Chapter 640: Breaking the Space Rules

"Stop, I have no affinity with your Buddha. I am a natural swordsman. Don't you understand after being with me for so long?" Meng Fan said unhappily.

He would definitely not join the Buddhist sect.

Because before crossing over, he had read many classical novels, even the mythological novel Monkey King, and always felt that the Buddhist sect was too deep.

He didn't want to wade into this muddy water, which could easily drown people!

The Shushan Sword Sect is very good, and he is destined to become a sword fairy.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan turned his attention back to the white jade bottle.

After this thing appeared, he still needed to explore its specific function carefully.

His spiritual sense swept over the white jade bottle, and this time it was different from the feeling in the demon saint cave. He clearly sensed that the white jade bottle was an extremely amazing magic weapon.

The specific grade is difficult to judge, because this seems to be a very niche magic weapon, just like the strange magic weapon like the demon spirit platform.

"There is space inside. This white jade bottle is also a storage magic weapon. Is there any treasure inside?" Meng Fan muttered to himself, his eyes lit up.

The next second, he showed a little disappointment in his eyes.

Although there is space inside this white jade bottle, there is no treasure in the space.

There is only a small glass ball in it. This glass ball should be transparent, but it is now reflected red.

Because there is a drop of blood in this glass ball.

Meng Fan's mind moved, and he took out the ball. He looked at it carefully and then came to a conclusion.

There is a drop of dragon blood inside!

There is a large space inside the white jade bottle, but it only stores such a drop of blood. In a sense, it has proved the preciousness of this drop of blood.

"This should not be the blood of the dragon demon saint, otherwise, his own blood would definitely not be preserved so seriously."

Logically speaking, the grade of this dragon blood should be higher than that of the demon saint. It is definitely very precious and is a treasure for the dragon clan.

"It's a pity that Xiaoqing is not here, otherwise this drop of blood would definitely be of great use to it." Meng Fan muttered to himself.

The dragon demon pill that Elder Lin gave Xiaoqing before was about to push Xiaoqing to the realm of the demon king.

To be precise, if Xiaoqing was still alive and not killed after he returned, he would have definitely cultivated into a demon king.

And this drop of dragon blood can at least push Xiaoqing to the realm of the great demon king, that is, the transformation of the spirit!

"No, when I return, Xiaoqing may already be the great demon king."

This is really uncertain, after all, the dragon inner pill that Elder Lin gave Xiaoqing has not reached the upper limit.

Meng Fan put the glass bead that sealed the dragon blood into the storage ring, which was a subconscious behavior. Although it was taken out of the white jade bottle, it was not habitual to put it back into the inner space of the white jade bottle.

But at the moment when Meng Fan put the glass bead into the storage ring, his consciousness immediately sensed something unusual.

The essence of the dragon blood in the glass bead was actually slowly leaking away. Although the speed of this leak was very slow and weak and not easy to detect, it was still captured by Meng Fan's consciousness.

"No, why didn't I feel the loss of this dragon blood in the white jade bottle just now?"

Meng Fan immediately took out the glass bead and put it back into the white jade bottle, and the feeling of the dragon blood leaking away disappeared immediately.

"Just now I thought this drop of dragon blood was a treasure, but it turns out that the real treasure is the white jade bottle itself, which can keep the essence of the item from leaking away. This is simply a super refrigerator in the world of immortal cultivation."

However, although the effect of this thing is amazing, it seems that there are not many opportunities to use it.

All Meng Fan can think of is the spiritual medicine and spiritual fruit that he just picked. Putting it into the white jade bottle can ensure that the medicinal effect will not be lost.

"Mr. Meng, why don't you try to put a living thing into this white jade bottle?" After all, the old monk is knowledgeable and said to Meng Fan in his mind.

Living thing?

Meng Fan really hasn't thought about this aspect.

Living things cannot be put into the storage space. This is common sense in the world of immortal cultivation. The rules of space do not allow it. Only corpses can be put into the storage space.

The old monk is well-informed and will not shoot without purpose. Can this white jade bottle really store living things?

Let's try!

Meng Fan glanced at the ant at his feet, and with a move of his consciousness, he successfully put the ant into the white jade bottle.

The ant in the white jade bottle began to crawl slowly, without being affected at all.

This... is outrageous.

The white jade bottle actually broke the rules of the storage space. Meng Fan knew very well that the value of the white jade bottle would increase countless times in this case.

Meng Fan's mind moved, and the ant was taken out of the white jade bottle by him and appeared in his palm.

Then, he tried to put the ant into the storage ring.

Failed!

Then he tried to put the ant into the Qingtian Ding.

Still failed!

It seems that only this white jade bottle can store living things.

"Old monk, you have a sharp eye. An old man in the family is like a treasure, haha." Meng Fan said with a smile.

"Well, in this case, can you give me some spiritual stones, Mr. Meng, I have followed you for so long, you..."

Before the old monk finished speaking, Meng Fan threw a thousand spiritual stones into the old monk's relics.

This scene directly shocked the old monk.

Happiness came too suddenly, caught him off guard, he couldn't believe it was true!

"Donor Meng, why are you so generous?" The old monk was a little incoherent. He always felt that something was wrong, and even suspected that Meng Fan had some conspiracy.

Meng Fan, who had always been stingy and stingy, was suddenly so generous. No wonder the old monk was so surprised.

Meng Fan said with a smile: "Old monk, you have been a bit aggrieved after following me for so many years. I was digging and searching for spiritual stones before, and I was a little wary of you. Secondly, I am really poor!

Now that you have helped me so many times, and we have even had a life-or-death friendship many times, it would be my fault to be so wary and stingy with you again.

What's more, now I don't lack spiritual stones either. I cared about spirit stones before, and to put it bluntly, I still wanted to save the spirit stones to comprehend the Sword God Monument. Now that the poor ancestor has spoken, I will go to comprehend the Sword God Monument again without spending a single spirit stone.

It is no longer necessary to cover these spiritual stones tightly! "

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the old monk was immediately moved and speechless, and almost shed tears. Fortunately, he only has a soul body and no tears at all.

It was really not easy to gain the trust of this kid and stop being wary, because the old monk knew very well how steady and cautious Meng Fan was.

After enduring it for so long, have you finally gotten through it?