It seems that 10,000 years have passed, and it seems to be just a flick of the fingers, Wan Qingping's eyes at this time are only the black and white color is changing rapidly, as if falling into the fantasy, and his body is also like being squeezed by a mountain, suffocating it very uncomfortably, like a fish jumping ashore, thanks to the three-color glow around him, the squeezing force is expelled between the flickering light and the extinction.

Just when Wan Qingping wanted to shout loudly to vent this depression, suddenly there was a pleasant whisper of "Zheng-" in his ears, like Jin Ge's tremor, and at the same time, his body restrained by the three-color glow was also suddenly light, and a down-to-earth feeling came again.

Could it be that the teleportation is over? This is the Han Empire mentioned in the classics? Wan Qingping shook his swollen head quickly, opened his eyes and couldn't wait to look at the surroundings.

It was very dark all around at this time, but for him, a foundation building monk, it was nothing at all, and the scenery within a radius of a few abbots could be seen clearly as far as his eyes could see.

It is an extremely dry cave, and there is even a hot air flowing slowly out of the cave passage. The area of the cave is not too big, but it is not small, more than ten zhang square circle, how tall the two of them are, Wan Qingping straightened his waist and did not feel any depression, and there was a passage at each end of the cave in a diagonal shape leading to an unknown place.

After looking at the environment here, Wan Qingping didn't pay much attention to it, but instead sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest, so that the dizziness caused by teleportation would subside as soon as possible.

However, after sitting cross-legged for less than half an hour, Wan Qingping stood up again, not because he didn't want to rest for a while, but because at this time, the light of the teleportation array shone again, illuminating the entire cave.

"It's so ghostly!" Wan Qingping's eyes flashed coldly, swept towards the teleportation array, and cursed to himself.

Immediately, he unhurriedly took out an axe-shaped low-level magic weapon from the storage bag, and then looked at the teleportation array, as if looking for where to place the knife.

Knowing that the hemp pole monk was at the end of the teleportation array, and was activating the teleportation formation at this time, Wan Qingping was still so slow and logical, as if he was not in a hurry at all, it was because he had a very good heart, and it took so much effort to make the teleportation array gather enough aura when he teleported, maybe the aura on the surrounding sea was exhausted at this time, and he didn't believe that the hemp pole monk had the ability to make him teleport quickly, even if he was a Jindan monk.

Wan Qingping, who was probing the teleportation array, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and the hand that grabbed the axe clenched it tightly, as if he had found a suitable position for the knife.

If you want to catch me, dream!", and then he said thoughtlessly, and saw the cold light of the axe flash, and then "Bang!", the shining teleportation array immediately lit up like a horse lantern swept by the wind, stabbing both eyes with a slight pain, but this was also the last glory of the teleportation array, and then like a firework in the sky, the aura came to an abrupt end, and the cave fell into darkness again, but a silver line connected between the nine cyan protrusions that formed the teleportation array was cut off.

"Hey, hey... Ha ha...... Something like a dog... Trying to catch me too... Ha ha... Father...... Finally survived... Ha ha... survived......" Looking at the broken silver thread, Wan Qingping laughed wildly, laughing he curled up and rolled on the ground, and finally tears flowed down, ignoring the thick dust on the ground.

After laughing, Wan Qingping touched his tearful face and laughed at himself: "Wan Qingping, Wan Qingping, how old you are, you still shed tears, and you are not afraid of being laughed at!" After saying this, he immediately laughed out loud again, and the tears that flowed were even more than Fang Cai.

It's a pity that Wan Qingping's good mood didn't last long at all, after a cup of tea, his tearful smiling face suddenly seemed to be covered with ice and snow, and froze on the spot, instantly becoming extremely gloomy, because at this time he remembered what the monk had said before teleporting, and the green light that drilled into his body.

Wan Qingping immediately sat cross-legged regardless of the ground, puffing up the mana around him, and soon his body became blue.

After a full quarter of an hour, Wan Qingping stood up, but at this time, his face was even more gloomy, and the blue tendons on his forehead were prominent, and the bones of his hands were pinched by him, and a pair of mung bean eyes flashed fiercely: "This spirit palm is really vicious, it actually sealed four of my original six spirit tricks, making the originally smooth operation of the exercises blocked, which is several times more difficult!

Wan Qingping couldn't help but curse loudly in this uninhabited cave, and fiercely swore to take revenge on the hemp pole monk, and then continued to circle around the circular teleportation array like a grinding donkey.

It is no wonder that Wan Qingping was so furious, the foundation building period was to condense the golden pill to lay the foundation, and the ancient Yun Gong practice method continued to expand the originally small dantian so that it could accommodate enough mana.

Wan Qingping is now the cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and he has not yet expanded the dantian enough to form a dan, and the strange green light that drilled into the body sealed the four spiritual aperture in the dantian at once, making the operation of the exercise several times more difficult.

This is equivalent to the aura that used to take an hour to transform, but now it takes several times longer to transform, which is no less than killing a monk who has not lost the hope of knotting.

Wan Qingping wanted to marry Dan, originally he thought that he had plenty of time, and with the assistance of the Ren Dan that he had obtained after some planning, he was confident that he had a slight opportunity.

What's more, he also has the Wuji Sect Defense Magic Baoyu Source Golden Book that he grabbed from Ding Kezhen, so that when it comes to condensing the golden pill to cross the thunder tribulation, he doesn't need to spend more time collecting materials, but now that he has won the sealing spirit palm of the hemp pole monk, he will immediately cancel out this advantage, if this problem is not solved, it is almost impossible to tie the pill.

Although Wan Qingping was irritable at this time, his brain stopped every day, but turned fast.

After another moment, Wan Qingping calmed down, sat cross-legged on the ground again, started the exercises, and kept taking out the same thing from the storage bag, looking like all kinds of pills.

An hour later, Wan Qingping finally stopped running the exercises, "Bang!", his fist slammed on the ground, and he didn't care about the blood flowing, because in the past hour, he swallowed all kinds of pills and tried all kinds of methods he could, but the green mangs that drilled into his body seemed to have taken root in the dantian, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Wan Qingping let out a long sigh and shook his head, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to be angry, this matter is so tricky, with the strange methods of the Jindan monk of the dignified ghost control sect, if he wants to crack it, he still needs to think about it in the long run.

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