Like the reincarnation beads, in this string of Buddha beads, in fact, only one Buddha bead is useful, the others are just ordinary wooden beads, Yinchen concentrated his divine will from the darkness to make a thin golden lightsaber, cut off the thread twisted by human hair on the Buddha beads, and took off the black sandalwood beads one by one, each one is very heavy. "With a little paint, it's just enough to make a table of billiards. Yinchen thought maliciously, and at the same time took out the real "Crying Buddha Divine Bead" (let's call it that) separately, put it in his hand, and carefully observed it with the help of Infernal Night Vision.

"Not at all. Yinchen looked at it for a long time, and could only come to such a conclusion helplessly. At this time, inside the Crying Buddha Divine Bead, there is no breath of Crying Buddha for a long time, and there is no "Sandalwood Sect" The smell of the soothing bag that emanated left only a faint breath of dead silence, that breath was the breath of the heartless monk, the breath of the lava blood abyss, the breath of the purple wind idler, the breath of the purple abyss blood prison, that breath was like an ultra-stable compound that did not react with anything, lazy, dull, rigidly precipitated in the wood beads, as if twisted into a dead knot, and as if forming a particularly stable wall structure, in short, no elemental power could penetrate into it. When Yinchen first ascended to the throne, he didn't dare to rashly use his divine will to test this kind of "other universe" thing. There are no alchemy tools or enchantment dismantling tools under his hands to toss, he can only send out two small arcane missiles with a snap of his fingers, which fall on the damp and cold rocky ground at his feet, deform the stones on the ground into metal, and erect a small safe, Yinchen put the black Buddha beads into it, covered the safe, turned the combination lock several times, and then activated the divine will, forcibly remitted a weak beam of light from hey, and attached the thirty-six layers of the Emperor's Edict Great Seal on the surface of the safe, he did not dare to use the ice attribute of the Great Seal of the Great Seal, for fear that the energy of this evil Buddha bead that belongs to the power of the cold ice will also be absorbed。

Silver Dust threw the entire box into the imaginary space, and then took out the reincarnation bead.

The reincarnation bead is a relic of Kuzen, and it stands to reason that only the disciples of Hanshan Temple can use it, but Yinchen, a boy who has never become a monk, can use this divine bead at will without any hacking spells. The reincarnation bead floated above his head, not only illuminating the bottom of the incomparably dark and cold and damp shaft, but also illuminating a silver-white shadow in front of Liu Tiangang's eyes. The extremely powerful Buddha Gate Supreme Sacred Artifact Reincarnation Bead was actually used as a light bulb for lighting by silver dust. When the light of reincarnation shone on the blue icicle, the ice melted, the icicle disintegrated, and Liu Tiangang in the icicle also fell down with the shattered icicle.

However, the stubborn old man will not simply admit defeat. The moment he fell, he still waved his hand to send out a clammy storm, which swirled the remaining ice slag after the icicles shattered, and even broke some of the slightly larger fragments into finer ice dust, turning into a very dry and cold blizzard, towards the silver dust hood. The distance between Silver Dust and him was just one kilometer, and such a dry, cold and sharp blizzard from the air was already his limit. When the old man fell to the ground, he had reached the end of his hand, his hand lying weakly among the broken porcelain and the soup, and his ragged arm was like an old rubber water pipe.

Facing the wind and snow coming from the hood, Silver Dust returned a palm very "politely", and from his palm, a misty flame erupted, the flame only flickered for a moment, and the scorching red light once overshadowed the white light of the reincarnation bead, and then the firelight turned into a large handful of scattered sparks and disappeared. The moment the firelight disappeared, the wind and snow composed of broken ice also disappeared at the same time, and the red and blue light collided in the air and disappeared completely, as if it was just a vain dream, leaving only the clean and transparent wind pressure to spread out in a circle, blowing the silver robe and hunting, as if being drummed by the fairy spirit. Silver Dust stepped forward as a half-victor, and the reincarnation bead moved above his head, illuminating the silver-colored figure more and more thin and tall, as if as long as he was given a sickle and an hourglass, he would really become the Anubis who harvested life.

When he approached, the old man had already closed his eyes and put on a stubborn look. Yinchen didn't see much unwillingness and unyielding from his walnut-like old face, only saw the persistence of despair and giving up hope, just like his famous stunt, which was as dry and cold as the wind and sand on the Gobi. Yinchen knew that the Ice Chip Rotation Skill was a very ordinary and common divine skill at least after the Heavenly Change, a bit like Qingfeng Duel, which belonged to the kind of divine skill that everyone can practice but mediocre people don't want to practice well, and the old man at his feet obviously belongs to a genius.

The geniuses on the Wind Source Continent are all geniuses of hard work, not geniuses of wisdom. After the Shengong turns into water, the practice will not be too tiring, but it is too cold to do it, how many people can't stand the terrible cold that will not cause harm to the body after practicing for an hour and give up, only a few people practice like this old man.

"Young man, see that you are also ambitious, kill the old man, you will eat it! At the same time, pray that someone can come to save you......" Liu Tiangang closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but he didn't see any movement from this "newcomer" guy, so he closed his eyes and said in a desperate tone, Yinchen heard that he had completely given up, and he didn't know how many boring and hopeless hours he had survived in this dark cage. Yinchen listened to his words, and felt that his voice and tone were very similar to those of the old man of the rising sun.

The bad guys of the old age are not worthy of respect, but the good guys of the old should be cherished.

"I'm sorry. I'm a disciple of the ghost, you shouldn't sacrifice yourself to feed me. Silver Dust squatted down, with a hint of ridicule in his heavy tone. Yinchen was sure that he didn't like Liu Tiangang, and he didn't have any idea of trying to subdue him to do things for him. He didn't like and didn't need this person, so theoretically he should be able to ignore this old man completely, open the time door and go by himself, leaving him to rot and die here.

But he didn't. He crouched down, deliberately close to the old man, as if to admire the way he jumped up in a rage. It's a pity that Liu Tiangang just opened his eyes in surprise and anger, and the pair of lake-blue pupils flashed sharply, and then returned to silence.

"Really? Your exercises are not like him, and your heart is not like him, he is a wicked person, no, he is a devil, and now he is afraid that he will kneel and lick the boots of the Jianzhou slave like Sang Tianliang, after all, no matter how much the Jianzhou slave oppresses the people, he can't bully the head of the Demon Wei Pavilion, you probably came secretly behind his back, right?" Liu Tiangang's words Yinchen understood, and he learned from the old man's mouth that a ghost name ten years ago, not a ghost name after Wei Wuliang's death, let alone a ghost name that was reborn in a hurry on the night of April Day. Liu Tiangang is already old, so old that he knows that the rivers and lakes are also old with her, no development and no change, so old that he can no longer keep up with the times, even if he finds a way to turn the wind and snow, it is useless, because the rivers and lakes in his eyes are ten years apart.

"If the ghost old man knew that I was here, he would definitely kill all the creatures in this house, from the emperor to the rats, even if he borrowed it from Du Wuxin to kill the poison. Yinchen thought so, but didn't say it, he didn't think there was any point in arguing with this old man who was already angry. The old man is an old warrior of the righteous path of the old era, simple and stubborn, very unlikable, but valuable, and his magic skills are valuable if he has few words.

In the palm of the silent silver dust, an elixir emerged, an elixir that healed serious injuries and had the effect of partially resurrecting the dead, this elixir may be much cheaper than the Heaven and Earth Ghost God Pill, but it is still priceless in the rivers and lakes, because the prescription may have been lost for a hundred years.

The fragrance of the lone pill spreads out, and it looks even more refreshing under the light of the Buddha beads. The old man, who was still hungry, moved his throat fiercely, but he didn't get up, let alone reach out to grab it, maybe the practice of sneaking up on people in the dark without asking questions has deviated from his moral bottom line, and in the despair of knowing that he really won't live long, he has no more courage or strength to violate the bottom line again and make a move to rob people of the elixir.

Of course, it can also be said that he resigned himself to his fate, he knew that he could not snatch the silver dust, and simply regained the glory of being the righteous path in the last bit of his life. Liu Tiangang is actually more inclined to the small righteous path in his bones and has a sense of justice, but he has no persistence except for practice.

The old man's throat moved, and he didn't say anything, and then the silver-colored young man had to speak: "Take it! His tone was full of impatience.

"To the old man?!" Liu Tiangang exclaimed, his voice only showing real weakness at this time - Yinchen had already seen that the long-term hunger had caused his organs to fail, and even if he prepared a big meal now, he couldn't save his life.

"Yes! Take it and eat it, don't be bitter, there's no water here to chew and eat! Really, like a baby!" Yinchen was very impatient and stuffed the pill that was actually worth a lot of money to Liu Tiangang, then stood up and walked away, the smell on Liu Tiangang's body was almost like poisonous gas.

"Next time, you kid will tell the old man that you are a disciple of the ghost name, and the old man will personally kill the Demon Wei Pavilion and ask for understanding!" Liu Tiangang held the pill in one hand, glared and shouted, his face was full of anger that he had been deceived, and his blue eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief. Silver Dust shook his hand behind his back, meaning don't care. Liu Tiangang saw his movements, let out a satisfied cold snort from his nostrils, and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

He didn't chew at all, he directly swallowed the large pill, then sat up cross-legged, gritted his teeth and puffed out a little bit of wind and snow, and made a simple soul gathering pose under his body, and slowly recovered.

His aura slowly became stronger, so strong that Silver Dust had to turn around and look at him in surprise: "Thirteen Layers of Hedao, isn't it weaker than the ghost elder in his usual state?"

[After a quarter of an hour]

"Little friend, although we can't see hope yet, no matter what, don't thank you. Liu Tiangang stood up from the cold and damp ground, and the blue wind and snow slowly puffed up on his thin body, obviously almost back to his best state. He turned his head to look around in the light of the reincarnation bead, and then looked up at the dark overhead, as if he could see through the complete darkness the two mechanisms disguised as stone ground at a height of more than ten feet. What he couldn't see at all at this time was that Nano was looking for a string of black Buddha beads everywhere like crazy in the future.

"Do you have any views on the current situation?" Liu Tiangang saw that Yinchen was just facing away from him and didn't speak, a little embarrassed and never dared to be angry, although he had the ultimate strength of Hedao at this time, he still didn't see through the details of Yinchen, and he didn't even know where Yinchen's identity came from. It was impossible for Liu Tiangang to believe that Yinchen was a disciple of the ghost name.

"Teleport, can you climb this thing?" Silverdust gestured to the smooth rock face around him, and his tone was stiff.

Liu Tiangang looked at the stone wall that seemed to have been polished, and shook his head bitterly: "If you talk about climbing tools, the old man can also make some of them, and the use of war spirits and hooks is not a problem, but the walls and underground in this black prison are all specially treated, smooth as marble, not to mention, it is difficult to chisel with Xuanbing!" He said to himself, and suddenly thought of the words that Yinchen had just said to him, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Wait, what did you just say?"

"Teleport!" Silver Dust's tone was cold and stiff, as he was adjusting his divine will and divine power. "Spells shouldn't be needed to cast teleports and teleport. The words flashed through his mind, but he didn't say them.

"Teleportation?" Liu Tiangang chewed on these two words gently. The lake's blue eyes flashed brightly, but they immediately dimmed: "Are you talking about the empty cicada? This Leyang Mansion is not an ordinary place, protected by a mountain protection array all day and night, how can any treasure used by the empty cicada get out of danger from here? Of course, young man, if you are really a person in the vast sect of the Demon Wei Pavilion, you really have a spiritual weapon or a mysterious weapon in your hand, the old lady has never said this. Liu Tiangang said the last half of the sentence, he was already muttering in a low voice, and he didn't have any hope at all, and he didn't believe the dream-like speculation he said, but the facts unfolded in front of him in a way that shocked him. The silver-colored magician simply raised his hand, without any twisting gesture of using his magic skills. There was no incantation chanting, just a little lifting his hand into the air, as if his immature fingers were not thin air, but the lifeblood of the whole world. At that point, the golden ripples that symbolized the rules of space slowly rippled, and a golden portal emerged in that ripple, and the inside of the portal was actually the. Suddenly it became a bustling main street.