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Because Chen Yang and Feng Ming were tied together, the posture of appearing in the stone chamber was a bit hard to describe.

Chen Yang was looking around with caution, and finally his eyes fell on the pile of stones in the corner.

Feng Ming was already a little embarrassed, "I said, how long are you going to sit on me?"

Chen Yang quickly stood up and moved aside, "Didn't he just accidentally sit on you when he landed on the ground? Is this going to blush?"

Feng Ming always blushed whenever he moves. This time Chen Yang sat in a position that was a bit awkward, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"You almost made me lose my son and grandson. Is there anyone like you who is like a brother?"

"Ah? Cough... that's a bit embarrassing, hahaha..."

As soon as Chen Yang came here, he was busy looking at the surrounding environment. He knew that he was sitting on Feng Ming, thinking that the contact between the two big men would not be too embarrassing.

As a result, I focused on guarding against possible dangers around me and did not notice my own position.

"If Bai Feifei knew about it, I would be afraid that my life would not be able to be saved." Chen Yang joked deliberately.

"What's the matter with Guan Bai Feifei!" Feng Ming got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. His ears turned red, looking even more awkward than before.

Chen Yang originally wanted to make some jokes, but suddenly he heard a rustling sound, "Shh... don't make a sound!"

Chen Yang walked carefully towards the door of the stone chamber and found that there was no formation to protect the door.

When the spiritual consciousness was released, there were many crisscrossing mud holes outside, and the source of the sound was quickly found.

The sound really came from a mud hole.

What made the sound was a small black crocodile beast.

It seems like it was just a short time after birth and when the limbs crawled in mud holes, it seemed very difficult.

She looks a little cute.

Chen Yang used his spiritual sense to check other mud holes, and there was nothing found within the range where the spiritual sense could detect.

"Is there any danger?" Feng Ming asked in a voice.

Chen Yang shrugged, "There is no danger, but there is one cute baby."

"Cute baby? What cute baby?"

"It's the cute and cute little black crocodile beast." Chen Yang explained.

"Why do you have so many novel adjectives in your mouth?"

"There's no way, my buddy is very smart."

"The language there is very interesting." Since Chen Yang talked to him about his hometown, Feng Ming has also learned about some of the culture of Chen Yang's hometown.

He developed a strong interest in Chen Yang's hometown, and even thought that he would definitely go and have a look if he had the opportunity.

"Don't think about these messy things, hurry up and take a look at the stones. I always feel that they are a bit special. See if they are any material for layout."

Feng Ming went over and looked, "I found that the piece belongs to the same type when I was outside. I didn't know if you picked up the stone to activate the formation.

Keep it first, and then study it when you have time. But my storage ring space is limited, so please help me with these stones?"

Feng Ming often saw Chen Yang bringing out a lot of strange things, including many large items.

Most people have limited storage rings, so they will plan large items.

Chen Yang seemed to have never cared about this kind of problem.

Although he usually uses a lot of storage bags, every time he takes important things, Feng Ming notices that he doesn't take them out of the storage bag.

That's why he thought Chen Yang had many storage rings.

Chen Yang did have many storage rings in his hand, and now he took out one to help fill most of the pile of stones into the ring and give it to Feng Ming.

"It's easy to get lost when you are practicing. You'd better keep it yourself. It's convenient when you want to study it. I'll leave the remaining few pieces for me. When I have time, I'll see if it's worth it."

"Okay." Feng Ming didn't be polite to Chen Yang.

A storage ring is more precious to ordinary monks. Wang Yiheng uses a ring to pack it for him every time he gives him something.

Mrs. Li also gave him things twice, and once it was filled with a storage ring.

Although the space for the ring is not very large, it is much larger than that of an ordinary storage bag.

When the two of them handed the ring to Chen Yang, they were reminding the use of the things inside, and they never mentioned the value of the storage ring.

Wang Yiheng gave it casually because of the foundation of the Hucheng Palace. Two or three storage rings are really nothing to him.

Mrs. Li thought that she did not give Chen Yang any decent meeting gift, so she gave Chen Yang the storage ring a gift.

Chen Yang had a few storage rings in his hand at once, and he was not sure how precious the storage ring was.

After putting away the stones, the two of them walked around the stone chamber for a few times but found nothing, so they decided to go out first.

I was really ready to leave, the little black crocodile beast pulled her short legs and walked to the door of the stone chamber.

When they found that Chen Yang and the others seemed to be scared, they first bared their teeth at their mad, and then turned around and ran away.

"Haha, this is what you said about that cute baby? It looks quite interesting."

He didn't hear Chen Yang's movement again, Feng Ming turned his head and saw Chen Yang frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

"What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything, I just felt that the little black crocodile beast gave me a little familiarity. But I'm sure I haven't seen it."

"So familiar?" Feng Ming thought for a while, "I have seen it in a book before, saying that there is a magic method that allows monks to cultivate their clones.

It is said that some newly refined clones will grow from childhood and will not grow exactly the same until the clone's cultivation catches up with the original body.

Do you think this sense of familiarity is related to that soul?"

Feng Ming's words aroused Chen Yang's alertness because he had also seen descriptions of this kind of magic in ancient books.

If it is really a clone cultivated by the soul body, then it might have come after sensing the marks made by him just now.

Otherwise, what would that short leg come over?

"Let's go out and check it out, don't let it run away!"

Those ancient books clearly state that clones can be shared with their own memory through secret techniques.

If that short leg is really a clone and is run away by it, it will be troublesome in the future.

As soon as he left the stone chamber, facing several caves that were only thick enough for an adult's waist, Chen Yang quickly pulled out the little thing.

They couldn't pass these caves, so Chen Yang could only rely on the little things.

Not only can the little thing pass smoothly, the key is that its nose has a sensitive sense of smell.

Chen Yang couldn't tell which hole the short leg was going to, but the little thing could.

When the little thing received Chen Yang's thoughts, it refused in his heart.

Its dignified Qinglong, the dragon clan, was so miserable that he had to drill a mud hole!

But what else can the contractor you have found yourself besides spoiling yourself?

The little thing stood there accepting his fate, sniffed it with his nose, and then recognized a mud hole and drilled in.

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