The icy chill invaded, and Yang Qian, who was in a coma, couldn't help but shiver, and woke up in an instant.

Gollum!

Yang Qian didn't have time to react at all, and the cold well water from one mouth poured in frantically, startling Yang Qian to close his mouth tightly. Immersed in the cold well water, Yang Qian's first reaction was to be thrown into the deep well again.

Yang Qian's instinctive feet swung and the whole person rushed upward.

To Yang Qian's surprise, the well water was so cold at this moment. and the boiling water that I have experienced before, it is simply two days of ice and fire.

Yang Qian held his breath and rushed up.

He didn't know how long it had been, he only felt that he couldn't hold his breath at last, and when his chest was about to collapse, there was a bang, and Yang Qian's head rushed out of the water.

Call...... Call......

The first moment he rushed out of the water, Yang Qian took a big breath of fresh air outside, as if he had been reborn.

"Wake up." The old ghost head stood by the well, and when he saw Yang Qian popping out of his head, he asked with a strange smile.

When Yang Qian heard the sound, he looked at the old ghost.

Seeing the old ghost's grinning appearance, Yang Qian's mood suddenly became bad, and he said angrily: "You want to kill me? Throw me into this deep well, and don't worry that I won't be able to get up? ”

The more Yang Qian thought about it, the more angry he became.

Being able to pick up this life is completely a blessing for me.

If he hadn't been awakened by the cold, he would probably have been buried at the bottom of the well.

The old ghost glanced at Yang Qian, who was staring at him with anger on his face, smiled awkwardly, and replied calmly, "I believe you can't die." ”

"Damn!" Yang Qian almost wanted to scold his mother.

After meeting the old ghost, Yang Qian always couldn't help but want to burst into foul language.

Yang Qian understands now, the old ghost is scolded!

"Believe I can't die? I don't even know when you're going to die! Yang Qian was completely speechless.

However, the old ghost replied to a god, "You have to trust my instincts. ”

Yang Qian was almost so angry that he spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Glaring at the old ghost, Yang Qian comforted himself in his heart: "Don't worry about this dead old man, if you say a word to him, you will live ten years less, God said to be calm, to be calm......"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Qian simply ignored the existence of the old ghost. With a snap of his hands on the edge of the well, he pushed hard, and the whole person rushed up and wanted to climb out of the deep well.

However, just when Yang Qian's right foot was on the edge of the well, the old ghost suddenly waved his hand, and Yang Qian only felt a strong force attack.

The whole person's body was light, and he fell into the cold water of the deep well again with a plop.

"**** Your grandmother, what are you doing?" Yang Qian scolded.

The old ghost completely enraged him.

"Stay in there honestly, and sleep in it at night." The old ghost said lightly.

Yang Qian's eyes widened, staring at the old ghost in surprise.

Go to bed?

How do you sleep in well water?

A cold wind blew from nowhere, Yang Qian's body trembled slightly, and the cold and biting chill hit again, startling Yang Qian to quickly use his spiritual power to resist the cold.

"Are you kidding? Whose home is this too? "Yang Qian is crazy.

Yang Qian still had some respect for this master before, but now it seems that the old ghost is going to torture him.

All kinds of ruthless tricks are overwhelming.

"When I say it's a place to sleep, it's a place to sleep." While speaking, the old ghost head waved his hand, and the entire deep well mouth was blocked by a powerful qi engine, and the old ghost head smiled proudly: "You can't get out, bye." ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the old ghost suddenly became ethereal and illusory, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

"Don't go!" Yang Qian shouted, but the surroundings were empty, and only Yang Qian's voice echoed.

Exercise!

Yang Qian secretly cursed in his heart.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what, Yang Qian felt that the well water was getting colder and colder.

Even with spiritual power to resist, Yang Qian still couldn't stop trembling.

Looking up at the sky, the sun had completely set, and even the red glow that had been dyed red was gradually losing its color.

The sky has darkened, and night has fallen.

As time passed, Yang Qian also slowly calmed down.

"The old guy must have some purpose in letting me stay here in the well." Yang Qian thought.

Although the old ghost is a little cruel and always likes to play tricks on people, Yang Qian understands that everything the old ghost does has a meaning behind it.

So what is the purpose of throwing him in the well water this time?

Yang Qian was puzzled.

The well water was getting colder and colder, and Yang Qian's body was trembling more and more.

The faint moonlight swayed down, and the shadow of the full moon was reflected in the water waves, and as Yang Qian's swaying in the water, the reflection was also crushed.

Yang Qian suddenly found that this moonlight was very beautiful.

Yang Qian couldn't help but be a little stupid.

But it didn't take long for Yang Qian to suddenly snort.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he said to himself: "Why is this deep well brighter than other places?" ”

Yang Qian was surprised to find that Yuehua seemed to be approaching this deep well intentionally or unintentionally.

"No, it's not that simple." Yang Qian's body was shocked, and he suddenly thought of something, even closed his eyes, opened the pores around his body, closed his eyes and meditated, and began to perceive the situation in the surrounding space.

It's okay if you don't feel it, but when you sense it, Yang Qian's whole person is about to explode.

"Why is the spiritual power at the wellhead so abundant?" Yang Qian's mouth opened wide in shock.

Because he found that at the wellhead, the spiritual power was more than ten times that of the spiritual power outside, and the concentration was still increasing.

"Could it be that this deep well has the effect of gathering spiritual power?" Yang Qian guessed in his heart.

Without hesitation, he seemed to understand the old ghost's intention to let him stay in this deep well.

At this time, Yang Qian really didn't know what to say.

This old ghost sometimes makes people grit their teeth with hatred, and sometimes they are grateful.

"Cultivating here, the speed of cultivation improvement must be very amazing." Yang Qian was already a little eager to try.

With the subject in mind, he immediately closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged in the well water. Half of Yang Qian's body floated on the surface of the water, and half even sank underwater, and began to operate the Creation of All Things.

As the spiritual power was released, each of Yang Qian's pores opened to the fullest.

At this time, Yang Qian's five senses were rapidly rising, and he could even sense the movement of each aura molecule.

The spiritual energy released constantly interacts with the abundant spiritual energy in the air, and finally harmonizes with each other's vibration frequency.

Yang Qian seemed to have become one of the many aura molecules, and when he came into contact with the aura, Yang Qian had an unusually intimate feeling.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yang Qian began to guide the aura into his body, greedily absorbing it.

He had forgotten the existence of time, and he had forgotten the coldness of the well water.

At the moment, he was only focusing on cultivation.

The aura poured into his body ten times or twenty times, and Yang Qian felt that the meridians of his body were quickly filled, and that feeling was very comfortable, making Yang Qian have an urge to look up to the sky and howl.

Aside, in the dark. The old ghost looked at Yang Qian, who was getting better, smiled with satisfaction, disappeared in the dark, and left quietly.