"Adult baby. Lang Yu read silently, and his surprise was no worse than Yang Xiao. I just heard the master talk about the realm of cultivators, it seems that adult babies are the highest level that this old man has come into contact with, isn't it that the master wants to be strong and wants to go crazy?

"Hehe, master, just now you also said that the path of cultivators, don't be in a hurry, don't be too persistent. Your old man just gives me the elixir to eat all day long, and I can't rise so fast. Langyu was speechless.

"You haven't reached the infant stage yet, but it may be said that the strength of your divine consciousness is almost close, but you can't do it. Hehe, hahahaha...... "Yang Xiao was like he was thirsty and picked up a big watermelon. "The realm of the absolute spirit, the realm of the absolute spirit, I didn't expect that the realm of the absolute spirit to be so useful. ”

Lang Yuyijia was confused, the master spoke a little in three and not in two, and it was difficult to hear what he knew from it.

"Master, don't laugh, I'm a little hairy, what do you always see?"

"Hahahaha, you're still hairy, stinky boy. It seems that in the realm of the previous life, it was not useless, wow, you can't cultivate immortals, but you can refine gods. He looked around. "The sea of divine consciousness is so vast, I really neglected it as a teacher, hehe, even the sea of consciousness I had back then was nothing more than that. Confused, really confused. Although Yang Xiao shook his head, he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart. "Ever since the teacher was able to enter your sea of knowledge, he has regarded this place as his own back then, and has always neglected your cultivation. I was able to preserve my spirit in the scroll with the consciousness of an infant, but you appeared in the same state in it. Demon, no wonder the thunder will be discovered. Apprentice, the sky is thundering, you are not wronged, hahahaha. Value, it's worth it. Yang Xiao laughed.

"Master, you-" Lang Yu was angry, why should I be thundering every day? Is there such a master who curses his apprentices?

After a moment, Yang Xiao looked up at the top of his head. "This matter has been determined by the teacher, and your feeling is indeed the release of divine consciousness, and the release of divine consciousness has nothing to do with Xuan Qi, it is caused by the help of Dao patterns. Although the law has not yet been seen, traces of it can already be glimpsed. Under the law, everything shows its origin, and there is no obstacle in nature. But this is also the blessing and the calamity, if I remember correctly, there is a kind of spiritual disc in this realm, which is a kind of magic weapon for the Venerable One below to identify the Venerable. Now you don't have the cultivation of Venerable One, if you touch this thing with your divine sense, once it is discovered by someone with a heart, it may be quite dangerous. Even if the teacher knew about you, he would definitely sacrifice his life to hunt you down. Don't ask the reason first, this thing is not of much use to you now, so don't let it go out easily. If you meet His Holiness who knows, being a teacher will not be able to save you. ”

Hearing this, Lang Yu couldn't help but stand up a cold hair, of course the master would not scare him sensationally. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

"Spirit Disk?" "Isn't it the disc that I touched outside Xingyang Town back then. Then it brought misfortune to the ancient people. Xu Zhengqing led a large team of people to greet the Venerable, and made a big white face. The restaurant made trouble, the big shopkeeper of the Proud Pavilion broke his arm, and the jewel was framed. Qingyu's death and his own imprisonment seem to have something to do with the spirit plate. The ancient clan has fallen to the point where it is today, will it also be the shame of Xu Zhengqing on the day of the report, and it is still the bane he planted.

A soft sigh sounded in the sea of knowledge. "Master, I understand. When I first got the ring, my mother said that when I couldn't protect these treasures myself, that was the way to get rid of it. ”

"Hmm. Yang Xiao nodded. His own apprentice is smart, and he can understand it at all. "When it's time to do this, you might as well go to the forest again. Teach your teacher the method of refining knowledge. ”

"Hehe, okay, it's a word!" Lang Yu also thought about it, the Black Eyes Forest was really an excellent place. If you don't have the ability, how can you avenge Qingyu, how to get justice for those dead teenagers, how to find Lu Xueying and Uncle Gan to repay the grace of three years of protection. Everything is a joke.

Seeing the master enter the scroll with a smile, Lang Yu's heart was sour.

His mind returned to the ancient paintings, even if there were no grievances, it was for this old man that he had to fight. In the past life, you guarded me, and in this life I will let you be born again.

The gentleman has no fault, and he is guilty. Looking down and thinking about it, Lang Yu suddenly found that inadvertently, he was killing everywhere.

The mysterious scroll and broken teapot were almost killed by Ling Songzi. "Qi Jing Hua Yuan Jue" is a forbidden method hidden in the "Hundred (Acupoints) Heart Sutra". This divine sense, which was originally thought to be useless, was released from the outside, and was told by the master that it would cause a big disaster. The inexplicable aura in the giant cave, Lu Xueying repeatedly emphasized that no one could know about it. All of these things on my body are terrible things. There is also that white lotion, no one needs to say that I dare not show it. The immortal mark on the top of the head is also a hidden danger, and there are guinea pigs, so far I have not dared to bring it back to the ancient village, if it is discovered, it will naturally be associated with the immortal. Listening to what the master said, even in the distant heavens, there is also a catastrophe that is watching him all the time.

Is there anything else? Lang Yu didn't dare to think about it anymore. I don't know if these are my own fate, or the fate of this stolen body. Speaking of which, even such a thing as cross-border rebirth can happen to you, it is not surprising that these secrets are not surprising.

If there is no cultivator who doesn't have some chances, I'm afraid that the innate possession of a spirit body can be regarded as a kind of providence.

However, with the opportunity, it is difficult to say whether it can be kept, and it is very likely that it is because of this that it will die. The death of Ling Songzi is the best example.

It's a promise. In the meantime, the kindness of the ancient clan has also been explained, although he has made an oath in the pyramid, but the ancient clan is still there, and he will not be an enemy of it. After inquiring about the whereabouts of his family, the rest was arranged by himself, and he didn't say in his oath that he had to protect the ancient clan.

The Black Eye Forest is indeed good, first, there is a big black ape covering, and there is no worldly strife and deceit. After his own cultivation is successful, he will repay the kindness after being reborn, and then he will find a way to get the master out of the scroll. Langyu's goal is not big, as long as he makes his own efforts, let the master sit in front of him again, and the two of them will enjoy the bright moon in another world, taste fine wine, and laugh at the dust. This life is enough.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and Lang Yu smiled. It seems that he has seen the comfortable life he has sketched.

Master and apprentice are reborn together, if they can ascend to immortality together again, and fight for thousands of years of fellow practitioners, what joy is there in life.

Looking up at the long ancient calligraphy and paintings.

Langyu looked at it intently for a while. "Can the word 'martial' be incomprehensible?"

After a while, Lang Yu got up, and there were still quaint calligraphy and paintings in front of him, a thin layer of things that seemed to be skin but not skin, and silk was not silk, and there would be something else in it, if Lang Yu hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it if he said that he was dead or alive.

Divine consciousness is not to think about it, and the last time I entered, I didn't use my divine sense, it seems that this thing must also be seen with my eyes, but how did I enter it last time?

Lang Yu closed his eyes again, and his two fingers pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed it up and down. If this matter was in the previous life, once there was an intractable puzzle, most of Langyu would have left home, or go to the hotel for a drink, or take a shower, and maybe drive around the city. But not now, I only have three days in this house, and the fuss with the master is about to reach midnight in the blink of an eye, and everything is silent, just for the night light pearl shines. I don't know if there is also formation protection here, in the middle of the night, except for a clan member who delivered a meal, no one really bothered.

What Lang Yu didn't know was that since Gu Mo printed the ancestral blood and went out, even the entire Gu family compound was blocked. The handling of clan affairs has been changed to the Fengyuan, and as for why this is so, no one dares to ask. Is it the case that every disciple is like this when he attains enlightenment, the answer is no. Although it is only three days, according to Gu Mo's arrangement, Lang Yu is called a retreat, but Lang Yu does not know this concept yet.

There are fairy fruits and fairy brews in the ring, and Langyu doesn't have to worry about eating in a few days, he just needs to concentrate on understanding ancient calligraphy and painting.

Seven or eight times in a row to observe in different ways, still no progress, Lang Yu opened his eyes, he even thought of dripping his own blood on the ancient painting, but he didn't dare. Such a strange painting, the consequences after dripping blood are unpredictable, and what they can think of, the Gu clan will not fail to try, and it is unlikely that it will succeed.

My heart is going to be confused, and if I look at it again, I won't get anything. As soon as he flipped his hand, the thin second volume of "Turning Thunder Recipe" was spread out in his hand. Gently opened it, and what caught my eye were two large characters that looked like a script. "Takebe".

Langyu smiled. Can such a booklet of twenty or thirty pages also be called a booklet? The so-called "scriptures" are really very fine. At the same time, I also remembered the one that Grandpa Gu gave me six years ago. There are also two words at the beginning of the book, "Doubu", so there is no doubt that the other booklet is "War Department". This should correspond to the three major levels of cultivators.

Divine consciousness was injected, and Lang Yu turned the pages one by one. In three days, it is impossible to cultivate this trick, Lang Yu just wants to copy those tricks in his mind, and first form his own meridian acupoint diagram, so that no matter which moment he enters the ancient painting, he can clearly compare it to determine whether the humanoid star points in the ancient painting are the trend of the "Thunder Technique". It only makes sense to write down the following recipes after you have made sure that you have done so.

The next two pages explain the characteristics of the condensation of qi at the level of the warrior, the state of the qi sea at each small level, the combat power achieved, the requirements for advancement, etc., and the next five pages are the center of the book, which records a total of three meridians and a diagram of the passage of fifty-four acupoints. The last part is the cultivation experience of the samurai level, which is estimated to be some pre-cultivation or the perception passed down by the ancestors, this part is the longest, Lang Yu did not remember it, and those are not needed for him at present.