In the following days, Wang Le devoted himself to two things, on the one hand, to observe the wind and grass of the sect, and on the other hand, he concentrated on doing the most important thing at the moment.

Only then did Wang Le have time to inspect the loot obtained from going to Leping Mountain.

There are more than 20 storage bags, large and small, and there are about 1,200 spirit stones in them, a number of pills, a number of magic weapons, and a few refining materials have several magical powers, which is all the harvest.

Some of the pills are Qi Refining Pill and Pei Yuan Dan, which can be used to improve Wang Le's current cultivation speed, but most of the magic weapons are useless to Wang Le, he is not walking hand-to-hand combat, which is not suitable for his current use, Wang Le thought about it, so he decided to refine these magic weapons, and then decompose the useful materials inside for backup.

As a result, more than ten kinds of magic weapons were used by Wang Le to decompose, and more than ten refined iron and more than three hundred low-grade spirit stones were obtained.

As for the rest of the supernatural powers, Wang Le only kept what he needed to use, and put the rest away and threw it into another C-level storage bag so that it could be sold or used for other purposes in the future.

After dealing with these trophies, Wang Le turned his head and threw himself into the next job.

Busy, time is in a hurry, and it is a month and a half in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Wang Le walked out of the secret room opened by himself, and his brows were furrowed into Sichuan characters, Wang Le rarely had this kind of expression, unless he really encountered something more troublesome.

Because Wang Le felt that his cultivation seemed to have improved too quickly, which was a bit unexpected to him, if it wasn't for his deliberate suppression, Wang Le was afraid that his cultivation would have reached the standard of the peak of the Qi Refining Period.

According to Wang Le's own plans and plans, Wang Le will try his best to suppress each stage of cultivation, after all, the Qi refining stage is the foundation for cultivating immortals, and the better each stage is consolidated, the more beneficial it will be for future cultivation.

Therefore, every time Wang Le reaches a stage, he will suppress his own realm, until the realm is full and can no longer be suppressed, and then he will enter the next stage.

What Wang Le is afraid of is that the catastrophe will come too soon, and he is not ready at the moment.

Ordinary monks' cultivation is not a heavenly tribulation, usually to the twelfth layer of qi refining, gathering the spiritual energy in the body to break through the shackles will enter the next realm, unless it is those who are gifted, or like Wang Le, who suppress the realm cultivators in order to consolidate the foundation, there will be a heavenly tribulation.

So this is a two-choice topic, either for the sake of temporary peace and ignore the foundation and go to practice smoothly, or in order to consolidate the foundation and suppress the cultivation until it is full, it will usher in a heavenly calamity.

Wang Le chose the second path, but now even if he suppresses his cultivation, his realm is still beyond Tai's prediction, according to the current progress of cultivation, I am afraid that in three to five years, his cultivation will step into the twelfth layer of qi refining, and the twelfth layer of qi refining will sense the existence of the heavenly tribulation, and the heavenly tribulation will be ushered in.

It's just that Wang Le's current preparations are still not sufficient.

The magic weapon materials for the tribulation have not yet been collected, the pills and formations required have not been prepared, and the place for the tribulation has not yet been finalized.

"Looks like we're going to have to speed up the pace of these things. ”

"Finding the remaining materials for refining the Tribulation Weapon, as well as the refining of Tsukidan, should also be put on the agenda as soon as possible. Wang Le lay on the Taishi's chair and wrote down these things one by one.

Thinking about it, Wang Le looked towards the outside of the cave, but through the door, Wang Le could be clear about the situation outside, and his divine sense was fixed in one of the directions, Wang Le got up and came to the other side of the cave, where he opened a secret door, and jumped out.

Duan Si was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and at this time, he was hiding in the shadows, but his eyes were looking directly at a cave on the opposite side.

This is the task he has been given to monitor the movements of the people in the cave house.

Duan Si hadn't left for seven days, and he had done his duty during these seven days, but the master in the cave mansion opposite had never come out.

Duan Si took out a booklet from the storage bag and opened it, which contained the basic information of the people in the cave house, Duan Si took out a pen and recorded the information he observed today.

Today's observation record: Senior Brother Wang Le has not walked out of the cave, no one came to visit today, personal analysis, Senior Brother Wang Le may have no friends in the inner door, Xu is because of his bad personality, resulting in no social circle......

Duan Si wrote like this, and suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and then before he could scream, there was a violent impact on Duan Si's head, and Duan Si immediately fainted

Wang Le looked at the person who was packed in the sack in his hand, threw the brick in his hand to the side, picked up the sack and walked back to the cave along the path.

Back in the cave, Wang Le untied the sack, lifted Duan Si out from inside, threw the person into the basement that he had carved out under the cave, and then ignored it and turned around and devoted himself to cultivation.

Groggy, Duan Si got up from the darkness, his head dizzy.

"Where is this?" Duan Si looked around, but there was only darkness, he casually took out the storage bag on his waist, but found that there was nothing there, and even Duan Si found that he was actually stripped naked.

Duan Si was stunned for a moment, pinching the trick in his hand, wanting to pinch out a flame technique, but what made him unbelievable was that the spiritual power in his body did not fluctuate in the slightest, could it be that his spell was sealed?

Duan Si suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart, he raised his head and looked around, and shouted loudly.

"Is there anyone, who is it, come and save me......"

However, no one responded to him......

......

On this day, Wang Le walked out of the secret room, holding a stack of rune paper in his left hand and a rune pen in his right hand.

This rune pen is called Jinlu Pen, which is a rune pen refined by Wang Le from the backbone of a rock demon beast, and is specially used to draw talismans.

I wanted to find a time to go out to find the materials used to make the nib, but Wang Le found that in the storage bag he obtained from Lepingshan, there were actually things suitable for making the nib, which saved Wang Le from going out.

As soon as he finished refining the gold recording pen today, Wang Le couldn't wait to try its effect.

It's just that as soon as Wang Le came to the hall, he faintly heard Duan Si's cries for help from his feet, Wang Le pinched the trick, threw out a soundproof array casually, and then lay on the rocking chair and drew it intently.

Making a charm is a slow and painstaking task, requiring a lot of attention and the materials used.

The first is the rune pen, which is naturally the more expensive the material, the better.

The materials used in rune paper are naturally the more expensive the better.

The ink needed to draw the spell also needs to be refined from special materials.

Only these, it may not be possible to refine a spell, and even if it can be drawn into a charm, the success rate may not be too high, but it is very low.

In the process of drawing a talisman, the talisman head, the talisman gall, the talisman foot, and none of the procedures are extremely important, except for a little error, it may lead to the failure of the process.

And only these, the success rate is still very low, in the drawing, the most important thing is the control of spiritual power, which is directly related to the success rate of the spell, and the higher the level of the spell, the more complex, the lower the success rate.

At present, Wang Le has upgraded the tools for drawing spells in his hands, and if the success rate before the upgrade is calculated, the success rate of drawing a low-level ice spell is about 90%.

Wang Le came to the desk and took out the talisman pen and began to draw, the whole process was concentrated, although the appearance was ordinary, but there was an ordinary handsomeness.

After more than ten seconds, a cold ice spell was drawn, Wang Le took it in his hand and carefully observed it a little, from all angles, the amusement was closer to perfection than before.

"Gotta find a chance to test the power of this spell. Wang Le touched his chin and pondered, and after a while, he continued to bow his head and draw talismans.

In the blink of an eye, time flies, and three days have passed.

......

Duan Si's heart was gradually replaced by fear.

He screamed for days without getting any response.

Unable to see with his eyes, unable to cast spells on his body, and being stripped of his body, Duan Si's heart has gradually collapsed in the past three days.

He was convinced that he had been caught, and that he had been locked up in a mysterious place, which seemed to be a secret room, which was not large, and there was no place to go out.

But who arrested him?

With whom does he have an enmity?

Even if there is a feud, why didn't you come to interrogate him after arresting him?

He didn't remember who he had an enmity with, if it wasn't his enemy, could it be an enemy of the sect? If he was arrested, what about the other senior brothers? Will the elders of the sect come to save him?

For a moment, Duan Si curled up in the corner and thought nonsense.

"Could it be Wang Le's own arrest?"

"Why did he arrest himself?"

"Isn't he afraid that the sect will know about it and condemn him if he does this?"

"Could it be that I am dreaming?"

In the endless darkness, Duan Si's heart became more and more frightened.

On this day, the door of the secret room was suddenly opened, and a ray of light came in to meet the open door.

Duan Si raised his hand to block the light, making his somewhat stinging eyes feel better, and then he saw a figure walk in.

"Who are you?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Why do you want to arrest me, let me out!"

It's just that the person who came didn't give him any response, the person came directly to the front and grabbed his chin and squeezed it hard, Duan Si's mouth was opened, and the person directly took out a black pill for him to swallow.

"You...... You ......"

Then the light, Duan Si finally saw clearly that the person who was coming was actually him!

Wang Le!