Chapter 177

Fortunately, refining heaven is sealed with immortal power. Otherwise, it is estimated that the immortal prison will have to be refined, and Liu Lang can't find a place to cry.

Now he finally understood why Lian Tianqiong didn't even eat food. (1) he wanted to understand the holy pattern in his cell. Although Liu Lang didn't know what the holy grain was, one thing can be confirmed. The holy grain must be something that can help refine the heaven. The guy wanted to reach the heaven level as soon as possible and then get out of prison.

Liu Lang didn't dare to make any wrong ideas about such a talented God with money and future.

He went straight to the canteen.

Zhu Dachang and guangyaozi are preparing dinner for today.

"Master, great immortal, have you ever heard of refining the sky?" Liu Lang pinched a piece of pig's head and threw it into his mouth.

"Whoa..."

"Bang..."

The plate in Guang Yao Zi's hand fell directly to the ground, and Zhu Dachang's spoon also did not hold firmly, and fell directly into the newly painted pot.

"What's your reaction?" Liu Lang was surprised. Although refining the sky is a local tyrant and a genius, it doesn't make the two immortals so?

"The madman has come to the immortal prison?" Guangyaozi asked, swallowing and spitting.

"Yes, I've been here for several days, but I forgot to tell you. From tomorrow on, master, you can open a small stove for Lian Cang. You are so tired that you can deliver food to him every day. I don't think Lian Cang will come to the canteen to eat." Liu Lang discussed with Zhu Dachang and guangyaozi.

Zhu Da often nodded and agreed, but Guang Yaozi's head was shaking like a rattle drum. "You can't go to a meal delivery job if you want to find anyone."

"Shit, do you want to make money or not? If you don't send food, the shop we cooperate with will not open." Liu Lang threatened with a cold face.

"No Guangyaozi waved his hand in a hurry. His expression was very tangled. He seemed to be struggling in his heart. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind. He sighed and said, "I can't make any money. I can't deliver food to the refining heaven."

Liu Lang didn't expect that such a rich fan as guangyaozi would not make money. He could not help but wonder, "is it not to send a meal, not to kill you, as to?"

"Kill me? If you just kill me, I'll do it. I'm afraid that madman will try me Guangyaozi's eyes were full of fear and said: "other immortals just tear up if they don't agree with each other. However, refining the sky is different. He just invented a new method of magic cultivation. It's said that he has just invented a new method of magic cultivation. He's taking the immortal's idea as a guide, and is taking the immortal's idea everywhere to test it. Do you know what the immortal thought is? It is equivalent to ordinary people's souls and spirits. If you take out some of them, you can't die, but the pain is definitely worse than death. "

"It's a bit scary." Liu Lang nodded, holding his chin and said, "but I've been pulling with him for so long, isn't it OK?"

"Wipe, you are a mortal, you have no immortal idea at all. Of course, he will not do anything to you." Guangyaozi was speechless.

Liu Lang patted his head, "if you say that, I understand. Well, I'll take care of all the food delivery matters in the future. I didn't expect that ordinary people also have the benefits of ordinary people. It's safe."

Seeing that Liu Lang didn't force him to deliver food to Lian Tianqiong, guangyaozi was pardoned.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Liu Lang, carrying Zhu Dachang's specialty dishes, came to the prison where he was refining the sky.

This time, Liu Lang learned to be good and did not dare to go too close. He stopped when he was still four or five meters away from his cell.

In the cell, Lian Cang still kept the posture of meditation, his eyes closed and his eyebrows twisted into a ball. He seemed to be understanding something that was particularly difficult to understand.

"Lian Da Xian, I've brought you rice. "After a moment's hesitation, Liu Lang said. I haven't eaten for several days. I can't be hungry.

Lian Tianqiong slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, "bring it here!"

Liu Lang is also relieved. Refining the sky is quite normal. It's not as terrible as guangyaozi described it. He slowly walks to the door of the cell with the dishes, reaches out and touches it. He finds that the array has been removed, and then he puts several dishes in one by one through the cracks in the iron bars of the cell.

"It's none of your business. Let's go." Seeing Liu Lang put the food in, Lian Cang waved his hand and said.

Liu Lang turned back and slowly retreated.

"Clang..."

After two steps, Liu Lang suddenly tripped at his feet. Looking down, he found that it was the iron box containing the Youxi sword. In the daytime, he bumped into the array arranged by the refining sky and dropped both the iron box and the Youxi short sword on the ground. At that time, he took the broken sword away, but he forgot to pick up the iron box.

Liu Lang bent down and picked up the iron box, ready to throw it into the garbage can in the corridor.

"Hold on!"

Just then, the voice of refining the sky came from behind.

"Refined immortal, is the dish not to the taste? I'll have it redone right away Liu Lang quickly turned around and said.

"Bring me the iron box in your hand." Said the refining sky in a deep voice.

"This rag?" Liu Lang looked at the rusty iron box in his hand. It should be a sword box. It is estimated that it is of the same age as the Youxi sword. However, refining the sky can't even look at you Xi sword. What do you want this sword box for?Although he was puzzled, Liu Lang still came back and put the iron box into his cell.

The refining sky stood up from the wooden bed, walked to the iron fence step by step, bent down to pick up the iron box, and looked at it from top to bottom, from left to bottom, and finally opened the iron box to see the situation inside.

"A madman indeed." Liu Lang finally believed in guangyaozi's words. The spirit of refining the heaven was not normal. Holding a broken iron box, what could he see?

"Ha ha, I can't find a place to find it without any effort. I finally found it!" At this time, Lian Tianqiong suddenly burst into laughter.

"What's the situation?" Liu Lang looked at the refining sky suspiciously, "is that iron box a treasure? More than you Xijian's baby? But why did you put it in your hands for such a long time that I didn't find anything special about him. "

"Lian Da Xian, what kind of treasure is this iron box?" Finally, Liu Lang finally couldn't help it and asked with courage.

"Baby? This iron box is a piece of rubbish. " The refining sky stroked the iron box and sighed: "but the lines on the iron box are the holy patterns handed down from ancient times. With this holy pattern, I can break through the heaven level in the near future."

"Is that the holy mark?" Liu Lang actually noticed that there were some strange lines on the iron box, but he thought it was carved for the sake of beauty. I didn't expect that it was a holy pattern that could further refine the sky. I don't know whether it's your own luck or the fortune of refining the sky.

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