When Sanlang woke up.

Subconsciously, he supported himself on the table with his hands and sat up.

But he hadn't sat down yet.

Then he heard a resentful male voice ringing in his ears.

"Take your dirty hands off my chest!"

Sanlang was confused.

What the hell?

Did he just touch the man's chest?

How is this possible!

Sanlang, who has been seeking out countless women, only has women in his heart.

How could I possibly touch a man?

"ah!"

Sanlang let out a terrified roar.

It was as if he was a man and had defiled his body.

Indeed, I am afraid that is the case.

He hurriedly felt around his body.

Especially the back.

He was even more nervous.

Make sure there is no tearing pain.

Sanlang finally let go of his anxious heart.

He looked in the direction of the person who had just spoken.

Just then I realized who was the one who just spoke.

It turned out to be the table on which he lay.

What the hell?

Is it a magic weapon?

Was it the immortal weapon that was speaking just now?

Oh shit!

How could I, Sanlang, have the virtue and ability to do this!

Actually touched the magic weapon?

Or breasts?

Although the spirit of the weapon is a man!

However, there is no real gender distinction among spirits.

Just think of her as a woman with a male voice!

With this idea.

Sanlang's eyes lit up.

He reached out his hand again and touched the immortal weapon table.

"Three waves!"

Mu Yu stopped the three waves.

That is a magical weapon.

How can we offend easily?

And it is the magic weapon of my great-uncle master!

dare**?

Don’t you want to live?

Sanlang heard Muyu's voice.

Only then did I react.

He is actually in the Sword Tempering Valley now.

"Why am I here?"

Sanlang was completely confused and full of doubts.

He remembered that the heavenly calamity struck him when he was least prepared.

Then he gradually lost consciousness and passed out.

But how come I woke up and found myself in the Sword Tempering Valley?

And the most important thing is.

His injury actually healed?

How come it got better so quickly?

According to his inference.

This kind of injury.

Even if he is the immortal body.

It will take seven or eight days to recover.

Was he in a coma for seven or eight days?

Mu Yu was immediately furious when he saw that San Lang had the nerve to ask.

"Bang!"

He punched Sanlang directly on the head.

"I haven't asked you yet, why are you injured so badly?"

Sanlang rubbed his head.

He glanced at Mu Yu, then at Demon Lord July and Hao Yue.

They were both a little curious.

It must be not easy to injure Sanlang like this.

Maybe it's someone they know.

"It was just struck by a heavenly calamity..."

Sanlang scratched his head.

Wasn't he struck by a heavenly calamity?

Mu Yu stood there in a daze.

Is Sanlang out of his mind?

Why trigger a boundary disaster for no reason?

"Are you going to die? Why did you cause the boundary calamity? If it wasn't for the great-grandmaster who came to heal you, you would have died!"

Mu Yu cursed in frustration.

The boundary catastrophe is a taboo leading to the fairyland.

If you induce a boundary catastrophe, even if it leads to the fairyland, no matter how strong you are, people will die!

Sanlang scratched his head.

"It's not a boundary tribulation, it's a heavenly tribulation, a heavenly tribulation of cultivation, the power of the peak of the Qitian realm."

He described the heavenly calamity that struck him at that time.

Suddenly realized.

yes!

He successfully summoned the heavenly calamity!

Even though it's only the power of the peak of Qitian Realm.

But when the fight started, if he suddenly struck down, even if that bastard Piao Miao was resurrected, he would be no match for him!

Sanlang became excited.

He was just about to show off to his good brother Mu Yu.

Now he is someone who can summon a heavenly calamity.

But he hadn't said anything yet.

A "creaking" sound was heard.

Qin Lang pushed the door open and walked out with a cold face.

He first walked to the table.

Put the immortal weapon table back into the storage space.

When San Lang saw Qin Lang appear, he was about to tell Qin Lang that he had succeeded.

Qin Lang ran fast before.

He wasn't sure whether Qin Lang knew about it.

But when he spoke.

But again, he didn't say it.

It was interrupted again.

"You think you're powerful? You think you can't kill a cockroach? You think you're great? You think you're awesome? You think you're invincible?"

Qin Lang’s five questions, “What do you think?”, stunned San Lang on the spot.

Why was the great-grandmaster suddenly so serious... Sanlang was puzzled.

He successfully summoned the heavenly tribulation, shouldn’t his uncle-master be happy for him?

Why do you look like that?

Sanlang wanted to ask Qin Lang why he said that.

He just opened his mouth.

The words haven't been spoken yet.

Qin Lang interrupted again.

"Do you know that it is dangerous to do that? Do you know that I will be worried? What if you die accidentally? What about your good brother Mu Yu? What do you want me to do?"

He would not ask Sanlang to return the 5 billion spirit stones.

We must be decisive, quick, and direct to make the three waves at a loss.

Only in this way, Sanlang might feel guilty and give up asking him for the 5 billion.

After all, you don't know how to make the elixir, but you still want to force yourself to do it.

This caused the alchemy furnace to explode and the alchemy fire to attack the body.

This is very dangerous.

What if he was not here and no one healed him?

What if I die?

Qin Lang will feel guilty and have a guilty conscience!

Sanlang blinked.

He understood.

I finally understood what my great-uncle-master Qin Lang meant.

At this moment, Sanlang was deeply moved.

It turns out that his uncle-master cares about him so much.

Knowing that he was struck by lightning, he went out of his way to heal him.

Now I am expressing my concern for him.

Although I was scolding him.

But Sanlang understood.

Qin Lang was scolded and felt pain in his heart.

Sanlang was so moved that he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw the emotion expressed on Sanlang’s face.

In other words, his plan was successful.

Next, we need to strike while the iron is hot.

This made Sanlang feel guilty and he gave up the idea of ​​recovering the 5 billion spirit stones.

"Sanlang, you are still young. The water here is too deep. You can't grasp it, understand? Don't do this again in the future! As a member of the Suoxianmen, you need more Suoxianmen to contribute!"

Qin Lang said earnestly.

Let’s consider the 5 billion as a contribution to Suoxianmen.

You don't have to go back.

After all, he is a member of the Locking Immortal Sect.

Of course, if you are willing to give more, he will naturally accept it with a smile!

After all, spirit stones are like Han Xin selecting his soldiers, the more the better!

No one would complain about having too many spirit stones.

Sanlang's face was filled with emotion.

He nodded repeatedly.

He deeply agreed with what his uncle-master said.

Summoning the heavenly calamity is very pretentious.

But now he couldn't control it and had no way to make the heavenly tribulation obey his command.

There may even be a backlash.

My uncle-master is right.

This can't happen again.

You can no longer summon the Heavenly Tribulation until you can tame it.

If the great-grandmaster was not here, what if he summoned the heavenly calamity that would lead to the fairyland?

Then he might really be gone.

This won’t do!

You must keep yourself useful.

Repay the kindness of my uncle-master for teaching me the Heavenly Tribulation Summoning Technique and make more contributions to the Suoxian Sect!

"Master uncle, rest assured. Sanlang will not do such foolish things again until he is sure. Thank you for your concern, Master uncle."

Sanlang bowed to Qin Lang sincerely.

He finally understood why Mu Yu was so determined to stay in the Locking Immortal Gate.

Learning the art of weapon refining from my uncle-master is one of them.

More importantly, he has an uncle-master who cares so much about him.

It’s better not to go back to the Equipment Refining Hall headquarters!

Qin Lang smiled.

Laughing very happily!

Five billion was saved.

Sanlang wouldn't do anything stupid.

Solved these.

Qin Lang sleeps very soundly at night.

Yunzhou border.

Xiao Yan's eyes were cold.

"Nalan Yanran, don't even think about escaping this time!"

He waved his hand.

A mountain near the border of Yunzhou was cut directly in half.

The sound of mountain collapse continued to be heard with "boom, boom, boom".