I have tens of billions of attribute points

Luo Tian didn't think much, and stepped inside.

The moat submarine channel is a tunnel obliquely downward. On both sides are water walls condensed by seawater. Perhaps the patron saint is too strong. Luo Tian even found some small fish and shrimps trapped on both sides of the tunnel, apparently guarding When the gods cast the spell, there was no time to escape, one by one, like amber solidified in resin, completely powerless to do anything about the situation at hand.

However, what's interesting is that the patron saint did not harm them, and I don't know if it was intentional. Such a scene, like walking through pavilions and pavilions full of landscape paintings, has a different sense of beauty.

In the gloomy corridor, moonlight spilled on the slippery ground, reflecting a pale white light.

Luo Tian was in a good mood. After taking a step and looking around for a long time, he saw some unusual fish asking the patron saint, and he answered immediately, not in a hurry.

Until he walked all the way down to the middle of the moat, Luo Tian looked up and saw that the front was blocked by a huge stone gate, ten meters high, completely immersed in the water. If you look down from the height, it looks like a huge tomb. The bottom of the moat is average.

"Are you here?"

Luo Tian said softly.

The patron saint nodded deeply, walked past Luo Tian, ​​came to Shimen, touched the Shimen lightly with his hands, very infatuated.

Luo Tian looked at Shimen carefully, and frowned.

"Look at the traces, you rarely come here?"

The patron saint's face showed a trace of sorrow, embarrassed reply.

"I'm afraid to disturb her. I'm very satisfied to see her once in three months."

These words made Luo Tian's heart rang, as if thinking of something.

"See you in March, she?"

The patron saint replied plainly.

"She has been sleeping for many years."

Luo Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, only then did he understand why the patron saint said that this woman could not see him.

Afterwards, the patron saint raised his right hand and placed it in the air. His left hand was like a knife, and suddenly he cut off his right hand, and a scar appeared on the palm of his right hand.

The red blood spewed out immediately, and at this moment, Shimen suddenly emitted a strange white light, an invisible thread held the patron saint’s wrist, and the thread greedily grabbed the blood from the patron saint’s wound. It's creepy.

Luo Tian frowned slightly, but didn't make a move. It could be seen that the patron saint was voluntarily sucked blood.

With the greedy and inexhaustible sucking of the thread, a dark red light slowly appeared on the bright white appearance, and the patron saint's complexion became paler.

"Okay, stop!"

Luo Tian said dissatisfied.

As soon as he said this, the thread protruding from the seabed stone house seemed to be audible, and suddenly he arched up like a cobra, staring at Luo Tian dissatisfiedly.

The patron saint was shocked, and immediately roared.

"Don't be rude!"

Before he could finish his words, Luo Tian glanced at the thread with disdain. He was about to teach some lessons, but he didn’t know what the thread felt. He suddenly recognized the counsel and hung his body well. The top of the thread was buried in the slippery ground, as if Kneeling.

Luo Tian's expression was unmoved, and he said in his sleeves.

"Open the door quickly."

The thread that has turned red seems to have heard the imperial decree, or it can be said that it is like a mouse seeing a cat, and then slipping back into the stone house.

The patron saint was a little stunned at the scene before him, but he could still feel that Luo Tian was really thinking about himself, and he was about to kneel down on one knee to thank him, but Luo Tian stopped him first.

"Don't just kneel down, I'm not a dictator."

The patron saint expressed gratitude and said solemnly.

"If it weren't for the help, it would take another half a month for the subordinates to restore the peak after returning."

Luo Tian glanced at the patron saint's face lightly, pale and weak, as if he had just suffered a serious illness, and his already scribbled image at this time added a bit of morbidity.

At this time, Luo Tian knew that there was no such thing as "being afraid of disturbing her to rest. See you in March". It was completely because the patron saint couldn't hold it. It sucked blood for years, and he could guess it without thinking about it. The body is full of dark wounds.

The so-called three-month interest rate adjustment, but it seems that there is no major problem on the surface.

"Where did you get this weird spirit? Suck the cultivator's blood, huh!"

Luo Tian was very dissatisfied, the patron saint was also his subordinate.

Even if the patron saint was sucked voluntarily, Luo Tian would never have seen the patron saint being sucked up.

"It doesn't matter, just rest for a while..."

"Nonsense! Go in!"

Luo Tian waved his sleeves domineeringly, interrupting the words of the patron saint, and stepped in first.

The patron saint was stunned, and then there was a hint of warmth on his face, and he waved his hand. The dark corridor outside Shimen was instantly covered by sea water. From the outside, it seemed that it had never existed before, and he followed up.

Entering the stone house, a coolness blows over your face. It is about one kilometer under the sea at most, but there is quietness below ten thousand meters.

The interior of the stone house was empty. At first glance, there was nothing but a faint blue fluorescent flicker at the end of the stone house.

"It's strange to be so lonely and cold."

Luo Tian said to himself.

After hearing this, the patron saint that followed spontaneously explained.

"Come on, you don't know anything. This is the spiritual thing I found in the polar mountains when I patrolled the moat in my early years. Although I have to suck human blood for support, it is a bit strange, but the effect is really practical."

"Oh? Is there any benefit? I didn't feel the slightest aura here."

Luo Tian looked up and said everywhere.

"No, the biggest effect is that the body will never be corrupted, the soul remains in the body, and it will not enter the cycle..."

The patron saint said softly.

Although Luo Tian had already guessed that the woman had passed away, he could still feel his sadness when speaking from the patron saint.

Luo Tian sighed slowly, patted the patron saint on the shoulder and said.

"Go, show me."

"it is good!"

There was a trace of blood on the guardian god's face, maybe it wasn't that bad this time.

After entering here, the expression of the patron saint was obviously softened, and he didn't realize that he had walked in front of Luo Tian to lead the way, as if he returned home as if he was the host of his own territory.

Seeing all this secretly, Luo Tian thought to himself, "What kind of woman is it that can make the patron saint willing to support the body with his own blood!"

Luo Tian knew that for a cultivator, his essence and blood meant his cultivation.

Fortunately, the patron saint practiced constantly and was self-disciplined and diligent, so that smoking every three months would not affect the foundation. If you change to a slightly lazy person, the foundation of being sucked will be shaken and you are on the verge of death.

This is so, Luo Tian also felt that the cultivation base of the patron saint had stagnated.