C6 Ring Stolen

"Speaking of which, that Si Nanfeng …" At this moment, the storytelling teacher suddenly stopped and looked towards the door with an astonished expression. Everyone was stunned as they followed the gaze of the storyteller. Ling Batian was happy to hear it, but he suddenly stopped. He felt a little unhappy and followed the crowd's gaze.

He saw a middle-aged man wearing a warrior outfit. His long hair hung down casually from his shoulders. He had a magnificent appearance, with long eyebrows and sharp eyes. He carried a sword case on his back.

"I really didn't expect that Cao Cao would arrive. Young Hero Si, this old man greets you." The storyteller was surprised for a moment, then he stood up and bowed.

It was only then that everyone realized that this was the Sword Roar of Si Nanfeng, which was located at the edge of the river. Wu Tie nodded his head and went to find an empty table. He took off his sword box and placed it on top of the table, making a muffled sound. Ling Batian couldn't help but glance at the sword box.

At that moment, a waiter was serving him tea and pouring wine.

Ling Batian asked Huang Sheng, "He is obviously Si Nanfeng, why did he say he is Cao Cao?"

Although Ling Batian's words were soft, most of the people in the hall were martial artists with excellent hearing. Although Ling Batian's words were soft, they were clearly heard.

Hearing Ling Batian's words, a swordsman suddenly spat out the tea that he just swallowed and kept coughing.

Everyone looked at Ling Batian with a weird expression.

"Ahem, Lord Ling Batian, this is just a fable. It is more like we were talking about someone and someone just came here." Huang Sheng explained.

Only then did Ling Batian realize what was going on. He glanced at Si Nanfeng, who was drinking his wine, then turned around and continued to listen to the story of the martial arts world from the storyteller.

"Speaking of the martial arts world, who knows where the martial arts world is? "What is the martial arts world?"

"Blades shine, blood grudges, brave men stand up for their enemies, walk alone with a single sword, conquer the world with a single blade, do what one can to achieve injustice and draw a sword to stand up for the sword; that is the martial arts world. As long as there are places with people, there will be martial arts world, and people will be martial arts world. "

"…"

"There are many disciples from different sects who have gone down the mountain to train themselves, such as Huang Xiaofeng of the Ancient Medicine Sect in the East China Sea." There are many disciples from different sects who have gone down the mountain to train themselves, such as Huang Xiaofeng of the Ancient Medicine Sect in the East China Sea.

"All sorts of descendants have appeared, bringing with them the peerless grace of their forefathers. In the nearly two years of the martial arts world, wind and clouds will gather, stars will twinkle …"

Ling Batian listened with relish, but it made Huang Sheng, Fu Cheng and the others bitter. The first thing they knew about these trivial matters was that some of what Mr. storyteller said was mixed with water, so they couldn't believe it. Now they were sitting in the hall listening to the book, which really gave Ling Batian enough face.

The two of them looked at each other, then Huang Sheng stood up and said, "Lord Ling Batian, you came from the east and have traveled a long way. It's better to rest early. Brother Fu and I still have things to do, so we will take our leave first."

As he said that, Fu Cheng and the others also stood up to bid farewell to Ling Batian. Ling Batian no longer wanted to stay with them. When the several people saw this, they chuckled lightly. Then, under the restaurant owner's orders, they left the restaurant.

While sipping his fragrant tea, Ling Batian listened to the books and understood the affairs of the martial arts world. In fact, he was enjoying his leisure.

At this moment, a little beggar walked in and came to Ling Batian's table. When he arrived in front of Ling Batian, he suddenly fainted and fell on Ling Batian's body. Ling Batian was shocked and hurriedly helped the little beggar up.

He asked, "What's wrong with you?" When everyone in the hall saw this, they also looked towards Ling Batian.

Ling Batian listened carefully and heard, "Hungry, I'm hungry. Good, please, give me something to eat!"

Ling Batian suddenly realized that he was hungry. He hurriedly carried the untouched roast duck from the table. Unknowingly, the ring on his left hand had disappeared without a trace.

The young beggar seemed to have recovered suddenly. He flipped over his body and picked up the roast duck. Like the wind, he ran out of the restaurant and disappeared into the crowd.

Ling Batian suddenly felt that something was wrong. Suddenly, he found that the ring on his left hand, "God of Magic's Gift", had disappeared. The weak little beggar's figure appeared in his mind as fast as lightning.

Ling Batian suddenly became angry and shouted: "You're courting death!"

Then, under the shocked eyes of all the people in the Jianghu in the hall, Ling Batian left afterimages and disappeared from the tavern. At that moment, Si Nanfeng suddenly raised his head and stared at the spot where Ling Batian had disappeared.

He really didn't expect that the little beggar whom he helped out with good intentions would take the opportunity to steal my Divine Artifact's "God of Law's Gift" silently. He felt cheated in his heart, but under his rage, he turned into a gust of wind and dragged an afterimage with him as he left the restaurant.

The vast and mighty Spiritual Power surged out like the tides, instantly enveloping a three hundred meter radius. Within a three hundred meter radius, everything that could not be seen by their eyes was sucked into their minds.

The more powerful the Spiritual Power, the easier it was for it to perceive and comprehend the Magic Element between heaven and earth, and the easier it was to absorb them. The use of Magic Element was limitless, and under the Spiritual Power's probing, everything was exposed, even the free energy in the heaven and earth could be clearly separated.

Ling Batian had trained for five hundred years and the Spiritual Power was very strong, but it only covered a circular area with a radius of three hundred meters. Ling Batian was furious, so he used his full strength to search in only one direction, passing through layers of human shadows, and after reaching a distance of six hundred meters, he still could not find the little beggar.

Ling Batian's anger could not be quelled after the "Blessing of the Law" was stolen. He no longer had the mood to listen to the lecture, so he could only let the waiter bring him to his room to rest.

Back in his room, Ling Batian couldn't figure out how the little beggar took away the ring on his finger and put it on his finger. He felt that it was impossible to take it off silently.

Thinking about it, Ling Batian attributed this mysterious reason to the mysterious martial skill.

But he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It was a good thing that he did not know the use of the Spiritual Power here, although they were very powerful, he did not know how to use them. He and the ring's Spiritual Power had not stopped sensing each other, as long as they were within six hundred meters, he would be able to sense the ring.

Ling Batian said that his own Cultivation Level was located at the peak of the Magic Continent. He was originally a person who was proud and arrogant, but now, someone dared to offend him and stole his favorite equipment from his hands.

The ring "Magic God's Gift" was a Divine Artifact level piece of magic equipment. Not only could it increase his casting speed by three times, it also had a Forbidden Spell level auxiliary spell "Invisibility" sealed within it, allowing him to completely hide himself for half an hour. However, after using it, he would need three days to recover his magic. Three days later, he could cast the Invisibility Spell again.

Although this was the worst piece of equipment he had, it was still a treasure that caught his eye. He really liked that invisibility skill, and now that he was in this strange world, it would be safer to have one more piece of equipment.

However, Ling Batian was glad that the little beggar stole the "God of Magic's Gift" and did not steal his own Space Ring. If he lost his Space Ring, he would not even be able to cry.

It had to be known, in the Space Ring, most of Ling Batian's five hundred years of history was inside. Also, his own Magic Staff, "Law of the Law" was inside, without the Magic Staff, it was like a swordsman without a sword. Furthermore, the spatial ring also had a spatial attribute Forbidden Spell rank auxiliary spell "Teleportation" sealed on it. It could instantly travel thousands of meters away, but it would take at least a month to recover its magic power.

After hearing what the storyteller said about the Jianghu, Ling Batian felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that the storyteller was referring to someone who was extremely venomous, like the Pear Blossom Rain Needles, Peacock Plume, the Seven Star Penetrating Bone Needles, or the Sky Cloud Five Flower Mushroom … Ling Batian couldn't help but shudder.

Ling Batian couldn't help but frown. If he lost the "God of Law's Gift", where could he go to find it? Ling Batian was the first to think about Dongfang Bumie, but he shook his head. Even though it would be easy for him to get Dongfang Bumie to help him, thinking about the fact that he left without saying anything, his face must be as cold as frost.

Then what about that fat pig called Huang Sheng? Hmm, no, even if he found it, it might have been stolen by him, saying that he didn't find it.

Then what about Fu Cheng? Still not good, he seems to be the same as that fat pig Huang Sheng.

Then who should he look for? Ling Batian sat on the bed and patted his head in distress.

He didn't expect that he would lose the "God of Law's Gift" on the very first day he came out. It seemed that this "Jianghu" was truly sinister.

Suddenly, Ling Batian jumped up from the bed, patted his head and said: "Why am I so stupid? The world is big, could it be that the emperor is the most adept at catching thieves? "

"Haha …" Ling Batian laughed proudly as he felt that he was really smart.

"When I'm done here, I'll go to the palace and give the emperor some magic items. I believe it would be very easy to get the emperor to help me with this!" After Ling Batian thought it through, he stopped worrying. He sat on the bed and started to meditate, trying to recover his own magic power.

Cultivation was like moving against the current. If he didn't advance, he would retreat. If he did not recover his Cultivation Level soon, it would not be easy for him to make a name for himself in this foreign world.

Therefore, working hard to restore the Cultivation Level was the way to go. With the powerful Spiritual Power as a shield, Ling Batian's cultivation speed was several times faster than before. All kinds of magic power turned into specks of light that drilled into Ling Batian's body, forming a majestic multi-colored sea in front of his chest.

Ling Batian was talented and was involved in all kinds of magic. His body was also an innate magic body that was rarely seen in the history of magic. This was also the reason why Ling Batian was involved in every field of magic. It had to be known that when ordinary people practiced magic, they could only rely on their own body's magic attribute to select the appropriate magic to cultivate.