Yang Xiaobao stepped forward and tried it, but even with his acquired physical body, he couldn't push it.
"I don't have to worry about others disturbing my practice in this way."
Yang Xiaobao secretly praised, feeling that Tiandi Sect was very thoughtful.
Then he looked at the second button. As soon as he reached out to press it, he heard a rumbling sound above his head. Then Yang Xiaobao looked up.
In his eyes, the roof of the stone house opened, and suddenly the thunder and lightning from outside rushed into it and fell on Yang Xiaobao!
"I……"
Yang Xiaobao quickly turned it off to isolate the lightning of the thunder robbery bamboo, but it was still inevitable that part of the lightning had fallen.
It made his body feel numb and it took a short while before the feeling on his body dissipated.
"It turns out to be the lightning from outside..."
Yang Xiaobao calmed down and cleaned up the room a little.
I don’t know how long it took for anyone to live here, and a thick layer of gray has accumulated.
As soon as the true energy moved, the dust gathered up in the roof. After opening the door, it threw it out.
Just as he was about to close the door, he remembered what Lu Qing said, so he used his hand to make a knife to move his true energy and portrayed his name on the stone gate.
I looked at it twice and felt very satisfied.
Then he closed the door, Yang Xiaobao lay on the bed, and after a moment, he fell asleep.
Since entering the secret realm, whether it is the comprehension memory in the stone hall or the battle memory in the Xuantian Tower, Yang Xiaobao's mind has been greatly damaged, and he needs more rest to help his mind and mind recover.
The next morning, Yang Xiaobao woke up and felt that he was full of energy. His mind had completely recovered from his loss yesterday.
He stretched, sootheed his body, and opened the door.
But I never thought that as soon as I opened the door, I saw many disciples walking out in groups around the Thunder Tribulation Bamboo Forest.
"What are you doing?"
Yang Xiaobao was confused and immediately went out to follow him.
After another baptism of lightning, Yang Xiaobao walked out of the thunder robbery bamboo forest and followed the disciples forward, but it was not eye-catching.
This is the direction I haven't been to yesterday. After walking for half a stick of incense, I came to a hillside.
Above the hill, a gurgling spiritual spring is gushing out. The spring water emits abundant essence, just like the essence is materialized, with a faint colorful glow, shining brightly, flowing down from the top of the hill and flowing to the mountain.
Qiu the other side.
"Did Lingquan come to use his practice?"
Yang Xiaobao remained silent and followed everyone up the hill.
Then I saw that there was more than one hill here, but nine hills, surrounded by one spring, each with a spring gushing out of the spiritual spring, all gathering in the middle to form a spiritual pond!
The glow of the place is overflowing, and the essence almost turns into fairy mist, turns into smoke, and is even filled with a strange fragrance. With a gentle smell, it makes people feel comfortable.
"Can you practice at will?"
Yang Xiaobao did not set off directly and entered Lingtan, but observed the disciples around him.
After all, I just started and don’t know many rules. If I have to pay for something when using this place, but I don’t have one, wouldn’t it be a big joke or even a punishment?
After observing for a while, Yang Xiaobao discovered that the Lingtan here did not seem to require the disciples to pay the price. Every disciple was used at will.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaobao also walked into it. Like others, he sat by the Lingtan, used his skills to practice, and swallowed the essence and spiritual energy in the Lingtan.
Almost all day, Yang Xiaobao practiced here, and the effect was very good. He left this place until the evening and returned to his residence in Thunder Tribulation Bamboo Forest to rest.
This was the case for several days, and in a short while, he had a little diligence in his cultivation.
...
"Junior Brother Yang, can you be here at this time?"
Suddenly one day, the stone house was knocked, and then a voice from someone came, awakening Yang Xiaobao from his practice.
"Who? What's the matter?"
Yang Xiaobao slowly stopped his work, got up and walked towards the door, pushed it gently, and opened the stone door.
A disciple in a black robe was standing outside the door. When he saw Yang Xiaobao open the door, he said, "Junior Brother Yang, Deacon Chen Wu is looking for you."
"Deacon Chen Wu?"
Yang Xiaobao frowned slightly when he heard this, searched carefully in his mind, but did not remember the so-called Deacon Chen Wu.
Seeing Yang Xiaobao's expression, the disciple smiled and asked, "Junior Brother Yang is a new disciple, right?"
"So what?" Yang Xiaobao asked in confusion.
"Deacon Chen Wu is the one who refining the sword furnace." said the disciple.
"It's him."
Yang Xiaobao suddenly realized, and then said with a little joy, "Thank you, senior brother."
My two swords were finally recast. I don’t know what they look like now, and whether they have become treasures?
"No need to thank me, I'm just passing the message. Junior brother, go quickly, I have something to do, let's go first."
The disciple said, then said goodbye and left.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Yang Xiaobao thanked him, then watched him leave, and he also went out, and couldn't wait to go to the sword refining furnace.
After leaving the thunder and bamboo forest, along the gravel road, Yang Xiaobao walked along the place he remembered, very