Chapter 132 Turtle Nine

As the world began to spin, Liang Yan felt a huge force coming from his back, and then everything returned to calm.

He opened his eyes and saw darkness all around him.

Unexpectedly, during this teleportation, he actually fell on his back to the ground. He was really embarrassed.

“If you want to take something, you must first give it.”

This was a line of small words that Liang Yan saw in the golden dragon's head.

"It turns out that the key to opening the portal is the half bottle of Galaxy Sand!"

He struggled to sit up from the ground, feeling as if all the bones in his body were falling apart.

"If this Galaxy Sand really has the effect that Zhao Xunzhen said, not to mention the Foundation Establishment monks, even the Juyuan Realm monks will be moved when they see it. I am afraid that only a young boy like me who has just entered the monastic world will be moved by this sentence. Just throw it away as an incomprehensible word."

Liang Yan laughed at himself thinking about this. At that time, he threw the Galaxy Sand into the dragon's head. In fact, he was forced by the situation and had no choice but to do it. Unexpectedly, the teleportation circle was actually opened in the end and teleported here.

He sat cross-legged, and the "Hun Hun Gong" in his body was quietly running. While repairing the injuries in his body, he observed the movements around him.

All Liang Yan suffered were superficial injuries. His physical body was already strong, and under the operation of this technique, he was healed in just a short time.

As his injuries healed, he casually cast a spell and emitted a golden light to illuminate his surroundings, hoping to see clearly what was going on around him.

However, it was okay if he didn't take the photo, but when he took the photo, his heart suddenly suddenly jumped!

Just because there was someone sitting cross-legged opposite him!

This man's clothes were in tatters, his hair was half black and half gray, and his eyes were cloudy, with only the whites of his eyes and no pupils. At this moment, his old face was brought close to Liang Yan, almost cheek to cheek.

Liang Yan took a breath when he saw this. He was very confident in his Hun Gong. Not to mention the sound of people breathing, even the falling leaves within a few feet around him could not be hidden from his ears.

However, this person was sitting in front of him just now, and he didn't even feel it at all!

"Is this person not breathing?" Liang Yan had a strange thought in his mind.

He boldly looked at the old man, and saw that his breathing was steady, and he was clearly a living man.

"May I ask who you are?"

Liang Yan didn't act rashly, he couldn't feel this person's cultivation level. Either this person's cultivation is far beyond his imagination, or he really doesn't have any cultivation at all.

No matter what it is, there is no need for him to act rashly.

However, the man opposite didn't make a sound. Instead, he stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the palm of his hand.

Liang Yan was startled and subconsciously retracted his hands. Unexpectedly, the index finger of the person opposite him was like a tarsal maggot, following his palm closely.

At that moment, Liang Yan had an inevitable feeling.

The old man's index finger finally came down, and he could only see it writing and drawing, and actually wrote two words on Liang Yan's palm:

"Kujiu!"

Only then did Liang Yan understand his intention, and he couldn't help but asked in surprise:

"Is this your senior's name?"

The old man looked dull and nodded slightly towards him.

Feeling that this person had no ill intentions towards him, Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at the darkness around him. There were many questions in his heart, so he asked again:

"Senior, do you know where this place is?"

"Refining the Thunder Sea." The old man wrote on the palm of his hand.

"Refining the Thunder Sea?"

Liang Yan had a look of confusion on his face. Although it was dark here, the surroundings were calm, and there was clearly no thunder aura at all. How could it be called the Sea of ​​Thunder Refining?

Moreover, Liang Yan seemed to have some impression of the name Lian Lei Hai, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He shook his head and asked Gui Jiu across from him: "How did senior get here? Why are you trapped here?"

This time Gui Jiu did not answer, but wrote in his hand:

"Can't tell!"

Liang Yan felt the three words in his hand and couldn't help but frown. Gui Jiu seemed to be aware of his emotions, and wrote one after another on his palm:

"I'm under a gag spell and can't speak with my mouth, I can only write with my hands. Even so, I still can't write many things."

"That's it." Liang Yan suddenly said: "This must be another masterpiece of the tomb owner!"

After Gui Jiu heard this, he didn't say anything, but sat quietly where he was.

"I know even if you don't tell me!"

After Liang Yan finished speaking, he stood up and raised his hand to cast another spell, which strengthened the golden aura in front of him a bit, and at the same time looked around.

Unexpectedly, this dark space was not big. It didn't take long for Liang Yan to walk to a wall made of thatch. He walked along the edge and found that the place he was in was actually a thatched room. inside the house.

It's just that there's something weird about this place. My aura can only illuminate three inches of the surrounding area, so I couldn't see the whole thing clearly before.

Since it is a thatched house, it must have a wooden door.

Liang Yan was standing in front of the wooden door at this moment.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally put his hand on the door bolt and decided to open the wooden door to take a look. Behind him, Gui Jiu was still sitting on the ground with a dull expression, as if he didn't care about what he was doing.

"Creak." With a sound, as the wooden door was opened by Liang Yan, a threatening aura suddenly rushed towards Liang Yan's spiritual platform from outside.

Boom!

Liang Yan was out of his mind, and for a moment he seemed to be shaken out of his body.

I saw the black snake dancing wildly outside, its power shining brightly.

This place turned out to be a sea of ​​thunder!

The sea of ​​thunder was full of strange black lightning, beating wildly, and the hut he was in was just an isolated island in this vast sea of ​​thunder.

In this divine power of heaven and earth, Liang Yan was so robbed by it that he could not move even half a step, and his heart almost rose to his throat.

At this moment, Gui Jiu behind him raised his hand, and a black light the size of a goose egg flew out and fell into Liang Yan's hand instantly.

As soon as the thing entered Liang Yan's hand, he immediately felt a warm feeling. This feeling penetrated people's hearts, and Liang Yan was able to return to his original position. He immediately closed the wooden door without any hesitation, quickly inserted the bolt, and then locked out the brilliant power of heaven.

Liang Yan had just recovered from the shock. When he looked at the object in his hand, he realized that it was actually a mottled turtle shell. He turned to look at Gui Jiu and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"The boy was reckless, thank you senior for helping me!"

As he spoke, he threw the tortoise shell in his hand back to Gui Jiu. Gui Jiu took the shell, stretched out his hand, cracked the ground to write a text, and wrote on the ground:

"This is the Taoist Taiyin Divine Thunder, don't break through forcefully."

"Taiyin Divine Thunder, Refining Thunder Sea." Something suddenly flashed in Liang Yan's mind, "Could it be that this is actually the Dao Sect's Three-Nine Formation?"

After hearing this, Gui Jiu showed an unprecedented expression of surprise. He looked up at Liang Yan and actually nodded approvingly.

"If it's really the Three-Nine Formation, how can we survive?" Liang Yan said seductively.