It was already midnight, a silver snake-like lightning suddenly pierced the night sky with dark clouds, and then a deafening thunder exploded, as if it broke the Tianhe, and the downpour poured down like a waterfall, washing away the heat that had been accumulated in the gourd valley for many days.

Across the mountain stream, in the living room of Wang Zhengyan's residence.

At the top of the lamppost in the corner of the wall, a fist-sized round strange stone emitted a white halo, reflecting the faces of Wang Zhengyan, Cong Li, and Zhang Sihai in a miserable white.

"It seems that with a few of us, it is impossible to think of it. Zhang Sihai sighed.

On the table, there were Tan Yang's small wooden boxes and Luoyun Ling. Wang Zhengyan and the three of them have been studying since dinner, racking their brains and trying all kinds of methods, but they still haven't been able to open the mysterious little wooden box.

After all, Wang Zhengyan is in the realm of the Imperial Spirit, and he has some knowledge, so he said: "Looking at the texture of this wooden box, it seems to be a lock spirit wood. It is said that this kind of spiritual wood is only produced in the Lancang Mountain Range, where the Wanhua Valley of the Southern Wilderness is located, which can prevent the leakage of spiritual power, and the output is extremely rare, and it is a priceless refining material. But the strange thing is that there is no way that the lock spirit wood should be so hard, what the hell is this?"

Cong Li said: "I can be willing to use the lock spirit wood to make a box, and it must contain a genius earth treasure level elixir." This kid's family surnamed Tan are all ordinary mortals, how could they get such a treasure?"

Zhang Sihai said: "Forget it, let's not bother, arrest Tan Yang again tomorrow and ask what's going on." ”

"Pig brain!" Wang Zhengyan reprimanded, "Even we can't open it, what can a little kid who isn't even a second-layer refining body know about anything?"

"Maybe this kid has a way to open this little wooden box. Cong Li reminded, "His cultivation speed suddenly accelerated, didn't he eat the elixir in this wooden box......?"

"Not necessarily, there is another possibility here, that is, Tan Yang did not open the small wooden box and did not take medicine. Zhang Sihai was scolded for the pig's brain, and said unconvinced, "Don't forget, legend has it that in addition to the five elements innate spirit source, there is also a hidden innate spirit source, which cannot be detected by the spirit measuring ball, maybe Tan Yang has this kind of hidden spirit source." ”

"Impossible!" Cong Li said resolutely, "A person with a hidden innate spiritual source is more difficult to find than a person with a complete spiritual source of the five elements, how can a mortal boy with a narrow ravine have this kind of spiritual source?"

"Don't fight. Wang Zhengyan pondered for a moment and muttered: "What you said has some truth. In this way, the recipe of the seven-step reversal has been obtained, and the task of the sect master has been successfully completed, and in a few days I will go out of the mountain with the flying boat transporting ore, and take the opportunity to ask the sect master to find a few masters to try to open this small box again. If it really doesn't work, find another excuse to arrest Tan Yang and torture him. ”

"Uncle Shi, it seems inappropriate to do this, it is better to torture Tan Yang first. Cong Li objected, "In case there is really any natural treasure here, once the sect master knows, let alone our brothers, you may not be able to keep it." ”

Just when the three of them were pregnant with ghosts, suddenly, a dazzling lightning bolt crossed outside the house, and with a thunderclap that cracked the sky, the door of the house was blown open by the wind, and countless rain lines drifted in instantly.

"This ghost weather!" Zhang Sihai stood up scoldingly, ready to close the door, but just after walking two steps, his body suddenly weakened, and he collapsed on the ground inexplicably!

"Oh no!

Wang Zhengyan's cold hair stood on end, with his cultivation in the realm of the Imperial Spirit, not a single grass or tree within a radius of several hundred zhang could escape his divine sense, but at the moment, he couldn't sense anything abnormal.

"Master Zhang, what's wrong with you?" In order to strengthen his courage, Wang Zhengyan shouted loudly, but he was horrified to find that his voice was muffled in his heart and could not be pronounced at all, and then his eyes began to bloom, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Almost at the same time, Cong Li's eyes widened in horror, and he lay on the table, unconscious.

Another flash of lightning, and a masked man in black appeared in the doorway out of thin air, silent, like a ghost.

The masked man in black calmly walked into the house, and closed the door unhurriedly, so strong that he didn't even get a rain star wet all over his body.

The man in black walked to the table, picked up the small wooden box, and said to himself while carefully measuring it: "Lock Spirit Wood? It's a bit interesting, I can't even probe my divine sense, what kind of good things are hidden in this?"

As he spoke, the man in black stretched out his left index finger, and a dazzling light shot out from his fingertips, hitting the wooden box, and after a few breaths, the small wooden box did not change at all, and it was safe and sound.

"Hehe, it's a little interesting, it seems that this trip was not in vain. ”

The man in black put away the small wooden box and the falling cloud order on the table, turned around and walked out, and carefully closed the door before leaving, calmly as if he was entering and exiting his own house.

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About an hour later, with a creak, Wang Zhengyan's door was pushed open again.

This time, however, the door was pushed open cautiously, opening only a small slit and revealing a pair of wary eyes.

After peeking for a while, a thin figure squeezed in through the crack in the door, closed the door, turned around and clasped his fists in salute, and whispered: "Disciple Tan Yang, meet Uncle Shi, meet the two senior brothers." ”

The person who came was Tan Yang, he came quietly all the way from his residence, and his whole body had already been drenched in soup, but fortunately, the sky was beautiful, and he didn't even touch a patrolling mine guard along the way, and it seemed that he had taken shelter from the rain. The original carefully prepared plans on how to make a detour, how to evade the guards, etc., were useless.

Before he walked to the courtyard where Wang Zhengyan lived, he saw that it was brightly lit from a distance, Tan Yang secretly complained, it was already midnight, but he didn't expect this old bastard to sleep so late.

I have seen it from "The Chronicles of the Great Chu Immortals", and the immortal cultivators have a method called divine sense induction and exploration, which is extremely sensitive, and the higher the cultivation, the higher the coverage and detection accuracy of the divine sense. Tan Yang didn't dare to determine the distance of Wang Zhengyan's divine sense, so he didn't dare to continue to move forward, and found a forest to hide from a distance, preparing to wait for Wang Zhengyan to sleep before making a move.

The wind and rain are like a sudden, the pouring rain makes people almost unable to open their eyes, the night is so dark that they can't see their fingers, only when a lightning bolt breaks through the night sky, can you vaguely see the branches and leaves of the trees swaying wildly in the wind and rain, countless bead-like rain lines are blown by the wind and flutter, and the whole gourd valley trembles under the obscenity of heaven and earth.

A whole hour has passed, and it has reached the beginning of the ugly end, all the lights on the hillside have been extinguished, but Wang Zhengyan's house is still tenaciously lit, so anxious that Tan Yang is like an ant on a hot pot.

"I can't wait any longer, go over and take a look, if I am found by the old bastard, I can use the excuse that Shen Mazi is dying of an injury, so I specially braved the rain to ask him to come over for treatment, and it is estimated that I can get through the trick. ”

Having made up his mind, Tan Yang mustered up his courage and quietly touched forward in the wind and rain.

As the destination got closer and closer, Tan Yang's heart became more and more nervous, and even in the noisy wind and rain, he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

After hesitating for a moment, he quietly pushed open the courtyard door, but there was no response.

Tan Yang sorted out the lines to be said later, walked towards the door of the room with the lights on step by step, listened quietly for a while, and there was no movement in the room at all, so he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to push towards the door.

The door was not closed, Ying Sheng was pushed open a gap, lying on the crack of the door and looking in, only to see Zhang Sihai lying on the ground, Wang Zhengyan and Cong Li were lying on the table, Tan Yang's first reaction was, "Are these three people drunk?"

Seeing that the three of them did not move, Tan Yang went into the house to pay respects, and a big living person drenched in the house came in, and the three of them still did not react at all.

Tan Yang raised his voice a little and said again: "Disciple Tan Yang, take the liberty to visit Uncle Shi and ask for help if you have something." ”

The three of them still didn't react like dead people, but Tan Yang had already noticed that there were no drinks and dishes on the table except for teapots and bowls, they shouldn't be drunk, could it be that they were struck by lightning?

For the sake of safety, Tan Yang cautiously stepped forward and pushed the three of them one by one, no matter how hard they tried, the three of them were still unconscious like dead pigs, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "No matter how he fainted, this is a godsend!"

Trying his best to suppress his excitement, Tan Yang began to search one by one, and after a while, Wang Zhengyan and Zhang Sihai were only wearing sweatshirts and shorts, and had nothing else; Cong Li had more than fifty spars on his body, and it was estimated that twenty of them were snatched from his own hands; there was also a booklet; five talismans; a small jade bottle and some other miscellaneous items.

Tan Yang was disappointed, and he didn't see the small wooden box he was looking for, the Falling Cloud Order, and the Shadow of the Forbidden God Jade Urn.

After pondering for a while, Tan Yang quickly had an idea, put all the items he found in his arms, and ran to the yard to untie a clothesline.

first tied Zhang Sihai and Wang Zhengyan's hands and feet firmly, and then tied Cong Li into a big zongzi horizontally and vertically, among the three, Tan Yang hated him the most, and was ready to torture the whereabouts of the small wooden box from this bastard's mouth.

After tying up, Tan Yang ran into the bedroom of the inner room again, pulled out the sheets on the bed, tore them apart, first blindfolded the three of them tightly, and crumpled the rest into two balls, plugging the mouths of Wang Zhengyan and Zhang Sihai respectively. However, what was stuffed into Cong Li's mouth was a stinky rag cloth on the mop in the corner, not deliberately, but the lack of sheets.

After carefully checking it again, it was ready, even if the three of them could wake up, it was estimated that there would be nothing they could do.

Tan Yang is extremely proud, this god is enough buddy, not only sent charcoal in the snow to send a timely rain, but also stunned the three bastards with thunder, allowing him to do whatever he wants, no wonder people often say that bad guys will be hit by five thunders from the sky.

He even suddenly had an idea, if he could find the forbidden god jade urn, he would kill these three bastards, take advantage of this storm, take pockmarks and sledgehammers and escape directly out of the gourd valley, such a heavy rain, a trace of footprints and other traces will be washed away, a great opportunity, but I don't know if Mazi's injury can run?

While thinking wildly, he took a breath, and after his breath was even, Tan Yang rolled up his sleeves and began to open his bow left and right and pull out Cong Li's mouth.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang......"

Tan Yang beat the beat in his heart, combining fast and slow, with a clear rhythm and a sharp rhythm, and there were words in his mouth: "This palm is pumped for the dead disciple, this palm is pumped for the pockmark, this palm is pumped for myself, this palm is pumped for your father, this palm is pumped for God......"

Tan Yang pumped so happily that his heart was full of joy, and he saw that his thin face was like a balloon that had been blown up, and it slowly swelled, and it was estimated that his originally big eyes should have narrowed into two slits.

Until his hands were throbbing, Cong Li just snorted a few times, and still didn't wake up.

Tan Yang stopped his hand unsatisfied, and then pulled it down, he had to swell his hand, and after moving his fingers with his hands crossed, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured it on Cong Li's head.

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