"Ah~~ Don't eat me, the fat man is not delicious, you go eat that thin man~" The fat man tightly covered his eyes and let out a scream like a pig. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Ling ripped off his hand with black lines on his head and said, "Little fat man, see clearly, I'm Yang Ling!"

Yang ...... Yang Ling ......" The fat man looked at Yang Ling from between his fingers, and then slowly put his hand down, and then a fat face turned into joy, "Brother Yang, why are you here?"

Yang Ling's cheeks twitched a few times and said angrily: "In the middle of the night, you don't sleep at home, why did you come here?"

Only then did the little fat man react, first touching his body next to each other, and then picking up the flashlight and looking around, "Where's my camera?"

"I'll help you find it!"

Yang Ling also pretended to look around with a flashlight.

"Poof~" A big foot stepped on the camera in the dark, and at the same time, a wave of vitality rushed in.

"Found it, oops, it's a pity it broke!"

Yang Ling picked up the camera, and the lens and display screen were slightly deformed.

The little fat man hurriedly ran up, took the camera and opened the hatch, pulled out a memory card from it and looked at it, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then carefully put the memory card in his pocket, and wiped it with his hand a few times, "By the way, Brother Yang, why are you here?"

"I ?...... , Well, I heard at night that there are sword immortals here, so let's take a look. ”

"Haha! Brother Yang, I've already recorded it, you can wait to watch the explosive news tomorrow!" the little fat man casually threw the camera that was trampled by Yang Ling into the bushes, and said triumphantly patting his pocket.

"You don't want the camera?" Yang Ling asked in surprise.

"It's all broken, what else do you want him to do? Tomorrow the unit will definitely give me a new one?"

Poor baby!

Yang Ling couldn't help but pray a few times for the little fat man in his heart, the memory card that had been robbed by the Yuan Qi would definitely not have any data.

At this moment, the thin man who fell to the ground next to him stood up in a daze.

……

Ten minutes later, Yang Ling's flying sword appeared in the sky above the critical space.

At this time in March, winter is gone, and spring is coming.

Between the mountains and mountains, the grass and trees are still withered, and under the starry sky in the dark night, the distant mountains and trees are still shrouded in the cold.

Looking at the mountains below where everything was natural, Yang Ling had a slight toothache, he looked left and right, and didn't find any flaws, so he put away his sword and slowly fell.

However, he landed all the way to the ground, and nothing happened.

Fortunately, there was no problem with the phantom array in the critical space.

He flew straight to the top of the cliff halfway up the mountain, where the huge pine tree still stood luxuriantly in place, with a trunk as thick as ever.

He walked to the pine tree, looked at it carefully, and in a familiar position, he was surprised to find that there was also a palm-sized astrolabe imprint faintly on the cracked bark, so he pressed his hand up and pressed his hand to input a trace of vitality, and his body disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Half a minute later, Yang Ling's figure was revealed in place again, with a hint of weirdness on his face.

It seems that although this place has been integrated into the system, but by mistake, he actually left a back door for himself, even if the system can't enter in the future, he can still freely enter and exit this critical space and Yufu Cave Heaven.

This simply made him a little overjoyed, and all along, he had been mindful of the system of the second force, and he was not very reassured.

He let go of his divine thoughts, and with the support of powerful divine souls, a continuous group of palaces appeared vaguely from the mountains and valleys in his mind.

Perhaps, this critical space is similar to one-way transparent glass, it is easy to get out from the inside, but it is impossible to enter from the outside, even if someone finds this place, it is in vain to find the entrance, and the security seems to be very high.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling stepped on the flying sword with satisfaction, turned into a light and shadow, and disappeared without a trace in the night.

……

West Hill Villa.

Yang Ling was sitting in his room, with an arm-thick black pitch-thick stick on his lap, and a purple jade slip in his hand, his eyes closed in a daze.

In the jade slip given to him by Old Man Xian, the method of refining the weapon is indeed very detailed, almost exhaustive, and the writing is also easy to understand, which makes Yang Ling, a big idiot who refining, not look too difficult.

It records dozens of methods of first, second and third order magic weapons, if the magic weapon wants to exert the greatest power, then it must be selected according to the attributes of the material to choose the formation suitable for the attributes, the five elements of mutual growth and restraint in the refining and alchemy is particularly obvious.

After a long time, Yang Ling opened his eyes, put the jade slip into the ring, and then picked up the Tianxing wood on his leg, this wood is no more than a meter long, and the diameter is about twenty centimeters, the whole body is pitch black, but it is extremely heavy, like a large iron rod of hundreds of catties.

This is just the appearance, in fact, the hardness of this wood is beyond the cognition of all earthlings, and it is estimated that if it is thrown under the 10,000-ton hydraulic press, it will not necessarily be crushed, let alone with an ordinary steel knife and axe.

Yang Ling took the stick in his hand and looked at it for a few minutes, then turned over and took out a small hammer.

After a little thought, a large amount of vitality poured into the refining hammer, and the divine mind smoothly stimulated the cutting formation in the refining hammer, and suddenly countless bright light red lights began to jump and flicker on the hammer, and several thin light red blades condensed in the hammer head, floating in the air and flying up and down, constantly cutting the air, making a continuous popping sound.

Yang Ling attached his divine thoughts to several blades, feeling the incomparably powerful momentum and the incomparably powerful power on them, he hesitated for a moment and raised his hammer and smashed it against the Tianxing Wood floating in the air.

"Bang~!"

The hammer slammed into the starwood and a fiery red burst out.

A few red blades swept across the Tianxing Wood, popping a few times, and a stick with a thick arm instantly turned into a sword, and with the splash of sawdust, Yang Ling reached out and grabbed the pitch-black sword in his hand.

This is already the fifth sword he has made in the past two days, the first one is the worst, it was directly cut into a pile of scum by the cutting formation, and the second one is slightly better, cut into dozens of large and small pieces of various three-dimensional geometric figures, until this one, it is not decent, although it still does not reach the shape that Yang Ling needs, however, this can barely be used to embed the formation.

took out the jade slip and closed his eyes again, and after ten minutes, Yang Ling put away the jade slip, picked up the hammer, injected vitality, and began to communicate the formation inside.

In fact, the refining hammer that Old Man Xian gave to Yang Ling is also very good among the third-order magic weapons, which is inlaid with twelve yuan-level formations and one spirit-level formation, and also stores sixty-eight yuan-level formations and five spirit-level formations.

Among the magic weapons of swords, flying swords are undoubtedly the most popular.

So Yang Ling didn't think about it, and directly selected a flying formation.

As the red light on the hammer flickered, red lines appeared in the air, and then hooked up with each other, slowly turning into a simple three-dimensional pattern. (To be continued.) )