The old man was in a good mood and dug up some fresh medicinal herbs and practiced Dan in the house.

Qin Chuan tore at his body, his body was not sinking, but there were constantly things trying to pull him down, and the number was superimposing, constantly superimposing.

Mortal martial arts don't seem to work against things, and he can't use them at the moment. These things fall apart at the touch of a button, and then they come back together.

In other words, he couldn't hurt them, and they just kept pulling him to the bottom. Qin Chuan opened his eyes in the struggle, glanced at the bottom, and was stunned.

How do you describe what he saw......

Sensen white bones, countless white bones are intricately placed at the bottom, these are not people like him, who came here to seek a breakthrough, a way out, failed to carry it, and became the white bones here.

The number of bones is not a hundred but eighty, this place is not so easy to find, if you can't get out, you will die here, and no one will find it. The soul will also stay here, desperately trying to pull the next person who comes in and fall forever with him.

When people are desperate, what they need is not understanding and companionship, they need the same kind.

The strength is losing little by little, but Qin Chuan's idea of going out from here and never giving up has not changed. He didn't have a choice, he couldn't be one of the Immortals here, he still had people waiting for him to show up, and people waiting for him to avenge him.

Let go!

Let go of me!

Qin Chuan struggled with all his might, there were more and more spirits around him, the red water around him was no longer visible, and all the translucent spirits around him. They all didn't seem to be threatening, but a little bit of strength, little by little, countless spirits put together, enough to have the ability to drag him into the water.

The old man who was happily practicing Dan in the room suddenly frowned, and immediately began to pinch his fingers to calculate the situation of that junior.

It stands to reason that the gilded flower spike at this time has already played a role, and the spirit at the bottom of the boning pool does not dare to touch him, except for the initial test.

The old man frowned and counted again, but the result was still the same, the gilded flower spikes were still there, but unfortunately they did not play any role. The spirits at the bottom of the boning pool have lost their minds, desperately trying to pull the afterlife down to become one of them.

Why is this feeling so strong, it is not logical that the spirit would have targeted someone on such a large scale? This time it was a surprise. The old man threw down the half-filled herbs, and his figure flashed, and then he turned into a white light and disappeared.

Qin Chuan was already on the verge of collapse, and the more passive he was, the more difficult it was for him to resist, and every time he resisted, his movements became more and more sluggish.

The old man went to the edge of the boning pool, and with a wave of his hand, the sky appeared Qin Chuan in the boning pool, struggling hard, reacting more and more sluggishly and determined not to admit defeat.

Qin Chuan didn't know if he could get out alive, but there was always a voice telling him in his heart that if he held on a little longer, it didn't matter, he would be fine, he would hold on, he couldn't die, he couldn't give up.

Qin Chuan took advantage of this little encouragement, and he has been struggling and struggling, for the sake of his mother, for the sake of his loyal uncle, he can't admit defeat, he definitely can't admit defeat.

The old man frowned, glanced at the gilded flower spikes that had been thrown on it, and his face became even more ugly.

"No one has been here for a hundred years, your flower spike has actually cultivated a spirit body!, it's just a life, the old man will let you go today, if you don't want to be destroyed, hurry up and get him to the old man!"

The old man is rarely angry, this gilded flower spike has been lying in the old man's treasure pavilion for thousands of years, and it has been moved by someone, because it is ranked at the bottom of the list, and the gilded flower spike in front has changed one owner after another, but it has never been touched for thousands of years.

Until today, when this person came, it was handed over to him, but it was no longer the gilded flower spike without any spiritual intelligence, it had already cultivated into a spirit body and had mana.

"For thousands of years, I have never been out of that small Treasure Pavilion, my brothers and sisters, one by one, have changed several masters, but me! I am the only one! I have nothing, I can only lie alone in the Treasure Pavilion, slowly groping for cultivation, forming, looking forward to one day I can see the world outside the Treasure Pavilion!"

The gilded spike conjured up a black-clothed young man, with the unique lines on the gilded spike on the forehead of the boy, and the gold thread of the gilded spike on his clothes.

The old man looked at the young man and was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say, since he had become a spirit body, he could no longer decide who to give it to, after all, it had become a human form, and its existence was tacitly approved by the Heavenly Dao, so even he had no right to decide.

However, there are only a few gilded flower spikes in the Taoist temple, and only the spiritual power on the gilded flower spikes can suppress the scattered spirits in this bone-removing pool.

"Since you have become a human form, you are all creation, you have practiced in my Taoist temple for thousands of years, and this Taoist temple is also considered to be kind to you, if you rescue my disciple, I will set you free!"

This condition is not too tempting, but the old man is sure that the gilded flower spike will agree, there are a total of five gilt flower spikes in the Taoist temple, but for thousands of years, when they have the most apprentices in the sect, that is, now, there are four official disciples, although they are all traveling, but it is also the time when the number of people is the largest.

At the very least, he didn't have any disciples at all, and this situation often appeared, so it was useless to practice this gilded flower spike. Therefore, there is always a gilded flower spike that has been placed. The senior brother has fallen, and the next one is coming, that is the senior brother, the senior brother is out of the teacher, then the second one is the second senior brother, if the second senior brother dies, someone will take over. By analogy, there are really few people in their door.

The gilded flower spike nodded, and suddenly turned into a black light and entered the boning pool with a golden light.

This light, like a vision, illuminated the darkness around Qin Chuan, and those spirits who were constantly pulling him all dispersed when they saw this light, as if this light was some kind of flood beast.

The gilded flower spike returned to its original shape in the deboning pool, and picked up Qin Chuan, who had been out of strength, out of the deboning pool.

After Qin Chuan came out of the boning pool, the whole person relaxed. After the gilded flower spike put Qin Chuan on the ground, he stood aside and looked at the old man and Qin Chuan with an unhappy face.

"Xie, senior!" Qin Chuan completely relied on his own perseverance to support his body and not fall down.

The old man smiled and didn't say much, "It's not the old man who saved you, it's him!" The old man pointed to the gilded flower spike that was standing behind Qin Chuan, trying to keep a distance from him.

Qin Chuan turned around with difficulty, looking at the gilded spike he had never seen before, and before he finished speaking, Qin Chuan spit a mouthful ......of blood on the gilded spike's face.

"Ah!!!!!h

The gilded flower spike drips blood to recognize the Lord, whether it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, and it is a lifelong thing to recognize the Lord, unless the master dies. Otherwise, it will follow forever.

This is the reason for the despair of the gilded flower spike, after all, he has just seen the light of freedom, but before he is truly free, he has been recognized as the lord and has become his spiritual weapon......

The old man hid the calculation in his eyes, and patted the gilt spike on the shoulder with regret, "Carry your master back!" sighed, and the gilded spike wanted to hit someone in a regretful tone.

"Since you have cultivated into a human form, then change your own name, and I will go back later and engrave it on the life card for you. The gilded spike was silent.

He'd always thought that this old thing wouldn't be waiting to see any of the creatures that appeared here, so he did. Lingzhi didn't dare to show it, so he could only sneak into the library while the old thing was sleeping, and find some cultivation spells that were suitable for him.

Now the old thing told him that he would give him a name and engrave it on the life card, so that he would be recognized as an existence and would not be erased by the Heavenly Dao. Even if he dies, the life card will be broken, so that after all, someone knows that he was born and knows that he is dead and dead.

The old man glanced at the gilded flower spike with a preoccupied look, and couldn't help but smile. How could he not know everything that appeared in this Taoist temple? If it weren't for his secret help, this little thing wouldn't even be able to find the library anywhere, and he would have died in the formation when he went out.

This stupid thing couldn't find a book suitable for his cultivation when he entered the library cabinet, so he flipped through it and actually took a book on demon cultivation, which was still a book suitable for flower demons. In desperation, he quietly changed it again, but this stupid thing thought he was hurting him!

Put a good book and don't practice, and went to the library pavilion again, so he prepared in advance, and prepared a book suitable for him for him, this thing is still no result when he practiced, so he simply separated the treasure pavilion from that place, so that he can practice with peace of mind, so far it seems that the cultivation is indeed good, but this stupidity has not changed, and it is so stupid that it makes people feel distressed.

This posterity who came this time, although he said that he was more vindictive, but in the final analysis, he was forced by the situation, and this person was also a little scheming, and he was the master, and in the days to come, although the days of this stupid thing will not be very balanced, there will be no worries about his life.

He did everything for him, and he thought about him everywhere, but in the end, this stupid thing still thinks he is bad, calculates him everywhere, and wants to kill him, so be wary of him!

The old man took the gilded flower spike into a room, asked the gilt flower spike to put Qin Chuan on the bed, and began to use the exercises to heal Qin Chuan's injuries.

The gilded flower spike thought that he was cautious on the side, so as not to be discovered, but in fact, there was no red fruit at all, and he watched the old man heal Qin Chuan.

In the eyes of the gilded flower spike, this is the old thing that wants to harm Qin Chuan!