Chapter 67: Storage Ring, Sealed Box, Sect's Call for Aid (Begging for Flowers!)

Time passed quickly.

Five days later.

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Outside Yunshui City.

Gu Hongyu, alone, brought Meng Zhangqing to a grassy slope.

In fact, the other members of the Meng family also wanted to come along.

But Gu Hongyu stopped them all.

"Auntie, bringing me this far is enough."

Meng Zhangqing held the reins and said with a smile.

"Alright."

Gu Hongyu nodded.

This grassy slope beneath their feet was quite high, and the view was also extremely good.

Looking far away, one could see the continuous mountains and the surging Dahe River.

"This is a Storage Ring; I've prepared everything for you and put it inside."

Retracting her gaze, Gu Hongyu took off the ring from her hand.

"A Storage Ring."

Meng Zhangqing's eyes flickered slightly.

This thing is a rare treasure.

The price is extremely high.

It contains a small space where items can be placed.

Generally, a Storage Ring requires true qi to use, meaning only a Sea Opening Realm martial artist can use it.

But since seeing one on Elder Sun Haishan of the Congzaiwai Sect, he had changed his mind.

After all, Sun Haishan was only an Apoerture Opening Realm martial artist, yet he could use it.

"This Storage Ring is quite special; it contains the true qi of a predecessor, so even if you are not at the Sea Opening Realm, you can use it."

Gu Hongyu seemed to see Meng Zhangqing's surprise, so she explained.

"I see."

Meng Zhangqing understood.

No wonder Sun Haishan could use it.

With this Storage Ring, traveling in the future would be much more convenient; whether valuable items or miscellaneous things, all could be placed inside.

Taken out and used anytime, anywhere.

It's just that, as far as he knew, the family didn't seem to have such a thing.

It must belong to Auntie.

She gave her own directly to him.

His heart was immediately touched; the Cultivation World is actually full of deceit and fraud, and such sincerity is very rare.

"I'll also give you another good thing."

Gu Hongyu took out a box from behind her back; the box had a seal on it and seemed very precious.

"What is this?"

Meng Zhangqing was somewhat curious.

"A treasure, but don't open it for now; open it only after you reach the Sea Opening Realm in the future."

Gu Hongyu said, "Also, don't tell anyone else about the contents inside."

There was some seriousness in her words.

"So cautious, alright."

Meng Zhangqing didn't think much of it.

Although Auntie sometimes speaks nonsense, if she becomes serious, then it is truly serious.

He bit his finger, let blood drop onto the Storage Ring to recognize him as master, and a magical sensation immediately appeared.

It felt as if his own consciousness had connected with the Storage Ring.

With just a thought, he could see the items inside the Storage Ring and easily take them out.

"Then I'm leaving, Auntie."

Putting the sealed box into the Storage Ring, Meng Zhangqing looked at Gu Hongyu and said.

"Go quickly, go quickly; coming back once, you've taken away all my funeral money."

Gu Hongyu crossed her arms, her voice full of disgust.

Hearing this.

Meng Zhangqing immediately let out a speechless smile.

He knew Auntie was speaking in reverse.

Leaving here, who knows when he will be able to return.

After all, cultivation has no years.

Thinking this.

He stepped forward and gently hugged Gu Hongyu.

It was clearly visible that Gu Hongyu's body stiffened slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

She hugged Meng Zhangqing back in return.

A gentle breeze blew, and grass blades fluttered.

Warm sunlight fell.

The scene of the two embracing was strangely aesthetic.

"Although I do not know what your past truly is, little aunt, I will grow until the day you choose to tell me."

"The world is vast; listen to Long Yin."

Meng Zhangqing spoke softly into Gu Hongyu's ear.

He then released her, mounted his spirit horse, and galloped swiftly toward the distance.

Only Gu Hongyu remained standing in place.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses.

A helpless yet gratified smile instantly appeared on her beautiful face.

"This boy."

"He is becoming bolder and bolder."

Gu Hongyu shook her head slightly, her gaze fixed on Meng Zhangqing's receding back. "Senior sister, do you think we can hear the sound of Long Yin?"

The wind on the plain rose again.

It blew through the tips of her hair, just as her heart, no longer calm.

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Several more days passed.

Juefeng Ridge.