Lin Tian finally experienced what it means to feel at home this time. It was like a courtesy like an uncle! There was food and drink. Before leaving, he also gave Yu Ting a jewelry box. Visually, it was at least as good as

Level of several million.

"You are so polite, it makes me embarrassed to come again!" Lin Tian felt so happy that he said with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Senior Lin, please accept it. This is the wish of our old Pavilion Master!" Wang Cong said while bending down.

Then he took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, handed it over and said: "These are some Sanqing Pills, which can relieve the miasma poison. Although the miasma may not be harmful to you, it is still a good idea to bring it with you!"

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"Thank you so much!" Lin Tian took it and threw it directly into Yu Ting's bag.

Wo Zhenjian was not too happy. After all, the pearl cost him more than ten million yuan. He thought that because of Lin Tian's favor, he would have to get a discount no matter what. When he was about to leave, Wang Cong dragged him over to settle the bill.

.All the money I earned after working hard for half a year was just gone!

But thinking about the thigh in front of him, he didn't feel so distressed. The reason why Wo Zhenjian was able to thrive in the cultivation world by relying on his unrivaled kung fu was not only because of his three-inch aura.

The rotten tongue and the profound knowledge, as well as his flexible mind.

After resting for a night at Qizhen Pavilion, Lin Tian drove the second-hand Passat on the road early the next morning.

Wo Zhenjian was like a candy, sticking to Lin Tian's side, chattering endlessly.

Lin Tiandu doubted whether this guy was mute in his previous life and wanted to tell all the words of his previous life in this life.

Yu Ting was sitting in the back row, closing her eyes and concentrating. Lin Tian endured the noise in his ears and finally left Shanhaiguan.

"We're not far out of Shanhaiguan! We're almost there! Give me a Sanqing Pill first, or else I won't be able to get through the miasma forest!" Wo Zhenjian said with a smile.

"Shut up, Hundan, believe it or not, if you say one more thing, I will kick you out of the car!" Lin Tian said angrily.

"It turns out that I've made you unhappy. Please bear with me. Don't forget the faults of villains! I'll change. I won't change!" Wo Zhenjian said with a melancholy look on his face.

But when he saw Lin Tian's eyes full of slave fire, he quickly closed his mouth.

Without the hustle and bustle of Wo Zhenjian, listening to music makes me feel so much better. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the villages on the roadside have a unique artistic conception.

The car has been driving northwest, and a dark mountain top can be vaguely seen in front of it. I think it is Heilong Mountain.

The mountain really lives up to its name! It’s dark, ups and downs, and has a somewhat heroic feel.

I don't know when the car stopped driving on the asphalt road. The bumpy mountain road obviously caused the car's shock absorption system to fail.

"Okay, don't drive forward, just leave the car here! There are no people around for several kilometers, so you don't have to worry about losing it!" Wo Zhenjian said quickly. He didn't say a few words along the way, but he was holding it back for this guy.

broken.

Lin Tian stopped the car and scanned the surrounding area with his spiritual consciousness. It was really desolate. It is hard to imagine that in this era when every inch of land is precious, there would be such a large area of ​​wasteland. It seems that these developers are not trying to exploit it.

Thinking about money in the cracks of the ground!

"Don't tell me, it's really interesting!" Lin Tian smiled to himself and nodded.

"What did Brother Tian see?" Yu Ting asked doubtfully.

"Don't you think the temperature here is much lower than other places?" Lin Tian asked.

"No, it feels the same as other places!" Yu Ting said lightly.

Lin Tian has now inherited the mantle of the World-Destroying World Lord, and his perception is many times stronger than that of ordinary people. The cold air he feels is the breath of the cold pool far away in the back mountain!

"What a bitch, do you think the temperature here is too low?" Lin Tian looked at Wo Zhenjian and asked.

After this guy arrived at this place, he looked at a mountain top with a stern look, wondering what good things he was thinking about. Occasionally, there would be a look of greed on his face.

Lin Tian deliberately asked this guy questions, wanting to see if he was distracted.

This question really showed that this guy was thoughtful, because after Lin Tian asked him, this guy didn't even have the most basic reaction. He still stared at the mountains in the distance.

Lin Tian walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "What a bitch? Do you have any good things to share with me?"

"No, no! I didn't pay attention to what you just said!" Wo Zhenjian quickly smiled and said.

"I said if you dare to play tricks on me, you are not far from death!" Lin Tian said coldly.

"No! Master Lin, I really am not kidding you. Have you seen the hilltop in the distance? The Cold Pond is on that hilltop. After climbing over the hilltop in front of us, we will reach the Miasma Forest behind.

Lin Tian looked in the direction of his finger. It would be strange if he believed him.

"Let's go! Don't be stunned!" Lin Tian said lightly.

Seeing the bag Yu Ting was carrying again, Lin Tian wondered whether it would be safer to call Tangtang out and put it in the pocket of the little thing.

When Lin Tian thought of this, he was in the sea of ​​consciousness. He wanted to wake up Tangtang, but he felt as if Tangtang was in front of him.

"Tangtang, can you come out for a moment and put the bag in your Aunt Yuting's hand into your pocket?" Lin Tian tried to say in his mind.

"Idiot daddy, just bring it here and I will put it away. I won't go out. There are disgusting things here!" Tangtang said with a pout.

"Brother Tian? What are you thinking about?" Yu Ting patted Lin Tian's arm and asked.

"Give me the bag. I'll put it away. It's a little inconvenient for you to hold it!" Lin Tian said with a smile.

"It's here for you, why don't you still have to hold it!" Yu Ting said in a rare voice.

"I have a place to put it, and I guarantee that nothing will be missing!" Lin Tian said with a smile.

Yu Ting handed the bag to Lin Tian dubiously.

Then he saw a white light flash on Lin Tian's arm, and the bag disappeared.

Wo Zhenjian on the side stared at his eyes and suddenly said: "Fuck, mustard seed Na Xumi? No, there is only one treasure, and it hasn't been released yet..."

Seeing Lin Tianzheng staring at him, Wo Zhenjian suddenly shut his mouth.

"What a bitch, I treat you so well! I didn't care about you even when you were looking for trouble. Do you think you should also be honest with me?" Lin Tian put his arm around Wo Zhenjian's shoulders and said with a smile.

.

Wo Zhenjian nodded vigorously.

"Then what did you want to say just now? What kind of ring is Naxumi?" Lin Tian thought it was some kind of awesome ring, and looked at Wo Zhenjian with some interest and said.

"I didn't say anything!" Wo Zhenjian refused to admit it.

"Don't force me! I really don't want to fight with you, I even find it boring!" Lin Tian shook his head and said.

Wo Zhenjian felt so regretful! Who was this Lin Tian? How could he have such a treasure? He accidentally let it slip.

The reason why Wo Zhenjian knows some things that others don't know is all due to his apprenticeship. It can be regarded as the history of a thief. The ancestor had three hands and accidentally stole an ancient tomb. He never expected that it was

A cultivator's cemetery.

The number one scholar in the three hundred and sixty line, his ancestor is an amphibian thief above and below the ground. There is also a saying that every line is like a mountain. This ancestor himself is a thief, and he doesn't know how to do anything else. After getting the secrets of cultivation, he simply

My line of work has been carried forward, and only then did Wo Zhenjian and his family pass on the lineage.

This Mustard Seed Naxumi is something similar to the Qiankun Bag. According to the information recorded by his master, Black Dragon Mountain is the tomb of a master who made weapons. His life's work is buried inside, and the most amazing one is a line named

Seven Star's Belt, a portable storage room that can be used to store things.

Generations of people in the sect have been studying this mountain, but none of them ended up well. They were either dead or disabled. In Wo Zhenjian's generation, only this uneducated guy was left.

Strange to say, this guy really learned some tricks from this mountain.

Of course, what shocked Wo Zhenjian was that there were more than just the graves of the weapon-refining master on this mountain. The last time he came here to dig a grave, the grave he dug was also the grave of a cultivator.

The bones of light, and a flying sword that lacks spiritual energy.

What's even more coincidental is that this guy Wo Zhenjian found some clues about the tomb of the master of weapon refining.

I planned to come back this time and explore everything I said, but now I let it slip, and Lin Tian is about to take action against me.

Wo Zhenjian gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! I said, I have another purpose here, and that is to dig graves!"

"You guys, can't you think of something good?" Lin Tian said angrily. Then he nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"According to the records of our sect, there is a tomb of a master who made weapons here!" Wo Zhenjian continued.

"Master of weapon refining? Is there any use for it? Why haven't you heard of it?" Lin Tian muttered.

"Masters of weapon refining are existences that hover between cultivators and ordinary people. They don't have deep strength, but they can create the most perfect magic weapon for cultivation!" Wo Zhenjian said with a sigh on his face.

"As for digging people's graves, you have so many options, why don't you just go out and find a master of weapon refining!" Lin Tian curled his lips and said. In his heart, he felt very shameful for what this guy did. If you dig graves, you won't be afraid of suffering.

Is it divine punishment?

"What do you know, the world is so big, you really can't find anyone who can make weapons, except for blacksmiths!" Wo Zhenjian said in excitement, completely forgetting his original intention of holding on to his thighs.
Chapter completed!