Qin Ping and the others stood at the end of the passage, calming down a little outside the room.

"Damn, I'll just say how could I make such a low-level mistake that only idiots make, I see, this designer is so vicious, even Lao Tzu was fooled. Meng Li gritted his teeth, patted his head and began to curse the designer's immediate family.

Meng Li was scolding, and suddenly a person slapped him on the head, and he was about to subconsciously turn around and scold the street, when he thought that it should be Qin Ping's shot, and he held it back.

"You go and collect the small needles of those hidden weapons, they are all invisible hidden weapons that kill people, although they are not holy weapons, but they are not much lower than the value of medium-grade holy weapons, and no one may be able to make them now. Qin Ping threw Meng Li a box of ice jade, "The key to this needle is that there is no breath, it is difficult to detect, after it is made, it cannot be contaminated with other breaths, it can only be stored in a box made of ice jade, which itself has no special breath, it is estimated that this needle is also wrapped in ice jade in the mechanism, just ejaculated this time, this needle is contaminated with a lot of breath, and the value has been reduced a lot." ”

As soon as Meng Li heard that this thing was valuable, he immediately became energetic and diligently collected these needles.

"Then can this needle still be used now that it is contaminated with breath?" Chu Yu was puzzled.

"Of course it can still be used, but it's not as hidden as just now, just now when a needle is close to your temple at the most dangerous time, you can't feel its presence at all, you just feel the threat of life, you can see how hidden it is. This needle is called the ghost needle, when it is flying in the air, it is almost imperceptible with only the naked eye and yuan force, and the absence of breath also means that it cannot be felt, and the powerful soul and the monks with some special perceptual exercises can detect its trajectory, and the only drawback is that because of the limitations of material technology, there is no way to make it more powerful. ”

The doubts in Zhang Ming's heart are getting deeper and deeper, Qin Ping seems to be a young monk in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, and he can be regarded as a very powerful genius who has cultivated to this realm at this age, the problem is that his combat power is extremely strong, a monk in the late stage of entering the Holy Realm is holding a weapon in the middle of the Holy Rank but he is not a general, and his heart is amazing, he is not moved when he sees treasures, he does not change color when he sees Shura Hell, he can think calmly when he is deeply trapped in a deadly mechanism, and what is even more terrifying is that he is amazingly knowledgeable, he can recognize many unheard of things at a glance, and he can also tell the history and characteristics, not at all like a young genius monk, but more like an old and refined monk。 In Zhang Ming's eyes, the fog on Qin Ping's body became thicker and thicker, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper, but he didn't show it, anyway, he had already sworn allegiance to him, and life and death were up to him.

Saying that, Qin Ping slowly walked into the room without probing, "Brother Qin, be careful!" Chu Yu's voice sounded.

"I forgot to tell you, you see that this ghost needle is dense, there are a lot of them, and each of them needs a large piece of cold jade wrapped in the wall, and it is estimated that this room can accommodate such a mechanism. Qin Ping didn't look back and continued to walk in.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a small altar in the middle of the room, and a thin bronze basin was suspended on the altar, and inside the basin was a shallow layer of water.

Under the altar is a line of small words: All living beings dream of water, see a lifetime in an instant, can break the heart of the demon, can practice martial arts, you can see the old people.

Qin Ping sighed softly, seeing the old man, this is what he thinks about day and night but is very afraid of.

The three of them then entered, looking at the water on the altar and the description under the altar, they were confused, they had never heard of it, and they didn't understand the specific meaning.

"Illusion of all living beings, it can be said that the effect is endless, but the limitation is not small, after burying your face in it, you will experience a lifetime of time, you can choose to experience the world, break the demons, you can choose to practice martial arts, improve the realm of martial arts or modify and improve the secret method of martial arts, you can also choose to re-experience what you have experienced, and see the person you want to see. He only has two limitations, one is that it can only be used once in a lifetime, and the next time it will be the most ordinary water for you, and another point is that the time you experience in the dream realm is related to your soul and cultivation and even talent, the higher the soul and cultivation, the more energy it needs to construct the dream, the shorter the time it can experience, and you can experience a complete life below the holy realm, about a hundred years, the ordinary holy realm can experience 10 years, the middle saint is no more than half a month, and the great saint is only half an hour at most. Therefore, for monks who have cultivated to a high level, it is of very little use, and for monks who have not cultivated to a high level, it is a supreme treasure. ”

Qin Ping knew that although his current realm was only in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, his divine soul was too deep, and the strength of his body was also very high, so it was estimated that it would be difficult for half an hour.

Chu Yu and the three of them showed joy on their faces, if they could have 10 years to cultivate the exercises, then even if they still entered the holy realm, their combat effectiveness would be greatly improved.

They all rushed to use the Dream Water of Living Beings.

"Don't be busy, come one by one. Qin Ping stretched out his hand and stopped a few people.

"Chu Yu, what weapons do you want to practice in the future?"

"Let's practice the sword, there were no good weapons to use before, but now if you have it, let's practice. Chu Yu raised the Qingguang Sword in his hand and looked at it with joy.

"Practicing swords is already difficult, and the results are not fast, the more you go, the more rugged it becomes, those who are not with great perseverance can't practice, are you sure you want to practice swords?" Qin Ping confirmed again.

"If you don't even have the perseverance to practice swords, how can you talk about reviving my Chu Wang family. I'm sure" Chu Yu's eyes were firm, without a hint of flinching.

"Then I will pass on to you a set of swordsmanship, called Qingxiao swordsmanship, sword, lightness, sharpness is its characteristics, many swordsmanship in order to enhance the power and sacrifice the end, I think this set of swordsmanship really contains the essence of sword intent. Qin Ping slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Chu Yu's eyebrows, and a huge stream of information poured into Chu Yu's mind.

Chu Yu immediately sat quietly on the ground and meditated, and one by one the figures holding swords appeared in his mind, either stabbing, or picking, or magical and changeable, or seemingly ordinary but seemed to contain truth. After less than two breaths, Chu Yu came back to his senses, although Chu Yu's cultivation is not high, and his family is down, but as a descendant of the Chu Wang family, his knowledge is good. This sword technique seems to be ordinary, and there is nothing surprising about it, but it contains the supreme truth of swordsmanship.

Chu Yu's heart was full of joy, although he knew that he had encountered a supreme opportunity after knowing that Qin Ping was the Emperor Xuanzu, he still couldn't suppress his excitement when he really got the supreme exercise.

Chu Yu looked at Qin Ping with a grateful face, and Qin Ping nodded with a smile, as if encouraging Chu Yu.

Chu Yu didn't have too much pretension, stood up, walked to the side of the altar, took a deep breath, and looked at the dream water in the bronze thin plate.