Standing in the tent with his hands in hand.

Chen Yulou just looked around and didn't speak.

It seems that peering through the gap to the sky above you is a very interesting thing.

As for Kunlun, it was as silent as ever.

From the moment he entered the door, he retreated to the side expressionlessly and stood quietly.

The halberd was carried on the shoulder, and on the tip of the exposed halberd, there was a cold light that swept from time to time.

See this.

The old ape was on pins and needles.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that the mountain rain was coming.

In that kind of heavenly oppression, it only felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

I don't know how long later.

Chen Yulou seemed to have finally remembered that there were other people in the tent.

Slowly retracted his gaze and landed on the white ape.

"Chen came over today to give you two choices."

"Surrender or die, choose one or the other."

His voice was remarkably calm, as if he were saying something trivial and insignificant.

The white ape's face suddenly became bitter.

Unfortunately......

It felt perfectly normal.

Artificial knife snipe, it is fish meat.

Winning or losing has always been the only law of the dark jungle.

It has lived for decades.

From an ignorant wild monkey, to enlightenment, and then to pit and practice.

The apes of his age have long since turned into dry bones.

It is a hundred beasts in the mountains, no matter how fierce and powerful they are, they can't escape death and reincarnation after all.

Die?

It certainly doesn't want to.

The ants are still surviving, and it is not easy to survive to this day.

How could it be willing to die like this?

The hesitation in the old ape's eyes lasted less than a moment, and the next moment, it slowly fell to the ground.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

"Very smart choice."

Chen Yulou did not have any surprises about its move.

Except that this old ape could not speak, he was almost indistinguishable from a human.

"Let go of the aura."

"If you have no way to do anything, don't struggle, otherwise, even Chen can't guarantee that there will be no accidents."

Hear the word.

The white ape lying on the ground couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Its spiritual aperture is like the inner pill condensed by the six-winged centipede, which is connected with one life.

Once it is released, it is equivalent to giving up one's life to others.

What's the difference between this and death?

The old ape was full of resentment, but ...... There is still a glimmer of life when you let go, and daring to resist is the real lifeless.

Come to think of it.

Without hesitation, it raised its head and slowly let go of its aura.

It's just that......

Looking at its look, it was hard to hide its loneliness.

Chen Yulou's face couldn't help but flash a trace of strangeness.

What does this old ape mean?

Lao Tzu is like the kind of person who doesn't choose to eat?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Kunlun and saw that he was facing away from him, guarding the door of the tent, and he was secretly relieved.

Luckily, there were no outsiders in the tent.

If this is seen, I think he has some strange fetish.

Whew—

Spat out a turbid breath.

Chen Yulou shook his head and dispelled the cranky thoughts in his heart.

And fingers like swords.

A wisp of green wood aura in the sea of qi wrapped around his fingertips.

Gently land on the center of the white ape's eyebrows.

In a flash.

It felt only a buzz in its head.

It was as if something had broken into it, as if it was panicking, making it tremble uncontrollably and almost fall to the ground.

Fortunately.

That domineering and boundless momentum comes and goes quickly.

In just a moment, it has disappeared from my mind without a trace.

The white ape sat down on the ground with a bang, and the cold sweat almost wet the silver fur, and breathed heavily.

Finally, I recovered from my panic.

It subconsciously looked at itself.

But I found that there seemed to be no change from before.

Wrong......

Soon, its brow furrowed again.

There seems to be something more in the aperture.

Unfortunately, when it was still trying to ponder, the calm voice sounded in its ears again.

"Kunlun, untie the rope for it."

Kunlun, who was guarding at the door, immediately strode over, and lifted the corpse rope in three or two clicks.

"Next, you're free to do as you please."

"But don't leave the camp."

Chen Yulou threw down two sentences and left with Kunlun.

Until the two figures disappeared outside the tent door.

The white ape was still a little incredulous.

After hesitating for a while, it moved to the door little by little, lifted the corner of the curtain door, and glanced out secretly.

Those two figures had long since gone away.

The people who guarded it last night have also been removed.

Seeing this, its eyes widened, and it felt like it had seen a ghost.

Just, just let it go?

If it were usual.

With its character, it couldn't hold back for a long time and was ready to run away.

But the current situation makes it hesitate.

I always feel that the person surnamed Chen has dug a big hole for himself.

Just wait for yourself to jump in.

After hesitating for a moment, the old ape gritted his teeth, lowered the curtain door, and turned back to the tent.

Pulled over a piece of carpet and rolled it casually a few times.

Lie down.

Last night, I was so frightened that I didn't close my eyes.

It doesn't care about anything now, it just wants to get a good night's sleep.

It's all come to this.

No amount of pondering is in vain.

It has been sitting in the White Ape Cave and watching the bottle mountain for so many years, and it has no brains, and there are no bones and slag left that have died a long time ago.

Although I don't know, what the surname Chen has done to his spiritual aperture.

But it's not a good thing to think about.

Besides, even if no one was looking at it, there was that damn phoenix.

Last night's cry pierced through the clouds and cracked stones in Bottle Mountain.

I almost didn't scare it to death.

It was not yet confident that it would be able to avoid the birds.

Therefore, it is better to be honest and sleep steadily.

Between camps.

Chen Yulou, who was strolling towards his residence with his hands in hand.

Something seems to be felt.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

He dared to let the white ape ignore it, and naturally he had absolute confidence.

It's not the same as the Contract Fury Chicken.

Instead, with the help of beast control techniques, a spirit seed was inserted into its spiritual aperture.

But the old ape dared to have a different heart.

A single thought of it can make it worse than dead, or just die.

But.

From the point of view.

The old ape was quite vigilant, and did not pretend to be smart.

Kunlun, who had been following closely, suddenly laughed when he saw the shopkeeper, and he was even more confused.

Walk like this for a while.

I don't know how many times I looked back.

I'm afraid that the monkey will sneak away while they are away.

"Alright, don't mess around."

"Go back and get some sleep."

"When I wake up, it's time to leave for home."

How could he hide Chen Yulou's detection from his little movements, seeing his tangled face, he couldn't help but laugh.

Pierced in the mind.

Kunlun scratched his head and grinned.

Without much thought, I found an unoccupied tent at random, and went in to get ready to sleep.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou also stretched his waist.

From yesterday morning down the mountain to now.

Barely closed his eyes.

Yawning, I lay down with my thoughts, and after a while, the sound of steady breathing gradually sounded.

His side tended to be quieter.

Not far away, in a tent, the atmosphere is getting more and more enthusiastic.

After listening to the senior brother's narration.

The joy on the faces of Ling and the old foreigner could not be concealed at all.

The legacy left by the ancestors of the clan is actually true.

Monasticism...... It's really capable of suppressing the ghost spell.

You must know that for thousands of years, no one has stepped out of that realm, so whether it is true or false has always been an ethereal rumor.

But today.

The elder brother proved this with his actions.

How not to make the hearts of the two of them excited.

"It's a pity ......"

"There is only one Jindan."

Looking at the smiles on the faces of his younger brothers and sisters, Partridge Whistle was excited at the same time, but he couldn't help but secretly feel a little worried.

If only it were that easy.

It's not to his generation, and I've never heard of anyone really doing it.

He's one of them now.

But Partridge Whistle still felt that his luck was greater than his strength.

Tao and mundane, immortal and mortal.

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Across a desperate and insurmountable barrier.

Not to mention, there are talents, bones, and exercises.

How difficult is it to break the shackles and get away with it?

But now is the time to be happy.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen such a wanton smile on the faces of his younger brothers and sisters, especially the old foreigners.

Partridge Whistle didn't want to spoil the spirit.

I can only hide this worry in my heart, and plan to ask Chen Yulou when I have time.

After all, he had never taken Jindan, but he also broke the shackles, refined Xiyi inside, and stepped into the Qi Refining Pass.

Maybe the spirit and the old foreigner can also do it.

"Senior brother, ...... next Shall we continue our search for pearls or? ”

Suddenly.

Ling raised his little face, and a curiosity flashed in his pure and immaculate eyes.

Hear this.

The old foreigner also subconsciously looked at the senior brother.

Follow the plan before coming.

They planned to cross the Miao Xinjiang first and go to the border of Yunnan and Guizhou to excavate the tomb of King Yelang.

If not.

Let's try our luck at the site of the Little Bolu Kingdom.

But now, because of Bottle Mountain, the plan has been completely disrupted.

Looking at those two young, but extremely tired faces.

Partridge Whistle shook his head, "Go back to Jiangsu and Zhejiang." ”

"What?"

Linghe's old foreigner's heart moved.

His face was full of surprise.

There is also a hint of anticipation.

Thousands of years ago, because of the outbreak of the ghost curse, the prophet of the clan divided a hexagram for the clan at the cost of his life.

The results show that the only glimmer of life is in the Central Plains.

As a result, the Zagrama clan continued to migrate to the interior for more than a thousand years.

It was not until a hundred years ago that he finally settled in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

It became another clan land.

All three of them were born and raised there.

For them, the village was small, but it had a special meaning.

It's home.

It is a place where you can be trusted.

"I said, don't run for a while."

"I went back home, I haven't been back for a long time, and it's time to go and worship the ancestors."

Partridge Whistle smiled slightly and repeated.

Hear this.

The brother and sister finally confirmed that they had heard correctly.

His eyes lit up and his heart raced.

Ling was young, and he couldn't help but cheer.

Although the old foreigner on the side was as tense as possible, the relaxation on his face could not be concealed at all.

Calculate the time.

From the last time I went out.

It seems like it's been almost three years.

Over the years, they have been running around.

Countless ancient tombs were stolen, but what I got was disappointment again and again.

Physically and mentally, he endured unimaginable tiredness.

Now......

I can finally go home.

Ling Xiao held his chin in his hand, and his mind was full of scenes from his childhood.

His eyes were foggy, and he couldn't help but be a little stupid for a while.

"Okay, I haven't slept all night, so let's get some rest."

Feel the reaction of the two.

Partridge Whistle breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but also couldn't help but feel a little guilty for himself.

It's been more than three years since it came out in the blink of an eye.

He only thought about whether he could find the dust bead as soon as possible.

They don't think about whether they are homesick or not.

Fortunately.

Now he has entered the country by cultivating the Tao.

I finally found a light in the vast night and saw a glimmer of hope.

With his junior brother, he left from the spirit tent.

All the way back to your accommodation.

After the old foreigner was nervous, he suddenly relaxed, only to feel tiredness welling up in his heart, and soon after lying down, he fell into a deep sleep.

But Partridge Whistle still didn't feel sleepy.

I thought about it.

I still got up and walked to the desk and took out a pen and paper.

He wants to write down the foundation building skills of the Xuandao Convincing Qi.

Even if it's already engraved in my mind.

I dare not forget a word.

But with such an important Dao inheritance, even if it is just a mistake or omission, the slightest difference will be a thousand miles away.

Pick out the best page from the few papers you have with you.

After smoothing it out little by little, and pressing it with a paperweight.

Only then did he pick up the pen and write.

The speed is extremely slow, and every word that falls will be checked repeatedly.

Until the sun rises three poles, the scorching sun hangs high above the sky.

Only then did he exhale and slowly put down his pen.

The white paper was already densely covered with handwriting.

When the ink was dry, he carefully rolled up the paper and put it into the bamboo tube containing the map.

"Passed down from generation to generation."

"There will come a time when you can find the beads."

Feeling the precipitation of the bamboo tube, the partridge whistle only felt relaxed.

Even because I haven't slept for too long, my eyes are already bloodshot.

But his eyes were scorching, as if a flame had been ignited.

Walked to the corner of the tent, picked up the cold mountain spring water, and washed away the fatigue and sleepiness of the face.

The partridge whistle did not dare to delay.

He returned to the couch, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to practice.

Refining Qi Guan is only the first step in cultivation.

There is still a long way to go for him.

And time is running out, so every second counts.

In the sound of the old foreigner's even breathing, he also quickly settled down.

According to the description of the foundation building gong, a little bit of Zhou Tian's aura is channeled and integrated into the qi sea dantian.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye.

It's already noon.

Ma Gui, who had only been resting for a few hours, had already woken up early.

He was standing in the middle of the camp at the moment.

While calculating the way back, he beckoned the guy to pack his bags.

The whole camp was full of busy figures.

It's almost busy.

He bites into a steamed bun that he found out of nowhere.

I suddenly realized that although this trip seemed to have passed for a long time, in fact, it was only about ten days and half a month.

And most of the time.

It was also used for preparation.

In order to search for the realgar thing, their group spent three or four days.

And go down to the grave to leave.

But it was less than two days.

He is also an old man, and over the years, he has followed the shopkeeper to steal a lot of ancient mounds.

It's the first time it's been this fast.

For a moment, others couldn't help but be stunned.

I always felt that something was not right.

But for a while, I can't figure it out.

"What do you think?"

"Come, if you have anything to eat, bring me one."

Just as he was hesitating, a familiar laugh suddenly came from behind him.

Ma Gui subconsciously bit and almost choked.

He coughed several times before looking back.

At a glance, I saw that not far away, the shopkeeper with big sleeves fluttering was coming with his hands.

The eyes are like ancient wells, and there is an indescribable freedom between the eyebrows.

Yes.

There seemed to be a flash of light in Ma Kui's heart.

The reason why the Bottle Mountain and his party were able to go so smoothly seemed to be all due to the strategic work of the shopkeeper.

At this moment, it is like a pair of invisible hands.

Sort out the mess in his mind.

The places that can't be figured out become very transparent all of a sudden.

"Yes."

"Shopkeeper, whatever you want to eat, I'll go get it."

His thoughts were surging in his heart, and it took him a long time to react, and he saw that the shopkeeper had already arrived.

Ma Gui dared to delay, and hurriedly said.

"What to eat."

"I don't pick."

How could Chen Yulou have imagined that Ma Guan would think of so many things for such a while, just waved his hand and said casually.

Between words.

The curtain door of the tent was lifted from the inside.

A tall and grim figure stepped out.

It is the partridge whistle that has finished the practice.

I saw that he first said hello to Chen Yulou, and then smiled and arched his hand towards Ma.

"Brother kidnapper, give me a copy of the trouble."

“…… Good. ”

Ma Gui is a little unclear.

His eyes fell on the smiling face, and he only felt that this leader of the mountain moved seemed to be a little different from usual.

He is usually taciturn.

There is still such a time when it is so lively.

He didn't dare to think about it, so he answered and ran quickly to the place where he was eating.

In the blink of an eye.

There were only two people left in the open space.

"Brother Chen, Yang just has something to ask you for."

"If you don't have a golden pill, can you practice?"

(End of chapter)

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