"The Heavenly Netherworld Sect has also appeared a genius with a high-grade spiritual root. Following this, their arrogance became more and more arrogant, and they were like wild boars that wanted to arch everywhere. Blacksmith He Liang snorted disdainfully from his throat.

Li Wuming's eyes did not soften, but became more solemn, like a piece of gray-white marble. He was sitting precariously, his eyes were tightly gripping He Liang, and even the words he spit out seemed to be cold: "Also, the Heavenly Netherworld Sect has been ...... recently What are the moves? ”

He Liang was taken aback by Li Wuming's serious tone, he scratched his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was carefully recalling: "If you want to talk about big moves, there really isn't, and they won't risk the world's condemnation to do anything big in this tense situation." ”

"But small actions, it can be said that there have been a lot of successes recently, especially for our Ming Xuanzong." He Liang's tone seemed to have an indescribable meaning, "Just recently, they hijacked our full ten carriages and lost about a dozen magic weapons. ”

Li Wuming exhaled a hot breath and leaned back on the stone chair, staring up at the strange rocks on the ceiling of the secret room. His dark eyes were quiet and deep, and there seemed to be an indissoluble ice intent flashing in them: "Continue to pay attention to the Heavenly Netherworld Sect, and inform me of any movements in time." ”

"Okay, I respect Brother Li's wishes." He Liang smiled innocently, and slowly rotated the stone bowl in his hand, the water in the bowl was like a calm lake, not spilled, not shaking. "One more thing, it's been a lot of trouble lately."

"What's the matter?" Li Wuming lowered his head, his face softened slightly, showing an indescribable feeling. His robes grinded against the stone chair, making the sound of a cord, like some creature crawling in the dark.

"Recently, someone saw a pillar of light around Ocean City, which lasted for more than ten seconds, as if it was ...... A small town. This is regarded as a miracle by the residents of the neighborhood, and it seems that it is rumored that the gods descended to earth. ”

The corners of He Liang's mouth hooked up a mocking arc: "Of course, this is the news from those superstitious people who don't know the immortals, and there is no credibility." For me, this is more like a vision of heaven and earth that was revealed by some secret treasure. ”

Li Wu obviously showed an interested look, his pupils were as clear as a pool of water, and his mouth urged: "What else?" Is there any other news about this treasure? There should be someone in the sect to find out the truth and truth, right? ”

The blacksmith showed a strange look, obviously the secret room was as cold as winter, but he unconsciously wiped his sweat, and sighed: "There is something strange next to this secret treasure, I don't know the specific news, this is a matter of sect secrets, and it should not be spread indiscriminately." ”

Li Wuming bowed slightly, stood up, spun around a few times like a lost ant, and then stopped. He nodded at He Liang, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone chair, and sighed: "I know, thank you for the intelligence of the Investigation Department on my behalf, it helps a lot." ”

"As long as I can help Brother Li, it will be my honor." Blacksmith He Liang smiled and said quite sincerely. He stood up, shook his big fan-like hand with Li Wuming, and then let go. In this short period of time, Li Wuming could feel the thick cocoon in the blacksmith's hand.

"Then I'll take my leave." Li Wuming said kindly, and received He Liang's affirmation and blessing. He got up and walked back the way he had come, and unsurprisingly met a young man who was practicing his sword. After saying goodbye to him, Li Wuming stopped at the gate for a while, and heard the sound of thunderous iron as he wished.

Behind him was a dull and powerful percussion sound, and in front of him was a clear sky like the sea, this obvious difference made Li Wuming a little in a trance. He touched his chin, cast a golden hidden spell with his hand, stepped into the air step by step, and at the same time let out a deep sigh, which went away with the wind and echoed above the earth: "...... The turbulent era is coming. ”

……

Wen Jin stroked the rhubarb satin-like hair, thoughtful. He was rubbing a blue and white porcelain vase in his hand, and in the other hand he was holding a brown paper bag, which contained the Qi Refining Pill and Qi Refining Dog Food given to him by the system.

"Second-grade Qi Refining Pill, what does this second-class mean?" Wen Jin muttered, feeling lonely for a while. God is pitiful, due to luck in his previous life, he really hasn't taken many pills in his previous life, so he now has a bit of a treasure for all pills.

He stood up, paced a few steps, and finally made up his mind. In Rhubarb's curious eyes, he rubbed the Qiankun Ring, and a ball of light appeared in his hand, shining with a soft light, like a less blazing sun.

It was the eye that was captured by Wen Jin. "Go." As soon as Wen Jin stretched out his hand, the array of eyes flew forward flutteringly, like a large ball of catkins floating in the air. The light flickered on and off, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

A blinding flash of light made Wen Jin's eyes narrow into a line. When he opened his eyes again, he noticed that the light had dimmed a lot, and he confirmed that the barrier had opened. He nodded in satisfaction, stroked the ball of light, and said hard work.

Then he turned around, sat cross-legged on the bed, twisted his fingers into the second-grade Qi Refining Pill, and swallowed it in his mouth without hesitation. The moment the elixir entered his body, he snorted, feeling as if a fire dragon was swimming in his body.

The fire dragon was like a wild bull that kept running, raging in his body, burning his meridians, igniting his veins, and causing a sharp pain that made him bend down and shrink into a shrimp. A suppressed roar followed.

Suddenly, the fire dragon dispersed, turning into countless pure spiritual powers shuttling through his meridians. After the severe pain, it was extremely comfortable, Wen Jin's body was sweating profusely, but there was a wonderful feeling like jumping into an ice lake in the hot summer.

Ten thousand streams return to the sect, spiritual power flows into the dantian from all directions, and the dantian is hard to expand, if the previous dantian is a pool of water, now it is a lake that accommodates all things. Wen Jin snorted again.

Finally, the pain stopped, Wen Jin held his knees, stood up tremblingly, and exhaled a cold breath. He clenched his fists, felt the surging power in his body like a lake, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Now I should have the strength to reach the peak of the late stage of qi refining, thanks to the system, I have reached this realm so quickly." Wen Jin clenched his fists with a creak, much more powerful than before.

He moved his body to adjust to his current strength, and then he performed a cleansing technique, and sweat stains and precipitated impurities fell one after another.

Immediately, he looked at the ignorant rhubarb next to him with malicious eyes:

"It's time for you to get a taste of it too."