Chapter 379 Forced to Check Storage Bag

Three days later, with the power of his cultivation, he had raised his cultivation to the sixth level of foundation building.

After reaching the sixth level of foundation building, Gu Jiuchen transformed his cultivation into soul cultivation. At the same time, the soul-gathering beads also began to transform, and the terrifying soul energy power entered his body.

Gu Jiuchen became smart. As he continued to absorb, he also continued to cultivate his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power. His soul power also continued to grow stronger.

While the power of the soul continues to grow, his spiritual consciousness is also growing stronger, and his spiritual power is constantly condensing and improving.

He was getting stronger and stronger, and he didn't know how long he had been here. He suddenly shook, and the power of the soul in his body made a leap, and his cultivation level broke through to the middle stage of the soul master.

Having become a strong man at the fourth level of the soul master, he has not stopped practicing, and the pure power in the soul-gathering beads is still pouring into his body.

This kind of power after initiation is directly transformed into cultivation. If it weren't for his super large container that is difficult to fill, someone else would have reached the sixth level of soul master long ago.

While he was practicing day and night, killings were happening outside. Several monks had been killed by a group of terrifying bald donkeys.

When they met, they asked if you had stolen the sacred object.

If you say no, they still don't believe it, and then they ask people to hand over the storage bags for inspection. Some who don't want to be taught are quickly killed.

Fortunately, this group of people were not bloodthirsty. As long as they did not find the treasure they wanted, they would inquire and make sure that the other party was not the one who stole the treasure. They did not kill anyone.

Even though they had a strong rage in their chests, it didn't reach the point of being bloodthirsty. After all, they were not demons.

If it were a demon, he would probably kill them indiscriminately and eventually kill all the geniuses in this secret territory.

This method is the best for finding treasures. As long as you kill them all, you can naturally get the treasures back.

But at this time, they haven't. If they can't find it in the end, maybe they will make some move.

That's not the case now, unless you see that after searching for a long time with no results, you can just start killing them, kill them all, and then you can recover the treasure.

This treasure is very important to them. If it is lost, not only will they suffer, but those responsible for guarding it will also suffer.

The puppets who were in charge of patrols before had been slaughtered. They made a big mistake and allowed the treasure to be stolen before they discovered the problem.

This is already a serious breach of responsibility, so those puppets can only die.

In a dark canyon, a bald donkey held a female monk in one hand and stared at her fiercely.

"Tell me, do you know who entered the temple last and where he went?"

A sense of hostility made the female monk tremble. She never thought that she would be caught even after she had made a storage bag.

In horror, she shook her head repeatedly. As for what this man was talking about, she didn't know because he had never entered any temple.

And the aura of the temple that remains on her body is because she has come into contact with people who have made breakthroughs in the temple.

She didn't know the details, so she didn't know at all.

"You really don't know?"

Bald Donkey had a threatening expression on his face, and then asked: "Then why is there breath on you? Do you know who has been here?"

He immediately raised his hand and showed the appearance of a temple to the female monk.

She looked at it and shook her head with an innocent face. She had never seen it before, nor did she appear around the temple, nor did she know what it was for.

"No, I haven't seen it."

Bald Donkey saw that the other party was panicking, but he still shook his head. After seeing that those eyes did not show panic, he was ready to let her go.

But at this time, two powerful auras came from afar, staring at Bald Donkey with anger.

"Let go of my junior sister quickly, or you will die without a burial place!"

The person who came was none other than an evildoer from the Eagle Sect. His strength was already at the early stage of the Soul Sect, and he was on the same level as Bald Donkey.

Besides, there is also a soul sect from the Eagle Sect here. In his eyes, two major soul sects would crush one soul sect.

But he didn't know that this bald donkey was not that simple. No one knew the specific extent of his cultivation. The cultivation in front of him was not enough to be the cultivation after the seal.

But his physical body is like an iron wall. Even if the opponent is very powerful, it will be difficult to break through his physical body.

Bald Donkey is already very good at the power of the physical body. With the physical training, he emits powerful energy, coupled with the power of Buddhism, he is a terrifying beast.

"Did you steal the treasure?"

His eyes immediately showed murderous intent, and the anger in his heart exploded directly, forming a burst of terrifying aura that suppressed the space and distorted it.

A powerful aura burst out from his body, with murderous intent in his eyes.

With the other hand, he threw the female monk somewhere else.

"Junior sister, are you okay?"

The man looked worried. He quickly transformed into Changhong and appeared in front of the female monk in an instant. After a burst of soul power was transferred, he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the other party was not injured.

After being captured by his junior sister, he came here frantically, fearing that something might happen to his junior sister and he would not be able to explain to his master.

This junior sister was his master's precious daughter, and he had always doted on her. Now how could he bear being bullied by a bald donkey.

"Brother, don't fight with him. He didn't hurt me. He was just looking for someone and a place I didn't know."

The woman was kind-hearted. She didn't get angry because the bald monk's murderous eyes scared her, nor did she make trouble and ask the brother to kill him.

She also persuaded the brother not to get angry, which still made the bald monk stunned.

Although he was full of anger at this time, he saw such a kind person, and his anger dissipated a little. He said: "Hand over the storage bag for me to check, and then see if I know who left the temple last."

He didn't stop checking because the other party was a soul sect. Even if the other party was a soul sect, he would still check. If there was no treasure, he might let them go for the sake of the female monk.

Because they had already had the intention to kill, he had already caught them, so he was ready to kill such a being.

"What a joke, you bald donkey, you still want our storage bag, don't even think about it!"

Another Eagle Sect strongman beside the man immediately said something.

Asking them to hand over their storage bags is simply the greatest humiliation. As a genius, how could they let their storage bags be viewed by others at will?

Everyone has some secrets, and it is even more impossible to show them to others at will.

"Brother, let him see if we have taken any of his treasures. We are open-minded and don't have to worry at all."

The female cultivator said innocently.

She had handed over her own storage bag before, and in her opinion, it was nothing. Her cultivation resources were all given by the Eagle Sect, and she rarely obtained them herself.

So there were not too many secrets, so she could hand them over without any problem.

But they were different. Many things were their own secrets. How could they be viewed by others at will?

Even if there were no secrets, they could not hand over their storage bags. That would be an insult to them. This was a matter of dignity and could never be compromised.

If a dignified Soul Sect bent down, wouldn't people laugh to death?