People in the West teach people to write diaries, and they are so confused

Lin Kun was also a little bit unbelievable.

Is this diary writing system so violent?

Rewarding Pangu's blood essence, Pangu's jade is common.

This guy actually came with a blood-drawing needle.

Wouldn't it be possible to draw blood from Pangu continuously?

It seems that the Dao Diary System is also ranked high among the three thousand Tongzi.

Thinking of this, the blood-drawing needle appeared in Lin Kun's hand.

The whole body is pure white.

It is enough to be the size of a person.

There is a cold light on the top of the needle.

Let's try the function first.

Lin Kun directly infused it with magic power.

Suddenly, the needle of the blood-drawing needle seemed to have crossed time and space.

I don't know how long it took, just when Lin Kun was about to give up, the needle tip seemed to pierce something.

Lin Kun hurriedly pulled the syringe.

He even used all his strength.

Finally, a drop of golden blood appeared in the syringe.

Just when Lin Kun wanted to continue, he suddenly heard the faint roar of three thousand.

"Put down the syringe, I'm the first one to be dissatisfied with the sign-in system."

"Is my life simulation system so weak that I can't even draw a drop of blood essence!"

"Is there anything else? Let me use the material explosion system to explode a drop of Pangu blood essence for the host, please."

Lin Kun was shocked.

The blood-drawing needle seemed to be really out of control.

He quickly took it back.

Fuck.

Zundu fake.

Are there really three thousand Tongzi?

The battle that year was indeed true.

Pangu fought against the three thousand Tongzi, but was defeated.

He was suppressed and turned into blood food.

All the blood essence and essence that could be extracted were not spared.

Forget it.

Although only one drop of blood essence was extracted, it was enough for Lin Kun to practice for a long time.

After all, with his current cultivation, it would take a lot of time to completely refine a drop of blood essence.

Put away the blood-drawing needle and take out Pangu's blood.

Lin Kun directly practiced the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Gong.

The Pangu's blood in his hand was refined.

It kept circulating in his body.

And his body and soul were also getting stronger.

There is no time in cultivation.

A thousand years passed in a flash.

Mount Xumi finally regained some peace.

"Brother, Lin Kun hasn't written a diary for a while."

"Did he notice that his diary was read?"

"It's all my fault. I should have let him go."

"Let him eat the crane if he wants to, and let him soak in the spiritual spring if he wants to."

"Anyway, it's the pharmacists who collect the spiritual spring."

Zhunti said hesitantly.

"Brother, you still need to polish your state of mind."

"Lin Kun said that serious people practice cultivation."

"In fact, he is a king of scrolls. He has been in seclusion for a thousand years."

Jie Yin said calmly.

"This kid's personality is really unpredictable."

Zhunti sighed.

Now Lu Ya's injury has almost recovered.

It's time for him to become a disciple.

But this kid has been in seclusion.

It seems that we can only wait a little longer.

Just then.

A breath of immortal gold came from Mount Xumi.

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

This is a disciple promoted to the Golden Immortal Realm!

Good, good.

My Western disciples are really diligent enough.

Let's see who it is?

But after their divine thoughts covered Mount Xumi, their jaws almost dropped.

"Junior brother, am I seeing things?"

"It turned out that Lin Kun cultivated to the Golden Immortal Realm?"

"I remember that he was only in the True Immortal Realm before?"

Jie Yin asked in disbelief.

In a thousand years, he crossed two realms?

Is Lin Kun a cultivation genius?

"Brother, we in the West have really found a treasure."

"It takes a thousand years to cultivate to the Golden Immortal. Even Xuandu of the Human Sect and Guangchengzi of the Chan Sect cannot do it."

"Good, good, there is hope for the revitalization of our West."

Zhunti clapped his hands and laughed.

"Sure enough, the West cannot do without Kunkun."

"Brother, since Lin Kun has cultivated to the early stage of the Golden Immortal, our proposal to invite the Eastern Saint should also be put on the agenda."

Jie Yin said solemnly.

A disciple with such good qualifications must stay in the West.

There must be no accidents.

"Brother, you are right."

"Wait until he has sorted out his cultivation, and then give Lu Ya to him first."

Zhunti nodded.

In this way, another ten years passed.

Lin Kun finally woke up from his cultivation.

A drop of Pangu's blood still remained in his body, and it was not completely refined.

If it could be completely refined, at least it would allow Lin Kun to be promoted to the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

The improvement of cultivation cannot be rushed.

After sorting out his own rapidly rising realm, Lin Kun returned to his previous state of laziness.

One day.

He set up a furnace in the cave.Grill.

There are some dazzling feathers on the ground.

"I've been coveting this turkey for a long time."

"I heard that the nutrition is hundreds of times that of beef."

Lin Kun almost drooled.

This turkey was raised by Master Zhunti himself.

It contains a trace of the blood of ancient mythical beasts.

It should taste good.

This time he flew to the grill by himself.

It really wasn't Lin Kun who did it.

Just as the fragrance was overflowing, a beam of light fell next to Lin Kun.

"Excuse me, senior, are you Lin Kun?"

Hearing this, Lin Kun had to look away.

I saw that this person was wearing a golden Taoist robe.

There was a faint look of an emperor.

But the emperor's aura seemed to be lacking in energy.

"Who are you?"

Lin Kun looked up and down and asked.

"I am Lu Tu."

"I come to become your disciple at the order of the two saints."

This person is Lu Ya.

It's just that Lu Ya didn't use his own name.

On the one hand, the two saints specifically told him to do so.

On the other hand, after the great catastrophe of life and death, Lu Ya also became timid.

He was afraid that his name would be leaked and he would be in danger.

"Entombed?"

Lin Kun looked at Lu Ya in front of him in confusion.

Why is this name so strange.

But why did the two masters find a disciple for him?

Did he get caught stealing turkey?

"That's right."

"Please accept me as your disciple."

Lu Ya bowed again.

"My realm is still a little weaker than yours."

"Besides, I am also practicing randomly, so I am not suitable to accept disciples."

"Go back to where you went from."

Lin Kun retracted his gaze.

He directly tore off a piece of the roasted turkey and put it in his mouth.

The aroma in his mouth made Lin Kun linger.

Although he didn't need to fill his stomach after becoming an immortal.

But Lin Kun just couldn't change his habit of eating.

"This..."

Lu Ya was a little embarrassed.

The two of them specifically told him.

He must worship Lin Kun as his master.

If he just went back like this, he might displease the saint.

Then he took a look at the turkey that Lin Kun was eating.

"As long as the senior is willing to accept me as a disciple, I can supply some top-quality monster meat at any time."

"It's several times better than this turkey."

Hearing this, Lin Kun looked at Lu Ya with shining eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be a foodie too."

"From the first time I saw you, I felt that you were destined to be with me."

"How about this, I will accept you as a registered disciple."

Lin Kun also generously threw a piece of meat to Lu Ya.

Lu Ya was not polite.

As a three-legged golden crow, it is normal for the strong to eat some monsters.

"I have seen the master in the grave."

Lu Ya also saluted respectfully, but he was still a little restrained.

"No need for so many etiquettes."

"But your master is currently penniless."

"We'll talk about the apprenticeship gift later."

"I will definitely give you a big surprise then."

Lin Kun said calmly.

Very good.

Now I have a disciple named Ru Tu.

I will accept another disciple named Wei An in the future.

Ru Tu, Wei An.

I am also complete.

"Thank you, Master."

Lu Ya was a little indifferent.

As the prince of the demon clan, he has seen too many good things.

What can the Golden Immortal Master in front of him take out?

That's it.

Lu Ya has temporarily settled down in the West.

Except for the occasional disappearance of some spirit beasts with Lin Kun in Mount Xumi, it is also stable.

Jie Yin and Zhunti are also reliable.

They will also give Lu Ya some advice on cultivation from time to time.

Suddenly one day.

The calamity of the catastrophe surged again.

Lin Kun's face changed.

He took out his diary and started writing.