Chapter 83 Success and Failure

"How could such a vision be emitted? This stone room is reinforced with a rune array, and it still can't stop the sound!" Some people are surprised and inexplicable.

"Maybe it's a prelude to going crazy. He may not be able to hold on this time. There have been countless precedents for thousands of years!" There are also people who keep guessing.

"Maybe this is a sign that swordsmanship is about to be successful, but miracles always happen at unexpected times!"

Someone made a heavy bet that Bai Lang could still get out of the customs alive, so he said this, but when he saw his face, he didn't believe his words.

"Wang"

Suddenly, the three-day surging waves disappeared, giving people a sense of silence of thousands of mountains and birds flying, and then there was a sharp sound of sword spirit. Although it was mixed, it had a strange charm, as if every sword spirit had a magical pulse.

Everyone's faces changed, and they were even more confused. They didn't know what was going on inside!

"What a domineering sword spirit, did he really succeed?" A highly cultivated disciple felt something and his face was shocked.

Everyone's head was held by a thread, and they had no intention to practice. They gathered around the outside of the stone room, waiting for it, and kept discussing in a low voice!

"Ah!"

Half an hour later, a sudden sound of extreme pain came from the stone room, but he gritted his teeth and shouted! The sound penetrated the thick stone wall, making everyone couldn't help but have a cold war, as if they had experienced the pain through the bone marrow.

But the next moment, everything returned to silence, and there was no more noise. Everyone stopped talking, listened attentively, was silent everywhere, and the sound of the needle falling on the cotton could be heard! However, there is no movement in the stone room at all.

Everyone's face changed again, and they had expectations from now on, and they became extremely disappointed!

Time seems to have solidified. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to come out, lest they miss anything. Some masters spread their divine consciousness and explored the interior of the stone room. The rune has been completely destroyed, and there is no fluctuation of life in it!

"Alas, it's over, this little brother is over after all! Alas, what a pity!" After a long time, a monk shook his head and sighed, with a faint sadness on his face. I don't know if it was the scream just now or for other reasons. He thought of the little brother who was used to bet for fun every day, but he was a little confused.

Many monks sighed in a low voice and left silently. A fellow family fell before they could bloom. The thin but resolute back appeared in their minds, and their hearts were a little gloomy.

"I don't want to win this bet. This little brother is actually quite interesting!" A disciple of Taoism was also watching. He looked at the stone room, shook his head and left.

Soon, most of the onlookers had left. An elder suddenly stepped out, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, and his hair was like a knife. His eyes flashed and said, "And open the stone gate and have a look!" At the sound, he had stretched out his huge palm and pushed towards the stone door.

"Wait!" A cold shout came, Elder Zhang of the sword tower blocked in front of the door, looked like a torch, and said, "Don't move at it. In case you disturb the little baby, no one can take responsibility!"

"Huh! Do you think he still has a chance to survive?" The elder did not give in at all and said coldly that he was a big elder and didn't care so much at all. If he really let the boy go crazy, he would still remove a hidden danger, and no one could believe that it was caused by himself, because this sword formula was unpredictable!

A strange light flashed in Elder Zhang's eyes, and he suddenly laughed and said, "I seem to have a feeling that this little thing will not fall so easily!"

The elder said disdainfully, "A boy who has just started dares to practice the forbidden code by himself. He doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth. If he can survive this time, I will personally worship him three times!"

Suddenly, a heavy voice slowly sounded and creaked. A trace of surprise flashed in Elder Zhang's eyes and quickly looked back. The elder with a tiger's back and bear's waist was facing the stone room. At this time, his face was like dirt and it was difficult to see the extreme.

The white fur is spreading, and the clothes are broken like rays. Step by step, they slowly come out. They are still dim, and their faces are like white paper, which look unremitting. His thin body was still shaking slightly, and his pace was floating. He didn't seem to notice everything around him at all. Just like that, he went out under the ghostly expressions and eyes of everyone!

"Brother Zheng, have you seen anything? I seem to be dazzled!"

"Hew, it's really a damn. It's clear that there was no fluctuation in his life just now. How did he get out?"

The face of the elder who was about to open the door was entangled and almost twisted together. Elder Zhang looked happy and smiled faintly, "Mr. Wang, what did you say just now?"

Elder Wang's body trembled, his chest was undulating, his fists clenched, and his blue veins burst. After a long time, he roared and stamped his feet, turning into a flash of lightning away.

"Haha, let me tell you, this little brother is still very strong! It really lives up to my expectations!" A monk patted his thigh happily, and then thought about it for a moment. Suddenly, he jumped up and shouted as if crying, "No, I won this bet. Cough, don't run. Hurry up and return the bet to me. Mother, Lv Datong, I remember you. Don't run!"

After Bai Lang walked out of the sword tower, he flew straight back to listen to the rain. Here, the pavilions are ethereal, pine shadows and strange stones, each have their own forms, the scenery is excellent, and few people come. Bai Lang also likes it very much in his heart. If he does not practice, he will rest on this peak. The little beast was conceived from water, and the five elements belong to water. For some reason, it has been sleeping under a pool these days.

Bai Lang made a cup of tea and sat down in the bamboo forest. He looked at the wisps of light fog hovering up, but his eyebrows were always wrinkled.

The elixir left by Li Changfeng when he came last time was squandered in just a few days, which made Bai Lang, who had always been indifferent, feel a feeling of physical pain.

The result of so many elixirs was that his medicine body broke through again from the four-color realm to the five-color, but Lei Zhan still made no progress that day. Although he could barely condense the sword spirit, he did not have that mysterious Taoist rhyme at all.

"The elixir still needs a lot of elixir!" Bai Lang gently tapped his hands on the stone table and was worried. Li Changfeng, as the suzerain, is now at a delicate moment. If he asks him to get a large amount of spiritual elixir, other disciples will certainly not accept it. Those elders who have been against him will also seize this opportunity to accuse him of using power for personal gain and behavior. Public.

He thought for a moment and gave up his plan to ask Li Changfeng for help. What should he do? He frowned tightly and walked back and forth slowly.

"Hmm?" After a long time, he suddenly stopped and his eyes lit up. "A few days ago, when I heard them chat, they said that the sect seemed to receive various tasks and earn rewards?"

His heart moved, and his body shook, like a streamer, flashing out.

Dizzy, there was a mistake in writing yesterday, but no one pointed it out. Is it because no one reads it? That's too tragic...