"What do I want?" Chu Jing's eyes showed doubts, but more than that, there was a surprise in it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoSince this old man is the predecessor of the Purple Mansion Realm, and he rescued himself, it proves that this senior not only has no ill will towards him, but may also have something else to give.

Chu Jing didn't know what this thing was, but listening to the old man's meaning, it should be a treasure that was very useful to him. But thinking so, Chu Jing also listened to the old man's words. Seeing that the old man had left the futon, he sat down on it.

Speaking of futon, in fact, in every monk's cave mansion, there is such one, and ordinary cultivation usually sits on it. And the weaving of this futon is actually quite exquisite. Especially the materials, most of the children in some families are directly woven with materials with spiritual powers.

If it is just a casual cultivation, it is naturally not as rich as the family disciples, but it will also mix and weave with some elixirs and some weeds. Once the weaving is complete, a layer of Soul Gathering will be added to it, which will slightly speed up the monk's cultivation. A method that has been handed down since ancient times, and it is really good.

From this point of view, the cultivation of monks is more elaborate than that of martial artists.

But when Chu Jing sat on this futon, a trace of spiritual power seeped out, but he didn't feel any residual spiritual power on this futon. But then his mind turned, since the predecessor was a monk of the Purple Mansion Realm, presumably this futon must have been left over from the ancient period.

Let's ask, what can go through 10,000 years and still maintain the loss of spiritual power? Chu Jing straightened up, began to stop all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and looked at the old man in front of him, waiting for him to speak.

"Boy, close your eyes. The old man's voice echoed through the gloomy cavern, and his cloudy eyes grew deeper.

Chu Jing closed his eyes very obediently, didn't say a word, and didn't ask much. The old man then raised a hand and slowly put it on top of Chu Jing's head. There was only a burst of obscure language in his ears, and listening to it, Chu Jing felt that he was in a trance, as if he was constantly falling, and he was about to fall into another place.

"Smack!" At this time, in the two pavilions, Ye Yi looked inside from the outside, and it was still a gorgeous scene, but after walking into it, the corridor was still the same as when Ye Yi broke this formation.

Stepping on the soft soil under his feet, Ye Yi's eyes swept around, presumably trying to find clues about other people. It's just a bare patch all around, and there is no grass, where is the figure from?

Ye Yi scratched his head, and said secretly in his heart: How can this be good? Xu is that he has seen too few things, so he is helpless about the current situation. I never expected this phantom array to be so magical, obviously in the same place, but it was formed alone, Ye Yi could only protect himself and be fine, for others, he was really willing and powerless.

"If Senior Sister Longxi hasn't been out of trouble, then I don't know if Chu Jing has the ability?" Ye Yi thought wildly in his mind, and somehow suddenly thought of Chu Jing, maybe he felt that this guy and himself were in a cooperative relationship after all, although they didn't know each other very well, but they felt that this guy at least didn't have any thoughts about himself, and his cultivation was okay.

If you want to deal with Li Yuandan and even the disciples of the Yueqing Sect here, it is naturally not enough to rely on yourself, so you have to pull the people of Yingluo Academy, and then catch up with the disciples of the Five Thunder Sect through Chu Jing, which is the best.

"Zizizizi. Chu Jing seemed to be asleep, his head lowered, and the old man's hand was still on it. But at this moment, there was a sudden shake in his sleeve robe, and a small inky black worm slowly crawled out. It climbs slowly, precisely, carefully.

The bright red tentacles swayed in front of him, and slowly crawled to the ground along the stone bed. The inkworm looked up and saw Chu Jing and squeaked, but he didn't react in the slightest. But when he heard the cry, the old man turned his head and happened to see it.

"Huh?" The old man didn't care much after taking a look, he had seen a lot of this tiny insect. But as soon as he turned his gaze, he suddenly was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly fell his gaze back on the ink worm.

After a long time, those deep eyes, a flash of light disappeared. Don't look at it anymore, let it move around on the ground.

After Ye Yi was irritable for a while, he gradually calmed down, knowing that no matter how troubled he was, it would be useless, so it was better to investigate the two sub-pavilions inside and out. In the final analysis, it's just a phantom array, since it's a phantom array, then in the end, so many people will only appear in this attic, looking for the past everywhere, at least you can find some clues.

Having made up his mind, Ye Yi looked up at the door. If there is a place that makes me feel the most strange, I am afraid that it is the bronze hall.

Touching the storage bag around his waist, the Jane was still lying quietly in it. Ye Yi had always been suspicious of that bronze hall, there must be something hidden in it, but he didn't find it. Perhaps, many of the secrets of this ruin are hidden in a corner of the bronze hall.

Otherwise, I really don't know what the purpose of this thing's existence is. I figured it out in my head, and walked away. Passing through that door, Ye Yi soon came to the bronze hall.

When he walked in, it was still so empty, but when he looked at the place, he was suddenly stunned. "Where's that bookshelf?" Originally, the place where Dao Jian was placed, although Dao Jian had been taken away by himself at this moment, it stands to reason that there was still a bookshelf placed in the same place.

But now it's clear that the bookshelf is gone. Ye Yi looked at it and couldn't help but think in his heart: It seems that someone has come out and taken this bookshelf, but who is this person? More importantly, what is the strange thing about this bookshelf?

Ye Yi beat his head, a little helpless: "It's really clumsy, someone else picked up this cheap." He sighed, but he only complained in his heart, and he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, everyone has their own opportunities, and in the end, they are only short-sighted, and it is normal to miss a lot.

The purpose of coming here is to help other people who are still trapped in the phantom array to get out of trouble, and I don't want to cause more trouble. "I don't know who this person is, could it be that Chu Jing?" Ye Yi said to himself, turned around and began to think about the surroundings and slowly looked for it.

The cold wind pierced people's hearts, making people wrap their clothes tightly and curl up. When the cold wind blew into the attic, the wind chimes on the eaves were tinkling and tinking. The soles of his shoes were already covered with filthy dirt, and the sweat of struggle seemed to wash away the dust.

It's like a hurry, and it's like a hurry. He wanted to roar, but he bit tightly, looking up at the sky and at the man standing in front of him. Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his sideburns to the ground, and now he is still a little bit of what he was at the beginning.

The tip of the spear, which had a little missing corner, was held tightly in his hand, and his own blood was soaked, which wiped out the murderous aura on the spear. He knelt in front of him, one hand clutching at the corner of his coat. "Please. Li Yuandan's eyes were deeply sunken, and there was no trace of brilliance.

Just like that, he shouted three words of humiliation out of his mouth. Immediately, Li Yuandan's body seemed to have lost all its strength all at once, and that hand slowly slipped down. But who is standing in front of him at this moment?

Dressed in white, with a gentle smile on his face, and even a little respect on his face, but this kind of respect seems to be so mocking now. "Senior brother, get up quickly, it's cold on the ground. "This person is the disciple surnamed Bai in the Yueqing Sect.

It's just that the appearance of the two of them now, on the contrary, the disciple surnamed Bai has become so unfathomable. But Li Yuandan saw the expression on his face, but his body shook, and he immediately lowered his head: "Give me medicine, please, save me." Every word was bitten by him very clearly.

"Why can't I save you, as long as you listen to me well and comprehend the morality of killing, you will become the first monk of the Three Kingdoms sooner or later. The gentle eyes were full of temptation, Li Yuandan clenched his fists tightly, just listening to his words, it was as if he had fallen into a swamp, how to resist would only make people fall deeper and deeper.

"Open your mouth. Li Yuandan heard his voice and was very obedient, a black pill slid down his throat and into it, and a warm current poured in behind him, and the hand of the disciple surnamed Bai was already pressed on it, and the turquoise spiritual power slowly poured in.

"After eating, go inside, that Ye Yi just went in again and helped me kill him. ”