Duanmuyan's fingers panned, and the sunspot fell, and said, "So I won't let him stay in the tower for a full month, or even three days." ”

"Aren't you worried about accidents?"

Duanmu Yan's eyes flashed, and he said suddenly.

Liu Mu smiled meaninglessly, he stared at this long-time friend, and said, "I know that you have handed over the ancient seal to him, and I know what you have in mind, but you can rest assured, you will never succeed." ”

Duanmu Yan knew very well that his actions could not be hidden from the other party, just as he knew the other party very well, and the other party also knew him very well.

It's just like playing chess, the real beauty is that every move has to be taken into account, and the changes of each move cannot be completely controlled.

Duanmu Yan pinched a chess piece and gently pressed it on the chessboard.

An indescribable aura emanated from the chess piece, and then a powerful aura that could not be seen by the naked eye rose into the sky, connecting with the large array covered by thick clouds.

Liu Mu's face remained unchanged, and he also picked up a black chess piece and put it on the chessboard.

Another powerful aura rose from the chessboard, connecting with the Great Array.

Above the sea of clouds, a lifelike tiger, stepping on catwalks, full of majestic tiger eyes, staring indifferently at the Teng snake opposite.

The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger!

The tiger roared with his feet and pounced on the snake, biting it on the snake's neck.

The snake let out a hiss, and the snake's eyes were cold and terrifying, and at the same time as the tiger pounced, his snake tail was already entwined upward, slowly contracting.

The two are entwined together, the tiger bites, the snake is tightly bound, and they do not give in to each other.

At the top of the tower, Duanmu Yan snorted coldly and said, "It's so stalemate, it's you who loses in the end." ”

Liu Mu's face was cold, and he said, "That's not necessarily. ”

In the oasis city, the surface of the lake that had been static suddenly set off waves, and the monks gathered by the lake didn't pay too much attention to it, they just said goodbye to each other, returned to the sect, and continued to cultivate.

Soon, the entire crowd on the shore dissipated.

But the monks who entered the tower quickly realized that something was wrong.

"What's going on, how did the spiritual power become thin?"

"There won't be any more accidents, right?

"What the hell is going on? In previous years, the tower would not even have a little bit of trouble, so why are there strange things one after another today?"

Many monks' thoughts gathered together and communicated silently.

As soon as these monks entered the cultivation room, they let out a strange scream, and then exited the cultivation room, gathering again at the door under the tower.

Within a moment, Luo Huai, the monk in charge of guarding the tower of the Ruyi Sect, walked out of it, his eyes swept away the noisy crowd, and he frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Immediately, a monk stepped forward and said: "Luo Daoyou, it's not that I'm unruly, it's that the total spiritual power of this tower's cultivation room has disappeared a lot out of thin air for some reason, and the speed of recovery is far inferior to that of the past, I beg you to go and investigate, every minute and every second of this is consuming contributions." ”

In the secret realm, for any monk, the contribution is more precious than the spirit stone, and it can even be said that this is the accumulation of blood-drenched lives.

Isn't it true that everyone risked their lives to hunt and collect materials from the sand monsters just to gain contributions, so that they could enter the tower to practice and improve their cultivation?

And what is the purpose of improving one's cultivation?

At least in this secret realm, everyone has only one purpose to improve their cultivation, that is, to be able to hunt more advanced sand monsters, to be able to collect more materials, to be able to get more contributions, and to be able to spend more time in the tower.

Many of the genius monks of the sect are living like this.

This is also the charm of the tower.

Any monk who can enter the tower can't help but be fascinated by it, the amount of heavenly spiritual power inside is not only pure, but also huge, whether it is in the outside world or in the southern region, it is almost impossible to find a place that can be compared.

Cultivating in the tower, not to mention a thousand miles a day, can at least greatly shorten the time required to break through from the Jindan realm to the Yuanying realm.

In the cultivation world, the measure of talent and potential is nothing more than cultivation and age, to put it bluntly, it is actually time.

So now that there is a problem with this tower, although they can take back the nameplate and no longer consume contributions, in fact, if it is not restored for a long time, it is also their time that is wasted.

"Spiritual power has changed?"

Luo Huai was a little suspicious at first that someone was playing tricks, since he had guarded this tower, he had never encountered an abnormal incident in the tower, but he quickly dispelled his thoughts, because when he walked into several cultivation rooms, he found that the spiritual power content of these cultivation rooms was actually thinner than the other.

Not to mention, Luo Huai soon made another astonishing discovery, when he spent some more time in a cultivation room, he could clearly feel that the spiritual power was actually getting thinner and thinner with the passage of time.

What the hell is going on?

Luo Huai's heart tightened, and his face became worried, this tower is the most important thing in the layout of the Ruyi Sect in the secret realm, if there is a problem with the tower, how can there be such a genius monk who works hard for the grand cause of the Ruyi Sect?

After leaving the tower, Luo Huai immediately announced: "Fellow Daoists, don't be impatient, I will report this wine to Uncle Liu, I believe that his old man will definitely solve it." ”

Hearing these words of Master Liu, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and these three words seemed to have some kind of magic to calm people's hearts, which made people full of confidence.

After Luo Huai finished speaking, he immediately went out towards the tower again, and then bowed, bowed deeply, and shouted: "Uncle Liu, disciple Luo Huai asks to see." ”

"Come on. ”

An old and wooden voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Luo Huai straightened his waist at this time, and then took out a piece of identity plate, which was also black, and then lightly touched it.

As his finger pressed, a pitch-black light emanated from the black nameplate, enveloping Luo Huai's entire person, and then the light flashed, and Luo Huai's entire person disappeared in place together with the black token.

On the top floor, on the side of the chessboard, a black token appeared very abruptly, and then Luo Huai's figure also came out of the space.

"I've seen Uncle Liu!"

Luo Huai didn't even dare to look at the faces of the two old men, so he knelt on the ground, his forehead touched the ground, and saluted respectfully.