"this thing?"

suddenly, Tang Yu saw a black crystal stone on the ground in front of him. The stone is only the size of a fist.

if it's not because it's black and shiny, black and oily, people can notice its existence at a glance, and Tang Yu won't notice it at all.

"master, this thing will not be the night crystallization!" The chaotic goshawk separated to convey the thought.

"that's it?" Tang Yu raised his head and looked around him. He found that those cultivators were still communicating with each other on their own. It seemed that he did not notice the crystallization of the evening.

so Tang Yu...