After Hong Taiji finished speaking, he also looked at Lang Yu, the two looked at each other, and Hong Taiji turned his head. Speaking of this result, he himself felt that he lacked morality. But it can't be helped. At that time, he only cared about looking at Lang Yu, and he didn't see the scene of the golden bead entering his body at all, and as long as he hadn't experienced it himself, no one would believe that a small bead condensed by the four-layer qi refining would make Yu Jinguo go mad. If you look through the tens of thousands of years of immortal history, you can see which cultivator who has gone mad can be caused by outsiders, and it is all due to his own practice. Another reason, of course, is that you have to take care of it, otherwise the disciples of this cave will not be able to raise their heads.

"Haha, Senior Brother Hong has presided over the challenge many times, how can he be blind, everyone will not have objections. There were other cave disciples who replied. In the matter of your third hole, who wins and who loses has nothing to do with others, and no one wants to get involved in it. As for what he thought in his heart, no one knows.

Hong Taiji hugged his fists again. "Thank you, fellow Daoists. "He straightened his sleeve.

"Today's challenge, Gu Yu was beaten out of the challenge platform and defeated. The second-order Refining God Cave Mansion he occupied was supposed to be ceded to Yu Jinguo, but because Yu Jinguo accidentally went mad and died, it was still inhabited by Gu Yu for the time being. ”

is worthy of being old and immortal, but with the same result, he went around such a big grind.

Lang Yu's eyes staring at him turned away.

Some shook their heads, others scoffed. Then someone turned around and left the field one after another, and Lang Yu also turned around and prepared to return to the hole.

"Gu Yu," Hong Taiji on the stage stopped him. "Since you also admit that you did not defeat Yu Jinguo, then you can't take his ring. ”

Lang Yu reached out and touched it, threw it back on the stage, and didn't even return his head. Broken thing, what's the good stuff about? If you want to say that what he likes is the whip used by Wang Jinguo, but the surname Hong will not give it to him at all.

When passing by Cao Yanfei, the kid stepped back a little hairily. The two who put down the stage are not the masters they can provoke, this is a little devil.

"Uncle Shi. Waiting for Lang Yu to pass, Cao Yanfei looked at Du Wensong with inquiring eyes, what is the next step.

Du Wensong kept watching Lang Yu enter the cave, didn't say a word, and then raised his feet and went back to his cave.

"This ......"

Heyun Peak shook, and Tonglai Mountain shook. In front of the mountain and behind the mountain, the disciples of the eight caves, for a while, no one talked about the challenge of the third cave. Everyone knows that there is a demonic disciple Gu Yu in the third cave.

But no one knows that this figure at the top of the wave is now distressed in his cave at this time.

Three days have passed, and the master in the scroll still has not improved, and he cannot be contacted at all. What is the reason? Even if you can say something, what do you need? I can find a way to get it for you. A month is about to pass, and time is running out.

The more anxious I was on this scroll, the more my cultivation couldn't keep up, and for some reason, since I broke through the third layer of the "Thunder Transformation Technique", I haven't made an inch of progress in the past few days, and the golden lake has stopped rising.

Is the progress of the first level so slow?

Maybe it's because the supply is too fierce during this period of time, so Langyu has stopped taking medicine since last night.

After the three exercises were completed, Lang Yu probed his divine sense into the ring and lifted it out with a flip of the lancet. This is the only pseudo-spirit weapon he can use, and it is naturally not for appreciation when he takes it out at this time, Lang Yu remembered the strange thing the night before the challenge, how the little snake in it became strong. He was also a spirit, and he wanted to see if he could get some clues from it. What the hell did the little guy eat?

The lancet, nameless, the grade will not be too high, Lang Yu has not learned the method of the sword, so he can't fight that kind of phantom knife, and it is not very useful to say. But he made a lot of contributions to Langyu, that is, he learned the spirit for the first time and knew how to use the spirit weapon.

As soon as the divine sense was connected, the little snake spirit in the knife immediately became energetic, raising its neck high, as if waiting for an order.

It's big again, and the light body has a clear bright green color. Lang Yu smiled dumbly, life is not satisfactory, if the master also has such a fast recovery speed, then what are you worried about, look at its arrogant appearance, it is only stronger than when I first saw it, and the cat drowning in it must be understood.

"Tell me, what did you eat?"

The little snake shook its head, the lancet trembled, and there was no more news. It's no wonder that although it is also a spirit, it has no intelligence, and all its actions are actually provided by the master's divine sense. After confessing the Lord, it can only carry out the mind of the master, but cannot communicate. What was eaten, this could not be performed.

couldn't ask, Langyu had to find another way. This knife is in his ring, that is to say, there must be something useful to it in his ring, is it fairy grass, elixir, or white lotion? Lang Yu plans to try them one by one. It's a hassle to have a lot of treasures.

The lancet was put away, Lang Yu condensed his sense, glanced outside the cave, and after confirming that there was no movement within more than ten zhang, he carefully sacrificed the scroll.

The quaint scroll, as soon as it appeared, Lang Yu took it in his hand, this thing is too important.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen fairy grasses appeared in front of him, this was almost all his fairy grass, and he had squandered it too much recently.

The scroll is placed in it, and then it is quietly observed. His guess was: If it can be absorbed by the scroll, there will inevitably be a reaction, and the immortal grass will be sucked away from the essence, and there should be a withering phenomenon.

For half a day, without any vision, he put it away. After Luo Yingshu delivered the meal, Lang Yu sacrificed it again, this time between a few immortal fruits, until midnight, and he didn't find any of them, so he had to put them away again.

Next time, I'll look at the elixir and hedrons. Lang Yu sighed, he was really lame without knowledge. With a stroke of both hands, he first practiced his divine sense, and then practiced the three methods.

"Kun Luo Jue" was running, and Lang Yu gradually calmed down, concentrating on the changes in the golden lake.

One week, two weeks, three weeks......

Lang Yu, who was sitting quietly, suddenly frowned. "Huh?" In just three weeks, the amount of light pouring in from outside his body has decreased significantly.

There's no more mystery, it won't be so domineering, right?

His eyes opened at once, and he carefully sensed the breath in the cave. It's really gone, all kinds of points of light are still pouring in, just leisurely, not much thicker than the ancient clan Fengyuan.

This is, this is not right, even if you absorb it quickly, the replenishment speed of the Xuan Qi will not change, what is wrong?

Langyu couldn't help but look around. Something is wrong with this cave. In that case, it's better to cultivate in the open air.

After searching for most of the day, Langyu's eyes finally stopped on the top of the cave. The semi-circular roof of the cave was dim and dark, without a trace of brilliance, and when I looked closely, I finally found that it was actually covered with dense spider web-like fragments.

This is the case...... Lang Yu took a long breath and closed his eyes and thought about it. After more than twenty breaths, he raised his eyes again and smiled helplessly. Maybe it's because he's been refining too much in the past few days, and it's beyond his load. Maybe it was the introduction of the big dragon twice to split, in short, I'm afraid this cave is useless.

Most of the caves opened by the Qi refining disciples themselves are natural places with rich Xuan Qi, while the caves specially provided for the God Refining disciples are arranged with a Spirit Gathering Array. Lang Yu's guess was right, the cave could not gather spiritual energy, that is, the lightning he led twice broke through the magic circle and lost the effect of gathering spirits.

The fairy world will also be tribulated, but no one will be in their own cave mansion, they all choose a remote and quiet place, and find some trusted people or teachers to protect them. The formation of the cave house basically has no effect on the thunder.

Although Langyu was not a catastrophe, he led to thunder and lightning. Although it is weak, it is not something that a small circle can bear. Without the effect of the magic circle gathering spirits, then cultivating in this cave would be no different from cultivating outside.

Waste it, it's not mine anyway, I can't live for a few days, Lang Yu didn't realize the terrible consequences of abolishing a cave mansion at all. With a wave of his hand, large and small, high and low Dan bottles and spars were spread on the ground, just like drying treasures, and then the scrolls were sacrificed and placed in the middle. Another half a day passed, and nothing had changed.

Not yet.

Langyu became more and more deflated, even if he had more good things, it was not enough to be so sunny. In the end, he poured out all the rings and animal skin bags that he had picked up from the time he came out of the black eyes to the present, but none of them had any effect.

Why? What else do you have?

Three bottles of white lotion and two bottles of poured immortal wine. The other is a strange little green child, the one caught on the back mountain of the ancient clan, I don't know what it is.

After thinking about it, Langyu dipped out two drops of white lotion and dripped them on the scroll. The white dot slid a finger down on it and vanished. Lang Yu immediately entered the scroll. The white lotion disappeared nowhere, and those white soul shadows and the faint flames did not change at all. Neither is this one.

It is even more impossible for the immortal brew to be, as for the little green man who is in a small bottle...... he doesn't know what it is, and he doesn't dare to take it out. Once lost, it's hard to catch it again.

Now there is only this thing left, after a little hesitation, Lang Yu still wants to try, he can give up anything for the sake of the master, but he doesn't want to be too reckless. The scroll couldn't fit in the ring, and he couldn't dry the little green man like any other item, so Lang Yu thought of the guinea pig. This little guy has not come back since he ran out a few days ago, and if this little thing is there, the insurance coefficient will be higher.

Lang Yu closed his eyes, and his divine sense connected with the guinea pig in the sea of consciousness.

"Xiaobai, hurry back, I have something to ask you. ”

"Right away, right away, master. I saw that bad guy again. ”

"Huh, bad guy. Lang Yu's consciousness turned and swept out of the cave, someone was worried about the guinea pig again?

Who knew that the divine sense swept down, but he saw a person outside his cave, in his thirties, with a white complexion, and he originally had a bit of the momentum of the fairy wind and bones, but there was a very discordant anger.