The Silly Alchemist

I saw at the bottom, there is actually a circular array. There are three positions in the array, and there are Lingshi. If it is an ordinary Lingshi, Wang Lin will recognize it at a glance. It is unusual, with a hint of red fairy on it, which is the best stone.

However, who is she?

Wang Lin slammed his eyes openly, and he was hesitant in his eyes, but he was immediately replaced. He took a deep breath and took out a white jade from the storage bag.

The mosquitoes and fierce eyes flashed, and the body fell like a meteor. With a bang, it crashed into a house. The huge mouthparts flashed cold and stayed three inches in front of the room.

Silence a little, Wang Lin did not act rashly, but went upstream, just leave.

This scene happened very quickly. After the painting axis absorbed the purple light, it immediately closed up and floated down. Wang Lin grabbed his right hand and took the axis in his hand. He hesitated and did not continue to visit. He quickly rushed out of the water.

With a few silences, he touched the tea marks on his face, and his eyes flashed a bit.

Once, twice, three times!

The two awls simultaneously bombarded the iron plate and wanted to make a common gap.

The cockroaches in the cottage have not gone down in the past six months. Fortunately, there are a lot of surplus food on the mountain, but they can also spend the winter.

"Mosquito, call the middle-aged scribe!" Wang Lin blinked and said.

At the moment of the entrance of Xianyu, a huge Xianli, madly wandering in Wang Lin's body, its potential is like Hong, and Zhen Zhentian. The spiritual powers in his body were immediately washed away, and compared with Xianli, they were really insignificant.

"Seal the skull with three pieces of the best stone, a big hand!" Wang Lin. At a glance, the role of this picture is only one, that is the seal!

Soon, Wang Lin emerged from the surface of the water, and his body leaped away. At the same time, his right hand pressed down. Under the control of gravitation, a large amount of black water with mud was immediately flowing out along the gap.

After the surface of the water, Wang Lin looked confused, holding the drawing axis, sinking a little, slowly opening.

At this moment, the skeleton of the water in the bottom of the law, suddenly bursts of purple awns on the body, especially the part of the cheekbone index finger piercing the ground, purple mans are heavier.

However, at this moment, suddenly, Wang Lin’s storage bag flashed a fierce yellow awn, and a strong force came out from the storage bag. For the first time, Wang Lin’s life encountered the contents of the storage bag. Uncontrolled to automatically break free.

At this moment, Wang Lin's body is like a piece of iron plate. The spiritual power in the body is like a small hammer. The spiritual power in vitro is a big cone.

After a long time, Wang Lin's brow wrinkled. This painting axis has always been unable to penetrate the details. If it is a heavy treasure, why was it only in the hands of a monk in the knot?

His cultivation, in the past three months, with the help of the best Lingshi, returned to the sixth layer of condensation.

"Xianyu... swallowing this thing is tantamount to swallowing poison, but at this moment the body seal and the tea environment are also a kind of poison. It is the fastest way to open the gap!"

With a few silences, Wang Lin put away the drawing axis and glanced at the dungeon and sank.

During these three months, Wang Lin has been motionless and meditatively continually absorbing the spiritual power in the best spiritual stone, so as to accumulate spiritual power in the body, prepare for a bang, open the seal and the artistic conception.

Just listening to a few screams, from Wang Lin’s body, there were a few cracks. Then, the tea marks on his face were one-tenth, and there was a fragmentation, slowly from his face. Fall off.

Wang Lin was pale and his mouth was bleeding, but his eyes were bright.

"Here is the water prison, how did you find out?" Wang Lin asked quietly.

On this day, Wang Lin opened his eyes. His eyes were like electricity. He flashed a storage bag and took out five pieces of the best stone. He placed it around his body.

He sat on the ground with his knees and took a storage bag. Three pieces of the best stone appeared in his hands, placed around his body, and closed his eyes again to meditate.

Wang Lin's body moved, as if the fish swim quickly to the top, the ink behind him, spread quickly, like chasing.

After three times, the thick silt in the dungeon was finally thoroughly cleaned to reveal the inside.

The best stone in the water is almost abandoned, and the spiritual power provided is getting weaker. Although this degree of weakness will take years to reduce, it is impossible to meet Wang Lin's needs at this moment.

At this moment, the tea marks and seals on his face were finally scattered under the bombardment of Xianyu, and there was a gap.

As a result, things became clear. This mountain, fearing that it was countless years ago, was to suppress the bones. Innumerable years, an earthquake shook a gap, making the bones and seeing the sky.

Even in the place where he sat down, in the impact of the Xianli in the same time, there were signs of cracking, spreading rapidly around the surrounding area. Some houses were affected, and immediately collapsed. The wind blows and turns into a fly ash. .

This is a skeleton!

Every time the impact, Wang Lin's body will tremble, but the tea marks on his face are more trembling, and even a fine crack.

"It's no wonder that this place is not a spiritual one, but there is spiritual power in the water." Wang Lin looked at each other and looked at it carefully.

Without saying a word, he immediately closed his eyes again, madly absorbing the spiritual power within the eight pieces of the best spiritual stone. These spiritual forces formed agglutination outside his body. At this moment, he radiated a burst of blue light and a light spirit. The air is involuntarily diffused.

The mosquitoes screamed at once, and when they moved, they rushed out and snarled. The snow of the entire mountain suddenly trembled. Fortunately, there was not much snow and no avalanche.

Every turn, there is a lot of spiritual power to be sucked away.

That person, it is the middle-aged scribe, this person looked at the huge mouthparts in front of him, directly stunned, and fainted.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, his right hand squatted, and the low-order spell gravitational technique that had not been used for a long time was formed in his hand. Under the dial, the mud on the ground was suddenly picked up, and immediately a smell of smell was incorporated into the surrounding water. Ink generally spreads quickly.

Look at it, it should be a woman, her whole cheekbones, nailed to the ground by a black nail in a strange posture.

There was once the experience of devouring Xianyu. This time, the same feeling came from. Wang Lin’s eyes were calm and calm, and he manipulated these fairy forces, madly rushing toward the seal and the tea.

I saw that the mysterious painting axis, which was inadvertently acquired by Wang Lin hundreds of years ago, has been unable to study thoroughly and even cannot be used, and suddenly rushed out of the storage bag.

Gradually, a group of fist-sized purple light quickly condensed out of the cheekbones, and was sucked into the axis of the eye and disappeared.

The three best spirits on the map, the color is a bit gray, obviously has been placed for a few years, is about to be abandoned, but these are not the key to attract Wang Lin's attention, he really for the purpose, It is one of those pictures!

At this moment, the country of Pilu entered the winter, the wind blows and the mountain wind hits the bones.

The sacrum in the dungeon, mysterious, is actually sealed with the best spiritual stone. This life must be a mana, but who is it, seal her here?

At the moment of falling off, a trace of black air floated from there, and it was not condensed at the top of Wang Lin’s head.

At this moment, I saw that the axis of the painting flew out and slowly spread out. In the axis of the painting, it was a black curtain, and the sound of the soul screamed and roared, and it was revealed from the inside.

Wang Lin waved his right hand and signaled that the middle-aged scribe had left. Then his eyes flashed. After sinking a little, he put away his mind and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he concentrated on thinking about how to resume his cultivation.

For a long time, the water gradually became clear, and Wang Lin sank and re-entered the bottom of the dungeon.

In the bursts of bombardment, Wang Lin's face became paler, and the tea print on his face suddenly flashed black and white, and he was so strangely creeping, looking far away, as if the map was turning.

Compared with this sacrum, the drawing axis is more mysterious. What is the purple light?

Wang Lin was a little silent, picked up the fairy jade, and gave birth to a thumb-sized piece, which was contained in the mouth.

The mosquitoes and mouths moved, and the man flew to Wang Lin and threw it to the ground. The middle-aged scribe fell, and immediately awake, pale, his eyes showing the color of fear.

It is only the right index finger of this cheekbone that penetrates deep into the ground.

The battle has turned, the years have passed, and in a blink of an eye, it has been three months. It has been half a year since Wang Lin left Chu.

"Xian...Xianchang, here was just a barren mountain many years ago. Once the dragon was rolling, the mountain was broken and formed such a place. This dungeon also appeared after the earthquake, and it smelled bad, one of the big ones. Look, think it is a good place to shut people, so this is regarded as a dungeon." The middle-aged scribe trembled and said.

At the moment when this jade appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth spirits suddenly became dark, and they actually let go.

I saw a change on the black screen in the drawing axis. At this moment, a change occurred. A purple mark flashed in it. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

Wang Lin’s eyes were condensed, and this painting axis, when it appeared in the same year, let the hunchback old man of the immortal family move it. Afterwards, he analyzed that this thing is definitely coming.

As he gained more and more spiritual power in his body, Wang Lin gave a low voice and immediately turned the body's spiritual power equivalent to the sixth layer of the condensate period, and immediately ran open, moving at the same time with the enormous spiritual power outside the body, hitting the body. .

The humerus immediately shattered, collapsed, and turned into a black ash, but it was strangely insoluble in the water, but spread over the bottom of the dungeon.

However, it was so embarrassing that everyone in the cottage was immediately alarmed and secretly complained that they did not dare to go out.

Mosquitoes are always guarded by Wang Lin, sometimes murderously looking far away, where is the direction of Chu, it misses the Thunder frog, don't look at it and the Ray Frog is often tit-for-tat, but this time is not seen, but it is missing It’s up.

Wang Lin looked up at the mountain peak. There were indeed some traces of the break on the mountain that were covered by the years. Obviously, this person did not lie.

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