Chen Yang has gone far.

The servant disciples from the outer sect were still lying on the ground, patting their bellies and following his back with their eyes.

This time, of course, I wasn’t looking at the buttocks.

Each of their gazes also changed from glowing green to full of complexity contained within them.

After a long silence, someone spoke first.

"What are you thinking?"

Someone interfaced:

"Exactly what you thought."

"Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Anyway, I'm not envious of those three drops of stone bell dew from the sky."

"Well, that's great. I envy this person."

"I really want to be him."

"While we are still in the outer sect, we must first be favored by Senior Brother Shen Lang, and then be favored by our true disciple, Senior Sister Shangguan... I am so envious that I can't wait to..."

"What do you hate?"

"No, it's nothing."

"We are, after all, just ordinary people."

"What about Chen Yang?"

"Bah, not human!"

"Hahaha, no, he is sitting, we are standing, he is resting, and we are doing it, aren't we not human beings?"

"Sometimes when I dream, I really think... I'm not a human being~~~"

The boiler room fell into silence again, as if many people were dreaming together.

Chen Yang didn't know that after he left, some people were scolding him for not being a human being.

It's true that his steps were so light that it was inhuman.

In a flash, Chen Yang went directly to Room No. 3.

On the way, Chen Yang glanced several times in the direction of the outer door butler's room, hesitating in his steps, wanting to turn that way.

During this period of time, I either spent time in the boiler room or practiced magic in mass graves. I spent more time gathering wool in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.

It was a bit monotonous, but it also allowed Chen Yang to understand a lot of basic knowledge about practicing in the outer sect of Yin Mo Sect.

For example, right now he is in the jealous retreat room.

Next to the deacon's room, there is a retreat room in the shape of a cave.

These retreat rooms have a sufficient supply of yin and demonic energy, and have formations to maintain the air, temperature, humidity, and most importantly, safety inside.

Once there is a problem while practicing, you can also seek emergency help through the formation.

As for the maids, strongmen, chefs, etc., they are all equipped.

A cave for retreat, in the ordinary world, would be the enjoyment of an emperor.

In the past, Chen Yang did not quite understand some of his predecessors who had been in solitary confinement for several years to more than ten years.

Later, after I felt the great joy of the cultivation process, I understood it a little bit. After I learned about the so-called secluded environment of monks, what else do I still don’t understand?

This is just like a stay-at-home man on Earth who says that if he has internet, electricity, food and drink, and someone provides assistance services, he can stay as long as he wants, until the end of the world.

Now, Chen Yang just wants to go in and stay.

Holding three drops of heavenly stone bell dew in his arms, Chen Yang had no other distracting thoughts.

No matter what is researched or what is sold, they are not considered.

Chen Yang wanted to swallow it and quickly accumulate mana.

For the elite disciples of the inner sect, mana accumulation is not a bottleneck at all. For Chen Yang, it is the real big problem, and it is the pain point where he is still not as good as some inner sect masters.

"pity."

"No money."

Chen Yang shook his head, gritted his teeth, and returned to Room Ding 3.

In retreat,

Where is it not closed,

You don’t necessarily have to spend that wasted money.
Chapter completed!