"Thank you for your kindness, but you don't need manpower. Ling Yun shook his head.

"But Childe's items are easy to cause ......" Before the old man finished speaking, he was shocked by the next scene.

"Collect!" Ignoring the old man's words, Ling Yun made a hand seal, and suddenly the blood-stained scroll on Ling Yun's chest fluctuated, and suddenly, the pocket full of spirit stones and a rather large box in front of Ling Yun disappeared in a flash.

"Naqi!" The man in Tsing Yi's pupils shrank, and a flash of greed flashed in his eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it.

Na weapons are extremely rare in the entire minefield, and generally only people above the state lord can wear them. The reason is simple, there are too few nano stones to make nano tools. Among the stones, there is a space by itself, and the general stone also has a space of one zhang in a circle.

The utensils are so rare and precious, but Ling Yun has them, which makes the man in Tsing Yi even more jealous and curious about Ling Yun's elders.

"Thank you Elder Ge, I will say goodbye!" Ling Yun had inquired about the old man since he came last time, and people called him Ge Lao, the oldest person in the Lingbao Building.

"Childe stays, this is a letter written by the city lord himself, and the son is tired of passing it to his seniors. Seeing that Ling Yun was leaving, the old man carefully took out an extremely delicate prayer note from his arms.

"I will hand it over to my parents and say goodbye to my parents. After receiving the post, Ling Yun walked out of the hut and walked in the direction of the Xuanling Courtyard.

"City Lord, you have been reckless this time. After the old man saw Ling Yun leaving, he said to the man in Tsing Yi.

"Oh, where is the recklessness?" Although the man in Tsing Yi had a calm face, there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The highest price of a first-grade spirit rune is only two hundred spirit stones, and four hundred spirit stones are enough to buy a second-grade spirit rune. The old man said.

"Old Ge, this time the first-grade spirit rune is different, the person who refines it is at least a figure above the Mahayana talisman master, otherwise it is impossible to gather the spirit rune into nine spiritual qi, and sublimate it to the extreme realm, to a level comparable to the second-grade spirit rune. The man in Tsing Yi said slowly.

"Second grade spirit rune?" the old man said in surprise.

"That's right. ”

......

Ling Yun walked out of a dark and uninhabited corner and changed into a black robe. At this moment, the voice of the blood-colored soul sounded in the sea of Lingyun Knowledge.

"Boy, get all your belongings ready today and head to the jungle early tomorrow morning, or you may miss out on an opportunity. ”

"Map. Ling Yun touched his chest, he knew that the opportunity in the mouth of the blood-colored soul was the map, and took out the ancient scroll made of bark and opened it, on the map, a rough drawing of a forest, dense and boundless, this is the map of the dense forest, there is a striking red dot in the center of the map, and next to the red dot, there is a line of small character annotation.

"Five days later, the deathbed place of the King of the Jungle Demon Beasts!" Ling Yun whispered out the small words.

"The king of the demon beasts of the dense forest, the race is unknown, and it is rumored to be a demon beast above the Qi Sea Realm. Ling Yun remembered the record of the Spirit Courtyard about the King of Jungle Demon Beasts.

All the demon beasts above the Qi Sea Realm will definitely combine the aura of the whole body into an inner pill, which is a great supplement for the monks. No monk could resist the temptation of the elixir

If you count from the time you get the map, it should have been two days since you got it. Ling Yun calculated in his heart, he wanted to quickly improve his cultivation, and now he had to rely on Neidan's path!

"Good. Ling Yun said firmly. Originally, the dean was going to conduct a special training for his month in three days, and the location was also in the dense forest, but now it seems that the special training has to be abandoned.

Ling Yun jumped up and rushed towards the Xuanling Courtyard.

Xuanling Temple occupies a large area, and has been entrenched in Lingcheng for hundreds of years, which can be regarded as the old force of Lingcheng.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is that there is a ten-story tower in the middle, which is simple and atmospheric, and is composed of hard bluestone. This is the cultivation tower of the Spiritual Academy.

At this time, a slight vibration came from the seventh floor of the cultivation tower.

"Mine Shouhong Shadow, it seems that he has succeeded in attacking the late stage of the Pulp Washing Realm. Feeling the slight fluctuation of the cultivation tower, on the eighth floor of the spirit tower, a beautiful girl withdrew from the cultivation state, he is the heavenly thunder head of the spirit courtyard, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

"It's the breath of Hong Ying, presumably the impact has been successful. In the conference hall, there was a gray-haired old man sitting looking at the cultivation tower at this time. Then his figure flickered, turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of the cultivation tower in a moment.

"Damn, he broke through again. A depraved voice sounded in the sixth layer of the cultivation tower, but it was not heard because it was blocked by a barrier made of black stones. He was the royal tomb who had just broken through to the middle stage of the marrow washing realm yesterday.

"The gap with them is getting bigger and bigger, I should also try my best to break through to the marrow washing realm!" A firm voice sounded in the secret room made of black stone on the sixth layer, he was Xiao Sheng who was about to break through the marrow washing realm in a few days.

"The breath of Hong Ying, it seems that he has broken through. "With Ling Yun's current Hinayana talisman master's cultivation, he sensed the breath of Hong Ying outside the Spiritual Courtyard. The speed of getting to the spiritual monastery has become faster.

The vibration of the cultivation tower was not very big, so only a few people in the Spirit Courtyard felt it.

The shaking of the cultivation tower did not last long, and in the blink of an eye, the cultivation tower returned to normal, and at the same time, a burly young man like a black tower walked out of the cultivation tower.

He's naturally the Shadow.

"Hong Ying meets the dean. As soon as he got out of the tower gate, he saw the dean waiting here, and Hong Ying bowed.

"Well, it's good that I broke through to the late stage of the Cleansing Realm after just one month of retreat, but don't be complacent, and next, prepare for the Thunder Hall to select the Spirit City Battle. The dean looked at Hong Ying.

"Yes, Dean. Hong Ying said. For the dean Hong Ying is extremely respectful.

"It seems that I arrived in time. At this moment, a figure rushed from outside the spiritual courtyard.

"Lingyun. Looking at the rushing figure, Hong Ying said.

"Dean, Senior Hong Ying. Ling Yun arrived and saluted the two.

"Congratulations to the seniors for taking their cultivation to the next level!" Ling Yun said with a smile.

"Hey, Ling Yun, what kind of cultivation are you now, why can't I see through it?" Hong Ying looked at Ling Yun's body and said. He could feel the compelling qi and blood on Ling Yun's body, but he couldn't accurately judge what kind of cultivation he was.

"Ling Yun should be in the late stage of the Pulp Cleansing Realm now. A gleam flashed in the dean's eyes.

"Oh!" Hearing the dean's words, Hong Ying was shocked, he knew that he was in the first month ago, when Ling Yun's cultivation had just broken through the Pulp Cleansing Realm, but only a month later, Ling Yun had broken through to the Pulp Cleansing Realm.

Hong Ying looked at the dean as if asking. But the dean shook his head, and he only knew it now.

A flash of sadness flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and he didn't want to remember the scenes in the village anymore.

Hong Ying and the dean were surprised when they saw Ling Yun, and instead of the happiness of cultivating to improve, they had a faint sadness. I couldn't help but fall silent.

"Dean, I'm taking a month off. The sadness in Ling Yun's eyes disappeared, replaced by a wisp of hidden killing intent.