Just when I was caught up in an extremely difficult problem to solve, my teacher, who had been missing for several years, jumped out of nowhere.

Lao Mo came over quite quickly, and he walked just as quickly, and there was no shadow in the blink of an eye.

After I went out, I couldn't find where Lao Mo had gone, only the house-like things he sent me were left in my hands.

It is an iron-gray gadget with an extremely delicate structure, and the turtle that is used as a base is also vivid.

I looked at this thing for a long time, but in the end I didn't see anything unique, and it didn't look like a magic weapon at all.

If you want to know what this thing is for, you have to sacrifice this thing first.

Ever since I came back from Lao Ding, I've been wondering if I should try it first.

I don't think Lao Mo will cheat me for no reason, so after watching it for a long time, I finally plan to start refining this thing.

If it can be done, this is naturally a magic weapon or magic weapon, if it doesn't work, then I can only scold Lao Mo in my heart.

When I sat cross-legged, I had this house-like gadget in my hand.

My hands were stacked on top of each other, and I held this thing in the palm of my hand.

Then the golden pill in my dantian spun around, and a piece of mana was injected into this iron-gray thing by me.

At least this thing can receive mana, and after a piece of mana is injected into this thing by me, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no response at all.

When I opened my eyes, nothing changed in the palm of my hand.

It can absorb mana, which means that this thing is not a handicraft from a hardware factory.

A piece of mana was nothing to me, so I closed my eyes again, and one after another mana flowed out of the golden pill, all of which I injected into this gadget.

However, when I opened my eyes, I found that the thing had not changed at all.

This situation is actually very abnormal, my mana is now countless times purer than before, this is a quantitative change rather than a qualitative change, and there is already a lot of this mana just now.

In this way, I immediately noticed how extraordinary this thing was.

I'm thinking about it right now, I'm wasting my time right now anyway, it doesn't matter if I have more or less, I want to see how much mana this thing can hold.

As I relentlessly poured mana into this thing, nothing changed about this gadget.

When I lost half of my mana because of this, I immediately realized that I might not be able to play with this thing, and my mana would not be able to fill this thing.

So I'm going to stop for a while and wait until my mana recovers, and then I'm going to fight this thing.

But as in the past, it was very difficult to get started and then let go.

I tried to stop the mana that kept pouring into this thing, only to find that I couldn't do it myself.

Not only that, but I couldn't move my whole body, so I could only sit cross-legged, and my mana continued to drain.

I didn't expect this kind of result to be unexpected, I didn't expect that once this thing started, there would be no way to stop, and I, the teacher, never talked to me.

I have some regrets now, but I can't find regret medicine in the world, so I can only grit my teeth and hold on, trying my best to slow down the loss of some mana.

It's a rather bad feeling, and at the same time very difficult, like a tug-of-war between a person and a normal truck that has been started.

Although I tried my best, my mana still disappeared quickly, I had just survived the Heavenly Tribulation, and when my mana and divine soul condensed into a golden pill, there were still some cracks on my golden pill.

I've been fighting until now to heal these superficial rifts.

In order not to make the rift appear again, I have to try my best to avoid making a move, let alone go all out, before I completely stabilize the realm.

But because of the massive consumption of mana, now these rifts have reappeared.

This is my foundation, and now my foundation is about to be torn apart.

I'd love to turn that around, but there's nothing I can do about it yet.

I even think that the person who came to the office before was not Lao Mo, but someone pretending to be someone.

It doesn't make sense, but I don't have the heart to figure it out right now.

The speed of Jin Dan is getting faster and faster, at the beginning, it was me who ran the exercises and pushed Jin Dan, but now the situation has been reversed, and Jin Dan is out of my control.

One by one, the mana kept disappearing, and I felt a sense of emptiness.

This feeling of weakness is not new to me, it is the same feeling I have felt after surviving the catastrophe before, and this feeling has been with me for more than a week.

Now this feeling of being hollowed out is still intensifying, and finally the divine light on the golden pill is dimmed, about to disappear, and it is covered with cracks.

At this point, if I don't stop immediately and replenish my aura quickly, the chances of me falling out of the realm are extremely high.

I still want to keep my realm, so I haven't given up resisting until now.

I have gone through a lot of hardships and dangers, and now I have only come to this point, and the consequences of admitting it like this are too serious.

Just when the golden divine light on the golden pill dimmed, and the golden pill became pure white and was about to crumble, this gadget finally reacted.

Two golden rays of light emerged from the eyes of this ordinary-looking turtle base, and the golden light shone on the opposite wall, and in a silent moment, the wall was pierced by the golden light.

Then this iron-gray small building quickly enlarged in front of my eyes, and in the blink of an eye, I had appeared in another place.

Directly across from me, on the snow-white wall hung a pair of characters with a crooked stroke.

There are futons on the floor, which look shabby, and there is a set of tables and chairs on the side.

I looked at my surroundings and felt a little familiar, and then I remembered that this was the small building that was not longer than a finger.

I'm in this little building now, and there is a row of large bookshelves or a Hundred Treasures Pavilion against the wall, but there is nothing on it, and it is extremely clean.

There were criss-crossing lines on the ground, and I looked closely, and if I was right, the ground was the tortoiseshell of the turtle with a base.

The iron-gray building had two floors, and I tried to go up the stairs, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

I tried a few times, but was pushed back with a huge force and almost fell to the ground.

I sensed it and found that all the magic weapons in my hand were not on my body, so I could only give up the idea of putting it down.

Now I can't get up to the second floor, so I'm going to have to go and see what's going on outside.