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That's the way to ask, but both of them have their own guesses in their hearts.

They vaguely know how to do it, but they don't know how to do it.

The two exchanged a look, Cang Cangzi smiled and said, "I don't know."

Cang Cangzi is considered to be knowledgeable and versatile among the monks in the cultivation world today, because he used to have nothing to do except practice and keep the seal, and because of his personality, he didn't like to play games day and night like Wei Tinghe, chasing stars and fighting each other. So I spend my spare time reading articles published by many great powers in various places day and night.

Just because he understands these things and learns them does not mean that he has the talent to become a researcher.

To be fair, he is essentially a practical party.

Like him, Ying Bo doesn't have much curiosity, and all kinds of learning have only one purpose, which is to be useful.

Dao-jun Boguang is different from them. The maniac figure exposes the essence of this Taoist otaku. Great theories are generally born in the hands of people who don’t want to go out and immerse themselves in research. Dao-jun Boguang is obviously such a person.

Taking this trip in the secret realm, they got a little better understanding of Daoist Boguang.

The only pity is that this little deepening of understanding did not allow Ying Bo to completely gain control of the Taoist Boguang's secret cave.

"Damn it."

Ying Bo said that his tone did not imply annoyance.

According to Daoist Boguang's last words, Ying Bo needs to stand on the top of this nameless mountain and use the formula he left behind.But now, Ying Bo has performed it again and again according to the formula he left behind. However, except for the first time when he could feel the fluctuation of aura, the second, third, fourth...until No.20 times, nothing changed on the Nameless Mountain.

What's more, as Daoist Boguang said in his last words, the formula was successful and the core of the secret realm appeared.

The top of the mountain only has an area of ​​one square meter. After two people stand on it, it can be said that it only allows them to settle down.Ying Bo had no place to relax, so he could only adjust his breathing and recall these twenty failures carefully.

Is it because the speed of typing out the formula is slow, or is it simply that I have misremembered the content of the formula?

What is the difference between the first time with aura fluctuations and the next nineteen times?What should he change?

Ying Bo stretched out his hand, and the white frost-like true qi danced on his fingertips, drawing various mysterious patterns with the changing of the finger.Ying Bo could feel something brewing in it, ready to move, as if a bud was about to sprout, and there was only a slight distance away, and the fingering was finished.

As a result, the true qi dissipated without any impact.

Cang Cangzi said: "Did Lord Boguang leave nothing here?"

Ying Bo said: "There is only one new last word, which probably means that I hope I can solve his doubts."

He said so, pondered for a while, and felt that the failure of the formula should not be his fault.

"Hey," Ying Bo flicked the little ball of light, and said, "You didn't give me the last paragraph of the instructions, did you?"

The little ball of light vibrated in dissatisfaction, as if angry at being suspected.

It suddenly dived into the sea of ​​consciousness, planning to start a cold war against its current master.

Ying Bo sighed, knowing that this time he couldn't take the entire secret realm into his pocket as originally planned, which made him feel a little regretful.

He turned his head and was about to call Cang Cangzi to go down the mountain with him when he was startled by something in Cang Cangzi's hand.

That was the former Hanyan sulfur gen flower.

Cangcuzi brought the bouquet of flowers picked under the flower tree before, and came to the top of the mountain. When Yingbo practiced the formula, Cangcuzi thought about the theory of repairing the fetal membranes of Zhongzhou Tiandi live broadcast day and night, while compiling the cold and sulfur gen flower.

All monks in the cultivation world have a pair of nimble hands, which can be used for refining weapons, alchemy, or writing symbols.Cangcuzi, who is only good at fighting and spending money, is not outstanding in this respect, but it is enough for him to weave a garland that looks extremely heavy and complicated.

Small white flowers not much bigger than a finger are dotted among the grass leaves, and the jade chips on the petals are shining, as if stars are sprinkled into the green waves.

Really very beautiful.

Ying Bo once learned to weave garlands to please others, but he always felt that garlands were very cheap decorations.Unexpectedly, the reason why the wreath looks cheap is that the way he weaves it is wrong. Look at Cang Cuizi's wreath, it's so beautiful that I can't bear to touch it.

He admired it cautiously for a while, breathing as slowly as possible for fear that he might blow one or two of the wreaths away.

Ying Bo felt that when he took the wreath back home, he had to spray a layer of glue to fix it.

Fortunately, it is a fake flower, so there is no need to worry about withering.

Cang Cuizi inserted the last flower in it, filling up the little vacancy left.The garland is now perfect, at least with Ying Bo's aesthetics, there is no flaw.

So Ying Bo joked: "Artist, when will you write a name for my school?"

"You can do it anytime you want," Cang Cangzi put down the wreath and said, "Although my calligraphy is not considered to be the best, as long as it is for you, it must be the best."

Here it is again, the ability to turn any topic into a confession.

Ying Bo was used to Cang Cangzi's words, so he didn't blush at all and said, "Thank you so much—"

The second half of the thank you word was cut off because Cang Cuizi pulled him.

"Ok?"

Thinking what Cang Cuizi was going to say, Ying Bo bent down.

Then, with a slight whimper, the wreath fell on his head.

"This..." Ying Bo groped the top of his head hesitantly, and said speechlessly, "Old man, don't you think this stuff doesn't match my temperament?"

"It's pretty good." Cang Cangzi smiled.

"You made such a wrong choice just after praising your aesthetics," Ying Bo sighed, "It's worthy of me, Black Rose... Uh, bitch chirping."

Ying Bo lowered his head and adjusted the expression on his face.

When he raised his head again, he looked almost the same as the student standing next to Mr. Zeng not long ago.

Ying Bo, who has restrained his foxy smell, looks extremely innocent, and the crown of cold sulfur genus on his head only adds a little youthfulness to him.Even Cang Cangzi would be amazed by this face-changing technique, and then he heard Ying Bo ask him: "How?"

"No one can compare his handsomeness." Cang Cangzi said without hesitation.

"That's really good." Ying Bo said, taking the lead to jump down a step, "Let's go."

"it is good."

Having said that, Cang Cangzi held Ying Bo's hand again, using the reason that neither of them believed that he was too short to fall easily.

The hands of both of them were sweaty, and they could even feel each other's rapid heart rate through the palms of their hands.

Giving a garland and receiving a garland are obviously just two simple actions, but the two still can't help trying to figure out what the other is thinking, trying to judge the other's behavior, while pretending to be calm.

And after the dust settled, they were sweating coldly.

Sent it away, Cang Cangzi thought.

Although it's a bit silly to wear, this garland is still very good as a collectible. It's fine to take it off after going down the mountain so that no one can see it, Ying Bo thought.

At this time, the holding hands revealed their anxious thoughts to them again, and when they jumped off a blue rock, Cang Cangzi laughed lowly when he heard Ying Bo.

So he also smiled lowly, and smelled the fragrance of flowers from the wreath on Ying Bo's head at the tip of his nose.

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The two of them didn't say a word, they couldn't help smiling all the way.

This inexplicable mood was maintained until Yingbo lost his way.

A certain liar stopped in his tracks, and found that the surrounding scenery was a little strange, at least he hadn't seen it when he went up the mountain just now.

His spirit poked the little ball of light in the sea of ​​consciousness, but the little ball of light didn't respond.

Still angry?a bit troublesome...

Ying Bo thought about the consequences of forcibly ordering the little light ball at this time, and then felt that there was no need to do so.

After leaving the secret realm, there are still many places to use the small light ball. It is better not to disturb it so that it can be deflated earlier.As for going down the mountain, there is only one mountain within a hundred miles of this secret place, and most of the mountain walls are still close to vertical, even if there is no way, you can go down to the foot of the mountain.

Both he and Cang Cangzi had the lightness technique attached to them, after all it was a bit dangerous to use teleportation or escape to move in this mountain.

But this danger is not too dangerous. With the small light ball, the monsters, plants and various traps in the mountain will not attack him.

Cang Cangzi also calmed down, and with a sweep of consciousness, he said, "There is a road over there."

Ying Bo also saw it, and the two walked down the steep stone steps together.

The scenery became more and more strange as we walked. After passing through the vast sea of ​​clouds on the mountainside, Ying Bo even saw other mountains appearing around this unnamed mountain.

The mountains are connected to form a mountain range, and the mountain they came down from is the highest peak in the mountain range.

……what happened?

What the hell is going on in this secret realm?

Ying Bo and Cang Cangzi looked at each other, and the relaxed mood just now disappeared. They changed their formation, Cang Cangzi walked in front, and his walking posture became alert.

On the edge of the stone steps, a clump of grotesque shrubs trembled.

The two stopped far away and stared at the bush. After a while, a two-headed white wolf demon emerged from the bush.

The double-headed white wolf demon has two heads, so it has a pair of cheeks, with scales growing on both cheeks, and horns growing on both heads. It seems to have the blood of a unicorn... and gave Zhenjun Xiangluo a big... like a dog.

Ying Bo was trying to control it with the authority given by the small light sphere. He didn't want the two-headed white wolf demon to look at them, turned around and left with a look of disgust.

This treatment was quite different from the last time they met, Ying Bo and Cang Cangzi looked at each other with a serious look on their faces.

This point of dignity became more and more serious on the way down the mountain, because they encountered all kinds of prehistoric alien species and even monster plants. If it wasn't for Cang Cuizi's knowledge and knowledge, Ying Bo would almost be eaten by a stone.

Finally reaching the foot of the mountain, Ying Bo raised his head and looked at the nameless mountain behind him.

The nameless mountain has changed a lot, not only the vegetation on its body has changed, but even its shape has changed.

Although the top of the mountain is still hidden in the clouds and mist, its mountain wall is not straight up and down as before, but tilted to one side, and there is even a big gap with a strange shape on one side.

Ying Bo removed the garland, tore off a petal, and rubbed it with his fingertips.

The chilly sap soaked his fingertips, and petal crumbs fell into the dirt at his feet.

He raised his head again and looked into the distance.

Over there, the sky is bright and dark, a real dragon that is said to be extinct in the cultivation world and a multicolored phoenix are engaged in a battle, wind and thunder surge, strange fire falls from the sky, ice and snow are mixed, the wind that blows even makes standing several kilometers away Other Ying Bo couldn't open their eyes.

Ying Bo had a guess in his mind that made him extremely confused.

He turned his head away, wanting to hear Cang Cangzi's opinion, but unexpectedly saw this guy holding up a jade slip in the appearance of a puppet.

A live jade slip.

Cang Cangzi spoke seriously to the camera.

"There is actually a signal... Hello everyone, I am the anchor Cang Cangzi, and I saw a live real dragon today."