When I left the Laundry House and returned to Yellow House 2015, it was already completely dark.

Tan Zimo freshened up, climbed onto the bed, and looked at the bright moon outside the window.

"Xuanzhou Heavenly Court, also called Xuanyue, can only be watched from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, one day, I will definitely be able to step on the moon and ascend to the sky!"

"After all......" he laughed bitterly, "it's up to man!"

"The head of the plough cow, still in the thirty-eighth hole, dare not come out, for fear of accidentally leaking the news of the promotion to the Xuan level, he is good, he looks like he is going to die, and he is conscientious, and I, I should just lie on the bed and enjoy the bright moon in autumn, should I be so self-pitying, do nothing?"

"But what else can I do?"

"Heh, with Sister Jing to help him, I'm not worried!"

As for Sister Jing's help, whether to help or not, in fact, Tan Zimo has no bottom in his heart, but the bet is like this, and he has nothing to do.

"If you can get Sister Jing's help, it will not be difficult to capture Wang Yanlie, but if Sister Jing breaks the appointment, I am afraid that my head will not be guaranteed. ”

"No, life and death are my business after all, and the incident I provoked, I shouldn't let the plough ox bear the same risk of plan failure as me, the only thing that can put an end to this matter is -"

"It's that I have enough strength to defeat him properly!"

"That's the king!"

"As long as it returns to the level of my seven-year-old, then let alone one Wang Yanba, even if there are ten, it can only be the slag on hand, and it will be extinguished with one pinch!"

"But ......"

No matter how confident he was before, but at this moment, as soon as the aggrieved emotions were vented, Tan Zimo was finally on the verge of collapse.

He took out the eggstone from the feather sac, took the atlas from the stand, and shouted hysterically: "Father, tell me that since you have broken my wings and ruined my hopes, why do you keep these two things for me?"

"Is it for me to see my own jokes?

The heavy moonlight shone through the window and smashed into his face.

The face under the moonlight has begun to be a little hideous, and Tan Zimo's shouting stopped like a madman, although the shouting stopped, his lips and mouth still trembled.

There was a sudden and terrible silence all around, and the moonlight pierced certain emotions like a bright bayonet.

He didn't want to hear the shameful cry of the seven-year-old who had just come down to the mortal world, and he didn't want to vent his powerlessness anymore......

It's been a long time since I've shed a tear, it's been a long time since I've cried like crazy, and at this moment, he doesn't plan to make an exception!

He bit his lip to death, no matter how painful it was, no matter how much he wanted to shout, even if he wanted to vent again, he bit it to death!

Bite hard, don't say a word!

Blood eventually slipped from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the eggstone in his hand......

The eggstone suddenly became agitated, and the album trembled!

This scene seems familiar, no, Tan Zimo is very familiar......

"Heh!" Tan Zimo was angry and laughing, his face was extremely struggling, "It's been eight years, and you all just react like this, so don't you have any other tricks?"

"Ridiculous!"

He clenched the eggstone so hard that he almost broke it, even though he knew that the eggstone was left to him by his father, and it was a crucial clue to solving the mystery......

However, my heart does ache tightly!

"Father, I don't understand, I really don't understand!"

At this moment, the egg stone in his hand suddenly became ready to move, and then it came out of his hand, and slammed straight into the dilapidated atlas.

Over and over!

"This ......"

Looking at this outrageous scene, Tan Zimo was undoubtedly even more dazed.

"Could it be that my father's distress is written in this album?"

Like a wandering desert dying traveler suddenly saw an oasis, like a hungry tiger suddenly seeing its prey, Tan Zimo's eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of essence, and then frantically pounced on the album that had been turned over by himself.

"There must be something else I didn't find......"

"There must be a ......"

Tan Zimo looked at it frantically, over and over again......

Over and over again!

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The feather refining bell of Ascending Heavenly Peak rang on time!

It's dawn!

Tan Zimo stayed awake all night, and finally ......

Nothing!

............

Donglai Purple Qi has been exhausted, and although Tan Zimo is resentful, he has never thought of giving up.

With his eyes open all night long, suffering from gains and losses, both excited and depressed, Tan Zimo had already had a plan, he put the egg stone and the atlas into the feather sac of his left ear, then washed his face, stepped out of his house, and walked towards the swamp death place in the extreme west of the Yellow Rank Sect.

No hesitation at all!

Two hours later, Tan Zimo's figure appeared in the swamp death.

Tan Zimo crawled in the swamp for a long time, and finally buried the nine-star grass mud python in the huge snake body here, and then turned down, straight to the bottom of the pool.

That's where his trip will be.

At the bottom of the hundred-zhang deep pool, the silence is depressing, and the snake head that is not blind is also staying there quietly.

"In the mortal world, the nine-star snake head is worth a lot of money, and it can't be wasted like this!"

"It's just a pool of water ...... here"

"The water in the pool here is not whiter than yesterday, and the black slag on it has been filtered down, and after a night of precipitation and blending, it has been dyed with a little ink......

"It seems that yesterday's steam foam is not common, otherwise the pool water here should be very transparent, and there is no slag left, perhaps because of this, so the reaction of the egg stone will be slower......"

"However, compared with the water quality of the pool here yesterday, it is not easy to precipitate to the same level as yesterday, and it is estimated that it will take several years, or even ...... Decades! So, in other words...... It takes decades for those vapor bubbles to appear once in the aura......"

"If this assumption is true, then what else did Eggstone bring me here for?"

"Although this trace of aura is more advanced than the purple qi from the east, and it can also satisfy the appetite of the wing bones more and more, but ...... But I can't spend decades here just trying to survive like that, right?"

"I don't know what Eggstone thinks?"

Tan Zimo didn't believe in fate before, but he felt that the egg stone was trembling more and more intensely, but it seemed that some things were destined to be unavoidable, and he had no choice.

"Even though the aura here is more advanced than the Fengming Golden Qi of Jiming Village, and more precious than the Purple Qi from the East in the West Mountain, however, if this place is used up again, where should it be my place?"

Helpless, sad, the surprise has long been diluted!

"There seems to be a secret hidden under the lotus stage!"

Tan Zimo is proficient in the art of medicinal spirits, and it is not difficult to pick a lotus platform.

Under the lotus platform is a stone basin.

The edge of this stone basin is decorated with strange carvings, like some strange words and symbols, unfortunately, Tan Zimo does not recognize any of them.

The air foam that made a pool of black water instantly transparent before was gone, and Tan Zimo could understand that the frequency of this aura was definitely not as frequent as the vast Dongxuan Qi veins.

And according to his estimates, this frequency will occur at least once in decades!

Therefore, he couldn't understand the reaction of the egg stone, so he had to study the stone basin in front of him more and more carefully......

The thing in the stone basin emitted a faint silver glow, but it wasn't like anything Tan Zimo had seen before.

Tan Zimo didn't even know if the substance was liquid or gas, but it was distinctly a bright silvery white, and it was still moving, the surface rippling like the wind blowing across the water, and yet, like a cloud, it was separated for a while, and swirling for a while.

This...... What the hell is it?

So he leaned closer, tilted his head lower, and wanted to take a closer look......

Suddenly, the whole world shook violently.

Tan Zimo was thrown forward and planted headlong into the stone basin.

But his head didn't touch the pelvic floor, as if he had fallen into a deep well......

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