Chen Guan chopped off the head of the puppet in front of him with a sword, erasing the mark on it. He leaned against the dim wall and gasped.
There were already dozens of dark puppet remains piled on the ground. Chen Guan looked at the inner room with fear, took out a bottle of pills, poured out one, and swallowed it into his stomach with heartache.
The third-grade pill Qi-recovering pill can quickly restore fighting spirit. Even he only has five pills on him. He
was reluctant, but there was no way. The second-grade recovery pill on him had run out of money. After seven days of continuous fighting, Chen Guan discovered some rules. Every time he destroyed a puppet, he would have half an hour of rest and adjustment time.
The next puppet must be more powerful, and he must stay in good condition.
Time went back to seven days ago.
That day, Chen Guan pushed open the stone door at the bottom of the lake with excitement and entered it, and killed the Red Ice Snake King who was hiding in the dark and attacking him with a sword.
Giving it a chance but not knowing how to grasp it, Chen Guan would not be soft-hearted. Moreover, he was more curious about the opportunity here, so he didn't want to waste time with the snake king.
The inside of the stone gate was pitch black. He took out a few moonstones for lighting and threw them to various corners. Although it was still dim, he could see the situation inside clearly.
It turned out to be an empty dark room. The area was not large, about half the size of a stadium. It looked like an empty tomb. At a glance, it was empty. There was only a stone table on the right side, on which were placed some bottles and jars, material components whose functions were unknown, and several magic cores that had lost their effectiveness.
With a light touch of the long sword, the material components that could have maintained their original state were directly shattered and turned into ashes. It can be imagined that this "big tomb" has existed for a long time.
Several bottles of elixirs also lost their medicinal properties and became waste elixirs. Only in the largest jar, there was still a spiritual object. It was a small half jar of yellow turbid liquid. It looked very bad and revealed a strong chill. It was almost written with the two big words "poisonous" on it.
Chen Guan felt a sense of familiarity from it, which was similar to the venom spewed by the Red Ice Snake King. He probably guessed the reason why the Red Ice Snake King mutated.
Nine out of ten, it was related to this thing.
He couldn't recognize what it was, so he didn't continue to struggle, and packed it up and threw it into the ring.
Then, Chen Guan came to the door of the inner room of the tomb. When he was thinking about how to open it, the door of the inner room opened by itself, accompanied by a black shadow attacking.
Chen Guan's face changed instantly, not because the black shadow brought him a great sense of crisis, but because he heard the sound of the stone door outside closing completely.
With a sword, the black shadow was repelled. Chen Guan looked back to check the stone door. It was locked tightly, without any gaps. He pushed out two palms, and the stone door did not move.
"Demolish all the test puppets before you have a chance to leave."
A barely audible voice came into Chen Guan's ears from the inner room.
You are not afraid of suffocating me to death. Complaining in his heart, Chen Guan also calmed down and roughly understood his situation.
This is indeed an opportunity. Whether he can get it depends on his ability. The danger is unknown, but it should not endanger his life.
Unable to resist, Chen Guan had no choice but to accept the arrangement.
Looking at the black shadow opposite, it was a humanoid puppet. He didn't know what material it was made of. After a brief attack just now, he roughly felt that this puppet was only about the strength of a great fighting master in the early stage, and it was far less flexible than a normal person. Except for being a little harder, it was not a threat to him.
The result was just as he thought. In less than a cup of tea, he had dismantled the puppet, revealing a completely ineffective magic core.
This puppet was actually driven by the magic core.
Half an hour later, another puppet attacked from the inner room. It was obviously stronger, but its shortcomings were also obvious. Chen Guan still didn't feel the pressure.
The third and fourth puppets
left a lot of debris. Just when Chen Guan doubted their level, a puppet that was about the fifth or sixth star of the great fighting master came out to fight.
Unlike the previous puppets, this one was still alive and kicking after its head was chopped off, and its movements were not so stiff, and it seemed to be more "spiritual".
While beating and exploring, Chen Guan found the key. Only by erasing the brand in their bodies can they be completely destroyed.
It was also from this puppet that Chen Guan fell into a boring and tiring battle, which consumed both his mind and body.
Until today, he had consumed several bottles of second-grade recovery pills.
The consumption of fighting spirit was just a small matter. Even without pills, he could continue to persevere by relying on the recovery of Xuan-level skills. What worried him most was the consumption of spirit.
After taking a recovery pill, the fighting spirit in his body was recovering rapidly and filling up again, but he still felt very tired. This was a manifestation of excessive mental consumption. Chen Guan was a little worried about the next battle.
After all, the puppet just now, in terms of strength, was almost as strong as a fighting spirit. If it were not for the lack of consciousness, he would have to use all his trump cards.
The next puppet might be at the level of a real fighting spirit. In his current state...
Half an hour passed quickly, and Chen Guan stood up and waited for his opponent to appear.
The door of the inner room opened with a bang, but no puppet came out for a long time.
Just as he was wondering, he saw a light suddenly rise in the dark inner room. It was the brazier on the wall that was strangely burning.
"Come in, young man."
It was that voice again!
This time it was clearer, and he could feel that the person who spoke was very old.
Chen Guan hesitated for a moment, but still stepped into it.
The inner room was smaller than the outside, and a stone bed showed that this was just a place to rest.
The layout was also very simple. Anyway, Chen Guan walked around and didn't find anything strange. They were all very ordinary.
On the stone bed, there was a skeleton sitting cross-legged. The skeleton wore a dark blue ring on its left hand. This was probably the only bright spot.
Just as Chen Guan was secretly looking at it, an extremely illusory "ghost" emerged from the ring. It was indeed an old man with white hair and beard. The appearance of an immortal reminded him of a movie called Shushan. The old man and the white-browed man were very similar.
Surprisingly, perhaps because he didn't feel any malice, Chen Guan didn't feel fear at this moment. Instead, he had a strong urge to complain.
Yao Chen is the grandfather hidden in the ring.
Tianhuo Zun Zun is the low-profile version of the grandfather hidden in the ring.
Now give him one too?
Douqi Continent is rich in grandfathers, right?
"Your mental power consumption is not small. Repair it first and then we can talk about other things."
The old man said, and a fairy-like light yellow dust that can't be seen by the naked eye flew from the ring to the boy's eyebrows.
Chen Guan only felt a trace of coldness in his eyebrows. His tired spirit was like a long drought meeting sweet dew. He greedily absorbed the watering of rain, and his mental power recovered at a terrifying speed.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Chen Guan's tiredness was swept away.
Not only that, he also found that his condition was better than ever. Everything he saw seemed clearer. The whole person seemed to be soaking in a comfortable hot spring and felt very good.
"This is..."
"It's just a small benefit issued by the sect where I was back then. It's not worth mentioning." The old man replied indifferently.
If Chen Guan hadn't seen the corners of his mouth raised high, he would have almost believed it. Versailles!
"Young man, let us introduce ourselves. I am Shu Tianhe from the Tiangui Sect!"
(End of this chapter)