On this day, Qin Tian squatted on the threshold, his chin resting on his knees, looking at the two groups of ants on the ground who were fighting hotly, his eyes were hollow, and he was stunned.

One word can best describe his state, boring.

A few days ago, just a trip to the Purple Bamboo Forest provoked Huan Yan's hostility for no reason, which made Qin Tian have to re-examine his ability to cause trouble.

So he decided that it would be better to go out less in recent days, especially in a place like the Han family, where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, if he really annoys the overhaul of a certain Yuan Infant Tribulation, he will be slapped to death in minutes.

Even if Brother Zhao avenged him afterwards, it was to no avail.

At this time, there was a ticking of footsteps, from far to near, and then a small furry head came over from behind, rubbing Qin Tian's face, and pulling his soul back to reality from nine heavens away.

A small snow-white elk lay in front of him on all fours, and its four little hooves were constantly swaying in the air, which was very pleasing.

Qin Tian grinned, stretched out his hand and rubbed it on the little guy's stomach for a while, provoking it with an intoxicated expression, and from time to time it also let out a hum of enjoyment.

Others are petting cats and dogs, but Qin Tian is petting deer.

Since that day he was bought by Qin Tian with half a purple bamboo shoot, the little elk Ling'er would come to the door every once in a while, sticking to his side and refusing to leave.

It wasn't until the owner Han Bing came in person that he was willing to say goodbye to him.

It's not that Qin Tian's charm is so great that he crosses races, in fact, he and the little elk can be described as a naked "friend of wine and meat".

The Han family's side would send mountains of spirit fruit extracts every day, and even if Qin Tian opened his belly to eat, he couldn't finish it. The rest of the part became a catalyst for the bond between him and the little elk.

Qin Tian pressed his right hand on the storage bag on his waist, took out two spirit fruits like a trick, threw them aside, patted the little elk's little buttocks, and chuckled: "Go ahead." ”

"Yo-yo"

The little elk let out a clear cry, took small steps gracefully, ticked away, and nibbled on the spiritual fruit on the ground in small bites.

The storage bag was obtained from the white-clothed young man of the Lin family, and the prohibition had been erased by Brother Zhao and became an ownerless thing.

It's a pity that the guy looks brightly dressed, but in fact he is an out-and-out poor ghost.

Qin Tian turned the storage bag upside down, and found dozens of spirit stones, two sword books, and a long sword.

Of course, the biggest bonus is the storage bag itself.

With Qin Tian's current physical condition, he was unable to refine it for the time being, but it was not a problem to take and place objects from it.

"What do you want?"

Suddenly, Qin Tian was kicked in the buttocks, and he almost didn't let him fall and eat shit.

Qin Tian turned his head sharply and glared at the comer with hatred: "You want to fight?"

Brother Zhao was still wearing a dark colored Taoist robe, he stood with his hands in his hands, and said nonchalantly: "I'll let you have a pair of hands, do you dare?"

Qin Tian took a deep breath and decided that adults had a large number of them, so they wouldn't be like him first.

Brother Zhao looked impatient and urged: "If you don't fight, you can get up and get down to business!"

As soon as he heard this, Qin Tian suddenly became energetic, jumped up with a sigh, smiled all over his face, and said, "Old Taijun is out of the customs?"

Brother Zhao sold a pass: "You'll know later." ”

Qin Tian was in a good mood, took out a large handful of spirit fruits, stacked them in front of the little elk, and rubbed its little head: "I have something to go out, you eat slowly." ”

The little elk winked at him with large, smart eyes, indicating understanding.

...

The upper hall of the Heavenly Peak is clustered, in the eyes of outsiders, it is like a labyrinth, if Qin Tian is thrown into a corner, I am afraid that I will not have a year and a half of hard work, and I will not be able to find a way back to Xianquanju.

However, Brother Zhao was extremely familiar with the layout of this place, and led Qin Tian around all corners and came to a heavily defended cave.

At the entrance of the cave, there is a divine light intertwined, and the Taoist meaning flows, building a colorful light curtain.

The Cold Chalcedony Jade Cave is one of the three secret places of the Han family, and there is a Yuanying overhaul who commands the Eighteen Golden Pills all the year round, stationed here to ensure that the monks who are closed inside are not disturbed by external forces.

"Senior, it's polite. ”

A young man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and greeted Brother Zhao.

He was extremely handsome, his skin was fairer and smoother than that of a woman, and there was a little cinnabar mole on his eyebrows, and he looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes were full of weathered vicissitudes.

The young man in Tsing Yi Lang Dao is Chen Yuanzi, one of the few big worshippers in the Han family, and the cultivation of the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Brother Zhao nodded, and handed over the black jade Canglong pendant and a jade plate branded with the family master's password.

Chen Yuanzi took it, and after confirming that it was correct, his expression became more and more respectful, as if he was a commoner facing the emperor who was patrolling the country, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Brother Zhao, and said with a low brow: "Senior, please wait a moment." ”

Immediately, he turned around, his hands formed eight seals one after another, and he shouted in a low voice: "Open!"

Like a candle flame running out of oil, the colorful light curtain suddenly dimmed until it was completely extinguished, followed by a cold and bitter cold breath, rushing towards the face.

This chill was quite strange, it was not simply a low temperature in the physical sense, which made Qin Tian's whole body cold, and his teeth were trembling slightly.

It will also act on the soul, making the six senses sluggish, and even the speed of thinking will be reduced because of this, and there is an illusion that the soul is frozen.

Brother Zhao glanced at Qin Angel, and the latter reacted and hurriedly followed.

The two entered the cave together, and their figures gradually disappeared from the sight of Chen Yuanzi and the others.

After a long time, Chen Yuanzi, who was like petrified, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, but he never withdrew his gaze, and there was both reverence and fascination in his eyes.

A black-robed monk with a golden pill consummation didn't know why, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Chen Offering, what kind of identity is this senior?

Chen Yuanzi's eyes were gloomy, and he sighed with emotion: "This senior and the old lady are old acquaintances, eight hundred years ago, there was a big fuss on the Heavenly Peak..."

The black-robed monk's expression changed suddenly, and he said in shock, "It turned out to be him!"

...

The deepest part of the Chalcedony Cave.

In a three-zhang square stone room, Qin Tian and Brother Zhao sat opposite each other.

The temperature here has reached a frighteningly low level.

However, Qin Tian did not dare to use the slightest spiritual power to resist, and could only try his best to suppress the trembling amplitude of his body, but on his eyebrows and hair, a layer of hoarfrost was inevitably hung.

Brother Zhao turned a blind eye to his tragic situation, and said unhurriedly: "Gods and demons are one and the same, from a theoretical point of view, it can indeed fundamentally solve the problem of entering demons, and even help you surpass the ancient saints and open up an unprecedented road to heaven." ”

"But from my point of view, this is still a complete dead end! Even after more than a hundred deductions, I have not been able to find a glimmer of life in the dark..."