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Chapter 170 Jade Immortals - Fast forward the plot 1
"Sniff sniff~"*N
As the 'Blood Yuan Fruit' matures, a breath-taking fragrance begins to permeate the mountain range where the 'Kongsang Mountain' is located, starting from the new cave next to the 'Wanbat Ancient Cave'.

This is the result of someone leading most of the strange smell into the "Ancient Ten Thousand Bats Cave".

"Damn it!" The cat cursed secretly in a clump of blue grass that was extremely lush and had grown to over three feet high in just two days.

It is really that I and others are hiding here, while being exposed to the scorching sun in the sky, while smelling the source of that enchanting, yet unattainable, strange fragrance.

The three who arrived first and the one who arrived later were all drinking tea leisurely, and even brought out snacks to eat while drinking, which was outrageous!

This is "Kongmulberry Mountain", okay?Was the former headquarters of the Demon Sect [Blood Refining Hall] any good?
What about the desolate people and barren mountains and rivers that we promised?

The meadows all over the mountains and fields are decorated with flowers of various colors, as well as the strange fragrance that permeates the mountains and down the mountains.
Is this "Kongsang Mountain" or "Qingyun Mountain"?
Not to mention the resentful dragon boss and others over there, the leisurely attitude of Lin Xuanzhu and others over their afternoon tea made the middle-aged scribe with profound Qi-nurturing skills speak first and break the silence.

"Little brother." The middle-aged scribe glanced at the "Ancient Ten Thousand Bats Cave" diagonally above and the new cave next to it. He looked at Master Lin Xuan who was slowly sipping the spiritual tea from [Qingyun Gate] and said calmly. Laughed and called softly.

"Huh?" Lin Xuanzhu, who had an open heart, raised his head and said with surprise: "What? But the tea is not to your liking, sir?"

"No, no, no," the middle-aged scribe waved his hand, shook his head with a smile and said, "This spiritual tea is as fragrant as orchid, rich and sweet, and the snacks are also rare delicacies. It's just..."

"We are destined to meet each other, and now we have nothing to do. Let's chat for a few words. What do you think, little brother?"

"Okay~" Lin Xuanzhu continued with a smile: "As soon as I met Mr., I felt very cordial. Maybe we will communicate more in the future."

Zhang Xiaofan on the side looked at the two smiling people with some confusion, always feeling strange.

After all, Puzhi has hundreds of years of knowledge. Even though he spends most of his time practicing in the temple and only comes into contact with fellow apprentices and nephews, he still has the necessary discernment.

Of course, seeing through without telling the truth, reciting sutras silently, and being a qualified background is the persistence of Universal Wisdom Monk's century-old Zen mentality~
"Old fox!" "Little fox!"

On the side, the two people were smiling and complaining in their hearts, communicating in a harmonious atmosphere.

"You still don't know your little brother's surname?"

"Lin Yi. What do you call me sir?"

Listening to Lin Xuanzhu's answer without any humility, the middle-aged scribe, who had not experienced this scene for many years, frowned at first, then calmed down, nodded as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "My surname is Wan, and I have cursive characters. .”

"Ten thousand people are going?" Lin Xuanzhu read it again, with a smile on his face, and commented: "What a name! This name makes people feel like a warrior and an iron horse. With the power between Mr.'s brows, it is really subtle. But he has the intention to control all the people!"

"Ha!" Ten Thousand People exhaled softly and once again suppressed the turmoil in their hearts.It had been years since anyone had spoken to him in such a tone.

With Lin Yi's five senses and the state of his soul, whether it was the other person's fleeting expression or the changes in his aura caused by emotional fluctuations, it was like observing lines on the palm of his hand.But will Master Lin Xuan care?
He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then asked: "This mountain is in a remote place. Seeing that sir, he looked so dusty, where are you going?"

'I've been driving for several days. Do you know that it's thousands of miles from "Huqi Mountain" to "Kongsang Mountain"? '

Of course, Wanwan just thought about it in his heart, smiled lightly on his face, then stood up leisurely, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said: "The world is so big and boundless. I have traveled around the world. Go as you please.”

'666!This is so cool, I give it full marks!When it comes to middle-aged and older handsome guys, the only ones who stand out are the endorsements of Ten Thousand People, Shi Zhixuan, and Song Que! '

'In comparison, when I went to [Seven Treasures Glazed Sect] with Alan before, Ning Fengzhi still didn't taste good.'

I was thinking about these things in my mind, and I didn't forget to say a few compliments to make the other person feel comfortable.Of course, sincerity may be less than meaning, and it may seem a bit perfunctory.

In this regard, tens of thousands of people came to a high position and did not want to talk to this impolite boy anymore.

"Brother Lin." Without further entanglement, everyone went straight to the topic, and reminded in good faith: "As far as I know, this "Kongsang Mountain" is the former site of the Holy Demon Sect [Blood Refining Hall]. People from the Demon Cult wander here, little brother, be careful."

"Oh?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Sir, how do you know that I am not from the [Blood Refining Hall]?"

Wanwan smiled at the words and did not answer. He just glanced at the great monk Puzhi next to him who was serving as the backdrop.

"Hi!" Lin Yi shook his head and said nonchalantly: "What's the matter? I can sit and drink tea with the divine monks of [Tianyin Temple], but I can also drink tea and chat with you, the leader of [Ghost King Sect]. "?"

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, the faces of the thousands of people sitting across from him changed. They frowned, and first looked at the still silent Great Monk Puzhi. Based on his understanding of him, there should be no sign of voice transmission. , turned to face Master Lin who was smiling and asked: "Little brother Lin, do you know me? It seems that Wan is just trying to make people laugh today."

"Hey!" Lin Yi quickly waved his hand to take care of the face of this high-spirited 'old man', and said seriously: "Today is the first time we meet, and I have never known Mr.'s appearance before. It's just... "

"Thousands of people are calling this name, so I know that it is the leader of the [Ghost King Sect] who is in person."

"you"

"Chirp~~~Sa!"

When Ten Thousand People were about to ask more questions, a white light and shadow shot quickly from the distant sky and landed in front of the stone pavilion, interrupting Ten Thousand People's words.

"This is.?"*N
When the white light dissipated, a spear that was eight feet long appeared in the sight of everyone in "Kongsang Mountain".

"The time is just right!" Lin Yi smiled slightly and thought to himself.

"Om~"

The next moment, the change reappeared, and an illusory figure floated out of the Zhangba spear, and became a man who was eight and a half feet tall (Chinese ruler, about 23cm, 1.9 meters), half an inch taller than Lin Yi. A stern young man.

I saw the illusory young man, who took out a palm-sized kit from the tassel of a long spear beside him.

Then, the cold young man threw the kit to Lin Yi and said: "The thing is inside. In addition, when I pulled out the cold poison from it, I should order it to recover. It's up to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned the spear within eight feet, and the spear shrank by itself and flew into Lin Yi's hand inside the stone pavilion.

"Is this the same incarnation as Li Qinglian's benefactor?" Puzhi stood up and asked Lin Yi.

"Hmm~" Lin Yi nodded and gestured to put the soul skill clone in his right hand that could not maintain the spear state for a long time back to the 'Ruyi Hundred Treasure Bag' on his waist, which was actually put into the 'cave space'.

Then, he focused his attention on the 'imitation version of Ruyi Bao Bao' on his left hand, stretched out his hand and clicked twice.

"Ding!" "Ding~dang!"

A black short stick about two feet long and a round emerald jade ring half the size of a palm fell on the stone table in the stone pavilion.

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed softly, but was startled by the ferocious aura carried by the steaming black stick.

"Amitabha!" Puzhi shouted the Buddha's name softly, and put his palm on his disciple's shoulder to resist the erosion of the evil spirit.

"Huh?!" Ten thousand people's attention was attracted by two things on the stone table, and they looked at them carefully.

Lin Yi ignored them and clicked three times on the brocade bag in his hand.

(End of this chapter)