I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan slowly opened his eyes. Although his face was calm and he gave the prisoner a look that I had learned, his heart was filled with excitement because the prisoner's plot was lifted. The vortex was completely refined by the thunder and became himself.

There is an extra acupuncture point in the body. This acupoint is a huge warehouse, too big to be imagined. But now Tianlei is the master of the new acupoint. As long as he enters the golden elixir stage and refines Tianlei, it is equivalent to refining the acupoint.

, when the time comes, the power swallowed up in the vortex will be slowly refined by himself.

However, Yang Qingshan left a piece of spiritual consciousness in the vortex. This was left by the prisoner in Yang Qingshan's body. As long as there was any disturbance, Yang Qingshan believed that the prisoner would definitely come to find him, and it would be very difficult for him to hide himself.

Trouble, we can only wait until the two sides are about the same strength to refine this spiritual consciousness.

"How is it?" the prisoner asked with a guilty conscience, completely unaware that the cauldron he made had been saved by Yang Qingshan.

"It feels good. All the streaks on my body are gone. I feel relaxed. I am confident that I can swallow the characters in all the crystals here." Yang Qingshan said with confidence, with a grateful look on his face.

"Okay, okay, you swallow it slowly, and I'll go take a look around." The prisoner said with satisfaction. After walking a few steps, he remembered something, threw the kettle in his hand to Yang Qingshan and said, "Remember to drink water."

"Thank you, senior, but aren't you afraid that I will hide this kettle?" Yang Qingshan said doubtfully.

"Not afraid." The prisoner said confidently, smiled up at the sky, flew out, and disappeared into the void.

"I'm afraid I'll hide this kettle." Yang Qingshan laughed secretly in his heart, looking at the kettle, with a layer of growth rings on it that looked like reincarnation.

"One circle, one circle, one circle, seven circles. Is this kettle made of a piece of wood? What's the use of wood that has grown for seven years? In the world of immortality, it takes at least a thousand years of wood to refine something.

"

Yang Qingshan didn't take it seriously, opened the kettle, took a sip, and then placed the kettle in the spiritual ring cage with satisfaction.

One thousand crystals is not a small number. It would take Yang Qingshan half a day to swallow the characters in one crystal. This means that it would take Yang Qingshan at least a year and a half to finish swallowing them all. Of course, Yang Qingshan would not be so foolish as to really want to do it as soon as possible.

The devouring was completed slowly, and the old god decided to spend two years devouring it. Occasionally, I was lazy to practice my true skills, in order to escape for my life in the future.

"How's Swallowed?"

Sometimes, the prisoner would suddenly appear next to Yang Qingshan, asking for a sip of water from the kettle to restore his youth, but Yang Qingshan could clearly feel that the prisoner was getting weaker and weaker, so weak that he could feel it

of cultivation.

"Golden elixir stage?"

Yang Qingshan secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he was very pious. During the process of swallowing, he would always shout a few words from time to time to ask questions about his cultivation, and the prisoner's voice would always appear to solve Yang Qingshan's problems.

Like a teacher, he is diligent and conscientious. After all, Yang Qingshan is his cauldron. The higher his cultivation level, the more valuable he is. The more he gets, the more he can recover.

In the world of nothingness and flowing colors, there are only a few crystals left. Yang Qingshan's cultivation has reached the peak of the foundation stage, and Yang Qingshan feels that the prisoner's cultivation has dropped to the concentration stage, and when the prisoner feels that he

When the old man couldn't walk, he asked Yang Qingshan for water, but Yang Qingshan disappeared.

"Yang Qingshan, where are you?"

The prisoner's old voice floated slowly in the void, but there was no echo from Yang Qingshan.

"Haha... Interesting, plot against me? I have lived for nearly 200,000 years, and have only been plotted against by Emperor Blue Water. Do you think you can do it?" The prisoner smiled, sensing his spiritual consciousness, his turbid eyes immediately widened, and he shot out ferocity.

of light.

"The divine consciousness in the cauldron is gone and has been refined? How is that possible? My spiritual consciousness can be refined in a small foundation-building period, unless... that kid has a powerful treasure, or there is a spiritual treasure born naturally from heaven and earth.

"

The prisoner speculated in his mind, looking at the nearly transparent crystals without characters.

"Come out! Don't force me."

Yang Qingshan sneered secretly, hiding behind a crystal, perfectly hiding his figure with turtle breath, and at the same time took out his unicorn head, ready for a sneak attack at any time.

"Although my cultivation level has been declining, especially here, it is declining faster, but as long as I take a sip of water from the kettle, I can kill you instantly. If you can't come out, I will be rude.

.”

The prisoner roared bluffingly, and suddenly shot out a spiritual light in one direction. The tree branch in his hand shook, and thousands of leaves appeared. The spiritual light flowed out, but the powerful spiritual energy just disappeared in the void space and never returned.

The prisoner is a bit older.

"Boy, how did you refine my consciousness?"

The prisoner shouted in pain, but his eyes were moving around, his whole body was trembling, and he was walking on the spot with difficulty.

Yang Qingshan was not fooled. The opponent was a 200,000-year-old monster. Although his cultivation level had been reduced, his spiritual consciousness had not been reduced. He could kill him instantly with his spiritual consciousness alone, so Yang Qingshan was still waiting until Yang Qingshan felt the opponent.

The cultivation level is reduced to the foundation building stage, and even lower, it can kill with one hit.

"ah……"

The prisoner couldn't find Yang Qingshan and suddenly let out a long breath. The breath was bloody, as if he had spit out all the blood on his body. He fell on his back and lay in the void world. Coldly illuminated by the light of the crystal, the prisoner

Can't move anymore.

Time passed by, minute by second, and two hours later, a figure suddenly shot out from a distance, covering a distance of a hundred meters with a single step. Yang Qingshan, holding the unicorn head in hand, approached the prisoner at the fastest speed, and

When he was a hundred meters away, Yang Qingshan showed his unicorn head, spitting out blood mist and seducing the soul.

boom……

The prisoner was severely attacked by the unicorn head, and his body was sent flying far away, rolling and hitting a crystal. But when Yang Qingshan thought he had succeeded, the free-falling prisoner suddenly burst out with a powerful spiritual energy.

Yang Qingshan didn't know what was happening, but a wave of spiritual consciousness swept over him, like a sound wave. Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes, his chest sank, and the prisoner had already pinched Yang Qingshan's neck with his dry hands.

"Ah, senior."

Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes, stretched out his hands to scratch, and shouted with difficulty and pain.

"Boy, you are too young. You have reached the peak of foundation building. Very good. I will help you and let you enter the concentration stage, so that you can better perform the task of my cauldron." The prisoner said coldly.

"Senior, you misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? Hum..." The prisoner sneered: "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, you will die eventually."

"Senior, don't you want to know where the pagoda is?" Yang Qingshan suddenly said calmly.

"Pagoda? The treasure of Shennongmen?"

"good."

"Did you notice?"

"No, but I have an idea."

"What?"

"First...let me down."

The prisoner sneered, let go of his hand and let Yang Qingshan fall to the ground, but he grabbed Yang Qingshan's unicorn head in his hand.

"Ancient blood unicorn? Soul-enchanting dragon? How could you have two such good things from ancient times in your hands? You're lucky."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior." Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, frowning and said, "The pagoda is in this void space."

"I know, where?"

"In a place we can't see, senior, have you noticed that we always have a place we can't see here." Yang Qingshan said seriously.

"Invisible place..."

The prisoner looked around suspiciously, carefully observing every inch of the void space, and at the same time his consciousness was like a radar.

"kettle."

"Give."

Yang Qingshan took out the kettle in disappointment and watched the prisoner pour the water inside. Yang Qingshan noticed the kettle again.

"Seven lines, seven lines? Could it be that these seven lines are... the seven floors of the pagoda, and this kettle is the pagoda?"

Yang Qingshan pretended to look around and looked at the kettle.

The kettle is just an ordinary gourd, but the seven obvious lines make this ordinary kettle seem like a spiritual treasure, with seven kinds of faint light flowing on the kettle.

"No." The prisoner said with certainty, "I have looked carefully here, and there is nothing I can't see."

"That's wrong, senior." Yang Qingshan shook his head and sighed. He naturally brought the kettle, took a sip and said, "We can't reach the end of the desert above, what about here?"

"Here? You can't see anything here... Hmm? You can't see anything here? Yes, except for the light from the crystal, everything is dark. It takes a lot of spiritual consciousness to see clearly." The prisoner seemed to have figured it out.

Yang Qingshan smiled with satisfaction and said, "You can enter the crystal. Have you found anything else besides characters in the crystal?"

"No more." Yang Qingshan told the truth, waiting for a miracle to happen.

The prisoner suddenly shot several rays of light at Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan came back to the same place holding the kettle stiffly, watching the prisoner fly out, and continuously pointed out auras around him. These auras were like swimming dragons, illuminating the void.

world.

"So many corpses."

Yang Qingshan was shocked and said, he didn't expect that this empty world turned out to be a tomb, and the crystals were tombstones, erected on countless corpses. But the strange thing is that the invisible restrictions on the countless corpses made the world of corpses seem to be a piece of

The earth is general.

The prisoner fell down, closed his eyes and said: "There are more than 700,000 corpses here, and 3,464 races. Emperor Blue Water, how many people did you kill to develop such abilities?

These corpses, these powerful beings, any one of them is the overlord of the party. Let me break the restrictions of this tomb and save these souls."

Yang Qingshan was stunned. He recalled that when he first entered this trap, there was a primitive forest. The countless phantom spirit beasts in it were actually the souls of countless corpses at his feet. It was simply unimaginable that there were such secrets and such things here.

Huge tomb.