious old monsters rarely show up even before the great changes in the world and never bother to deal with our human race."

"Not to mention today when the environment of heaven and earth has changed drastically, the demon clan has long disappeared in this world, and those mysterious old monsters must have left this world."

Wang Le couldn't help but look disappointed in his eyes. He tried to find the mystery of the annihilation of the ancient times from the incomplete memory of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, but no surprise was that he had no clue.

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

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

Thinking of this, Wang Le no longer struggled with the mystery of the disappearance of the ancient times, and returned to the previous topic: "It turns out that this monster bag is still something left over from the ancient times. No one in the martial arts world has the ability to refine it."

Xiao Zhixuan nodded and said, "That's right, with our current cultivation civilization, it is impossible to refine magical instruments and items involving space."

"Only by looking for materials that are born with independent space can we refine space magic weapons to a limited extent, such as storage stones, which are the best examples."

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

Speaking of this, Xiao Zhixuan suddenly thought of something, and then reminded him: "This time I went to the depths of the penalty area to face those mysterious forces. Although your cultivation is enough to crush those old ghosts at the peak of martial arts, they have a deep foundation and are not short of killer weapons."

"Especially during the battle and confrontation, if someone uses space-like magic weapons, you must be careful, otherwise, a capsized boat in the gutter is likely to come true!"
Chapter completed!