Qian Yang's five-layer labyrinth was not in vain, he not only gained a pair of minus seven leggings, but also a pair of minus six boots, and a minus five breastplate.

In addition to these, he also obtained several pills, some of which were used to restore a small amount of spiritual power, some to treat injuries, and even one that could increase the strength of half of the spiritual power in a short period of time.

Qian Yang cherished and hid these pills in the identity card on his waist, don't look at the low level of these pills, and the effect is pitiful. Compared to those few pieces of equipment that can be used and lost, these pills are a reliable basis for being able to walk a few more layers in the maze.

In addition to equipment and pills, Qian Yang's harvest was only more than thirty copper coins. Treasure chests don't produce copper coins, and the bouncing rabbit occasionally drops one or two, but the odds are really pitiful. Most of Qian Yang's copper coins were dug out of the corners of the labyrinth. The copper coins in the labyrinth are good things, and Qian Yang definitely doesn't want to go to the tenth layer of the labyrinth with only more than 30 copper coins.

Qian Yang's spare eyes caught a glimpse of a large piece of wall next to him that was a little dull, but he pretended not to see it at all, but found a loose piece of masonry in the corner of the wall, took out four copper coins from it with concentration, put them away with joy on his face, and then continued walking.

He wandered through the fifth labyrinth, seemingly looking for an entrance, but in fact his eyes never took his eye off the broken masonry in the corner.

After turning around for most of the day, Qian Yang finally scraped together more than sixty copper coins, and then pretended to inadvertently turn back to the unusual-colored wall just now.

"Huh, is this it?" Qian Yang had an ignorant expression that he didn't remember coming here at all, and with enough spiritual power, he smashed a big hole in the wall with one punch.

Qian Yang put his head out of the hole, looked at it carefully, then retracted his head, punched and kicked out a big hole in the wall that was enough for him to pass, and then hurriedly drilled into it.

That's right, this is the secret room on the fifth floor. It is said to be a secret room, but it is actually a square room that cannot be smaller. In the middle of the room, a large wooden chest was placed. Qian Yang ran to the front with a smile on his face, opened the lid of the box, took out a red headscarf from it, and tied it directly to his forehead.

"The hat of minus three! not bad!" Qian Yang has never practiced the iron-headed skill, and he has not talked about it in the basic physical arts, but as a simple armor, the number of minus three is enough for Qian Yang to be satisfied.

With a headscarf, Qian Yang used all his strength to push the big wooden box to the corner in one go. A light door suddenly appeared on the ground in the middle of the chamber. Seeing the light gate appear, Qian Yang jumped down without hesitation, and after a trance, what came into his eyes was a green onion.

"I think that kid is so awkward wearing our headscarf for moving the mountain gate!" A certain big man in Zhongzhou had a face full of anger, and his two hands kept rubbing @, looking like he was about to do something if he didn't agree with him.

As the only sect of physical cultivation to participate in this selection, Yishanmen's eyes are mainly focused on those disciples who have chosen boxing gloves as their initial weapons, and the development path of these disciples who hold boxing gloves is actually designed by Yishanmen.

Qian Yang's initial basic physical skills were provided by the Yishan Gate, and those equipment with negative attributes were also set up according to the requirements of the Yishan Gate, and the style of the red turban he had just obtained was converted according to the standard equipment of the Yishan Gate.

In today's cultivation world, the development of physical cultivation is not prosperous, and specifically in this trial, there are only seven or eight people who choose boxing gloves. And this time, there were more than ten people who came to the Yishan Gate to observe the performance of the trial disciples, so even if Qian Yang was no longer welcome, his performance completely fell in the eyes of the disciples of the Yishan Gate.

Qian Yang's performance after getting the basic body is barely decent, but in the eyes of professional body cultivators like Yishanmen, it is really bad and can't be worse. What level are these people? They could see at a glance that Qian Yang's battle relied entirely on the standard punch route provided by the skill Yu Jian, and there was not any trace of his own perception mixed in it. As for the bouncing rabbit, he simply relied on the effect of the jade slip and the overwhelming cultivation to crush it, and did not show any talent for physical cultivation.

Objectively speaking, in the eyes of the monk of Yishanmen, Qian Yang's only bright spot is his unusual familiarity with this labyrinth. He could easily turn over the things hidden in the corners, and even the secret of the secret room light door that few people knew couldn't help him.

But then again, is that how the light gate is used? It gives you a chance to jump forward, and you waste it on the fifth floor? What do those garbage rabbits on the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth floors have to jump? Do you have all the flour in your head?

The Yishanmen monks had already scoffed at Qian Yang's clumsy combat performance, and this disdain reached its peak when Qian Yang used the Light Gate. For a moment, they only felt that the red turban of their sect was tied on the head of such an unknown thing, which was simply an insult. ，

Of course, Qian Yang knew what impression his performance would give people, and from the moment he chose the gloves, he had already set the tone for himself in this scene. However, this scene has just begun, thanks to Lao Lintou, let Qian Yang clearly know that there are still some important audiences who have not yet arrived.

How to take advantage of the difference in the live broadcast signals of the two groups of viewers to make them have different impressions of themselves is Qianyang's biggest challenge.

Qian Yang walked among the half-human-high grass, the clear fragrance through his nose to the top of his head. The aura of the tenth layer of the cave was completely different from the gray and oppressive of the labyrinth of the first nine layers, and an indescribable sense of reality penetrated Qian Yang's body from all corners of the grassland.

"Is this the air in Zhongzhou? It's so good!" Qian Yang exclaimed, his face full of yearning.

The admiration did not delay the trip, even if he was slowed down a little by the boots of minus six, Qian Yang still galloped towards the center of the grassland, and saw the fat rabbit with eyes as big as the sun as promised.

Qian Yang wasn't the first person to arrive here, he wasted too much time on the first floor, and the process of finding the entrance after that wasn't smooth, so even if he put his ultimate, it wasn't an accident that he was still driven to the front.

At the same time that Qian Yang saw the rabbit, he also saw a middle-aged monk not far away. As for the definition of the word "middle-aged"? Qian Yang has always felt that all those who look older than him are middle-aged!

The middle-aged man had already seen Qian Yang and waved at him from afar.

Qian Yang frowned, but still slowed down his pace and walked to the middle-aged man to see what the senior brother was going to say.

"It's coming, it's coming!" a soft voice let out an excited cheer: "Eh, Tang Daoyou, this is your disciple of the Qingling Sect, right?"

"Cough!" Tang Qingyuan coughed dryly, he was really embarrassed to answer the handsome or not, but he turned to introduce: "This is Qian Yang, and I talked to Jiang Daoyou yesterday." ”

"Ah, is he, twenty-eight years old, the one who has been cultivating for thirteen years?" Deacon Jiang looked at Tang Qingyuan.

"Well, it's him! He's moving fast!" Tang Qingyuan nodded.

Deacon Jiang looked at the light curtain carefully: "This qualification is really worse, and he is older, so it doesn't seem to be so handsome when I look closely......

"Hehe!" Tang Dazhang was speechless.

Qian Yang put on a cold expression and looked directly at the middle-aged man without saying a word.

The middle-aged man looked at the momentum of the green-robed man in front of him, and suddenly felt a cold air rushing to the top door. After looking at it carefully, he immediately recognized that this was the disciple of the Qingling Sect who was invincible outside just now, and when he thought that even the foundation building disciples of the Qingling Sect respected him, his confidence immediately weakened by three points:

"This senior brother, the guards of the integer level are not easy to deal with, I didn't dare to attack rashly when I came here just now, and I plan to wait for a few colleagues to arrive here before making a move together. ”

Qian Yang frowned and didn't answer.

The middle-aged man continued: "This is the second time I've come to this sword cave, and I also have some experience on how to deal with this rabbit, why don't we wait for three or two more colleagues, and then discuss tactics in a unified manner, what do you think, senior brother?"

Qian Yang's breathing became heavy, and his face showed a trace of disdain at the right time, obviously feeling bored with the middle-aged man.

"Where is there so much nonsense, fighting a broken rabbit is still a tactic? If you don't dare to go up, just go and squat on the side, and I don't expect you to help you anyway!"

Qian Yang offended people to death as soon as he exited, leaving no mercy at all.

The middle-aged man stayed there on the spot, choked so much that he couldn't say a word, and said in his heart, why is this person like this? The guards of the integer level have to work together to get by, who like you wants to take you to play? When you get to the back, who is willing to cooperate with you?

Qian Yang secretly said sorry in his heart, the middle-aged man's role in this play is a trick, in order to have no urine spots in the whole play, Qian Yang really can't care about the trick's mental activities.

So Qian Yang didn't look at the middle-aged man, and went directly to the fat rabbit to kill him.

The shaking of the run soon alarmed the rabbit, which was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but a rabbit known as the king of rabbits, and when it saw a little monk stunned, he rushed at it, and immediately felt that his identity had been insulted. The two fat hind legs kicked hard, and the two front hooves were tightly together, straight to Qian Yang's lower abdomen like arrows off the string.

Qian Yang felt the demon wind brought by the rabbit, and immediately felt bad. He clearly knew that the cultivation level of this fat rabbit was the late stage of the first order, that is to say, it was on par with him, and this rabbit had a small weight of one ton, coupled with a flexible body, coupled with a rare boss template, it was really not something he could deal with with wearing this negative attribute equipment.

But if you can't deal with it, you have to fight! Character determines fate, and stunned young people deserve to be abused by rabbits!