Grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand hard, and when the other party was still more than ten meters away from him, Wang Lung threw the war knife out!

The villagers of the Underground World Realm have the level of cultivators, but they don't have the strength that cultivators should have, and they don't have any fighting skills, and even rural women know how to dodge when they fight, but these idiots don't dodge or dodge.

Wang Lung, who threw out the battle knife, used up his most powerful strength, he no longer paid attention to the result, and lay down straight with his eyes closed.

Tired, dizzy, asleep? Even the king of heaven Lao Tzu Wang Lung didn't want to pay attention to it, what did he do, he gave up all distracting thoughts, and the sound of snoring came from Wang Lung's mouth.

"Uh!" Seeing Wang Lung lying on the ground snoring like a dead pig, Mo Tianlong's expression was stunned.

Mo Tianlong didn't expect Wang Lung to act like this, he didn't want to continue to pay attention to the other party, Wang Lung's abuse and provocation had aroused his long-lost anger, but deep down he couldn't calm down, this was his territory, how Wang Lung responded made him itch and unbearable, and he always felt that something was missing without looking at it.

Fortunately, Wang Lung didn't say anything disrespectful today, Mo Tianlong's divine sense stayed on Wang Long, and everything the other party experienced did not escape his eyes.

Although Wang Lung's body has been refined by the cold rouge, the distribution of strength is still very lacking, Mo Tianlong knows where Wang Long's problem lies, if he is Wang Lung, it will not be like this at all.

Retracting his divine sense, Mo Tianlong understood that Wang Lung's sleep might be very long, it would take at least a day, and he couldn't recover his strength just by sleeping, and the other party would have to meditate and cultivate when he woke up, so he wanted to take advantage of this time to add some material to Wang Lung.

In the Xuetian Cave Mansion, Liu Neng has already left the wheelchair, although the old ghost can't save his life, but it is very simple to restore his mobility.

"Grandpa Liu, you look good today. Xue Jiao appeared in Liu Neng's room with a pot of spiritual tea.

Liu Neng looked up at Xue Jiao. The smile on the corner of his mouth was amiable, he knew his situation, Xue Jiao said this is also a relief to him, since he came here yesterday, he has nothing but amazement, this place is not the reason for Wang Long. He will not have a chance to come over until he dies, and when he sees Wang Lung again before he dies, he will smile and close his eyes.

"Oh...... Xue Jiao is here, haven't the old ghost brothers finished speaking?" Wang Jun asked with a smile.

Xue Jiao put the spiritual tea on the stone table on the side, looked up and shook her head with a smile and said, "It doesn't seem to be yet, Qing'er just refilled the pot for Elder Taishang, and it is estimated that it will take a while." ”

Wang Jun turned his head and glanced at Liu Neng and said lightly: "Alas, time is just a number for you, but ......"

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the old ghost had already appeared in the room. Let Wang Jun swallow back what he wanted to say next, Liu Neng knew that Wang Jun was complaining for him, and seeing the other party looking at the old ghost embarrassedly, Liu Neng hurriedly played a round.

"What's the matter? You're coming alone, what about your brother?"

The old ghost and Xue Tian are twin brothers, they look basically the same, Liu Neng already understood everything in the past on the day he came here, and his body was still diagnosed and treated by Xue Tian. Seeing the old ghost coming in alone, I was somewhat puzzled.

The old ghost doesn't have many friends in his life. Although they have not known Liu Neng and Wang Jun for a long time, the other party has a very good temperament and has a good appetite for himself, and occasionally making a small joke is just to enliven the atmosphere.

"You all know our duties, my brother and I were injured a few days ago, although the external injuries are healed, but the damage to the meridians needs to be slowly recovered. My brother has been in retreat for healing, and it is estimated that it will take at least a month, so I am really embarrassed. ”

Liu Neng waved his hand and said that it was understandable, he had already learned some inside stories through Wang Jun, and the responsibilities of the old ghosts and their gang were unimaginable. If he hadn't come to the Snow Sky Cave Mansion before, he wouldn't have believed it when Old Ghost Ren said that he had broken the sky, but now he felt that his cognition was so small.

Once the highest commander of the military region, Liu Neng knows that the responsibility is heavy, but look at the old ghost, he feels like a criminal, the constant outbreak of war, environmental pollution, and overexploitation on the earth is not a waste of life, he is also a member of the human race, I hope that there will be an afterlife, to be a guardian like the old ghost, then his life will not have any regrets.

"Are you injured too?" asked Wang Jun as he looked at the old ghost in surprise.

The old ghost picked up the spiritual tea on the stone table and filled it with a cup for himself, took a sip and said, "It's not a big problem, it's just that the meridians have been damaged a little, and you can't use your spiritual power for three months." ”

Wang Jun nodded and didn't speak, it seems that his original doubts have been clear, no wonder the old ghost must bring Liu Neng here, I thought there were other urgent matters, but now it seems that it is not for nothing that Xue Tian took action to treat Liu Neng.

"My eldest brother is in retreat, although this place looks fresh, but it is not suitable for long-term residence, how about it? Are you two interested in visiting my house to have a look?" said the old ghost while tasting the teacup.

"Your family?" Liu Neng asked suspiciously.

"He lives in Zhuhai, not to mention, you really haven't been there, the scenery is good, suitable for health. Wang Jun looked at Liu Neng and said.

"Oh, it's good that my old bones can go around before I die. Liu Neng nodded in agreement.

The old ghost put down the teacup in his hand, and said to Wang Jun with a smile on his face: "It's not Zhuhai, you haven't been to that place either." ”

Wang Jun looked at the old ghost suspiciously, and kept guessing in his heart.

"Don't think about it, you will know when you get to the place, go to my place for two days first, and wait for Xiaolong's news. The old ghost got up and walked out.

Looking at the disappearing flying machine, Xue Jiao and Qing'er turned around and walked back to the cave, Elder Taishang retreated, the three old ghosts went home, Wang Lung was not around, only the two of them were left here, and finally they were idle, and they also decided to cultivate well next, not to let Wang Lung leave them too far behind.

The old ghost's departure made Qing'er and Xue Jiao very unhappy, because they still had some doubts that the other party did not answer, that is, about Sun Xing, Qing'er just begged the old ghost to finish speaking before leaving, but the other party laughed and said that the time had not yet come, and it would naturally be clear in the future.

An indefinite wait, could it be that Sun Xing's identity is different from what she thinks? Xue Jiao did not continue to dwell on this issue, she had more important things to do next, that is, to think about the problem left by Sun Xing.

Time passed slowly, and a discordant sound appeared in the underground world, and this movement was Wang Lung's snoring. It had been ringing for two whole days, and Wang Lung was still sleeping soundly, and it seemed that his consumption was very large, and he hadn't woken up once in two days.

After another two hours or so, Wang Lung slowly opened his eyes, and his eyelids seemed to have no strength. He woke up, and the moment he got out of his sleep, he didn't open his eyes first, but carefully felt the aura around him, and there was no reaction, and he was still in the underground world, and the last cultivator was cut off by himself.

Slowly sitting up, Wang Lung scanned his surroundings with his gaze, and it was still the place where he had fought. No one came to disturb him, the gods still squatted in the temple, Chagon and the others couldn't get out of the barrier, and the surrounding villagers were slaughtered by him.

Reaching out and touching his forehead, Wang Lung tried to make himself look more energetic, although no one was watching him, but his tired body made him drowsy, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep. Looking at the surrounding light, it should be daytime now. Time is running out, he hasn't found the door of the temple yet, and it's the right way to recover his strength as soon as possible.

Looking up at the distance, that direction was where the war knife was located, no one had come, and the war knife was still lying not far away. Wang Lung retracted his gaze, pressed his legs together with both hands, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and prepared to use his aura to eliminate his physical fatigue.

It's so tiring. When Wang Lung mobilized his aura, he lost concentration and almost fell asleep again.

Two days is nothing to Mo Tianlong, with his cultivation, it only takes a short time to arrange, to deal with a Wang Long who is not even a cultivator, his methods are not too many, the difference in strength is too big, and Wang Long's refining rules are limited, most of his methods are aimed at enemies of the same level, like Wang Long, he has long been out of his eyes.

If it weren't for Wang Lung's insults and provocations, Mo Tianlong would not have made it more difficult for the other party, the temporary increase was just a small punishment for Wang Lung, he couldn't have been scolded and swallowed his anger, if he really wanted to do that, he wouldn't be called Mo Tianlong.

From the time Mo Tianlong left to the time he came back, there was not a single sound, and the two brothers who were meditating with their eyes closed next to them were still immersed in cultivation, and everything that happened outside had nothing to do with them for the time being.

Sitting back in his seat, Mo Tianlong closed his eyes and sensed Wang Long.

Can he really sleep, isn't he afraid of someone sneaking up? It seems that he has already calculated the result. As soon as Mo Tianlong sensed Wang Lung's location, he couldn't help but think of it.

Retracting his divine sense, Mo Tianlong didn't pay attention to Wang Lung anymore, the other party was sleeping, and he didn't know when Lu Dao would wake up, he was not a voyeur, and he was not interested in Wang Lung sleeping.

Five days later.

Wang Lung appeared on the periphery of the barrier, his body had fully recovered, and he had added a little understanding of time perception, although he was only recognized by one rule, but he was not in a hurry, how long did he start cultivating, and it was only a few days after breaking through the qi refining period, he was already very lucky to be able to perceive the time rule, the other six rules were far from him, and the path of cultivation was long, so he had to wait for this time.

There were still two kilometers away from the location of the barrier, he didn't want to get too close, and Wang Lung didn't know if Lu Dao Chagong and the others could attack through the barrier, and he could keep a safe distance from a distance.

Squatting on the ground, Wang Lung frowned and pondered, he really didn't have a good way to break the barrier, he had been thinking about it for nearly an hour, without a clue, if a brother or two were around, he wouldn't mind being the shopkeeper, but not now, he was the only one here, alone, no one could help him.

Brute force is impossible, and some time ago he wanted to accelerate and rush over but was bounced back.

It is a way to use spiritual power to break it, but Wang Lung can't, he can only use spiritual energy to refine his body, but he can't convert spiritual energy into spiritual power, he has not yet reached the great consummation of the enlightenment period, and the spiritual energy cannot be stored in the body, let alone use spiritual power to attach to the attack.

This possibility should be very low, the existence of the barrier must have its effect, Wang Lung thinks that if he is a god, he will definitely arrange his lair around the nest as solid as gold, so that it is safe, anyone can enter and exit at will, and his safety can not be guaranteed.

Weapon throwing? This method doesn't seem to work, cultivators are divided into four systems, self-cultivators use fewer weapons, although he is not a real cultivator, but the strength of his body is definitely not lower than that of ordinary self-cultivators, his own body can't compete with the barriers, what kind of weapons are needed to break it, this one is not much different from brute force to break.

It is possible that if the guardian of gold is a god, then the other party's perception of the law of gold must be unique, and it should be possible to use the means that the other party is good at to break it, but the key is that Wang Lung does not know the law of gold, he is only recognized by the rules of time, and he has not even figured out what the law of gold is, and this method is of no use to him at all.

Wang Lung rolled his eyes, he always thought he was a genius, but since he started to practice, he found that he was not even a fool, he was a white man in the cultivator world, and his IQ was like that of a kindergarten child.

What the hell is this? I knew that there was a temple in front of the road, but I couldn't get through, Wang Lung was like an ant on a hot pot in a hurry, and he couldn't do anything about it when he was constantly burned.

Wang Lung stood up and walked slowly towards the barrier, he decided to break the jar and break it, since he couldn't think of a way, then lead Chagong and the others to open it by themselves, it really can't be a shrew again. (To be continued......)