Little pot! to get to the point.

Lang Yu replied without thinking: "The master also saw it, and the disciple is also strange, since he recovered from his illness, the disciple found that there was an extra thing in his head. I didn't know how it came, I asked my grandfather, and my grandfather didn't know. "What kind of heart does Lang Yu have, he has been prepared and waited for a long time, this is what you have in love.

"What is it?"

"I don't know what kind of sick disciple is, I have been lying in bed since I don't remember much. I was fascinated by it, and it was Elder Lu who cured the disciple's illness later, but later found that he couldn't cultivate. "This illness was made up like this as early as when he was in Xingyang Town, and Lang Yu just added a little more details.

"Oh, I see, Elder Lu, it's a demon, and this thing must have been planted by her. Sure enough, it's not shallow to harm people. ”

It's nonsense, Lang Yu doesn't understand the story he made up himself, this old boy can really fool, but he says that his mother is a demon. By the way, maybe you can get some Gu Clan information out of his mouth. Thinking of this, Lang Yu turned to ask, "Since the master also knows that I am from the Gu clan, I wonder if the disciple can ask if my grandfather and Elder Lu are okay." The disciple was knocked unconscious by someone, so he threw himself in this place, and he didn't know what was going on at home. He rolled his eyes as he spoke. This is also human nature, Ling Songzi naturally does not doubt him, he would never have dreamed that a teenager would be so capable of acting.

"Don't worry, your grandfather is fine, and the Gu clan is fine, it's just that that demon caused a big disaster, almost ruined Jingyang City, and was chased and killed by the seniors of Xianmen. These are not the questions you should ask, even if you are a teacher, you don't dare to say anything. Ling Songzi said very casually. These things are not secrets, how can anyone in Jingyang Town not know.

"That little pot, can you sacrifice it for the teacher to see. Ling Songzi guided him again.

Lang Yu was stunned for a moment, he was still thinking about Ling Songzi's words just now. Niang really came to look for him, but was chased and killed by Xianmen? Why was she chased and killed by Xianmen? Is there anything wrong with Niang coming to me? What about Uncle Gan? What about Yueyue? Could it be that Niang is hiding from Xianmen? Lang Yu's head is big. If it's really as you imagined, then it's really no way to go to the sky, there is no way to enter the earth, what is the concept of Xianmen, this is the one in front of you.

After listening to the question, he came back to his senses, and looked at Ling Songzi's unabashed expectant eyes, which made Lang Yu contempt for a while.

"This, master," Lang Yu pushed his nose. "This thing hasn't been out since it came in, and I can't help it. I don't know how to get him away. ”

"Uh!" Ling Songzi was stunned. Thinking about it, such a heavy treasure is not something that he can drive as a child at all. If I could really take it out, I am afraid that it would not be in my hands long ago.

"That's right, it seems that we really have a fate. Ling Songzi took out a tall appearance again, reached out and touched his chin, but unfortunately he didn't have a beard.

"This is a hoodoo that should come from the demon clan. There is this thing to suppress, so even if you have the qualifications of a genius, you can't accept the Xuan Qi, let alone condense the Dan. The mortal realm is naturally impossible, and only the means of the immortal gate can be obtained. Now that you are already a disciple of my Xianmen, I will pass on this method to you as a teacher, and it will be eliminated in a few days. Ling Songzi was quite happy, it seemed that he had wasted his effort, this kid didn't know if it was a treasure, and he was about to take it out and throw it away.

When Lang Yu heard this, he also quickly got up and bowed down. "Disciple, thank you, Master. ”

"Hehehehe, no, no. Ling Songzi waved his hand. There's a 'this is what I'm supposed to do'.

Both were delighted. Lang Yu was naturally happy not because of the immortal family's method, but because he felt that this strange little teapot was really dangerous. God knows which day it will "bang" and explode, and his little head will be smashed, it is best to take it out, and as for whether it is given to Ling Songzi, it is impossible. Not to mention whether this little teapot is good or not, even the white lotion in the pot is reluctant.

And what about Ling Songzi, how could he know that Lang Yu thought like this. If he can easily get it without being ruthless, why wouldn't he do it.

If the best way is to kill it with a knife, this thing will naturally fall. But he who cultivates the Dao of the Immortal Family knows that the Dao Seal between heaven and earth is vertical and horizontal, and he really wants to know the heavens, unless he has done nothing. He was not willing to break the iron law.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and finally for the first time, there was no suspicion. Ling Songzi took out a piece of white jade and put it on his eyebrows for a moment, then handed it to Lang Yu with a smile. "This is the magic of the immortal sect. You can take it and read it carefully, which is also a compulsory part of the introductory course. Now as a teacher, I will pass it on to you first. According to this recipe, the divine consciousness will not be able to be sacrificed in a few days. ”

Great treasures, what can be hidden in the body will not be ordinary. There must have been a bloody sacrifice, and if outsiders take it, they can only kill people and seize treasures, but for its owner, it is a thought that can be manipulated as desired. This is much the same as taking something from a spirit stone bag. But it has to be done. Therefore, Ling Songzi naturally chose to be sacrificed by Lang Yu himself.

The so-called magic trick of refining the gods is actually a method of manipulation given to Lang Yu, with a little skill of condensing divine consciousness in the recipe. In this way, within three or two days, this thing can reach Ling Songzi's hands, and then he will get rid of the immortal record, fly by himself, and leave. In this boundless forest, you can ask for more blessings, whether you live or die has nothing to do with yourself. In fact, this is also to leave a place for Lang Yu to die, in this black-eyed forest where monsters are rampant, how can a mortal boy have any hope of survival. It's just that he didn't die under Ling Songzi. After all, it is not good to say that it is good to use the identity of an immortal to rob the treasures of mortals.

waved his hand to interrupt Langyu's move to thank him again. Pointing to the jade slip in his hand, he said, "Can this thing be used?"

To pretend or not to pretend? Lang Yu turned his hand and fiddled with the piece of jade. Imagine if it was Gu Lei, he wouldn't have recognized it. Therefore, he said: "Master, is this thing a jade slip?"

Ling Songzi nodded, he was not surprised, the children of the big family would naturally recognize this.

Langyu bet right again.

Now that Ling Songzi has approved it, Langyu doesn't have to pretend anymore, he raises his hand in front of his forehead and reads it with confidence.

The content of the jade slip is not much, like a small ancient text, two or three hundred words, I don't know if this method is so simple or it was drained by Ling Songzi. With Langyu's talent, it is clear at a glance between the three breaths. But he didn't let go immediately, but stopped for more than a quarter of an hour with great effort, until Ling Songzi was impatient to see it, and then took it down and gave it back to him.

"Got it?"

"I've memorized it. I don't understand it very well, the exercises of the fairy gate are too profound. ”

Ling Songzi almost lost his joy when he heard this, what kind of immortal sect is this, it's just a small method. But there is no way, people are mortals, and it has been less than half a day since they first started.

"Well, you can understand it yourself, this master can't teach it. "You can't teach it, you can't take out your own consciousness and practice it. Ling Songzi is not in a hurry, no matter how stupid a person is, as long as he can understand it, it won't take three days at worst.

With a magic seal in both hands, he began to cultivate.

Is Lang Yu stupid? He's not stupid, he's better than a monkey. As soon as the magic trick entered his brain, he understood that his divine sense, which was already powerful, actually only needed to poke the window paper.

So after reading it, I just sighed, 'I see', and it was over. According to the formula, when he condensed his consciousness and pointed to the teapot again, it was like a finger in his arm, and when he thought about it, the small pot turned in his mind. Lang Yu believes that it is easy to let him appear in his hands, and it is not impossible to even let him hang in the air out of thin air.

It's such a good thing, even this little pot is now reluctant for Langyu. This is something that I picked out by myself, why should I give it to you, it sounds good, let you see, can you come back after a look? No, you have to find a way.

Until the forest was completely dark, Lang Yu was still sitting there with his eyes closed and pondering.

The next day, I was still thinking about how to keep this little teapot if I couldn't leave. Langyu is not hungry, but if he really doesn't appear hungry, it will be strange again. So early in the morning, Lang Yu looked left and right, and as soon as Ling Songzi asked, he said that he was hungry and thirsty. The helpless master had to take out the water and meat he had stored.

The third day was the same.

On the fourth day, Ling Songzi went out to find wild fruits and water.

On the fifth day, Ling Songzi's temper came. "What, is there anything you don't understand?"

Langyu was silent.

"I've seen your divine sense, which is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. How so?" he couldn't wait.

"It's moving!Master, he's moving!" Suddenly Lang Yu opened his eyes and shouted. He really can't hold this thing anymore, and if he doesn't move, Ling Songzi may have to move.

"Can you take it out!" Ling Songzi suddenly became excited, leaned down and asked.

"Master, it's not good yet, it's just that I moved it, and I can't hold it. ”

This is pouring cold water on Ling Songzi, just like pulling his heart.

Lang Yu has been thinking about it for the past few days, it is a little impossible to keep this teapot, but he has to find a way to pour out the water in the teapot. There's no shortage of things in the ring, but you have to have a chance. Thinking of this, he wanted to curse, he used to have time, why didn't he think about changing places.

But he didn't think about it, who would have thought that he would meet the bald-tailed rat again.

"Hey, it seems that your entry is too slow for such a retreat. Come with the teacher. Ling Songzi sighed.

"What are you doing, master!" Is the bottom line reached? Lang Yu is about to let that little pot come out, no matter how precious that lotion is, it is not as important as his own life.

"Gu Yu, you can't blame the master for being ruthless. Ling Songzi said lightly.

"Hmm, this is going to be done?" Lang Yu secretly raised the Xuan Qi vigilance, even if he is defeated, he can't stand still, and he will have to splash your blood when he dies.

Ling Songzi walked forward with his hands behind him and continued: "All cultivators or immortals have already practiced meditation as the main thing, and combat cultivation as a supplement. This is by the way with the sky. But there is no doubt that combat cultivation is the fastest way to enter the country. It is the fate of our master and apprentice to take you into the immortal gate for the teacher, but the teacher does not want to leave people laughing because of this. So you have to endure some hardships, whether it is the cultivation of Xuan Qi or the condensation of divine consciousness, the fastest way is to fight, the more life and death struggle, the faster the progress. ”

Oh, not to kill me. Lang Yu put his heart down again. It's a mistake to think of me as slow. Let's take a look first.