After the old grandson left, the black widow seemed to have changed into a different person, her face was like frost, and even her breath was cold for three points, revealing a dangerous aura. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Caozhu followed behind the Black Widow, through the noisy trading hall, to the north gate of Langya Pavilion.

There were two black-armored guards guarding the door, and judging from the aura emanating from the two, they had reached the late stage of the Qilun Realm.

When the two saw the black widow, they hurriedly saluted. It's just that after the black widow pushed the door in, the two raised their hands and blocked the way of the white grass.

"Tokens!" The black widow reminds the white grass to fold.

Bai Caozhen hurriedly handed over the token engraved with the number 1,130, and the black-armored guard withdrew his blade and let him go.

In front of the door and behind the door, it is like the difference between heaven and earth.

The noisy voices of people returned to the silence of the mountains, the breeze sent bursts of flowers, and the spirit beasts could be faintly seen walking in the mountains and forests, and the rich spiritual power was more than twice as high as the outside world.

"This place is called Langya Mountain, and there are 3,300 cultivation caves. There are 2,000 C rooms, 1,000 B rooms, and 300 A rooms in the mountains. The aura in room C is twice as large as that of the outside world, and the aura in room B is triple, and as for room A, it is ......", the black widow glanced at the white grass fold and said, "It is five times that of the outside world!" ”

Bai Cao grinned, didn't that mean that one day of cultivation in the first room was equivalent to five days of penance in the outside world?

"You live in room 57, wait a while, and someone will lead you there." With that, Black Widow was leaving.

Bai Caozhi hurriedly asked: "Sister, I don't know how many spirit stones I need to pay for living in this No. 57 room?" "Such a blessed land, in the outside world will definitely set off a bloody storm to fight for it, how can it be said that it is in vain?

The Black Widow sneered and said, "If you are someone else, you need to pay five medium-grade spirit stones a day, and they are often priceless. As for you, since the Pavilion Master personally ordered you to live here, who will accept your spirit stones? Stay in peace of mind. She thought for a moment and said, "There are more powerful people living in Room A, so you'd better not provoke them." In addition, if you don't know that someone will beat your idea, you know, here you only recognize the token and not the person, you have to do it yourself. ”

Hearing this, Bai Caozhen's face immediately fell, and he looked at Langya Mountain not far away in a daze.

Thirty miles to the west, there is a valley with a gurgling stream, and there are three stone caves on the rock wall, that is, three caves. There is a cave in the center engraved with the words fifty-seven, and the maid leads him here and then retreats, and the white grass folds and holds the token, and enters the cave.

The prohibition at the entrance of the cave touches the token and disappears in a flash. From the outside, it looks like a cave the size of a zhang, but inside it is indeed a cave. There is a spiritual spring in the main room, and the spring water is steaming, and you can see that the spiritual energy is like a substance, permeating the cave. In addition, there are three side rooms, which seem to be used to raise spirit animals and elixirs.

Bai Caozhi carefully inspected the prohibition in the cave, and then arranged a "Misty Warbler Array" before relieving himself.

He carefully reviewed the selection rules, 1,130 people, through two to two battles, and the winner advanced to the next round. After six rounds, eighteen people remained. These eighteen people fought again, and after eliminating three people, fifteen people finally competed. When competing, life and death are famous, and there are no taboos.

The venue of the competition is set in the arena of Barbarian City, which was originally a place for the life and death challenges of the people in the city, but in recent thousands of years, the major forces in the city have restrained each other, and the rules and precepts have become decorations.

Bai Caozhi's cultivation at this time is only the early stage of the Qilun Realm, and his cultivation is the lowest among the participants, although he escaped with his life under Ouyang Jing, but it was just a fluke, if you want to stay until the end, the top priority is to improve your strength as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he placed the black skeleton in the side room, this thing has been refined for seven hundred and forty-nine days, and it still failed to establish a contract, but it took the initiative to kill the witch god of the Sang Jingtian tribe, and had to cause Bai Cao to be cautious, and put a triple prohibition on it in one breath.

Yun Chu Sword and Earthquake Heaven Seal swam beside Bai Caozhuan, and a round of blue moon appeared behind him, and the aura was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, quickly pouring into the blue moon. There was a rumbling sound in the spiritual spring, and the spiritual energy overflowed endlessly.

Bai Caozhen didn't notice it, and a seedling sprang out of the green moon and quietly broke into the spiritual spring.

"Huh?" In the No. 1 room on the top of Langya Mountain, there was a whisper of doubt, and the huge spirit of the spirit carefully scanned in Langya Mountain, and after finding nothing, it returned to calm.

Under the white grass folded robe, there seemed to be a living creature wandering around on the surface of his body, and his face was very pale, white from excessive pain.

After the true qi was quenched, Bai Cao's body was already comparable to a rock, and according to common sense, how could he be afraid of pain. It's just that this cultivation is different from the past, and the practice of Bai Cao's folding practice is called "Demon Extermination".

This exercise emphasizes the cultivation of the body, the use of true qi to condense back, and to nurture a breath on the surface of the body, not entering the meridians, and wandering in the flesh and blood, so as to hone the body and enhance cultivation. This method is too domineering, and when cultivating, it has to endure the pain of a thousand knives, and very few people in the Qiyang Sect practice it. However, there was once an ancestor named King Jifeng, who cultivated this exercise to the Zhongxi Realm, and his body was comparable to a magic weapon, and his power was extremely great.

Unconsciously, the east is white, and the sun is leaping over the East China Sea.

A green shadow burst out of the spiritual spring, flew into the green moon, and then returned to the white grass folding dantian.

In an instant, the true qi in Bai Cao's body circulated rapidly, and the meridians were forced to widen, and the true qi contained was twice as much as before.

Mid-Enlightenment Realm!

The seedlings that were originally drooping their heads were shining with nine leaves at this moment, and countless green silks were entwined in them, exuding vitality.

Bai Caozhi was not suspicious of this, but attributed it to the head of the cave blessed land here. Then again, that's true. However, if he knew about the changes in the spiritual veins under Langya Mountain last night, it was estimated that he would immediately pack his bags and flee.

After Bai Caozhu left, the two monks located in the cave mansion of No. 56 and 58 of the first character flew out of the cave mansion in confusion. The spiritual spring in the cave mansion of the two of them lost most of it overnight, and the spiritual energy in the mansion was less than one-third of the original. Not only them, but the 3,300 caves in the entire Langya Mountain are the same. For a while, there were enough people and no more noise.

A cold snort came from the No. 1 room of Jiazi, and the huge coercion was like a prehistoric beast, which made people shudder. Then, the spiritual spring gushed back and returned to its original state, and the riot was suppressed.

The little dragon turned into a spiritual vein, curled up at the bottom of Langya Mountain, with tears in his eyes, who can he say with grievances in his heart?

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