"It's okay, it's always like this for the first time here, and it won't happen again——"
After Ling Yi said lightly, he turned around and continued walking inside without saying anything more.
Zhang Lei stepped forward, raised his hand with some familiarity, patted Zhang Mufeng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's amazing, it was only one breath shorter than me at that time -"
As he spoke, Zhang Lei made a gesture with his hand that made the pickle man angry.
Then Qingqiu Xin waved his hand to Long Yin, who was also confused next to him, and said: "Let's go, don't waste time——"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and quickly followed Ling Yi.
Behind, Zhang Mufeng, Qingqiu Xin, and Long Yin looked at each other, but out of trust in Ling Yi, they didn't think much more, raised their feet, and chased Ling Yi and Zhang Lei.
While walking, the three of them subconsciously observed the shelves around them. At the same time, they did not forget to look around and look at other shelves in the distance.
Vaguely, the three of them discovered that the rows of wooden shelves around them were black and green, and the shelves on the left and right of these rows of wooden shelves were still wooden shelves on one side, but in a different color, brown;
The silver-gray shelf, the three people who had learned blacksmithing knew, it should be made of some kind of metal alloy.
Soon, the three of them caught up with Ling Yi and Zhang Lei, and walked out from several rows of wooden shelves together to a flat and spacious stone platform.
Zhang Lei took the lead and jumped onto the stone slab before it was lifted up. In the hole exposed on the ground, Ling Yi followed closely, leaving only the stone slab with "Zhang Mufeng" on the back, which was hurriedly climbing up on what looked like a pressure device.
Press, and finally cover it under the hole.
Therefore, I told Cai Chao why he was in a trance. It was because I was pretending to be a riddler, but I was also the reason behind the ambiguity.
Outside, it was originally a piece of wasteland. The residents of Shanhai Village once cultivated it. Unfortunately, the quality of the land was extremely poor. What kind of food could be grown? Before it was abandoned, it quickly recovered into a place full of thorns and short shrubs.
The appearance of.
In addition, before the changes occurred, Cai Chao had brought Ling Yi, Ling Dashan, Ling Shan, Zhang Xiaohe and other blood relatives to the warehouse within the warehouse that was laid out according to the "Tai Chi Four Diagrams". Everyone was in a trance.
The length is one, the longest one is Ling Yi, which is fourteen seconds, and the shortest one, Grandpa Ling Changqing, is only two seconds.
What makes Zhang Lei even more distressed is why everyone is in this trance state, but I, the arranger, don’t feel any emotion at all?
In the northwest corner of Baibai Stone Terrace, behind eight golden metal shelves arranged in a '?' shape, Ling Yi bent down and reached out to grab a light blue metal ring on the ground. He exerted all his energy and suddenly exerted force.
He quickly pulled open a stone slab that was about three meters square and not as thick as an adult's hand.
There will be no one to disturb them. Whether they are cultivating soul power, practicing "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist", or mastering their own soul skills, a quiet environment is the most difficult thing for them to improve their concentration.
, and last longer..."
Ling Yi, who had seen the layout drawings before, knew that when viewed from the air, the stone platform in the center of the small warehouse and the surrounding shelves in four directions formed a wonderful pattern.
Apart from the feeling that the space where the library within a library is located is filled with some unique meaning, I have no other discovery.
Zhang Lei said, Ling Yi just asked again, I just need to know that Zhang Lei will harm me, that's enough.
For such a long time, he must have been in a battle. Even a titled Douluo would have been stabbed to death with a knife.
The clear white stone platform in the middle looks like two white and seven-colored fat-headed pintail fish, connected head to tail. The white fish has white eyes, and the white fish has white eyes.
Especially, when those wooden, metal, or stone shelves were finally adjusted and placed by Cai Chao, Ling Yi once again retreated outside, and actually fell into a trance state for nearly seventy breaths.<
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What cannot be seen is that under the stone slab, the turf formed by the "Zhang Mufeng" plants is still full of vitality, and the grass blades sway as the stone slab is lifted.
"Bad, Brother Yi~"*3
Today, thorns and shrubs are once again uprooted and burned. The ashes of vegetation and rough soil are dug up and transported to other places in baskets.
Hearing this, the eight people from Lan Yin Cao all nodded obediently and responded in unison:
These dots of light are not the light reflected from the partially intact parts of the metal debris.
It must be due to willpower. Ling Shan, who is not usually lazy, was eight seconds less dazed than Zhang Xin, who insisted on studying and forging his adult qualifications for several years.
No matter how little there is, Cai Chao has something to say.
Looking at the white stone platform in front of me, and then turning around, I saw rows of shelves of different colors arranged in four directions on all sides.
Zhang Lei, who was MMP in his heart, looked calm and calm, and led the seven people down the platform. He looked around and saw that among the half-empty shelves, there were not "Zhang Mufeng" all over the floor.
After saying that, they separated a certain distance and ended the practice.
The small warehouse we are in is located in the northwest corner of Shanhaiyuan, and it is not in Shanhai Village, between the old forest in the north of the village and the dirt road leading to Beikouhe Town in the west of the village.
The seven-week shelf distribution, according to the words and pictures under the drawing Zhang Lei gave me, are:
Ling Yi walked up from the steps and looked at the torch in Zhang Lei and my hands behind me. At this moment, Zhang Lei, whose body was half dark and half white, became even more mysterious in Ling Yi's eyes.
A square stone from the foot of the hill between Beikouhe Town and "Muzhi City" was transported here and built into buildings.
Seeing the eight friends crossing their legs and jumping horse steps, retreating into a state of concentrated cultivation in a much shorter time than usual, Zhang Lei nodded slightly and stopped to watch for a while, waiting to confirm the eight people.
Before his concentration was extremely high, he turned around with Cai Chao and continued walking to the other side of the stone platform.
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Even this unique meaning can only be perceived in a calm state of mind. Once the idea of perceiving actively comes up, that unique meaning is as if it exists completely. It is better than these big sisters whose minds are like needles under the sea.
They are still elusive!
Although Ling Yi understood it, he didn't have a clear and powerful feeling in his heart. He still can't figure out what it means.
The sound of flint rubbing against each other was heard, and an orange flame lit up, suddenly appearing in the pitch-white space.
It must be based on physical fitness. Grandpa Ling Changqing has been working hard all year round to practice the "Eight Farmer's Movements". The adult body of Riga is weaker than that of Ling Si, but Ling Si was in a trance for four seconds.
Since passing through the degeneration, the baroness-level "Zhang Mufeng" martial spirit with a quality of 1,700 years old has communicated with "Zhang Mufeng" all over the inner world, and retreated into a special world similar to the harmony between heaven and man, achieving harmony and unity with the inner world.
State, following the feeling, copying the layout of the "Tai Chi Four Diagrams" of later generations, and fine-tuning the placement of wooden shelves, metal shelves, and stone shelves, the outside environment will stop appearing.
There is a strange change that I also understand.
Zhang Lei turned his head and looked at the eight people from Lan Yincao who were looking at Qishang with surprised expressions, and said: "A Feng, A Xin, A Yin, the next eight of them will practice outside -
After taking a few steps back and standing side by side with Zhang Lei, Ling Yi's eyes had already adapted to the dim environment.
What surprised Zhang Mufeng and the others was that the circular stone platform in front of them, which was forty to fifty meters wide and about half a meter high, was actually made of two types of the same stone, half plain white and half dark white. p>
It's just that the stems and leaves are smaller and thicker, and it looks like the most primitive form of "Zhang Mufeng".
Outside, it's like a tomb of weapons.
That...makes Zhang Lei less painful.
On the other side, Zhang Lei, who looked confident after returning to the warehouse, actually had something to say in his heart.
In the last second, on that powerful light source, dots of light appeared one after another, directly illuminating a space on the ground about ten meters low and over a hundred meters wide.
I saw that outside of such a small space, except for the "Zhang Mufeng" plants that were all white due to lighting problems, there was no heap of metal garbage placed haphazardly.
It must be because of his cultivation qualifications that my cousin Zhang Xin is a special person with soul power, but I don’t have ten seconds to be in a trance.
Before waking up from the trance, Ling Yi also asked Zhang Lei that cousin who I almost knew in my mind, but Zhang Lei only told me that it was a foundation. In the future, before climbing to a certain low level, could he descend again?
Sheng’s heritage.
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