Lin Qiubai was meditating and thinking about it, and opened the treasure identification, his intuition told him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In this stele, there are stalactites formed for thousands of years, or strange things such as stone hearts, chalcedony, and stone beasts.

The mind moved.

The Tiandao payment system sounded a prompt at the right time, and Lin Qiubai was waiting to take a closer look.

But Wang Yan kept chirping crookedly, annoyed, and Lin Qiubai's face immediately sank.

"You still dare to draw your sword?!"

Seeing that Wang Yan was about to make a move, the impatience in Lin Qiubai's heart became more and more intense.

The strength of the whole body trembled violently, and the viscous blood qi realm gushed out, diffusing within a radius of a hundred meters, and this blood qi realm directly made the surrounding more than thirty martial artists fall into a quagmire.

Wang Yan was shocked because he found that he could no longer continue to draw his sword.

You can't pull out an inch!

The guy who had just entered the Yuan Dan Realm actually made him, a triple powerhouse of the Yuan Dan Realm who had been cultivating in the Holy Land for a year, unable to move?!

That's impossible!

Seeing Wang Yan's panicked look, Lin Qiubai sneered, his eyes were slightly cold, and the qi and blood realm slowly contracted, all pressing on Wang Yan.

"If you don't have enough strength, just stand aside!"

Lin Qiubai took a step forward, and the blood and qi realm suddenly rushed into his body. Wang Yan was shocked and took a few steps back, and his paralyzed body slowly regained consciousness.

"You...... You ......"

Wang Yan's speech was not very sharp, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Fearful.

"My friend must be at the forefront, you'd better not mess around, put away your Holy Sect faction, I won't eat that. ”

Lin Qiubai warned, didn't look at Wang Yan anymore, stomped his feet, and rose to the sky......

"Brother Lin, what are you going to do?"

Yuan Chonghuan looked dazed.

Not only Yuan Chonghuan couldn't see through the specific purpose of Lin Qiubai's rise to the sky.

Even the disciples of the two great holy sects were confused.

Shouldn't it be at this time, racing against time to understand the stone tablet?

"Lin Qiubai, what are you going to do?!"

"I don't know, inexplicably, maybe the behavior of peerless geniuses is more maverick......"

"Follow him, we must seriously understand the artistic conception, when our artistic conception skyrockets, he has not made any progress, it will be interesting. ”

Someone laughed. I can't wait for Lin Qiubai to do more strange things.

……

At this moment, Lin Qiubai stepped on a certain place on the stone tablet, and his body turned into a parabola and slid up.

"Wow!"

More than 200 young people below stood up with a stunned face.

That's the Qiushui Yiren stone stele.

Since its existence, it has been the holy place in the minds of the martial artists of the Yuan Dan Realm.

Who is not a warrior who comes here to attain enlightenment?

Lin Qiubai poured it well, and directly blasphemed the picture of Qiushui Yiren. This is a great rebellion!

"Who can stop him? This man has no scruples and no faith at all, and he really destroyed the stone monument, but it is an irreparable loss!"

However, no one dared to make a move, after all, Lin Qiubai's strength was there.

Even Wang Yan couldn't withstand Lin Qiubai's terrifying blood and qi realm. Not to mention them.

The teenagers in front of the stele hesitated for dozens of breaths, and Lin Qiubai had already landed on the top of the stele.

The snow-white coat that is not stained with dust hunts in the air.

The long hair of the waterfall raises a small angle in the breeze, dressed in white, with a slender figure and a graceful demeanor, like a fairy.

provoked the fairies of the Flower Shifting Sacred Palace's eyes to shine.

Outside the Qiushui Garden, the elders of Tianjiao sat on the seven-star tall building, looking at the stone monument, drinking tea and talking about the north.

Li Qu looked at the stone stele of Qiushui Yiren, and when a white figure slowly appeared, a mouthful of tea suddenly spurted out, and he almost fell to the floor.

"Brother Li, what are you doing here?!"

A Creation Realm martial artist opposite him touched the tea on his face, a little angry.

"Look! Look! On the stone tablet of the Yiren in Qiushui!"

Li Qu's voice was trembling, what kind of scourge was he looking for.

It's just that Lin Qiubai grabbed a high position, why did he run to the top of the stone stele?

"Am I not making it clear?, or is that little brother Lin too clear!?"

Li Qu was speechless.

The elders who looked at the stone tablet in the distance also saw the white shadow.

They all showed stunned expressions.

"Who is this?!"

"Which junior is this, don't you know the rules?!

A certain pedantic old man was so angry that his beard trembled and his eyelids jumped wildly, this kind of behavior was really unreasonable. It was he who slapped the table angrily, causing the tea on the table to splash.

"Otherwise, many years have passed, and no warrior has ever climbed to the top of the stone monument. It's not that I haven't thought about it, but there is a ban on the stele, and it is too difficult.

The fact that the white-robed young man was able to reach the top showed that his strength was extraordinary. Maybe it will surprise us? ”

The master of the third palace of the Flower Shifting Sacred Palace tapped the desktop with his fingers. She knew it was Lin Qiubai.

"The palace master is right, I hope nothing bad will happen. ”

Li Qu's face turned bitter, his eyes fell on the top of the stone tablet, and he secretly prayed, this Lin Qiubai must not do anything out of the ordinary again!

……

However, how could Lin Qiubai no longer do things out of the ordinary?

He stood on the top of the stele, looked at it for a moment, and soon saw the composition of the formation at the top of the stele, although it could not be broken, but there was no problem in finding the entrance and entering the inside of the stele.

That's it.

Lin Qiubai split the formation, and jumped into the stone tablet under the frightened eyes of the seniors of Qiushuiyuan Restaurant.

Li Qu stood up suddenly.

Even the three palace masters of the Flower Shifting Holy Palace were still with a slight stunned face at this moment.

"Did he jump into the stele!?"

"What's going on??There's still a space inside the Qiushui Yiren Stone Monument?!"

"Could it be that the correct way to use the Qiushui Yi people is to enter it?!"

The Seven Star Restaurant was in a mess, and they took out the messenger one after another to transmit this shocking news back to the high-level of their forces.

……

And standing under the stone monument, many teenagers who didn't even comprehend the artistic conception also exploded.

The stone stele of the Yiren people in Qiushui has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one has ever explored this secret.

They can't be calm.

It's more of an imbalance.

Why can Lin Qiubai find it?

Is there any kind of luck in it?

……

[ Ding, scanned a thumb stone beast with artistic conception, do you pay four thousand luck to get it?]

Re-browsing the prompt, Lin Qiubai was overjoyed in his heart, his mind moved slightly, and Shang Feng's name appeared on the system interface.

These days, he paid close attention to Shang Feng's luck value, and found that since she went back, the luck value was still slowly increasing, especially in the first two days, it was simply soaring, and the luck value that was originally only one thousand rose to five thousand again!

Lin Qiubai naturally wouldn't sit back and watch Shang Feng return to the top, and immediately pay Shang Feng's luck value. Got that little cold little stone tiger.

It is the essence of the stone tablet condensed, with the purest artistic conception power, as long as you absorb it, you can understand the artistic conception!

"Good things ......"

Lin Qiubai was very satisfied and hid it in a treasure chest.

At the same time, far away in the palace, Shang Feng, who was holding a golden chalcedony in his hand, suddenly turned ruddy, and his blood surged upward, and a mouthful of blood spit on the golden chalcedony......

The chalcedony slowly cracked through several cracks......

Apparently ruined.

"Damn! Why have you been unlucky since you returned from Yun Mengze? First I made a mistake in my cultivation, and then when I met my father, I was accidentally scolded for being distracted, and now I am suffering a backlash. It feels like something is being sucked out of your body......"

Shang Feng's face was very embarrassed, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his expression was slightly hideous.

She couldn't help but think of Lin Qiubai.

"Could it be him? Was it because I was threatened by him and my mind was distracted?

Whether it is or not, send someone to kill him secretly!"

Shang Feng wanted to kill Lin Qiubai, but Lin Qiubai naturally didn't know.

He was now suspended in the internal space of the stone monument, his expression was solemn, his chest was heaving, and he stared at a black figure slowly walking out of the stone wall.

"Finally waiting for someone!"

It breathed a sigh of relief.