Shen Chao also saw the box, patted a box gently, and said to Tie Dao: "All in?"

Tie Da nodded and said, "Master Shen, it's all in!"

Shen Chao carefully inspected the box, and saw that the outside was very tightly built, and thought to himself: The carpentry of this Divine Weapon Hall is also good! "Hmm! Iron Hall Master, open it!"

Ling Han remembered that Shen Chao had promised that Wen Ji Wu in the "Fengyue Pavilion" would think about it, thinking that Shen Chao was going to change his mind, although Ling Han felt that this battle seemed to be a little inappropriate, but he didn't know what the master really thought in his heart.

Tie Da silently walked to the front of the box, opened the lock on the box, and lifted the lid of the box with a single force.

Shen Chao looked inside the box, and saw that the box was full of bright swords, neatly arranged, and he couldn't notice any mechanism in the box.

Shen Chao nodded and said, "Close it!"

With a "snap", Tie Da covered the box and said, "+ Lord Shen Zhuang, Lord Liao, they are all waiting for you!"

"Han'er, you can go in too! Tomorrow's battle is a matter of the safety of Fengling Island! It's up to you!" Shen Chao said.

"Master, Mr. Wen......" Ling Han asked.

"How can we be abandoned because of women, not to mention that we are facing some man-eating demons!" Shen Chao said resolutely.

"Today's Lord of Nalu Island ......," Ling Han asked again.

"Han'er, today's thieves on Luling Island are obviously using a strategy to show weakness, and on the surface they are showing weakness, but in fact they have no fear! Therefore, in tomorrow's battle, we can only succeed, not fail!" Shen Chao said.

Ling Han remembered Lu Xunhai's soft and hard attitude and nodded.

Tie Da patted Ling Han's shoulder and said, "Brother, take care!" With that, he opened the side of a box on the side, revealing the empty mezzanine under the box.

Ling Han glanced at Tie Da, for some reason, when he saw Tie Da again, he always felt that Tie Da's face was covered with a layer of black qi.

Ling Han curled up into the bottom of the box, although it was not spacious, it was just enough to accommodate himself. Ling Han suddenly remembered that the other nineteen people were not as strong as Tianbao, and it seemed that the candidates for this surprise attack had also been specially arranged.

Tie Da handed Ling Han a small bag and said, "Brother, there is dry food and water in it, enough for you for a day!"

Ling Han said in a low voice, "Thank you, Brother Tie!"

Tie Dadao: "When this gang of thieves is exterminated, Tie Da will celebrate your success!"

Ling Han nodded slightly.

"Han'er, pay attention to safety! Act when the opportunity arises! There is another rule, you must not be merciful to the enemy!" Shen Chao said uneasily.

"Remember!" Ling Han said.

The side door of the wooden box slowly closed, and the inside of the box became pitch black. There was only a small hole, and some light was stolen in, and it seemed that it was used to allow the people inside to spy on the outside.

Shen Chaotie and the two of them hurriedly left, leaving only Ling Han, who suddenly felt a little inexplicably lonely.

The fragrance of pine wood in the box was even stronger, and Ling Han sniffed it vigorously, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he and his first master, Ling Changye, cultivated on the White Mountain.

There was also a pine forest at the top of the white mountain, and the golden and transparent pine oil hung on the pine branches, and a bee just landed under the pine oil. The noon sun is scorching, and the pine oil flows slowly, and if you don't watch it carefully, you won't notice it at all.

The bees were still busy collecting nectar from the wildflowers under the pine trees. With a "snap", Ling Han's buttocks suddenly ached, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a pine nut.

"Ahh

Ling Han had no choice but to return to that circle. And the bee heard this cry, vibrated its wings, and flew away with a "buzz".

And the drop of pine oil still hung on the pine branch.

Ling Han closed his eyes and only listened to Mi Li'er say in his ear: "The more peaceful it is, the better the opportunity to cultivate the five senses of touch!"

Ling Han was startled and said in a low voice, "Why did you come with me?"

Mi Li'er didn't show up, and said, "I'm stuck to your body now! It's not so easy to get rid of me!"

The space was small, but Ling Han still touched his chest.

"Don't look for it, you'll see me tomorrow!" Mi Li'er said.

Ling Han said anxiously in his heart: "What are you doing with me, there will be a fierce battle tomorrow! I'm afraid I will hurt you!"

Mi Li'er said: "You don't have to worry about this, others can't see me!

Ling Han shook his head helplessly, in such a small space, there were not many actions that could be done, but shaking his head was one of them.

Ling Han followed Mi Li'er's advice, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed everything around him.

Eyesight can reach, except for darkness, or darkness. Ling Han opened his eyes again, he had already adapted to the darkness in this box, and he could clearly see the texture of the pine planks in front of him, like the palm prints in the palm of his hand, curved, vertical, one by one, winding to the bottom. There are also a few circular knots scattered all over the place, slightly darker in color, but what else can you see?

Ling Han's ears could not hear anything other than the sound of his own faint breathing. Ling Han took a deep breath and tried to hold his breath.

"Don't hold your breath, but integrate your breath into nature, so that you can perceive more sounds, and you have to feel with your heart!"

After Ling Han heard this, he adjusted his breathing evenly and calmed his heart again.

Sure enough, Ling Han heard other voices. First of all, the sound of the night breeze outside, blowing the branches of the trees, made a "whoosh" sound, and gradually, the sound of insects under the trees also reached people's ears.

Ling Han tried his best to perceive, and suddenly, Ling Han actually heard a rhythmic sound of "dong dong", which must be the heartbeat of the same door in the box next to him. Ling Han suddenly felt a little wonderful, so he concentrated his mind and began to follow the heartbeat of this fellow disciple.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

"Poof...... Poof......"

Gradually, Ling Han felt the existence of many fellow disciples, they were not far from him, the loneliness of just entering the wooden box, disappeared without a trace, Ling Han knew that he was not fighting alone, but with his fellow sects, bulldozing evil.

Everyone's heartbeat rhythm is different, and the strength of that heartbeat is also different. Ling Han carefully analyzed, memorized, and thought about identifying these fellow disciples by the heartbeat of them.

"One, two...... Nine, ten!" Ling Han said silently in his heart. Ten different heartbeats have been heard.

Half an hour passed.

“...... Eighteen, nineteen, twenty! Hey, how can this heartbeat be so powerful, and he has just discovered it?" Ling Han wondered in his heart.

"Fool, that's your own heartbeat!" Mi Li'er said with a smile.

"My own, I should have heard it first!" Ling Han asked puzzled.

"Just because it's your own, you should be the last to hear that when your mind is one with the outside world, you can observe the outside world, and you yourself become the hardest place to understand. That's why sometimes, what people know best and what they don't know the least is themselves!" Mi Li'er said.

"This ......" Ling Han felt that what Mi Li said was very reasonable, but he also felt that it was a little difficult to understand, so he firmly remembered it so that he could digest it later.

Ling Han listened to his heartbeat, which was very powerful, thinking that after he broke through the blood flow, his body had undergone fundamental changes. He is no longer the weak teenager, but a martial arts master with spiritual pressure, although he is only fifteen years old.

Ling Han began to practice his sense of smell again, in addition to the smell of rosin, Ling Han also smelled some faint burnt smell of soot in the box. This kind of smell, if there is nothing, if there is too much, it will make people suspicious, even if you don't suspect that there is a mystery in the box, at least you suspect that the disciple who made the blade did not have the intention, and accidentally brought the charcoal ash into the box.

There was also a kind of aroma of white flour being roasted and burnt yellow, Ling Han pinched the bag that Tie Da gave him, which was soft and hard, and it must be white flour cake. Although Ling Han attended two dinners in succession in the evening, the first meal was in the most famous place in the Wind Chime City, the "Wind Moon Pavilion", and the second meal was at the most famous chef's house in the Wind Chime City, but Ling Han did not eat enough, on that occasion, he had a secret in his heart, but how to eat enough. At this time, in Ling Han's heart, this white flour cake was much more delicious than the "Buddha jumping over the wall".

Ling Han "squirmed" and broke a piece of white flour cake and put it in his mouth, although it was dry and hard, it was immediately surrounded by Ling Han's saliva, Ling Han chewed carefully, tasting the taste of the white flour cake, and the taste changed from simple flour to sweet. Just like this life, savoring it carefully can be satisfied, but just in a hurry, you will blame the simplest and most beautiful scenery around you.

After Ling Han finished eating a piece of dough, he began to stroke the pine plank under him with his fingers, and the pine plank was planed very smoothly without a trace of barbs. On the wooden board, there was a little sluggishness, presumably coated with clear oil.

After Ling Han finished cultivating this touch, he fell into a deep sleep.

What a bloody day tomorrow will be!