"Are you... Too shameless? I've never seen a villain like you!" Jin Duyi was so angry that he trembled and scolded.
He was really angry. He was beaten by Lintian with Xuanjin Taoist light, which made him feel oppressed and had to bow his head.
Lintian didn't want to let him go even though he said everything cooperatively, which made him unbearable at once.
"Now let you go. What if you leak the news of my pagoda?"
Lintian continued, "well, don't you want to leave the burial mound? When I leave, I can take you with me as compensation."
"You are shameless!" Jin Du shouted and was extremely unwilling.
"Don't scold first, I'll ask you, do you want to be trapped here all your life?" Lintian asked with a smile.
"Shameless! Black heart! I believe what you just said. I'm blind!" Jin Duyi still scolded wildly.
Lintian was not annoyed. He glanced at Jin Duyi's lower body and suddenly said, "old clam, where's your third leg? Shouldn't you... Hide there?"
His eyes fell on Jindu's crotch, and he looked funny and strange.
Jin Duyi's handsome face suddenly turned red. His hands subconsciously protected his crotch, looking like he was dying of shame and anger and crazy.
Gnashing his teeth, he was furious and roared, "you... Bastard! Pervert! Shameless! If the king goes out, he will chop you and feed you to the dog!"
Lintian laughed and said, "old clam, those who know current affairs are heroes. Just stay here and calm down. When you figure it out, let's talk about it."
After that, Lintian didn't care how Jin Duyi abused, so he put away the wordless pagoda.
He made a decision in his heart and will never expose this secret treasure until necessary!
The broken blade is good. As long as it doesn't show those mysterious Taoist patterns, it can only be an extremely amazing fierce blade, which won't attract much attention.
But this wordless pagoda is different. The whole body is actually cast by the "divine iron of creation". If it is seen through, it will definitely lead to an unpredictable disaster.
WOW~~
In the room, more than ten light clusters emerged, glittering and translucent, flowing with rhyme.
This is a fragment of will, a total of 12 pieces, which was forcibly taken back from Jindu's mouth.
Every fragment of will contains the practice experience of the strong in ancient times. Although it is vague and incomplete, it can be invaluable and can not be obtained by the outside world!
Like Xiao ran and Zhao Jingxuan, the heirs of the holy land of Lingbao have only obtained two or three pieces of will.
It can be said that in the battle with the army of complaining spirits, who gained the most, except elder Gaoyang, it was Lintian!
Call~
Lintian took a long breath, abandoned his thoughts, took out a fragment of will, and then sealed and stored the rest.
Then, he sat cross legged, spread a ray of perception, dragged the fragment of will into the sea of knowledge, and began to meditate and comprehend.
The fragments of will left by the strong man in ancient times have been eroded by years. Although they are vague and incomplete, they have the cultivation experience and experience of the strong man!
As long as we understand and master it, we may be able to spy on the path of practice belonging to ancient times, which is bound to be of great benefit to future practice.
……
The soul annihilation sea is silent, and the dark fog is filled along the way. The atmosphere is strange and terrible.
On the treasure boat, Su Xingfeng's room. "Elder martial brother Su, you must also see that the squire around elder martial sister Zhao is not simple."
Wen Xiang, a boy in colorful clothes, has a tender and crisp voice, just like a lively and lovely child, but his eyes are very deep at the moment.
"That's what you came to me for?"
Su Xingfeng, dressed in a red robe, sat there at will, with a cold look on his almost beautiful face.
"Hehe, senior brother Su, we don't have to hide. Now on this ship, who doesn't know you have a 'opinion' on that Lin Xuan?"
Wen Xiang said with a long smile, "don't say that you hate this person just because you beat your squire."
Su Xingfeng frowned and said, "then what do you say I'm for?"
Wen Xiang looked solemn and said, "elder martial brother Su, why cover up when it's time? To tell you the truth, I like the treasure in the boy's hand!"
Su Xingfeng suddenly burst out a terrible flame in his eyes, stared at Wen Xiang and said, "you... Also noticed?"
Wen Xiang smiled: "if my guess is right, the pagoda in Lin Xuan's hand is very extraordinary. It should be cast by the 'God of creation iron'. It is as good as glass and its color is bright gold. That unique breath can never be fake!"
Su Xingfeng's eyes surged into silence.
Wen Xiang continued: "the God of creation, iron, and other treasures like this, placed in the ancient wasteland, are enough to make countless big people covet and cause an unpredictable uproar. Who can imagine that a small aboriginal in the lower world should have such treasures? It's incredible."
At this time, Su Xingfeng was finally no longer silent. His eyes glanced at Wen Xiang and said, "are you... Going to do something to that boy?"
Wen Xiang said with a smile, "of course I want to. I'm just worried that elder martial brother Su won't agree."
"Hum!"
Su Xing snorted coldly and said expressionless, "you're right. I really like this treasure, but I'm not sure whether it's the divine iron of creation."
Speaking of this, a disdainful radian appeared on his lips, "what's more, do you think no one else cares about this treasure except me?"
Wen Xiang was stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and immediately said with a smile, "that's why I came to discuss with senior brother Su and see how to solve this matter."
"I can tell you that Xiao ran and Yun Che must have noticed. As for younger martial brother gongyangyu, he may also see some mysteries, but he will not come out to compete with us because of his personality."
Su Xingfeng said indifferently, "so if you want to pay attention to this treasure, you may have to ask Xiao ran and yunche."
Mentioning Xiao ran, Su Xingfeng flashed a touch of fear in his eyes and immediately sneered: "why, do you think Xiao Ran is really a man who doesn't eat fireworks? If there were no means and city government, how could Xiao ran have today's status?"
Wen Xiang was stunned, his eyes twinkled, and said, "so, elder martial brother Xiao ran, he also wants to make this person's idea?"
Su Xingfeng looked calm and said, "I don't think so. It must be so! Among our disciples, Xiao Ran is the only one that I can't see through. The more it is, the more unfathomable it becomes."
"I wonder what elder martial brother Su is going to do?" Wen Xiang suddenly asked.
"Wait until you enter the demon saint's secret place. Anyway, he is doomed to escape. What we should consider is how to pass the level of Xiao ran and Yun Che first."
Su Xingfeng said calmly.
"We?" Wen Xiang immediately smiled and nodded, "then I wish us a happy cooperation first." "Younger martial brother Wen Xiang, I remember you've never seen the divine iron of creation before. Why are you so sure that the pagoda in the boy's hand is made from this treasure?"
Suddenly, Su Xingfeng asked, his eyes shining like electricity, staring at Wen Xiang tightly.
"Yes..."
Wen Xiang was about to say it when he suddenly realized that it was wrong. He immediately smiled and said, "elder martial brother Su, I have to keep it a secret, but don't worry, it will never affect our cooperation."
Su Xing's air did not move, only oh.
……
……
A few days later, elder Gaoyang was in charge. There was no danger on the way. There was no more dangerous thing.
However, some battles and dangers can not be avoided.
This sea area is too strange. There are not only hidden grievances, but also some other strange creatures. Some are transformed by corpses, some rush out from the seabed, and some even evolve from clouds, fog and lightning!
But it's not too dangerous. He was killed by elder Gaoyang alone.
Until the treasure boat crossed an island in the sea piled up by countless white bones, elder Gaoyang told everyone an exciting news——
Within three days, you can reach the entrance of the demon saint's secret place!
Night.
Lintian woke up from meditation and looked in a trance.
The first fragment of will has been refined by him, but... His heart is self mutilated, leaving some broken pictures that affect his mood.
These days, Lintian seemed to have a magnificent and bloody dream.
In his dream, he turned into a strong man in ancient times.
I spend every day in trekking, practicing and fighting. I have seen the vast and powerful ancient city, crossed the boundless desert of all things, climbed the sacred mountain beyond the sky, and even witnessed the vision of ten rounds of scorching sun rising together!
He has also seen countless terrible enemies. Demons and demons run rampant, fierce birds wreak havoc, thousands of families rise together, have different road forces, dominate the world, roar the wind and cloud, stage world-shaking wars one after another, and cause unknown natural and man-made disasters.
These experiences seemed to happen to Lintian. Lintian almost lost himself and forgot who he was.
Fortunately, these experiences were fragmentary, vague and intermittent, just like experiencing a series of life fragments, so that Lintian's consciousness would not fall.
"In ancient times... It was so terrible..."
Lintian sighed lightly. The experience of refining will fragments was so rare that he peeped into a corner of the ancient scene and realized the glory and horror of the ancient civilization.
This experience now turned into a valuable understanding and experience, which was integrated into self-cultivation. Although it did not improve the cultivation, the precipitation of this experience made Lintian have a completely different understanding of strength, cultivation and martial arts!
Buzz!
Suddenly, in the darkness of the room, a tiny wave of power suddenly appeared. Almost at the same time, a cold light suddenly appeared and stabbed Lintian's head from behind!
Too fast and sudden!
Every room of the treasure ship was covered with secret patterns, and there was a strong man of Gaoyang elder. Who dares to imagine that someone could sneak into Lintian's room quietly and launch assassination suddenly?
When!
In a hurry, Lintian twisted his neck strangely and hit back at that cold spot.
But the cold awn still left a terrible wound on his neck, with blood flowing!
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