Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 187
Seeing Wang Chong's back disappearing into the cave, the young pulse-condensing stage cultivator curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect this nephew Wang is really capable. He didn’t change his face after the long-term spiritual pressure, and he has accumulated so much thunder fire value, at least he can stay in the fourth-level training room for more than a year.”

The other person heard the words but didn't answer. He remained silent as usual, but still looked at the direction where Wang Chong disappeared.

Seeing that his companion did not speak, the young man chuckled and continued: "I said Junior Brother Qiu, this nephew Wang Chong is quite famous in the Tiemu lineage now, so you must not have any other thoughts. It is already a great blessing for you and me to be on duty here, so don't blame senior brother for not reminding you."

After all, the young man ignored the taciturn junior, turned around and walked in another direction. Here, he could clearly see the scene outside the light curtain, but he couldn't see in from the outside. Flying here, but judging by the speed, he is still a disciple of Yunling period, stepping on a flying spirit weapon.

After the man left, the pulse condensing stage cultivator, who had been silent all this time, looked away, and the struggling expression in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and then followed him as if nothing had happened.

In his opinion, instead of risking some benefits from Wang Chong, it would be easier to safely swindle some benefits from those ordinary disciples.

"It's a pity, this kid must have gained a lot of benefits in the secret place. The fat in his mouth has actually flown away. He must make up for it from other people." A gloomy look flashed across his face. Not far away, another Yun Lingqi disciple who had walked up to the light curtain, a sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Walking in the dark cave, Wang Chong felt a faint pressure. This was because the surrounding spiritual energy was too strong, and it must have been formed for a long time. Pressure means nothing to him.

After advancing about a distance of more than ten feet, the vision in front of him suddenly widened. There was actually a hall in the mountain, supported by more than a dozen huge stone pillars, and many formation restrictions were engraved on the stone pillars. don't know.

Fortunately, he didn't get too entangled in this, but set his eyes on the surrounding stone chambers.

The stone chamber was blocked by stone gates. Wang Chong noticed that above these stone gates there was a round ball about the size of a human head, shining with a faint milky white light, and forming a huge black vortex in the center. Some of these vortexes swirled inward, while others Others go in the opposite direction.

Approaching the stone gate, Wang Chong didn't notice any difference. He stretched out his hand and tried to push it, but it didn't move at all. Wang Chong gave up immediately after just trying. This stone gate is in the slightest.

After walking in for a while, all the stone gates were tightly closed, which made Wang Chong a little helpless. The two uncles just said that they came in and knew it, but Wang Chong didn't seem to find any clues.

"Little guy, is this your first time here?" A hoarse voice suddenly came, which startled Wang Chong, but he only tensed up suddenly, and then he found the man who was squatting under a stone pillar. A thin figure.

"Disciple Wang Chong, pay my respects to Master Uncle." Without any hesitation, Wang Chong hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully. His spiritual consciousness is strong, almost comparable to that of a monk in the pulse condensing stage, but he did not notice the existence of this person, even with a Totou can also think that this person is probably the real caretaker of this place, and the two outside are probably just patrolling.

When he got closer, Wang Chong realized that the thin figure in front of him was probably less than five feet tall. Although he was sitting casually on the ground, he was dressed very decently and didn't look casual. He just looked at those eyes but didn't look at Wang Chong. , but squinted slightly, an instinctive thought suddenly appeared in Wang Chong's mind: This person is blind and blind.

"You don't need to tell me who you are, just tell me which level of practice room you want to go to." The little old man's hoarse voice sounded again, and his attitude was almost rigid.

"This disciple wants to enter the fourth-level practice room, and I hope my uncle will do it." Wang Chong said immediately after hearing this.

"The fourth-level practice room goes forward from here, from the [-]st to the [-]th. If the vortex turns in, it means that there is someone, otherwise there is no one. You can enter with an identity token, and you will spend [-] per day. Thunderfire value." The old man said quickly, without delay, nor was he surprised that Wang Chong was going to the fourth-level practice room.

"Thank you uncle for your guidance." Although he was a little surprised by the way the little old man spoke, Wang Chong thanked him and prepared to leave.

But before he left, the little old man's voice sounded again.

"return!"

"Does Master Uncle have any orders?" Wang Chong asked doubtfully.

"There is no order, but you seem to be very clever, but why are you so ignorant of the rules? Is it easy for me to sit here and give you directions?" The little old man's face darkened, and he sat upright.

Wang Chong couldn't help being slightly startled when he heard the words. Of course he understood what the old man said, but he didn't expect that such a seemingly upright old man would actually do this kind of guiding business here.

But then Wang Chong was relieved that there was no connection between appearance and essence. Without long-term contact, it was impossible for him to have any understanding of the old man, and a short talk could not allow him to fully understand a person.

Wang Chong would never have made such a mistake, but because he was in the Thunder Fire Sect, which could be said to be the safest place, he naturally relaxed his vigilance, and the old man undoubtedly taught him a big lesson.

Without any hesitation, Wang Chong slapped the storage bag, and there was an extra middle-grade spirit stone in his hand, and handed it to the old man. The low-grade spirit stone obviously couldn't satisfy this old man who was at least at the Pulse Condensation Stage.

After receiving the spirit stone, the old man's gloomy expression finally improved. He nodded in satisfaction, then quickly put away the spirit stone, waved his hand, and signaled Wang Chong to leave.

Without any distracting thoughts in his mind, Wang Chong bowed deeply to the old man before turning around and leaving.

When his figure completely disappeared into the darkness, an imperceptible smile finally appeared on the face of the suspected blind old man, and he muttered to himself, "Wang Chong? It's been a long time since the sect had such an interesting person." My little guy, I hope you can break through to the pulse coagulation stage smoothly."

The little old man kept his eyes closed all the time when he spoke, and it seemed that he was indeed blind in both eyes, and he was also a blind man.

Wang Chong's hearing is excellent, but he didn't have the ability to hear the old man's last words. After knowing the target, Wang Chong's pace was much faster, but the pace was always very rhythmic, seemingly random, but in fact Otherwise, the expression on his face was very serious.

After passing through the third stone room, Wang Chong's footsteps did not stop at all, but the surrounding spiritual pressure had grown stronger by more than one level. Every hundred stone rooms, the spiritual pressure would rise sharply, which was in line with every The fact that the higher the level of the hundreds of stone rooms, the higher the level of the practice room.

Three hundred and one to four hundred are the fourth-level practice room, which is exactly what Wang Chong needs. After following the old man's instructions, Wang Chong found a practice room with the vortex turning outward, took out his identity token, and pointed at the The stone chamber shook slightly, and hundreds of milky white lights flashed away, falling into the vortex above.

"Crack!" A slight sound came out, and the stone door of the stone room trembled slightly, opening a gap, and a more powerful spiritual pressure immediately swarmed out from this gap, and even Wang Chong couldn't help but change slightly.

(End of this chapter)