Fortunately, the refining firmament was sealed with immortal power, otherwise, it is estimated that the mortal immortal prison will have to be refined, and Liu Lang will not be able to find a place to cry at that time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He now finally understands why refining the firmament doesn't even eat, (1) he is thinking about the holy pattern in the cell, although Liu Lang doesn't understand what the holy pattern is, but one thing can be confirmed, the holy pattern must be something that can help refine the firmament, that guy wants to reach the heavenly level as soon as possible, and then get out of prison.

For such a rich and promising genius immortal, Liu Lang didn't dare to have any more crooked ideas.

He went straight to the Immortal Hell Cafeteria.

Zhu Dachang and Guang Yaozi are preparing today's dinner.

"Master, the vast immortals, have you ever heard of refining the firmament?" Liu Lang pinched a piece of pig's head meat, threw it into his mouth, and asked as he chewed.

"Whoa......

"Bang Dang ......"

The plate in Guang Yaozi's hand fell directly to the ground, and the spoon in Zhu Dachang's hand did not hold it steady, and fell directly into the freshly brushed pot.

"What is your reaction?" Liu Lang said in surprise. Although Lian Cangqiong is a local tyrant and a genius, it won't let the two immortals be like this, right?

"That madman has come to the mortal immortal prison?" Guang Yaozi asked, swallowing and foaming.

"Yes, I've been here for a few days, but I forgot to tell you, starting tomorrow, Master, you open a small stove for the refining firmament, and the vast number of immortals are tired to bring him food every day, I don't think the refining firmament will come to the canteen to eat." Liu Lang discussed with Zhu Dachang and Guangyaozi.

Zhu Dachang nodded and agreed, but Guang Yaozi's head shook like a rattle, "The job of delivering food, you can find whoever you like, and I won't go to kill me." ”

"Damn, do you still want to make money, if you don't deliver food, the store we cooperate with will not open. Liu Lang threatened with a cold face.

"Don't!" Guang Yaozi hurriedly waved his hand, his expression was very entangled, as if he was struggling with his heart, and after a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, sighed and said: "I don't earn any money, and the store is not open, I really can't do the job of delivering food to the firmament." ”

Liu Lang didn't expect that a money fan like Guang Yaozi would have money or not, and couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it just to send a meal, and it doesn't kill you, as for it?"

"Kill me, if you just kill me, I'll do it, I'm afraid that madman will refine me. Guang Yaozi's eyes were full of fear and said: "Other immortals are tearing apart without a word, but refining the sky is different, he is refining without a word, there are rumors, he has just invented a new magic alchemy method, with the immortal thoughts of the immortals as a guide, is extracting immortal thoughts everywhere for experiments, do you know what immortal thoughts are? It is equivalent to the three souls and seven spirits of mortals, and you can't die if you take out some of them, but the pain in it is definitely more uncomfortable than death." ”

"It's a little scary. Liu Lang nodded, held his chin and said, "But I talked to him for so long just now, isn't it okay?"

"Rub, you are a mortal, you don't have immortal thoughts at all, of course he won't do anything to you. Guang Yaozi said speechlessly.

Liu Lang patted his head, "If you say so, I understand, well, I will take care of the food delivery in the future, I didn't expect that mortals also have the benefits of mortals, safety." ”

Seeing that Liu Lang did not force him to send food to Lian Cangqiong, Guangyaozi was pardoned.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Liu Lang came to the cell of refining the sky with Zhu Dachang's specialty dishes.

This time, Liu Lang learned well, he didn't dare to get too close, and he was still four or five meters away from the cell, so he stopped.

In the cell, Lian Cangqiong still maintained a meditative posture, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, as if he was contemplating something particularly incomprehensible.

"Lian Daxian, I'm bringing you food. After hesitating for a moment, Liu Lang still spoke. Lian Cangqiong hadn't eaten for a few days, and it was impossible not to be hungry.

Lian Cangqiong slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, "Bring it here!"

Liu Lang also breathed a sigh of relief, refining the firmament is quite normal, it is not as terrible as Guang Yaozi described, he slowly walked to the door of the cell with the dishes, stretched out his hand and touched it, and found that the formation had been lifted, so he put a few dishes one by one from the gap in the iron bar of the cell.

"It's none of your business, let's go!" Seeing Liu Lang put the food in, Lian Cangqiong waved his hand and said.

Liu Lang turned around and slowly retreated.

"When the ......"

didn't take two steps, Liu Lang suddenly tripped under his feet, looked down, and found that it was the iron box containing the You Xi sword, during the day he hit the formation arranged by the refining firmament, and dropped the iron box and You Xi short sword on the ground, and took the broken sword away at that time, but this iron box forgot to pick it up.

Liu Lang bent down, picked up the iron box, and prepared to throw it into the trash can in the aisle.

"Wait!"

At this moment, the sound of refining the sky came from behind.

"Lian Daxian, isn't the dish to taste? I'll have someone redo it right away. Liu Lang hurriedly turned around and said.

"Bring me the tin box in your hand. Lian Cangqiong said in a deep voice.

"This is in tatters?" Liu Lang looked at the rusty iron box in his hand with some incredulity, this thing should be a sword box, it is estimated that it is the same age as the You Xi Sword, but the refining sky can't even look down on the You Xi Sword, what do you want this sword box for?

Although he was puzzled, Liu Lang walked back and put the iron box into the cell.

Lian Cangqiong got up from the wooden bed, walked to the iron fence in three steps and two steps, bent down to pick up the iron box, and looked intently, from top to bottom, from left to right, and finally, opened the iron box to see the situation inside.

"Sure enough, it's a madman. Liu Lang finally believed Guang Yaozi's words, refining the spirit of the sky is indeed not normal, holding a broken iron box and looking at it, what can you see?

"Haha, it didn't take much effort to find nowhere to get through the iron shoes, and finally let me find it!" At this moment, Lian Cang suddenly laughed wildly.

"What's the situation?" Liu Langhu looked at the refining sky suspiciously, "Could it be that the iron box is a treasure? a treasure that is more powerful than You Xijian?" But why did he keep it in his hands for so long, and he didn't find anything special about him. ”

"Lian Daxian, what kind of treasure is this iron box?" In the end, Liu Lang finally couldn't help it, and asked boldly.

"Baby, this tin box is rubbish. Lian Cangqiong stroked the iron box and sighed: "But the lines on this iron box are holy patterns handed down from ancient times, with this holy pattern, I am just around the corner to break through the heavenly level!"

"Is that the holy pattern?" Liu Lang had actually noticed some strange lines on the iron box a long time ago, but he only thought that it was carved for beauty. I didn't expect it to be a holy pattern that could make the firmament one step further. I don't know if it's my luck or the luck of refining the sky. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )