Time was rushing, and soon another month passed.

During this month, Yang Lin and Tong Zi did not go anywhere, and they have been moving around the hill where the small waterhole is located.

After a month of treatment, the injuries in Yang Lin's body have also been healed, of course, in this month, healing is only one of them, every day in addition to healing, Yang Lin spends most of his time in the small pool absorbing the mysterious pure airflow.

What made Yang Lin overjoyed was that after a month of continuous absorption, the true qi in his body had become much stronger, and his strength had improved by one line than before, and this result suddenly made the boy envious.

You must know that unlike Yang Lin, who can use the small waterhole indefinitely, the boy can only go down three times a day, and with such a few times, his skill can be imagined and has not improved much, so he is extremely envious of Yang Lin in his heart.

But although he was very envious, but the boy no longer dared to have any objections, before he had a hot head and collided with Yang Lin, which almost made him suffer, after this experience, the boy was much more honest, no longer hot-headed, so every time he came out of sight, he left the hunt directly.

And after a month of continuous absorption, the pure airflow of the small waterhole has almost been absorbed, Yang Lin estimated, in two days, then this small waterhole will completely lose its miracle effect, and it will really become an ordinary waterhole.

For these, although Yang Lin had expected it a long time ago, but when it came to the end, he still inevitably felt a pity, such a good thing, but it was impossible not to feel pain.

The boy on the side is also reluctant, although he can only occupy a little bit of the benefits of the small pool, but no matter what, he can still get the benefits, once the small pool loses its magical effect, then it means that he does not even have such a little benefit, when he thinks of this, the boy is very depressed.

Next, in the depressed mood of Yang Lin and the boy, two days passed slowly, this day of middle age, when Yang Lin jumped out of the small waterhole again, but he was lost, because he entered the small waterhole this time, but he could not absorb the slightest pure airflow, which shows that the small waterhole has been abandoned, and it has completely become an ordinary waterhole.

The boy next to him saw Yang Lin's ugly face, and suddenly chuckled in his heart, feeling that something was wrong, he hurriedly said: "Young Master Yang, what's wrong with you, why is your face so ugly." ”

Yang Lin sighed deeply, then shook his head and said, "It's a pity that such a good spiritual spring is so wasted." ”

Hearing this, the boy's face sank, because he had not yet entered the small pool today, and now the small pool was abandoned, which meant that he would not get the slightest benefit.

The boy said dryly: "No, it's so fast, doesn't it mean that it should be able to be used several times?"

Yang Lin spread his hands and said, "It seems that the calculation is wrong." ”

The boy didn't believe it, so he immediately took off his clothes, fluttered and fell into the small pool, and then tried hard to absorb the pure airflow, but this time no matter how hard the boy tried, he never found anything.

After a quarter of an hour, the boy finally gave up, jumped out of the pool in despair, and then lazily fell to the ground in a large shape, looking loveless.

When Yang Lin saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little funny, he could let it go, anyway, he had already taken advantage of it, although he felt a pity, but he quickly figured it out and stopped drilling the horns.

But the boy obviously does not have this awareness, he really feels a pity at this time, the boy believes that if he continues to absorb it like this for many years, then sooner or later he will improve his skills, and it is not a problem to become a peerless master, and when the time comes, it is not a matter of minutes to kill his mother.

I have to say that this idea is really infinitely beautiful, but the reality is often cruel, and this whimsical idea of the boy is destined to not be realized.

Yang Lin didn't bother the boy either, he meditated quietly on the side, slowly stabilizing the true qi that had grown during this time.

After that, Yang Lin and the boy stayed in this small mountain bag for three more days, and then finally set off to leave here.

Before leaving, the boy's eyes have been staring at the small waterhole tightly, very reluctant, this scene made Yang Lin shake his head, three days have passed, but the boy has not recovered from the abandonment of the small waterhole, which really makes Yang Lin feel very speechless.

At that moment, Yang Lin slapped the boy's head hard, and said angrily: Have you seen enough, if you have seen enough, then hurry up, don't delay me by procrastinating.

Yang Lin hit very hard this time, making the boy scream miserably, then covered his head and glared at Yang Lin, and said angrily: Yang Gongzi, we don't move our mouths, if you have anything to say, why do you want to beat me.

Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "You are still reasonable, you have been procrastinating for time, if you don't wake you up, God knows how long you will procrastinate, don't talk nonsense now, hurry up and set off on the road." ”

After speaking, Yang Lin no longer paid attention to the boy, and turned around and left.

The boy behind glared at Yang Lin fiercely, and then after he took one last look at the small pool, he also followed Yang Lin's pace.

After walking for an hour, the boy finally returned to normal, and he asked, "Young Master Yang, how long do you think it will take us to find the location of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley this time?"

Yang Lin said lightly: "How do I know, I am a blind man like you, looking for a way, now I can only try my luck, I hope that this time we can have a little luck, and arrive in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons smoothly." ”

The boy said suspiciously: "Young Master Yang, you said that Hong Zhenwu pointed out the route to the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons before us, would it be to deceive us?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Lin's body couldn't help but be stunned, and then he said uncertainly: "Probably not, our malice was not revealed at that time, and Hong Zhenwu likes you very much, so I don't think he will lie to us." ”

The boy said noncommittally: "It's hard to say this, you must know that people's hearts are unpredictable, and the ghost knows if Hong Zhenwu was inconsistent at that time, anyway, I am very suspicious of Hong Zhenwu's words." ”

Yang Lin's face became gloomy, and he stood in place and thought for a while before he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter, now we can only gamble, we will follow the route pointed out by Hong Zhenwu before." ”

The boy said: "Young Master Yang, this is what you said, if you end up going the wrong way, don't blame me." ”

Yang Lin snorted coldly, did not reply, and strode forward directly.

The boy behind him held his mouth and slowly followed.

(End of chapter)