As night fell, the moonlight was sparse and the surroundings were silent, and a black figure appeared under the window behind the Treasure Pavilion.

I saw the black figure jump slightly, hooked the window edge with one arm, and then turned over and jumped from the window into the treasure pavilion.

The black figure landed on the ground in the Treasure Pavilion, and it was obvious that he breathed a sigh of relief, untied a cloth bag around his waist, and crept around a row of weapon racks to a row of wooden racks.

Through the faint moonlight coming in from the window, you can still see all kinds of elixirs scattered on the wooden shelves, but looking at the year, they are all ordinary and common elixirs.

The precious elixirs were all treasured by the Dragon Family Patriarch and several clan elders, where would they be stored in this unattended Treasure Pavilion.

However, these elixirs that are not very old may not be of much use to others, but they are indeed rare treasures for Long Zun.

He is hungry now, as long as it is an elixir, he will not let it go.

Reaching out to untie the cloth bag, the other arm was wrapped around the wooden frame, and all kinds of elixirs fell into the cloth bag he brought.

After a while, the cloth bag was full, and it took a long time for the mouth of the cloth bag to be tied.

Looking at the remaining half of the elixir on the wooden shelf, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze, returned to the window where he had come in earlier, turned over and jumped out of the window.

Under the cover of the moonlight, he easily returned to the courtyard where he lived.

After entering the house, he closed the door with his hand, came to the bedside, lit an oil lamp, and excitedly opened the cloth bag, and all the elixirs in the cloth bag were poured on the bed.

Looking at the elixir that covered most of the bed, and smelling the refreshing fragrance of medicine in his nose, Long Zun breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although he knew that the Treasure Pavilion was unguarded, he didn't expect that he would come back with a bag full of elixir so smoothly.

Raised his hand and grabbed a elixir that looked like ginseng, opened his mouth, put the whole one into his mouth, chewed it twice vigorously, and swallowed it.

A warm current rose from his lower abdomen, and he hurriedly ran the Dao Yan Gong Method, leading this warm current to run in the meridians for a week and enter the dantian.

It is a three-point poison of medicine, and for ordinary cultivators, these elixirs need to be refined by an alchemist before they can be taken, otherwise the residual toxicity in the elixir can make a cultivator's cultivation stagnate, or even cause his cultivation to decline due to chronic poisoning.

Except for the alchemists, no one was interested in some elixirs that were of little use and were not very old, so the Long family was relieved to put these elixirs in the unguarded treasure pavilion.

These elixirs that have not been refined by the alchemist are great supplements for Long Zun, who has cultivated the Dao Method.

Dao Yan Jue is like an alchemist, extracting the aura in the elixir, transforming it, and finally turning it into mystical power and feeding it back into the cultivator's body.

As for the messy toxicity and residues, all of them are turned into turbidity and eliminated from the body.

After eating an elixir and running the Dao Method, Long Zun found that the trace of Xuan power in his dantian was a little stronger, far faster than he could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, what made him depressed was that not all the Xuan Power transformed by the elixir was possessed by him alone, and the two qi masses in the dantian, one green and one red, each took away a part of the Xuan Power, leaving less than half of it absorbed by him.

"Two thieves, you wait, let you run rampant now, and see how I clean you up later. ”

Noticing the behavior of the two gases in the dantian, Long Zun said hatefully, but he was helpless, and picked up the two elixirs and put them in his mouth at the same time, and cultivated silently.

The rooster crows early, the morning dew and frost fall, and a round of tomorrow rises in the sky outside the courtyard, and the soft light shines into the house along the crack in the door and falls on the head of the bed.

Long Zun, who had been cultivating all night, woke up from his cultivation, and the almost transparent white Xuan power in the previous dantian had already condensed and more than doubled in size.

Stretching his waist, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he felt that he could lift a stone plate of several hundred catties with one hand, and with a stomp of his foot, he could shatter the bluestone slab under his feet.

Move your body a few times, clean up all kinds of elixirs that were scattered on the bed before, put them in your pockets, and then hide your pockets, and then get up and leave the small courtyard.

After going to the dining room to eat, he returned to the house, sat cross-legged on the bed, put a few elixirs in his hand, and consumed the elixir while running the Dao Yan Jue Exercises to improve his strength.

Time is like water, flowing water does not stop, never stops, Long Zun lives like this day after day.

Five days later, the sack full of elixir was finally exhausted, and on the sixth day, the sack became empty as the aura of the last elixir turned into the power of his dantian.

In the dead of night, he picked up the cloth bag that had long been empty, tied it around his waist with a rope, pushed open the door and walked out, jumped lightly on the head of the room, and drove all the way to the door of the Treasure Pavilion.

Jumping from the window on one side of the Treasure Pavilion to the inside, he walked to the wooden shelf where the elixir was placed, opened the cloth bag, and filled the elixir with a cloud of fragments, and did not stop until the cloth bag was full, and then took advantage of the cover of night to return to the courtyard where he lived.

Back in the house, he looked at the bag full of elixir in front of him, and he had five or six days to cultivate with peace of mind, and he didn't have to worry about the elixir.

In this way, six days later, Long Zun sneaked into the Treasure Pavilion as usual and stole a lot of elixirs back, so after a few times, the last elixir collected in the Treasure Pavilion was moved back to his small courtyard by him, and he didn't have to go to the Treasure Pavilion to steal the elixir in the future.

The Long Family Treasure Pavilion is usually not visited, but every month someone will make a special inventory of the items inside.

This time, the children of the Long family who went to the Treasure Pavilion to count found that the elixir on the wooden frame had disappeared as soon as they entered the Treasure Pavilion, and immediately notified the clan elder who managed the Treasure Pavilion, and finally the clan elder notified the patriarch.

Long Xingguan, the head of the Long family, was immediately furious when he learned about this, those elixirs were not valuable, but the loss of the elixir was not a slap in the face of the Long family and him.

The dignified family of cultivators in Zhulin Town was actually stolen by thieves from the elixir at home, and the matter spread out, with no intention of making the Long family and him a laughing stock in the mouths of various families in Zhulin Town and even Tiancheng County.

There was a patriarch who spoke and attached great importance to it, and the cultivators who lived in Zhulin Town, together with the Long family itself, did not let go of the search, and there was a lot of trouble for a while.

As for Long Zun, the initiator, he honestly stayed in his small courtyard in the past few days when he was searching for thieves, and he didn't go out or cause trouble.

Of course, no one will suspect that a waste who can't cultivate will go to the Treasure Pavilion to steal the elixir, you must know that the windows of the Treasure Pavilion are all more than two meters high, and ordinary people can't climb up at all, and the only ones who steal the elixir are cultivators who have cultivated their mystical power.

After a period of time, the thieves who stole the elixir could not be found, and the Long family had no choice but to give up, but from then on, they still arranged for several children of the Long family to take turns guarding the Treasure Pavilion every day.

There is no elixir in the Treasure Pavilion, Long Zun is too lazy to go, every day he cultivates in his room with peace of mind, and eats a few elixirs from time to time, how comfortable his life is.