Chapter 165: Magic fish deep pool

The magic fish deep pool is located on a hill in the south of Qingyun Zong.

Compared to the mountains in the north of Qingyunzong, this hill is not conspicuous.

However, the scenery here is surprisingly good. Qingyun Zong has trimmed a neat trail and went straight to the hill. The six-foot-wide cyan slabs were used along the way, paved neatly.

After arriving at the hill, Luo Zheng saw a deacon wearing a brown coat waiting to be here.

After greeted him, Luo Zheng asked about the magic fish deep pool.

The deacon looked at Luo Zheng and saw the white robe on Luo Zheng’s body, and his face showed a hint of confusion.

Generally speaking, Qingyun Zong’s white robes have no points on hand, and the illusion fish deep pool cultivation has certain strength requirements for the military.

If the strength of the practitioner does not enter the innate mystery, not only will there be no benefit in the deep pool of the magic fish, but it may even be injured inside.

"I want to apply to enter the magic fish deep pool cultivation," Luo Zheng said to the deacon.

The deacon thought about it, and said: "Is your mentor of the mountain, let you come?"

Under normal circumstances, the instructors recommend that their disciples in the mountain come to practice at the right time.

Luo Zheng nodded, he did indeed reminded by the soul of Su Lingyun, only to know the Qingyun Zong these cultivation secrets.

The deacon said to Luo Zheng, "Take me your disciples first."

After investigating the disciples of Luo Zheng, the deacon confirmed that there are many points in it. According to the experience of the deacon, a foreign disciple cannot have so many points unless he buys it with cristobalite.

"Looking at him is still wearing a foreigner's robes, it should not be a sect, it should come from those families with a good family," the deacon said in his heart.

Then the deacon said to Luo Zheng: "You can't enter the magic fish deep pool cultivation now."

"What is this?" Luo Zhengqi said.

"At the moment, in the deep pool of the magic fish, there are other people practicing, but the man has already gone in for half an hour. I set him an hour, you see," said the deacon with a hand pointing to the sundial. "The man went in at noon. If you want to practice an hour, you will come out at the end. Now that time is over halfway, you only need to wait a little longer."

Luo Zheng followed the deacon to count on the past. On that day, the long shadow cast between noon and no time. Indeed, as he said, it seems that he will wait here for half an hour.

Luo Zheng nodded and sat down on a stone bench next to him.

He had thought that he had to wait for the first half of the hour, but he did not expect that Luo Zheng had just sat for a while, but he couldn’t see the time of this scented work, and he saw the end of the paved workmanship. Going out, watching the clothes in his body drenched, his body was squatting, his lips were white, his eyes were straight, and some of them were out of breath.

The deacon hurried up and hurried the man. "I said you, the congenital five-fold realm, and the cultivation of the magical fish deep pool is too reluctant. This martial arts practice is gradual, like You are such a congenital five-fold realm. You can’t stay in the magical fish deep pool for a half-hour. You have to set an hour. Isn’t this a sin?”

The deacon took the disciple to the side of the stone bench and sat down. The man panted for a while and his face gradually recovered. When he slowed down, he saw the Luo Zheng next to him and suddenly shouted: "Luo Sign, you also come to the magic fish deep pool?"

Luo Zheng smiled and nodded, but he recognized this person long ago. It was during the time when the knife was killed in the south, the Meng family, Meng Tingjun, whom he met.

"Meng Tsengjun, I haven't seen you for a long time," Luo Zheng reached out and marched toward Meng Tingjun.

To put it bluntly, Zhugejia sent people to the south to kill Luo Zheng, and also lost Meng Tingjun to help him, he still owes him a favor.

Meng Tsengjun looked at Luo Zheng's eyes. "No, this magical fish deep pool, the general outside disciples, can't get in, Luo Zhengxiong, you enter the innate secret?"

Luo Zheng nodded and smiled: "I have just stepped into the innate secrets soon!"

"I have just stepped into the congenital mystery, and this magical fish deep pool, I am afraid that it is not suitable for you to practice." Meng Tseng-jun shook his head and said, while reaching out and picking up a cowhide rib, the long hair that was wet by the water would be bundled. together.

The deacon also nodded. "Although the regulations on the sacred fish deep pool indicate that all the innate spirits who step into the innate mystery can enter the Tanzhong cultivation, but I generally do not recommend people under the congenital two, even if Breaking through the congenital two, the time of cultivation, is also not too long."

"Yes, the last time I was a younger brother, I just stepped into the congenital realm, and I was eager to enter the magic fish deep pool. The result was not only not cultivated for growth, but because of the real yuan countercurrent, it was seriously injured." Also persuaded next to it.

Luo Zheng smiled slightly. "Thanks to Meng Tingjun for reminding me, but this time I came, my idea has been fixed. No matter what the situation, I have to enter the magic fish deep pool and practice."

Seeing that Luo Zheng’s face was so determined, the deacon and Meng Tsengjun also understood that they must not persuade, so they would not say more.

"Well, since Meng Tsengjun has come out of the deep pool, can it be my turn now?" Luo Zheng asked the deacon.

The deacon nodded. "I don't know how long you want to practice for the first time?"

“How long can I set the minimum?” Luo Zheng asked.

"Cultivating in the deep pool of magic fish is half a hour as a unit. If you have to try it, I suggest that you choose half an hour better." In this deacon's opinion, Luo Zheng should be his own strength. Have a certain confidence.

However, he has seen too many people, and he can't persist in his cultivation. Among them, there are some congenital seven-eight, eight-fold disciples.

No matter how you look at it, the boy who is innate in the realm of the realm is still too weak.

Although the deacon is in the Qingyun Zong, he also profoundly understands that the realm does not mean strength, but there is no doubt that the realm is often linked to strength.

"If this is the case, then I will choose an hour," Luo Zheng said, and stood up from the stone bench.

"An hour?" The deacon and Meng Tseng-jun’s face were awkward.

In the end, the deacon smiled and thought, and people often tasted it themselves, and they understood that the sky was thick and thick. After the kid entered the magic fish deep pond cultivation, he realized that the magic fish deep pool was terrible.

Immediately, the deacon received the disciples of Luo Zheng, and after the temporary seizure, he let go and let Luo go up.

Luo Zheng followed the big stone paved steps and walked up step by step. After about 30 steps, he walked to the end of the road.

When Luo Zheng had just stepped down from the bluestone steps, he heard a fierce waterfall flowing.

"Oh, this is a bit of a wonderful design." Luo Zheng was curious in his heart, and he took the step back on the steps. At this moment, Luo Zheng’s legs stood on the steps, and the sound of the waterfall disappeared and disappeared. The steps were just taken down, and the sound of the water rang in Luo Zheng’s ear.

"Interesting, presumably this is also the predecessor of Qingyun Zong, once again set up a magical array of sound barriers, just a step away, the sounds coming into the ear are completely different." After several trials, Luo Zheng was only Go down the steps and continue on.

On the platform in front of it, there is a waterfall flying straight down.

The waterfall is not high, only three or four feet high. Compared to the waterfalls in the mountains and the mountains and rivers, the waterfall in front of it is too small, but unusually, the water in the deep pool falls from the waterfall. The sound that was made turned out to be enormous.

Those waters, hitting the water, can be described by the sound of the sky, standing on the front of the waterfall, as if there are thousands of troops heading for themselves.

Being able to become the cultivation secret of Qingyunzong, it still has merit.

Luo Zheng went to the deep pool and reached out to touch the clear water on the side of the pool. He suddenly understood why the water made such a loud sound.

Although this water looks clear and transparent, it feels completely different.

When I reached out and touched it, I felt that there was a layer of chill, which seemed to freeze the fingers of Luo Zheng.

"Zh..."

A real element was running in Luo Zheng’s arm, and suddenly the coldness in his hand was expelled.

This water is not only icy, but when Luo Zheng took a handful of water, he suddenly discovered that the water was surprisingly heavy!

"It is rumored that the water in the depths of the extremely cold places is about ten times heavier than ordinary water. The name of the water is ‘heavy water.’ Is the water in the deep pool of this magic fish a heavy water?”

Such heavy water will inevitably produce extremely heavy water pressure, plus a strong chill in this heavy water.

It is conceivable that entering this deep pool will bring a heavy burden to the practitioners.

Luo Zheng did not stay in the deep pool, delaying the time for too long.

One hour and two hundred points, that is, four hundred and square spar, can really be described by an inch of white gold.

So when Luo Zheng was ready, he took a deep breath and leaped from the deep pool.