Su Lin learned from Fang Zongyu that under normal circumstances, the caretaker of the month carried the key to the treasure house with him, and only when he left the Ant Immortal Gate, he would leave the key in the sect to prevent accidents outside and losing the key.

In addition, even when bathing or sleeping, the caretaker will put the key into the secret cabinet in the cave, and it is very easy to open the secret chest by magic brute force, but the secret cabinet itself is not for protection, but so that people can easily detect it when it is destroyed.

In this way, there is only one possibility for Su Lin to get the key - when the key is on Cong Bingqing's body, he will take the risk of rubbing it with ink!

This imprinted shape is not a matter of an instant, it is necessary to inject true qi into the key and operate according to a certain precise route for a week to awaken the true form of the key, that is to say, Su Lin must be in close contact with Cong Bingqing for a long time before he can obtain a copy version of the key.

When he understood this, Su Lin suddenly understood why the treasure house of the Ant Immortal Gate was arranged so casually, the loyal disciple held the key, and it was absolutely impossible for the key to leave the Ant Immortal Gate, once anyone plotted against the key, it would inevitably alarm the entire Ant Immortal Gate, no matter who it was, just the head of the town was enough for the thief to drink a pot.

Not to mention that it is not enough to have a key, but also to cultivate the strange technique of distorting the mind of the Ant Immortal Gong in order to truly open the door of the treasure house.

Su Lin, as usual, cultivated all day with the assistance of Cong Bingqing.

However, after the cultivation of this day, Su Lin did not say goodbye to Cong Bingqing as before.

"Senior sister, can I go and sit with you for a while?" Su Lin asked.

Cong Bingqing's pace slowed down, and he looked at Su Lin with some surprise, but then nodded briskly: "Of course, you can come at any time, you don't have to ask me." ”

The two of them walked on the main road one after the other, Su Lin followed behind Cong Bingqing, and saw at a glance that the other party hung the key on the belt behind his buttocks, a total of three keys, according to Fang Zongyu's description, the cylindrical black key about seven centimeters long was the key to open the treasure house.

If he wants to open the vault and get the iron, he must get a copy of this key.

But...... This position, if you don't take it off, it's a bit difficult to do.

Not long after, Su Lin arrived at Cong Bingqing's residence, Cong Bingqing pulled her neckline, her clothes were the same as after every practice, as wet as if she had just been drenched in the rain.

"Senior brother, you sit here for a while, and I'll take a shower." Cong Bingqing said.

Su Lin saw that the other party was going to take a bath, so he left and grabbed the other party's hand and dragged the other party back, Cong Bingqing looked at him in a daze, his eyes full of shock.

However, Su Lin did not give the other party a choice, his left hand grabbed the other party's other hand, pressed Cong Bingqing against the wall, the two looked at each other, Su Lin could smell the other party's breath, Cong Bingqing looked at Su Lin's eyes, blinked, and said gently: "If you want to do that, at least wait for me to take a bath first." ”

"......" Su Lin was silent, trying his best to brew an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Senior brother?" Cong Bingqing called softly again.

If Su Lin wants to get the key rubbing from behind the other party, he must separate the key from the other party's buttocks, and the separation time must last for three minutes, otherwise the deformed key will make Cong Bingqing aware of his purpose.

And in this minute, he had to make sure that Cong Bingqing's attention was all on him, and his body was motionless.

Su Lin mentally calculated the time it would take for him to activate the key, and carefully arranged every next move of his own to ensure that he could 100% hold Cong Bingqing's attraction, which was naturally an extremely risky act, but he had no other way.

……

"Huh, huh-" Cong Bingqing gasped violently, "Senior brother, let me ...... Let me go take a shower first. ”

Su Lin controlled the time impeccably, he let go of Cong Bingqing's wrist, and his other hand quietly withdrew from the opponent's elastic ass, covertly tucking the key-shaped box into his sleeve.

Then Su Lin took three steps back, lowered his head, and pretended to be nervous.

"I'm sorry senior sister, I'll go first." Su Lin said.

"You're waiting here."

Cong Bingqing said softly, glanced at Su Lin meaningfully, turned around and left the room, and walked into the bathroom.

As soon as Cong Bingqing left, Su Lin immediately took out the box and checked the condition of the key replication.

The shape of the key is perfect, so there is no need to continue in-depth communication, Cong Bingqing is so obsessed with double cultivation, the ghost knows that double cultivation with her will not be the same as cultivating ant immortal skills, the brain has become abnormal, and it is the best result to be able to obtain a copy of the key in the first step.

While the other party is still taking a bath, let's slip away immediately, and wait for Fang Zongyu to inform the key of the transfer method tonight.

In two days, you will be ready to flee this place.

……

Late at night, Fang Zongyu came to the door of the treasure vault alone, the treasure house is in the depths of the Ant Immortal Gate, and there is no guard on weekdays, because the gate of the treasure house is refined from special materials, carved with high and profound runes, and there is no possibility of breaking it until Yuan Ying relies on brute force, and if you want to break the ban on the door, cultivation is higher than that of the master.

If such a person comes to the door of the treasure house, then setting up a few disciples to guard it will only be sent to death in vain.

Fang Zongyu took a deep breath, ran the Ant Immortal Skill, and slowly put his hand on the quaint disc in the center of the gate, almost the first time he made contact, Fang Zongyu directly vomited out a mouthful of blood, and he immediately covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve to prevent the blood from dripping on the ground.

Damn it!

was actually banned and devoured, obviously there was nothing to do last month!

Although he was forbidden and devoured, the magic circle did not completely reject him, the sharp pain from the palm spread to the limbs and bones along the flow of true qi, Fang Zongyu endured the labor pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and his brain quickly calculated the key transfer method for the next month according to the details of the operation of the formation.

Turn left three and a half times, and exercise for a small week......

Turn right twice and exercise for a small week......

Then turn right for three minutes, and exercise for a small week.

After finishing the calculation, Fang Zongyu immediately withdrew his hand from the disc.

He gasped and sat on the ground with his back against the door, unable to recover for a long time, but when he thought that he had taken such a big risk to be with Cong Bingqing, he felt that it was worth everything.

He saw the picture of when he first entered the sect, when he was still a six-year-old child, and it was Senior Sister Cong who led him at that time.

The senior sister looked the same as now, the same beautiful and moving, the same dignified and gentle, she handed the specially prepared rattle to herself who was still a young child, and said gently:

"Little junior brother, the master asked me to take care of you, and you will be obedient in the future."

Fang's voice sounded in Fang Zongyu's ears, think about it, more than twenty years have passed.

Fang Zongyu closed his eyes in intoxication.

Perhaps, he thought, he had gone mad since then.

However, suddenly, he felt that his perception of his surroundings had expanded countless times in an instant! Although he didn't turn his head, he could feel the scene behind the door of the treasure house behind him, where all kinds of treasures were placed, and the deepest part of the ...... Square things.

The square-shaped hard object seemed to resonate faintly with Fang Zongyu's mind, and the location of the iron block turned out to be an unknown space under the deepest tunnel of the treasure vault!

No one was allowed to enter that place except for the head of the sect and the purple light real person, because once they approached the tunnel, they monks who were not in the way would have an extremely terrible fear, which penetrated deep into the bone marrow and directly threatened their lives, making people not have the slightest desire to try, not even the courage to look at it.

However, this time, he actually saw the piece of iron hidden in the deepest part! Is this the piece of iron calling to itself? This mysterious treasure seemed to invisibly expand his perception, as if his cultivation had been vaguely improved.

Fang Zongyu lowered his head suddenly, looking at his bloated legs, although the volume had not changed, it was much tighter, could it be that under the influence of that piece of iron, he was moving closer to the Tibetan Fetal Realm?

"Am I chosen?" Fang Zongyu's heart trembled, he had heard the allusion of the Heavenly Treasure choosing the master since he was a child, there is no standard for the selection of the Heavenly Treasure and the Treasure, he does not look at the character and talent, only the karma.

Could it be that there is a natural cause between himself and that square piece of iron? If that's the case, even if he doesn't do anything, he just comes to the door of this treasure house every day and sits for a while, and his cultivation will automatically increase, and this kind of cultivation realm is worse than that Holy Son!

Crazy thoughts filled Fang Zongyu's mind, greed and ambition that had never been seen before emerged, and many unsightly pictures of himself and Cong Bing couldn't help but appear in his mind, and his heartbeat was like a drum.

In this way, Fang Zongyu sat at the door for a long time, the labor pains in his body had disappeared, and his bloated legs had become like ordinary people, only there was a strip-like bulge on the right thigh, the meat bun was elastic on the surface and extremely the inside.

His resonance with the iron piece disappeared, and his madness was finally calmed down, and he stood up and walked towards the place agreed with Su Lin......