When Feng Wuye appeared again, he had an ancient black jade ring on his hand.

“Put on.”

"Ah?" Qin Zicheng didn't react, but his hand reached out obediently.

So Feng Wuyao put the ring on him personally.

"Hiss!"

What Qin Zicheng didn't expect was that Feng Wuyao also grabbed his other hand and put a few drops of blood on his back.

"Quiet!"

I just wanted to pretend to be pitiful so that she could feel sorry for her, but I didn't expect to hear this cold voice.

Tsk, be honest.

"This is?"

Qin Zicheng was naturally particularly surprised to see the ring sucking his blood in with his own eyes. Could it be that there was something strange about it?

Uh, no, what Feng Wuyao gave him must be a good thing.

"Now close your eyes and do what I said."

Qin Zicheng was very obedient and focused, but then the person was not moved, but his consciousness seemed to have entered an empty place.

“Where is this?”

Qin Zicheng asked, and Feng Wuye taught him to withdraw his consciousness and return to reality.

"What happened just now?"

Qin Zicheng looked surprised. Even though he guessed a little, he was still eager to hear the answer from Feng Wuyao.

"It's what you think. This is a storage ring. I snatched it when I was fighting with a few veterans. It's useless to put it here. It just so happens that you need it now, and it's yours."

What Feng Wuyao didn't say was that she had plundered all the things in the storage treasures at that time. Seeing that the ring looked pretty good, she put them away.

In fact, she still has this kind of similar thing in her hands.

But this thing is too outrageous in this world, so I dare not take it out easily.

Moreover, if this thing is used, it also requires a certain amount of spiritual energy, so she had soaked it in the pond of the Three Color Lotus for several days before.

"This thing has already been recognized by blood, it's yours. Try to see if you can put something in it."

Qin Zicheng excitedly put it in like a child who had just got candy, took it out, and tossed back and forth several times.

"Okay. Stop tossing. This thing also consumes mental power. If you use it too much, your body will not be able to bear it."

Qin Zicheng nodded, "Wu Yao, why would you give me such a valuable thing?"

"What about that?"

Feng Wuyao glanced at him sideways, "Who else can I give you if I don't give it to you? Will I give it to my fifth brother?" After saying that, he shook his head, "He can't use it."

"What?"

"This kind of spiritual weapon also requires spiritual power. Although you have not yet built a foundation, you have purple energy on your body, which can be said to be the son of luck, so only you can use this thing. Even if others get it, it will be useless to recognize the master with blood."

So, is he the darling of God?

"If there is a drought, we'd better prepare early. The one in your hand is a static space, and people can't go in, so things won't go bad for long after they are put in. So, you can use it to store some fruits and vegetables."

Can there be such a good utensil?

Qin Zicheng felt that Feng Wuyao had really refreshed his understanding of new things again and again.

"What if it's water?"

"Of course it is also feasible. If you just have water, you have to use a water tank, but you can put it in a stack."
Chapter completed!