The things found in the old mansion dare to be said to be holy relics, and the old mansion in the royal city of Dosa is like shopping for antiques in the market, it all depends on the eyesight, and if the eyesight is good, maybe you can find the immortal artifact, and it is almost ......

After looking up and down, he really didn't think that Qiu Yiming looked like a person with vision, and Yang Bingling couldn't help but suspect that the thing in his hand was a toy.

After all, this look is really a bit like ...... Goblet? The expression on Yang Bingling's face changed, and Qiu Yiming knew that Yang Bingling didn't think of anything good, and he didn't bother to stop her from coming up with something.

Who knew that she actually looked at herself like that, looking like she was a big fool, Qiu Yiming felt that her self-esteem had been critically attacked, but sometimes liking someone's self-esteem is not so important.

"How does this work?" Yang Bingling said a bit tactfully, at least that's what Yang Bingling thought in his heart, but he didn't know how Qiu Yiming felt, "Do you have to drop blood to recognize the Lord before you can use it?" "

Qiu Yiming felt that he must have had a brain pump to give this thing to Yang Bingling, and told him that he took it out in the old mansion, and that he had a stinky mouth, "Just listen to the name, it's all good things, okay." "

Yang Bingling really didn't notice the name, and then he remembered that Qiu Yiming said at the beginning that this thing was called the Stygian Ding, it seems that this is a ding, but this palm-sized ding, is it definitely not used for drinking?

Yang Bingling carried some wine with her, and with this deep and somewhat transparent cup, it also had a unique flavor, and gradually Yang Bingling couldn't laugh, she felt that this thing was getting bigger and heavier.

And the speed was very fast, and in an instant, Yang Bingling couldn't hold it, and there was the sound of Qiu Yiming chanting a spell in his ears, so he told himself to be on guard, and he was almost crushed to death by this big thing.

Yang Bingling looked at the big tripod that landed steadily at his feet, this is really a bit of a tripod, and then take a closer look at the dragon patterns at the four corners and even the dragon scales are clearly visible, and there was a buzzing sound in the ding, which shook Yang Bingling's eardrums.

Ding was glowing with blue light, and Yang Bingling suddenly arrived at a place after being dizzy, and there was a feeling of stone walls on all sides, what about Qiu Yiming? Why didn't you see that you were attacked? How could it be that he didn't notice it at all.

This place is like a lower well, but I can't get out of it after trying it myself, and there is a slight light on the wall that penetrates, at first Yang Bingling thought it was a crack, but when he walked in, he found that it was tightly connected with other places.

It's just that this part is transparent, if he is so easily locked up here by others and abducted Qiu Yiming is even more auspicious, thinking of this, I ignore a lot of things.

For example, what happened before he came in, Yang Bingling hit the wall hard, even if he used the Danhai Sword, he didn't leave a single scratch on this strange wall.

Only a faint spark of metal collision came out, Danhai Sword did not touch the wall once, and the wall was shocked and then calmed down, even if there was no crisis on this road, but just staying here could drive him crazy.

What the hell is this, Yang Bingling attacked the wall over and over again, and the sparks became brighter and brighter every time, and it was only later that Yang Bingling saw some words on the wall and some humanoid patterns.

It's just that there are some things carved on the dark wall, which Yang Bingling ignored, and after looking at it carefully, Yang Bingling feels that this is like a book of exercises for cultivating internal strength.

It's just that this is useless for oneself, the cultivation method can only be chosen once in a lifetime, and once you have chosen, you will do your best to cultivate, and it is definitely not what a cultivator should do.

Yang Bingling couldn't help but sneer, and felt a little sorry in his heart, the exercises recorded on it were really a bit rare, if he had cultivated this set of internal skills from the beginning, maybe it would have been different, and he might be a waste.

After that, this wall demonstrated in detail how to practice this exercise, and the depiction of one move and one style was very detailed, Yang Bingling took a rough look at it, and there was a posture in the middle that was really strange.

Yang Bingling was also a little narrow-minded in his heart, so he couldn't help but learn, it was really a bit ugly than this, and he still laughed, and then looked at it as a dense record.

Everything is only the stars that last forever, and my generation pursues the art of immortality, so no one has been able to reach the realm of transforming gods in the past 10,000 years.

By chance, the sect master who entered a sect appreciated staying in the sect, and devoted himself to practicing and obsessing with not being weaker than the world, so he couldn't realize it, sat down for some wrong things, and was punished for facing the wall in this ding.

Cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds but is reluctant to break out, and no one comes to the rescue, so here is the remnant of life, forget the future generations to use it carefully, Xuan Lei is unique.

Yang Bingling finally understood where he was, looking at the appearance of the surroundings, there was no doubt that Ding Ding, Qiu Yiming, a stupid self, would not use anything, and he was locked up in this dark place.

Qiu Yiming outside the Ding was half frightened, Yang Bingling disappeared in front of his eyes, he originally planned to show off a smile to Yang Bingling, this thing must be a holy thing, I don't want this Dading to swallow Yang Bingling directly.

Qiu Yiming couldn't help but feel annoyed, he was not a good-tempered person, he just wanted to ruin this Laoshizi, it was useless, he raised his foot and kicked it over, but it hurt and rolled on the ground holding his thigh.

Da Ding didn't move at all, but the dragon that was kicked by Qiu Yiming suddenly came to life and roared at Qiu Yiming and changed back to its original state, Yang Bingling only felt that Ding seemed to be shaking in the Ding.

Yang Bingling's voice was hoarse, and there was no sign of letting himself out, it seemed that Qiu Yiming couldn't hear it, so he still relied on himself for everything.

There are still some words on this wall that I haven't read, and what is written on it should be the division of the stages of cultivation, which is much more detailed than what I know: Spirit, Enlightenment, Soul Pill, Heart Refining, Spirit Devouring, Condensation, Condensation, Soul Refining, Refining the Body, Returning to the Void, Mahayana, and Tribulation.

Yang Bingling was puzzled that he had never heard of the above stages, probably Yang Bingling was still understandable, it didn't matter how many more stages he had cultivated, Yang Bingling didn't know that these were completely different from his own cultivation.

And it's the opposite, Yang Bingling doesn't want to waste his cultivation and then repair this Laoshizi, what is this, he has been wasted for so many years? It's like a joke.

I don't know how long time has passed, the things on these four walls have been looked at by Yang Bingling, there is nothing to see, Yang Bingling has not been released, and he has forced those words, "What posterity can learn from it, how can he identify it if you engrave it here......"

After complaining, Yang Bingling still couldn't bear to abandon himself and start as a child, there is his own set of time here, which is completely different from the outside, Yang Bingling has been in the inside for half a month, but only half a day has passed outside.

Yang Bingling naturally didn't know, he didn't want to face the situation in front of him when he raised his head, it was too desperate, what year did he have to practice this thing to break through?

Qiu Yiming outside had to put the Ding away at night and then make plans, and took the Heavenly Ding to find an inn to live in first, the people who ate here were nervous, and they left quickly after eating, and they didn't stay for a quarter of an hour.

Qiu Yiming also hurried into the room, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, why didn't he have good luck, he was thinking about the noise outside, and the voices of several strong men were mixed with the voices of some women and children crying.

Qiu Yiming looked coldly through the door frame, in fact, Qiu Yiming was a cold-hearted and cold person, completely unfamiliar with the soft, cute, and aggrieved person that Yang Bingling saw.

Even if he saw someone bullying the pile of women and children, Qiu Yiming could close the door as if he couldn't see it, Qiu Yiming saw the corner of a person's clothes in the crack of the door.

This aroused Qiu Yiming's interest, and after watching it for a while, he is now doing justice, and he doesn't care about the blind management that shouldn't be managed, he can't stand this drama anymore, and he closed the door heavily.

The people downstairs listened to it really, Qingwen and Fang Wu glanced up, and motioned to their subordinates to take a look, and Qiu Yiming could feel the approach of those people.

Is Qiu Yiming really a powerless person? The answer is naturally no, otherwise he would have died before he met Yang Bingling.

When those people knocked on the door, Qiu Yiming couldn't hear it, and he didn't care about it at all, and those people wanted to break into the door but found that they couldn't do it, so they had to retreat, "Pavilion master, you can't open it." "

Qingwen didn't care, he raised his feet and walked upstairs towards Qiu Yiming, followed by Fang Wu, jokingly, "I'm afraid it's an old acquaintance, you deal with them, they hurt the mother and son, let them pay back as much as they want." "

Qiu Yiming listened really in the room, and smiled disdainfully in his heart, is it to do this to have peace of mind now? What's the use? Qingwen's voice came from the door: "Open the door." "

It doesn't look like a greeting from an old acquaintance who hasn't seen him for many years, the door in front of him opened with a touch, but a breath of energy scraped out of it, separating Qingwen and Fang Wu.

Qiu Yiming still has such a ability, if Yang Bingling is enough to surprise Yang Bingling, Qingwen walked in calmly Qiu Yiming himself still understands, known as a genius who has not been met in a thousand years.

But he has been surrounding Yang Bingling like a fly, what kind of feelings can make this cold-hearted person become like this, there must be a plan.

Qingwen didn't believe that Qiu Yiming fell in love with Yang Bingling, at least Qiu Yiming was not such a person in what he heard, "I haven't seen you for many years, the barren gentleman is still the same." "

Qiu Yiming was surprised in his heart, but he couldn't see it on his face, he still knew that his nickname was really not simple, and this nickname had been useless for many years.

"Your Highness is the same, still the same cold-blooded and ruthless." Regarding the damage caused to Yang Bingling by Wenxin's death, Qiu Yiming has never been able to forgive Qingwen for standing by and watching.