When Lin Hai calmed down from the joy of his cultivation being improved, he realized that four and a half months had passed, even more than the time he had spent on cultivation before.

In contrast to this, the joy brought by the improvement of that little cultivation gradually faded.

Looking up at the stone walls around you, the cobwebs are like cocoons sticking to the stone walls, and if you want to pass through them, you must remove these obstacles.

Lin Hai didn't know what the combat effectiveness of those spiders was, but those golden beetles threatened him again, and the golden beetles were easily solved by spiders, perhaps out of people's fear of the unknown, or maybe it was the life-and-death struggle that made Lin Hai have an invincible psychology against spiders.

Retracted his gaze and threw himself at the flame, putting aside all other thoughts for the time being, for now it was the key for him to improve his cultivation.

However, with the expansion of the source of the law, the amount of spiritual energy absorbed also increased, and the remaining spirit crystal beads seemed to be a lot, but in fact, they could not withstand the consumption of time at all.

Ten spirit crystal beads allowed Lin Hai to be promoted to the first order, twenty spirit crystal beads raised Lin Hai to the second order, and forty spirit crystal beads allowed Lin Hai to be promoted to the third order, and then to the current sixth order, consuming more than two hundred pieces, if you want to upgrade to the seventh order, wouldn't you need four hundred?

He now has less than 1,800 left, and if he continues like this, he can only be promoted to the ninth order, but what about the time? The speed of refining the spirit crystal beads is fast, but isn't there a reason for the high temperature of refining? Is there a difference between the two? It is still the same speed of one spirit crystal bead a day, 1,800 is 1,800 days!

Even if he cultivated to the ninth order, would he be able to deal with those spiders on the stone wall? Lin Hai didn't have that confidence yet.

The only way is to think of a way to attack, maybe fire can solve those spiders.....

Liuhuafang, Lingyuan, Gaoge.

Pingli is like an old monk in a fixed place, and his expression is indifferent.

Qiao Guqian stopped and walked in the house, sat down and stood up, looked out of the house from time to time, his soul was not guarded, and his mouth kept chattering: "It's been half a year...... It's been more than half a year......"

Pingli didn't hear from his ears and didn't give the slightest reaction.

It has been more than half a year since Lin Hai left Liuhuafang, which made Qiao Guqian very worried, not to mention the importance he valued Lin Hai, but more importantly, the changes that Lin Hai might bring to him.

After wandering around for a long time, Qiao Guqian sat back on the chair, thinking about how to find Lin Hai, but he just sat down for a while, and suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, he got up and walked out.

Returning to the deacon's hall, Qiao Guqian suddenly felt that his thoughts were a little impulsive.

As the director of the Deacon Hall and the elder of Liuhua Fang, is it really feasible for him to issue a task in the Mission Hall of the Deacon Hall in such an capacity just to recruit a buddy?

Such a result will bring him endless troubles, and even make people have to think deeply.

Slowly sat back in the chair, rubbed his face with a headache, and his impatient mood had to slow down, things had to be done slowly, and he couldn't mess up first.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Qiao Guqian still made the decision to find Lin Hai, but he converted the open search into a secret visit......

The flames are raging, and the heat is still being released.

Again and again, it has been dissolved into Lin Hai's means of responding to the enemy, hidden in the hole.

Gazing at the beating of the flames, inadvertently affecting the trend of the aura in the meridians and the activity of the acupoints.

Gradually, the flames formed patterns in Lin Hai's eyes, which were the trajectory of each exercise, and a step in the condensation of the mana of the evolution of the aura.

Lin Hai's originally incomplete exercises were extended at this moment, and the originally obscure words seemed to have been annotated, and the operation of the exercises was smoothed a little.

Suddenly, the flames intensified and the temperature rose suddenly.

Lin Hai immediately accelerated the operation of the exercises, dissolving the high temperature of the invasion.

Wisps of red mist penetrated deep into the skin, menacing, and Lin Hai was desperately running the exercises, but there was no time to resolve them.

A large amount of red mist seeped into the skin, filling the meridians and acupoints, pouring into the source of the law, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Hai's body was all filled with red mist.

Lin Hai's mana was blocked, his aura was blocked, his body couldn't move, his spiritual power couldn't operate, he could only watch and suffer hard.

At this time, the source of the law was already steaming, and after the red mist fused, the aura and the mist fused with each other, instantly producing a volcanic eruption.

The two kinds of mist and aura are constantly fused, constantly steaming, and constantly expanding, and the source of the law is misty, and even Lin Hai, who is the master, can't see it clearly.

The churning of the Fa Source lasted for more than half an hour, and gradually regained its calm, and a stream of red silk threads escaped from the Fa Yuan, passing through the meridians and acupoints, disintegrating all the original different colors, and finally came to the abdominal cavity.

The long silk thread, wound in circles, was wound into a ball of thread, and suddenly, there was a slowly burning fireball.

At this time, Lin Hai also recovered and hurriedly cast a spell to investigate.

All the way down, I saw the soybean-sized flame in the abdominal cavity, slowly burning.

I looked around the flames, but found that there was no damage at all, as if the flames were illusory and ornamental.

Lin Hai searched all the way along the meridians, acupoints until the source of the law, the meridians were very normal, there was no damage at all, there was no discoloration in the source of the law and the acupoints, and the aura was pure like a mist swirling and filling.

Retracting the mana, Lin Hai pondered what was going on?

At this moment, a voice came into Lin Hai's ears: You remember with your heart, don't forget...... Brahma walks in the heavens, smells twenty-four degrees, returns to ten directions, holds his breath and rubs his hands hot......

The full text is three hundred and twenty words, and it actually contains the seventy-six of each of them that Qiao Guqian passed on to him, doesn't that mean that this exercise is complete?

"Collect your mind, remember deeply!" the voice came into Lin Hai's ears again.

Lin Hai also knew the severity, and when it was time to get to the bottom of it, he immediately collected his mind and memorized the three hundred and twenty words seriously......

Liuhuafang, the deacon's hall.

Jiang Bokang bowed his head and walked into the deacon's hall and knocked on Qiao Guqian's door.

"Come in!" Qiao Guqian's voice came from inside.

Push the door in, close the door casually, and bow: "Meet the elders." ”

"Hmm. Qiao Guqian hummed, but he didn't speak, but stared at Jiang Bokang coldly.

Feeling Qiao Guqian's gaze, Jiang Bokang's waist lowered, and he spoke up again: "I don't know what the elders call to order?"

Qiao Guqian was still speechless, just staring at him in a daze.

Jiang Bokang's waist was lower, cold sweat broke out on his back, and beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.

After a long time, the beads of sweat on Jiang Bokang's forehead fell to the ground, Qiao Guqian's eyes were full of disdain, and he said coldly: "Where is Qi Min?"

Qi Min, a colleague of Jiang Bokang and a fellow of the Deacon's Palace, has been missing for three years, and Qi Min also has some ulterior relationships with Jiang Bokang.

Three years ago, the two of them accepted the mission to go together, but only Jiang Bokang, who was seriously injured, came back.

According to Jiang Bokang's own account, it was they who encountered a strong enemy, Qi Min was killed, and he himself struggled to break through.

It's a pity that this is not the case, and the fact is only known to him and the dead Qi Min, who would have thought that Qiao Guqian would suddenly ask this question at this time?

Jiang Bokang bowed his head and bent over, and replied, "Elder Hui, Qi Min has fallen, and there are no bones left. ”

"Really?" Qiao Guqian's voice was cold, without any fluctuations, and said indifferently: "Are you sure what you said?"

Jiang Bokang's posture didn't understand, and replied: "Yes, the subordinates are sure." ”

Qiao Guqian: "You think about it clearly, and then answer after thinking clearly...... This seat gives you a chance, and if you miss it, you won't have it again. ”

When Jiang Bokang heard this, he couldn't bear the pressure from Qiao Guqian anymore, and 'Pout' knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed, and begged for mercy repeatedly: "The elder spares his life, begs the elder's subordinates to be merciful, and begs the elder to spare his life......"

Qiao Guqian looked at Jiang Bokang, who was kowtowing on the ground and begging for mercy, and said indifferently: "Go, rush to Chiyan Beach within five days and bring Hua Yuan with you." ”

When Jiang Bokang heard this, it was like a fairy sound descending, and he kowtowed several times before kneeling and exiting the deacon's hall.

He didn't ask Qiao Guqian what he wanted to arrange for him to do, and he wouldn't inquire, he only knew that he could still live if everything was done, and if he was a little dissatisfied, his head would fall to the ground immediately.

As soon as he went out, he stretched out his hand to wipe the dust off his face, hurriedly rushed to the courtyard where the guy lived, summoned Hua Yuan, and the two hurriedly went down the mountain, got on the horse, and went straight to Chiyan Beach...... Degree of literature