Although I lowered my head, I still felt it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The eyes of this immortal in front of him made Lang Yu unbearable, very strange, as if he was choosing what he liked, and as if he was identifying a long-lost confidant, since he entered the room, that gaze always swept to his face from time to time.

"Back to Shangxian, it was my master Duan Boyang who lit up the immortal gate that I entered, this grace dare not forget, although the master has passed away, the disciple can't be the first teacher's corpse is not cold, so he will go to another door, and please forgive me." Lang Yu clenched his fists and took two steps back.

Ji Zixin squinted slightly, and asked for a while: "Are you indeed a member of the Gu family?" I heard that the ancient family's system should have the "Thunder Technique" exercises. ”

"Huh? Some people also took a fancy to their own "Thunder Trick". Lang Yu's heart moved. This woman is clearly a lobbyist of Ling Songzi, and it seems that the hard force has not succeeded, and she has come soft again.

It turned out to be the idea of playing "Turning Thunder". You don't think about it, but you've sworn a lot. Thinking of this, Lang Yu replied: "The disciple is indeed an ancient family, and naturally he also has the "Thunder Transformation Technique", but he will make a heavy oath when he cultivates this method, and he cannot pass it on. As he spoke, Lang Yu mentioned his mystical energy, and suddenly, the electric light on his right arm flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Silent. After more than ten breaths, Ji Zixin seemed to think twice before asking, "Can you let me see your physique?" ”

No, it's absolutely not going to work! The fox's tail is exposed. Looking at my physique, isn't it a treasure hunt? "This, the disciple can't agree."

"Well, okay. Since you're not used to being here, would you like to follow me to the valley? ”

Nai He Valley? No, it's not up to you to toss when you get to your territory. "Thank you for the beauty of the immortals, it's just the cave of the immortals, and the disciples are inconvenient to go, so they don't dare to disturb." Langyu saluted again.

Being with such a woman is a kind of torture, and Lang Yu would rather face Ling Songzi.

"It's okay, this cave is enough for you to cultivate." Saying that, Ji Zixinyu shook her hand, and a gold silk shirt was spread out in her palm. "This is the Heavenly Silk Guard that Elder Ling gave you, it can withstand the blow of the Immortals, you can accept it."

A fragrant breath penetrated his nose, and Lang Yu pressed the breath and reached out to take it. "Thank you."

"Hehe, don't thank me, this is a gift from your master."

Master? Is there a master who is forced to accept apprentices? Duan Boyang also gave himself a piece of fire chalcedony, and the result was. Hmph, it's just a raccoon dog.

Ji Zixin glanced at the cave again, turned around and walked out of the cave.

"Congratulations to the immortals." Langyu was relieved.

Who knew that Ji Zixin turned around. "Did I say I was leaving?"

"Ugh!"

"Hehehehe, I still have two bottles of pills here, which should be of some use to you. Cultivators are originally seeking the way against the sky, and if there is a master, there will be many detours, do you have to think about it seriously, do you understand what I mean? ”

"Disciple understands, thank you for your advice."

Three delicate fingers pinched the two Dan bottles and gently placed them on Langyu's hands.

Ji Zixin got up and left.

After a while, Lang Yu looked up, and the purple-clothed figure had already disappeared into the sky.

Fly God! If you have this hand, you must have an extra means of escape.

The fairy dust is not clean, and the immortals are flying in the sky, which is really enviable. It's a pity that she is so stunning but her opponent, I don't know if she will be so light and dusty when she wants her own life.

People say that they would rather die under the flowers, but Lang Yu doesn't feel the same way, he still wants to live.

This is a delicate poisonous flower.

A protective liner? As soon as Ji Zixin took it out, Lang Yu immediately reacted, Ling Songzi was afraid that he would die. In this case, let's toss it for more than a month. He used up all his things, and hid all his treasures; Let go of those who can let go, whoever finds out in the future will be their fate, and Ling Songzi must not be cheap. Maybe you don't have anything in you, but you will choose a life.

Du Wensong, holding his breath and harboring fire, is missing. He won't go out of Tonglai Mountain, but just hide somewhere else. A vigorous battle for the cave mansion, even if it is over, no one will come to trouble Lang Yu again.

In the cave, Lang Yu is still cultivating. The mysterious aura of the fairy realm is really thick, and in just three days, the golden lake and the thunder ball are obviously good. At this rate, within the three-month period, there is no problem with moving up to another level, but the question is, if you don't rise to this level, what can you do for your own destiny, it's just the difference between big ants and small ants.

Yang Xiao hasn't come out once in the past three days, and he seems to be thinking about how to get out. After entering the fairy world, it is too difficult to leave.

Where is the way out, where is the gateway to and from the fairy world, and where is the time.

"Master, master, found, found."

In Langyu's sea of knowledge, the voice of a guinea pig suddenly sounded. The spirit suddenly withdrew from cultivation. "Where?"

"Hee-hee, it's at the foot of the mountain, but it seems like you can't get in. There are two big guys guarding it. ”

"Alright, you come back first." After Lang Yu finished transmitting the sound, he flipped his hand, and the jade bottle containing the little green man appeared in his hand. Now that this little green bottle is no longer in danger, Lang Yu has sealed it with the forbidden method taught by Yang Xiao. The next step is to find the water spirit vein and let it continue to grow. According to the master's estimate, if that scroll really recognizes the master, it should have the function of breaking the boundary, it can take the master into the earth, and it can also take Lang Yu back to the Daochen realm, and it will inevitably return to the mortal realm from the immortal realm, but it needs to drive the energy. This little green man is the only one it can absorb, and as for the other kind of energy, the spirit, where can I get so much now. It's just a hypothesis, but it's the only way.

Immortal Mountain Holy Land, such a strong aura, according to Yang Xiao's speculation, there must be a spiritual vein, so Lang Yu handed over this task to the guinea mouse. I didn't expect the little guy to finish it so quickly.

With a "snort", a small white head was revealed. "Whoosh" jumped onto Langyu's shoulder.

"Master, what a big pool of spiritual liquid." As he spoke, the guinea pig outside patted his stomach happily.

"Get out, hehe, are you going to laugh at me! Not far from here? ”

"Not far, not far. Eat two fruits, and you'll be there. ”

"Okay, tomorrow, let's go and see, oh, what kind of big guy you're talking about. What is the cultivation? ”

It's not surprising that there is something to guard in such an important place, and Langyu naturally has to do what he can.

"It's big, it's big, huh." The mouse raised his head and thought for a moment. "Like, it's a bug with horns."

"Bugs?" If it's a bug, no matter how big it is, there's nothing to be afraid of. As soon as Lang Yu stretched out his hand, the jade bottle appeared, and two drops of white lotion dripped into the mouth of the mouse, and the little guy pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes very enjoyed.

Your horse, is it so delicious, look at your bear-like, Lang Yu patted his little head. Although the white emulsion is precious, it is no longer as precious as the guinea pig, not because the mouse is needed, but because of the affliction.

The owner of a loser and a pet beast of a loser, in this last month, vows to eat all the good things. It's really in your stomach.

The cave house of refining gods is naturally inhabited by cultivators who refine gods, and now no one in the third cave doubts Lang Yu's cultivation of refining gods. As a disciple of refining gods, he also has the treatment of refining gods, as long as he does not go out of the mountain, he can travel around.

On the fourth day, Lang Yu said hello to Luo Yingshu, and he had to go around elsewhere, so he didn't have to deliver the meal. Then he disappeared down the stone steps down the mountain.

Heyun Peak is huge. As big as the third cave where Langyu is, from a distance, it looks like a few Taoist temples in the deep mountains.

There are many trees in the mountains. There are birds and beasts in the forest, and there are not many wild beasts, most of them are demon beasts, but here, they are not called demon beasts, but fairy beasts and fairy birds.

The fairyland is really different from the mortal world, the black eye forest is a kind of wild wilderness, and the clear springs, ancient vines, and flying streams here all exude a kind of elegance and calm.

Lang Yu walked aimlessly, picking some fairy grass and fairy fruits along the way, and the mice popped up from time to time and looked at him with disdain. These casual immortal fruits, which are only one or twenty years old, are of no use to cultivators, they can only be hungry. Later, the mouse jumped directly on his shoulder, maybe the little guy was lazy. Lang Yu's consciousness swept away, and since he went down the mountain, he had not encountered a single figure, so he was left to him. It's always drilling around, and it's probably annoying.

"Quack......" A huge crane flew through the sky, and when it was far away, it was only when he saw a disciple sitting on its back. There was only one of the two wings, and it became a black spot.

"Hehe, this fairy plane is really fast." Lang Yu sighed, "Xiaobai, didn't you say that you would arrive after eating two fruits, why haven't you arrived?" Lang Yu turned his head and asked. Although I was even shopping and playing, it was almost a day, and I had come out for a hundred and eighty miles. The mouse was still carrying him.

"It's almost there, it's on the other side of the mountain stream."

On the other side of the mountain stream? "Holy."

The three waterfalls of seventy or eighty meters make a sound when they fall. On the other side of the mountain stream? Separated by a distance of more than ten zhang, will you let me fly over?

"When are you going to be reliable. How am I going to live like this. Lang Yu frowned.

"Hehehehe, nephew. We really have a fate. A loud voice was carried into Langyu's ears by the true qi.

"Who!"

"Bad guys." The guinea pig burrowed into the ground for the first time.

A gray-clothed figure floated to the ground.

"Uncle Lu?" Lang Yu took a step back and recognized the person who came, it was Lu Moran, who claimed to be Duan Boyang's friend.

"My nephew is really a good method, even the disciples of the eighth layer have killed me."

"Kill you, what Uncle Shi means, I don't understand." Can Lang Yu not understand, Lu Moran understands everything with a word.

Duan Boyang's friend should also be an existence of a second-order refining god. No wonder I didn't find him. He came here with a heart, but I don't know what he fancied about himself.

Lang Yu just turned in his mind in an instant, and the secret path was not good. The words are so clear, he wants to kill people and seize treasures.