Chapter 5737: mobs 3
Leng Xuan chuckled: "Aren't you afraid that I will deceive you?" Xiaoguai said: "What if you deceived me? You can't get any benefit from me. For me, it's the same everywhere. Besides, here After staying for thousands of years, I am also a little tired, if I can change place, I will naturally not refuse." Leng Xuan asked: "Since you have no opinion, can you let me out?"
"When..." Before the little monster could finish speaking, he heard a 'squeak' sound. Leng Xuan's spiritual sense unfolded, and he soon discovered that the iron door in the stone room had been pushed open from the outside. Then, a burly man walked in slowly. Seeing that man, Leng Xuan's heart couldn't help but move. The man who appeared in the spiritual sense was none other than the mysterious masked man who fought against him that night. The masked man was dressed very casually, a loose robe, bare feet, and long hair hanging down around his waist. Looking at his outfit, he doesn't seem to worry about being seen by others. In this way, there is no one else in this tower except him.
Leng Xuan held his breath, trying to restrain his breath as much as possible. Although he was in the mountains, he was still a little worried, afraid that the other party would discover his existence. However, this concern did not last long. The mysterious masked man walked to the edge of the pool, looked at the water of blood and spirit overflowing from the top of the mountain, and sat down slowly. After sitting cross-legged, he closed his eyes, placed his hands flat on his knees, and quickly entered into meditation.
"Xiaoguai, does he come here to practice every day?" Hearing Leng Xuan's question, Xiaoguai responded, "Well, he comes here every day. If I remember correctly, he must have been here for hundreds of years." Wen Yan, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Has there been any strange changes in him over the years? For example, the improvement in cultivation." Xiaoguai recalled and said: "Yes, it seems to have been more than 40 years ago. It looks like his strength has suddenly increased a lot." Leng Xuan nodded secretly, so speaking, the mysterious masked man should have broken through more than 40 years ago in the late stage of Mahayana. No wonder Yu Yan said that the other party was not the opponent of the demon emperor. The demon emperor had successfully completed the breakthrough thousands of years ago, and this mysterious mask talent had broken through for less than a hundred years. The gap was indeed not so easy to make up. Just like that, three or four hours passed. Leng Xuan was a little depressed, and he didn't know when the mysterious masked man completed his cultivation. If he continued to cultivate like this, he would have no chance to escape at all. While thinking about it, the masked man who practiced cross-legged suddenly let out a long breath and opened his eyes.
However, what disappointed Leng Xuan was that although the masked man had finished his cultivation, he did not intend to get up, but took out a yellowish ancient book from his arms and read it carefully. While reading, the masked man made gestures from time to time, looking at it, it seemed that he was studying some kind of exercise. At this moment, a respectful voice suddenly sounded in the stone chamber: "Elder." Hearing the sound, the masked man said in a flat tone: "What's the matter?" The order has been conveyed, please let the elders show up to see you." The masked man said impatiently: "Okay, I'll go right away." After saying that, he put down the ancient book, then got up and walked towards the stone room.