There was only one way he could think of.

Kill!

Seeing those dim points of light in the scroll, with his cleverness, would he not be able to guess it? If he could collect a large amount of soul, it would be beneficial to his master Yang Xiao.

But if you want to kill innocents indiscriminately?Lang Yu shook his head, he still couldn't do it, and besides, there was no one here. The people of Xianmen should be killed, but he didn't dare to touch the iron law, that was to find death by himself, and there was still no way to think about it.

Consciousness, consciousness, a part of the soul. The master is a spirit body, and maybe his divine sense will be useful to him, but this thing can't be touched by himself, he can't move, and even the condensation technique is invalid. What made him most helpless was that the gray mist that originally represented his soul was gone, and even if he wanted to, there was nothing to cross into the scroll.

Lang Yu let out a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and looked outside the cave, his divine sense swept away, and the figures of two little disciples appeared under a mountain rock. The prohibition is uniphasic, and from the outside it looks like an empty house, but the people inside are unstoppable.

First-order samurai, hehe, there are still a lot of people who want to pinch their own. You just want to spend three months in this hole, and some people don't agree. Listen to the guinea pig, tomorrow is the sixth day, and I have to go out to bask in the sun.

There is no end to the practice, but unless you retreat, after a few weeks of running the exercises, it will not have much effect. Lang Yu took out a piece of jade slip from the ring, Duan Boyang's 'Returning to the Origin Recipe'. Now that Lang Yu has basically determined that Duan Boyang died suddenly, and there is no time to do anything about the things he left behind, and the previous comparison has also determined this, he can rest assured that he can practice.

To fight with the people of Xianmen, you still have to master a little trick of Xianmen before you can have a target. When Langyu does things, he has always been fully prepared before making a move.

"Returning to the Origin of the Gods" is a method of refining divine consciousness, but it is supplemented by gestures in the introductory section. After Langyu silently remembered that it was accurate, he circled his two fingers and clicked in front of him.

"Uh!" I didn't know that it was just this, but I felt that my mind was turning over, and I almost vomited in disgust. "What's going on? Do you remember wrong?"

I checked the mantra again, and I reached out a little again, and it was still the same action, although it was still a little faint, but it was much lighter. Then there is the second hand, and then the third hand.

After three changes, Lang Yu's gesture stopped in the air, and he seemed to feel that the cave was transformed under his own movements.

"What's going on, is it a delusion?" he didn't open his eyes, it was a feeling. And the feeling of dizziness at the beginning has faded.

He didn't know if the situation was normal or abnormal. This is the shortcoming of not having a master, everything has to rely on yourself to try, analyze and judge.

After carefully examining it again and confirming that there was nothing wrong with the body's famous functions and meridians, Langyu gestured again.

After the seventh point out. Lang Yu was shocked, and a trace of blood soaked from the corner of his mouth that was holding back.

"Haha......" But then he was happy. "I see. ”

What a self-taught genius. For the first time, Lang Yu commented on himself like this, because he knew that he was confused again, and the coins in the Zhihai Center were alive and turned. At the edge, the gray qi evil tiger rushed like a prey.

Langyu's divine sense has truly entered another level, and it has hooked up the rhyme of heaven and earth. Whoever does it, can't do it, he just knows that it's a good thing.

At that seventh point, he actually felt a sense of weightlessness, but it was only for a moment that he fell to the ground.

The fairy world, the immortal law, is really extraordinary, even if he hates it, he has to admit it.

The miniature mouse opened its eyes, stared at the slowly turning coin, shrunk its little head, and fell asleep again, it was too lazy.

"Do you know what this is?" asked Lang Yu in a good mood.

"Your elixir. ”

"Damn, I know I didn't say it sooner. ”

"You didn't ask. ”

"It's against you. Dare to talk to me like that. ”

In the cave, the guinea pig jumped into the corner of the wall. The little paw fluttered at his beard. "Am I doing something wrong again?"

Lang Yu opened his eyes and smiled, "How can this thing enter the scroll." ”

The mouse shook his head speechlessly. "Master, I really don't know about this, as if it can't be moved. ”

I don't know what I should know.

Lang Yu raised his hand and threw him a fairy fruit, and the little guy pulled it with his paws. "Wow!" disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lang Yu had to get up and pick it up, sighed, being a thief and doing it is really the best. Sit back, make a gesture, and continue the exercise.

Elixir, I don't know how the guinea pig judged it. In the fairy world, this thing is called Shenyuan. If you go one level higher, you will be called Yuanshen in turn, and if you go one level higher, you will become Yuanying, which is the status of a grade elder.

The generation of the Divine Yuan is the sign of the Divine Refining Rank, and the Immortal Sect does not attach much importance to the results of the cultivation of the Dantian. But under normal circumstances, if the dantian is not perfect, it is impossible for Shenyuan to appear. Langyu is an outlier, which makes people unable to explain it.

The 100th level of the Immortal Ascending Level is a watershed, so Ling Songzi arranged for Lang Yu to stay in the Cave Mansion of the God Refining Level, Elder Qiu and the two cave masters did not raise objections, the standard is a little higher, but it is not exceeded. It's just that these things, under the refining gods, those qi refining disciples who hardly have contact with the outside world have no way of knowing.

Lang Yu is a fourth-layer disciple, occupying a high-level cave mansion every day, except for cultivating, how can he convince people. There is already anger in his heart, and with the support of his uncle who refines the gods, a duel is inevitable.

The next day, when the sun was rising, Langyu opened his eyes and looked out, the night was well rested, and the weather was good.

Looking behind him, the guinea pig had not returned.

Lang Yu pushed his nose and was happy. Outside the entrance of the cave, Luo Yingshu appeared on time, holding a food box in his hand.

"Senior Brother Gu, it's time to eat. ”

This scene is really embarrassing, a third-order martial artist, respectfully delivering food to a first-order martial artist, many people may not have experienced it, but there is no way, this is the rule of the Refining God Cave Mansion, whoever lives has this privilege.

"Okay, I have a few fairy grasses, I want to ask my senior brother to taste them, you might as well talk about them in the cave. The figure flashed, and Lang Yu appeared in front of Luo Yingshu.

"Smack!", and the two of them flashed around. After a flash of blue light, the food box fell to the ground and shattered.

Lang Yu's eyes narrowed, and behind a short cliff, seven or eight gray-clothed cultivators turned out.

"A fourth-story minor cultivator, what qualifications does he have to eat this meal!" A young man of about twenty at the head glanced at his mouth contemptuously, and several people surrounded him.

This is a clear slap in the face and to provoke trouble. The morning class may have just been finished, and there were a few disciples in the distance, turning their heads, someone pointed at Lang Yu.

Lang Yu flicked off his clothes, "Senior brothers, what does this mean, the fourth-layer disciples don't even have the qualifications to eat?"

"Haha...... Do you know whose cave this is?" asked another young disciple who was about the same age as Lang Yu after laughing.

"Nature is my cave. ”

"Phew, you deserve it too. Boy, get out of the acquaintance immediately, for the sake of the face of the same door, the senior brothers will not embarrass you. Sweep the ground for a month, carry the water for a month, and the matter will be revealed. ”

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, the Qi Cave Lord didn't tell me about this rule. Forgiveness. ”

"You're looking for death!" The gray-clothed young man stepped up and grabbed it, a fourth-layer little disciple, it seemed that it was when he was acting, his green energy was like a knife, and an arc of light flashed in the air. It's a joke, not a joke.

Lang Yu squinted.

It's too slow, I don't know why, but now he actually dares to watch the third-order martial artist's move like a slideshow. He's locked in, he's waiting. Even secretly laughing at this kid who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he actually flew over, daring to make do with himself and be destroyed. Killing is not killing, and the cripple is determined.

"Lan Kui!" shouted. Before Lang Yu could turn around, a figure jumped out from behind him, a fiery red light curtain. Suddenly it flashed in front of him.

"Bang!" Lang Yu was knocked over.

There are also people who take action for themselves, which Langyu can't imagine.

"Wow...... Bang!" Luo Yingshu flew back almost without touching the ground, and hit the side of the cave behind Lang Yu's fucking.

"Luo Yingshu, you really eat inside and out. "The disciple named Lan Kui was blocked in one move, and he was not angry, he and Luo Yingshu entered the immortal gate together, but their qualifications were obviously inferior, so as long as there was an opportunity to suppress Luo Yingshu, he would never let go.

"Ahem, Senior Brother Gu, don't ...... each other I owe it. Luo Yingshu struggled to get up, and said a word, retreating to the other side. Cultivators have the suffering of cultivators, in the eyes of Luo Yingshu, Lang Yu could not escape this catastrophe, he took his immortal grass, and he was reluctant to pay it back, that is, he owed him a favor. You have to pay it back, otherwise when Lang Yu is disabled, he will become his own demon.

As soon as Lang Yu heard it, he understood that this kid still has a bit of humanity, at least not his enemy.

"Let's see who else will block you this time!" Lan Kui pounced for the second time, and the Xuan Qi Wind Knife burst into the air, slashing directly at Lang Yu's left shoulder. This is his family's martial art "Wind Breaking the Sky". If there is the blessing of the treasure, there will be a real sword shadow, which has been in the ring of several clans, and has a record of cutting off two arms and one leg with this skill.

Today he didn't make a sword, a four-layer qi refining, and he was not worthy.

The sword qi is coming, and Langyu's sleeves are all swinging. Luo Yingshu closed his eyes.

"Peng!" "Click. A string of tooth-souring voices came from near to far, and there was a "pass". "Ahh

Behind Lang Yu, a blue light disappeared into the cave and was silent. When Luo Yingshu opened his eyes again, Lang Yu changed places. It was only five steps forward, just in place of Lan Kui. One fist is still in the same position as it was struck.

Lang Yu shook his shoulders, and no one has seen it so far. The confrontation of cultivators, no one could have imagined that it would be such a style of play. The fourth-order demon beast swirled with a punch, and Lang Yu didn't have any reservations, not to mention the strongest blow, it was almost the same, because in front of him was an existence close to a warrior.