This world of practice is not normal

Chapter 70

Nonsense, why did you bring up a master...

If you really want to pay so much attention, how can you not even know about Lin Qingying having a child like Lu Chuan?

Lu Chuan is ready to leave at any time. With his current defense equipment, Ruyijing may not be able to kill him in seconds, but there is a high probability that he will not be able to beat the opponent.

The only way he can threaten the opponent is the talisman given to him by Li Qian and Huo Changge, but this time no one helped him attract hatred.

The other party is an authentic disciple of a famous family and certainly has no shortage of protective measures, and he has been staring at him, even if there is a flash, Lu Chuan is not at all sure that he will succeed.

"My mother is just an ordinary village woman, she can't be a disciple of the noble sect, you must have misunderstood the person." Lu Chuan said sincerely, he wanted to see if he could get some more information from this strange visitor.

Lin Jingfeng watched Lu Chuan perform. He was actually not sure that Lu Chuan was Lin Qingying's son, but it didn't matter, the important thing was Tibetan Yinzhu.

After years of investigation, it can be determined that the last trace of Lin Qingying was in the northern border of Wu Kingdom. Lin Jingfeng has been looking for traces of Lin Qingying and Zang Yinzhu in the northern border of Wu Kingdom for a long time, especially Zang Yinzhu.

Zangyinzhu is one of the Four Treasures of Tianyin Sect. His master Lin Qingmeng found the sound discerning insect, who is also one of the four treasures. He was sure that the sound discerning insect had just heard Lin Qingying's voice.

Either Lin Qingying is still alive, or the Tibetan Yinzhu recorded Lin Qingying's voice.

If Lin Qingying is still alive, it is impossible for the sound discriminator to have not heard her voice for so many years, so there can only be one situation, Lin Qingying died, and the hidden sound beads just appeared.

What the sound discriminator heard was indeed the singing in the reclining chair, and he remembered Lu Chuan's breath, so Lin Jingfeng could clearly know that the hidden sound beads were on Lu Chuan's body.

"Is your name Lin Hai? My name is Lin Jingfeng. Our Tianyin Sect has a special secret method to confirm. The voice of Uncle Lin appeared in this world just now, and I can clearly confirm that this voice is related to you.

If you insist on denying it, then I can only think that Master Lin's death is related to you, then you are the enemy of our Tianyin Sect. "

There are a hundred MMPs in Lu Chuan's heart who want to scold him, and the devil knows that he can hear trouble when he listens to a song.

He pretended to be embarrassed and said, "I'm not sure if my mother is the Uncle Lin you mentioned, although her surname is indeed Lin, but in my impression she is an ordinary village woman.

Do you have any other information about senior Lin Qingying that I can fully confirm? "

Lin Jingfeng already wanted to make a move, it didn't matter to him whether Lu Chuan was Lin Qingying's son, he only cared about Zang Yinzhu.

But his image at this time is an enthusiastic senior brother who is looking for the elders of the master, and the "Lin Hai" in front of him has been holding a talisman in his hand and is full of defense against him. If he can relax his vigilance, it will definitely be better than forcing him.

So he shared with Lu Chuan a Lin Qingying in his memory.

She is the most outstanding genius of the Tianyin Sect's previous generation, and the most beloved disciple of the master. She is very beautiful, with pigtails on her hair and a small mole on the corner of her mouth.

At the same time, she is an outlier in the Tianyin Sect. Almost all the monks in the Tianyin Sect are music cultivators, which can be regarded as a kind of spiritual cultivation, but Lin Qingying has followed the path of both music and martial arts.

Lin Qingying likes to fight in close quarters, and also likes to wear white dresses. In the sect, white clothes are always better than snow fluttering like a fairy, and the reason why she likes to fight in white clothes is that she likes when opponents try their best but can't touch the corner of her clothes a feeling of.

She is always unwilling to stay in the sect to practice, and likes to complete commissions like a mercenary and travel around the world by the way.

Lin Qingying broke through to the supernatural realm very early, and the master also gave her the Zangyinzhu, one of the most treasured treasures of the Tianyinzong.

Lin Jingfeng became a little impatient when he talked about Tibetan Yinzhu, and the "Lin Hai" in front of him listened with great interest, and it seemed that he had made a mistake.

Could it be that he is not Lin Qingying's son?Otherwise, how could you not know anything.

"Having said so much, you should know it in your heart. It is impossible for Uncle Lin to give the Tibetan Yinzhu to outsiders, and there is still her own voice in it. Thinking about it, you must be Uncle Lin's son. The Tibetan Yinzhu should be On you."

Lu Chuan really listened with gusto. The Zangyinzhu sounds like the MP3 just now, but I don’t know how Lu Changsheng modified it and put it into the recliner.

The image of Lin Qingying described by Lin Jingfeng is almost the same as what Yu Huan said. He is good at fighting, so he should be the same person.

But this brother Lin Jingfeng obviously has an impure purpose, he came here for this MP3.

"The little mole on the corner of your mouth you mentioned is the same as your liking for white dresses and my mother. My mother left a relic before she left. As long as I miss her, I can hear her voice. Maybe it's you who said Tibetan sound beads.

But brother, do you want to hide the sound beads? "

After listening to the story, Lu Chuan was about to run away, and his questions became bolder.

Lin Jingfeng didn't expect "Lin Hai" to ask so directly, which made him hesitate.

He is indeed determined to obtain the Tibetan Yinzhu. He has been stuck at the peak of the Ruyi Realm for several years. Both the master and the master said that the Tibetan Yinzhu might be helpful to him.

After Lin Jingfeng talked so much, he just wanted to let Lu Chuan relax his vigilance and kill people directly to seize treasures. Tianyinzong's sonic ultimate move is very concealed, and he is very confident.

"Yes, I need to borrow the hidden sound beads for a short period of time to help me break through the realm of supernatural powers. The hidden sound beads are the relics left by Lin Shishu to my junior brother. Naturally, I will not steal them by chance. If the younger brother is willing to part with you and borrow them for a while, I will use them for my brother's magical powers." There will be rewards later.”

A warm smile appeared on Lin Jingfeng's face, and the word "report" of "There must be a big reward" was recited very loudly. The voice echoed in the mountains and forests, and the reverberating sound waves interweaved, forming several killing patterns, locking on Lu Chuan from all directions. location.

【Ruyi Technique · Echo Kill】

Lu Chuan felt palpitations the moment Lin Jingfeng uttered the word "report", and directly turned to dodge the Echo Kill, followed by a blinding leaf to hide, and immediately used the close-up.

The space around him trembled, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in Lao Jiang's office.

Lin Jingfeng looked solemnly at the space that had returned to calm, "Lin Hai" had disappeared, and the sound discriminator had also lost the sense of the other party.

The Talisman of Linhai Utopia Could it be that Uncle Lin's death is related to Utopia?Then things became a little troublesome.

Lu Chuan sat on the chair in Lao Jiang's office and let out a breath.

Lu Changsheng. Lin Qingying. Tianyinzong. Lin Jingfeng.
Damn, this practice world is really too dangerous. I will provoke people if I do anything casually. I have already prepared so carefully, or.

I don't know if Lin Jingfeng and Tianyinzong will come to him.

But it was Lin Hai, the nephew of Vice President Lin Yuan who took away the Tibetan Yinzhu. What does it matter to me, Lu Chuan?

(End of this chapter)