Inflection, proficiency.

Here, the gaze and consciousness are not accurate, and it seems that the whirlpool of the flood torrent is up and down from all sides of the birth, and the gray and black depths occupy the background, and the colorful crystal shines like stars.

It seems that the thick ink that can be stirred between the hands of the probe enters the water, and the torrent can be crossed in the stride, in fact, no matter the beginning of Duan De's struggle or the current temporary rest, the scenery in his vision is still the same as before.

The three inches of divine consciousness out of the body are like falling into a water bag in the thorn bushes, not to mention that the consciousness spreads, that is, if you don't probe out of the consciousness, these divine senses that are pulled and torn apart make Duan De have a violent sense of weightlessness that tears his soul.

"Weishui No. 2, aren't you cheating me? Not to mention if there is anything I am looking for, even if there is me, when can I find it? When can I get out? Where is the way out?"

Duan De's shrunken body was like a small sampan crossed on its knees in the raging waves, undulating with this small fragment that could not support space, and crashing like a plane after hitting other debris.

He seems to be glued to this, it is not possible to not rest, the weak essence here is not enough to treat Duan De's sparse body, only to consume his own physical reserve essence qi.

The advantage of being wide and strong is that the appearance of a thin circle is basically intact, Duan De stroked the originally strong pectoralis major muscle, and now he can only be regarded as strong, lamenting that the future is bleak, and he has downplayed the danger of the four-dimensional chaotic airspace.

Giving up doesn't exist, don't say that the air, sunshine, rain and dew, and beautiful women are waiting outside, but if he doesn't seek death by himself in this broken place, he really can't die.

Duan De's figure slowly began to become more numerous, teleporting aimlessly in anticipation of discovery, whether it was finding what he was looking for or finding a way out, it was a surprise in life.

With the passage of time, Duan De was like a virus spreading in this area, and the colored bright spots gradually dimmed a lot, which was a virtual shadow that Duan De deliberately left, so as not to repeat, so that he could distinguish the path he had taken.

"Huh,! What a big ethereal crystal!"

Ethereal Crystal and Void Soul Stone are both materials for refining space equipment, or they are slightly different, the scope of application of ethereal crystal refining is wider than that of Empty Soul Stone, and there are skilled skills that can refine semi-enclosed storage equipment loaded with living things.

The so-called semi-enclosed means that in a single-channel balanced space, the survival of creatures such as air aura from the outside world must be able to be thrown into the space equipment, but the breath power stored in the space equipment cannot be perceived by the outside world.

Duan De is an expert in this aspect of making things, and the Yanhuang series is like this, but the ethereal crystal is relatively more scarce, and the cost is naturally greater.

In fact, the ethereal crystal has no weight, it can't be weighed, and the shape of the ethereal stone is not much different from the ethereal crystal, it can only be judged from the color, the ethereal crystal is almost colorless, and the ethereal stone is slightly darker.

Duan De's feet were a piece of ethereal crystal, judging by his own size, this thing might not be more than a dozen zhang in diameter, and there was more than one! There were as many as fifteen pieces in the distance, and this one was the largest.

The ecstasy on Duan De's face turned into body language, and the five bodies fell to the ground on the smooth section of the ethereal crystal, leaving the halazi to think that this is developed, developed, and so on.

"Uh, it's so big that you can't put it in the ring, is it possible that I'm still running on my back?"

Half an hour later, Duan De fell into the ethereal crystal, his eyes were glazed, there was no weight but substance, what should he do with this thing? Until now, he had forgotten one thing.

"Damn, this is my shrunken body! Uncle!

Duan De's body turned back to normal after waking up at dusk, and the huge ethereal crystal in his palm was only the size of an egg, and he easily collected more than a dozen large and small pieces of spatial essence at the pole of his eyes.

"It's not in vain, it's not a pleasure, this piece of empty spirit stone that is worthy of the bow hall master and the high jin desperately got it back, it's not bad!"

Loading this thing from a special container, it is a kind of metal box similar to a lead box, which can shield all spatial fluctuations, and the material is only a medium-grade spiritual level, which is a typical example of one thing and one thing.

Duan De was overjoyed to increase the coverage of his phantom, believing in the search for treasures unique to this kind of space, and the danger was not too much for Duan De, who analyzed his supernatural powers.

Occasionally, a kind of spatial trap similar to a silk thread will appear in the spatial gray mist fragments, and Duan De's divine power is not in a bad position for this kind of thing, if he doesn't get it right, he will pass through this cluster of divine powers.

Duan De estimated that he was hopeless, in addition to the line, there was also a point, the kind of space point that crossed at a very fast speed was also the source of Duan De's unguardable damage.

Here there is only Duan De's own subconscious concept of time, without any reference, he is like integrating into the special environment of this universe, wandering in the endless torrent of loneliness.

Treasure hunting has become Duan De's only fun, avoiding danger has become his subconscious action, missing is the only brain to solve worries, and more than once sighing the powerful nerves of the water.

Liudu Yan Huangzong Stargazing Platform

Lu Pan, who is full of old age, has a sense of vicissitudes of life, exuding an ink yellow robe, holding a scroll of calculations, with a serious face and bright eyes.

Two people on the left and right crossed their knees and closed their eyes, on the left is the red pine nuts in the Tsing Yi Taoist robe, the Dao sword rests on the knees, and the trick is pinched in the hand, and from time to time it hits a little bit of Xuanguang like the ground.

On the right is a handsome descendant, the moon-white robe only removes the exclusive mark of Tiandezong, the face is like a crown of jade, the heavenly court is full, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the two ruler-long sideburns flutter in the wind.

There are marks in the center of the eyebrows that are slightly convex, as if there is a heavenly eye hidden in it, but the year of the crown has a stability that the same age does not have, he is one of the masters who have a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity, and the ancestral fruit of the Meng family has different reactions.

What is commendable is that Meng Butong is not only talented, but also drills this way, Tianji arithmetic does not want to practice, talent and method are the most important, and his arithmetic achievements are far more than cultivation.

When the master went out, the elders of the sect who were familiar with him were now all entangled in trivial matters, and the core disciples of his first session, to be honest, if it weren't for the snow drifting in that valley, he really didn't want to be with them.

Compared with his appearance, he can't pass the valley, compared to his family, he is the generation of the valley, the master disciple of the people in the sect, Mo Yan and the old way, that is not comparable, before entering the valley, he has made a private agreement with Piaoxue for life.

Drifting snow in the valley is also peerless, but the suitors can only watch from a distance and sigh silently, after Wutong stepped down, the core area of Tiande returned to the control of Qinghang again, although there were slight changes, but according to the book, there is no aptitude to teach.

Meng Butong has a lot of core disciples in this session, as many as 19! In the troubled times, Meng Butong, a guy who has a lot of contact with his master and ancestors, and who can peek into the future by himself, can see it clearly.

Finally allowed to go out of the sect freely to complete the so-called annual task, Meng Butong couldn't wait to pull the snow to go to Qiyuan City, take advantage of the situation to help a certain canary who was imprisoned out of the cage, and came straight to the master's lair with him.

Here, Meng Butong has to admire the powerful charm of Shizun, Shizu Niang is beautiful, right? There is a Shiniang who is even more beautiful than her! The key is that Xiaoyu Shiniang actually coexists harmoniously with her, and she is a sister.

The young man's appearance is outstanding, and there are a large number of suitors everywhere, Piaoxue is very ruthless, and the means are also extremely brutal, so he resolutely abandoned the sword, and spent a lot of money to let the Beigong family make an imitation of gold scissors, which is superb, far more than the cultivation of the sword!

Every time Meng Butong's eyes derailed, the crisp sound of the cold light and cruel scissors would burst into his eardrums, and tracheitis began to be cultivated from a young age, in order to better control him, Piao Xue, who was already talented, worked hard.

Cultivation is far more than Meng Butong who wants not to be in cultivation, Beigong Lin has an accident, Beigong family doesn't want Beigong Piaoxue to have an accident, this is not below the shore of Weishui, two young women with outstanding demeanor dressed as ladies sit on the bench.

On the other side, this is a pair of warblers and warblers and Yanyan's delicate and cheerful exchanges, among which there are the slim and elegant Beigong drifting snow, the Yuwen softness of the beginner cultivator's world, and the seven colors of the rainbow.

The rattan chairs and bamboo buildings in the small world remain unchanged in the small stream, Xiaoyu and Weishui are still lying down at will, and Weishui can see that Meng Butong has already given Duan Detian a big face.

"Sister, why hasn't my brother come back yet? Seeing that Lu Pan and they have been obviously nervous recently, it seems that what they predicted is coming, is this thing going to be lost again?"

"Giggle~~~"

"What's the matter? How long has it been since you started thinking about spring?"

"Sister, don't you always look indifferent, okay? The fairy who has obviously moved the hearts of mortals, hehe, is still my brother amazing. ”

"The dead girl is not ashamed, her own man can send it out to try the idea in her heart, count it as if you can bear it, my sister is Sifan is in the lower realm, and she will not kill you. ”

"Eh~~~"

"Hitting my foot is a trivial matter for the time being, but the problem is that my brother's wife has not yet learned about it, so I don't have to settle all the old accounts at that time. ”

"It's your fault, Xiaoyu, don't you want to admit it?"

"Cut~~~ It's obvious that my sister moved her own heart, who in this world don't want to see you?

"Wouldn't it be difficult to get along with yourself if you don't use it for a ready-made cushion girl?"

"Sister, you've learned badly!"

"That's what you and the barbarians taught well!"

"I can't say you! That girl who doesn't understand seems to be stronger than Beigong Lin, whether it is appearance, temperament and cultivation, she will comprehensively crush our session. ”

"I don't care about you. ”

"Boring!"

Meng Butong's starry eyes stared at the rotating rune star track on the stargazing platform, and the entire ground of the stargazing platform seemed to have turned into a cosmic starry sky, and the three of them seemed to be in the starry universe.

Lu Pan, who was originally standing in the middle, is now also cross-kneeled, and the three of them are triangular, calculating the heavenly machine together, and Meng Butong's heavenly arithmetic level is still above their two old-timers.

Even the formation pattern of the stargazing platform was also asked to be transformed after he came, and it was really much easier to use, and the three of them worked together to calculate that it was also from this kid, so that even if someone disturbed it, it could be better dealt with.

They have been the guiding light in front recently, and after more than a year of preparation, Sima Ancheng and the others can be regarded as slightly relieved, and now Sima Ancheng is no longer in charge of measuring the heavens and Yanhuang's finances.

If there is a specialization in the art industry, even Sima Ancheng has to admire the woman who is now buried in the pile of jade slips, this woman is the kind of superlative stunner in the eyes of men, but her beautiful figure and appearance are covered by her financial management skills.