The strange way of immortality: I become a god in a strange world

What's wrong with this letter?

There was no word from Zhao Mei'e.

How is this possible?!

He and Zhao Mei'e were close to a layer of window paper, and Zhao Tou had to match her and Lin Soul at the moment when he was poisoned by the corpse.

Even everyone secretly thought that they had come together.

But from Yudu writing a letter to Lin Soul in the Eastern Wilderness, how could there be no Zhao Mei'e!

Zhao Tou, Teng Yuan, and Zhao Junshan all have messages, what about Zhao Mei'e?

She was supposed to be the most positive one, but the letter didn't say a word.

Lin Soul verified again and found that there was no omission.

His brow furrowed tighter.

He called a handyman and asked him to lead him to the post station in Hanhai City.

There was a table outside the caravan where an old pedant wrote letters on his behalf.

Lin Soul asked the little handyman in the Past Life Courtyard to go back, and he sat in front of the old pedant.

"Write letters on behalf of others, and the cost of editing is consistent."

The old pedant spoke.

Lin Hun nodded: "Yes, let's start." The

old pedant took the letter paper, polished the ink, and immediately began to write according to Lin Soul's words.

The old pedant writes with a very neat hand, strong pen power, and its own system.

"Uncle Zhao, everything is fine in the Eastern Desolate Sea City. The injuries on his body have healed, and he has made meritorious achievements, and he has received the care of Lord Jin here, don't miss it.

"Teng Yuan, listen to Uncle Zhao's words, be calm in case of trouble, and don't be strong. Save up your money, feed your mother and brother, and buy another brute mother-in-law. You don't have to wait for me to go back for a drink, but I'll be sure to be there for the gift.

"Junshan, practicing martial arts is to let you live longer, and it is probably right to listen to Uncle Zhao's words. My house must be well taken care of by me, and the care is rewarded, otherwise you will be punished!

"Uncle Zhao, why didn't you see Mei'e's words?"

"Looking forward to renewal."

After writing, the old pedant dried it and wrote the address on the envelope according to what Lin Hun said.

Lin Soul paid the usual copper money and walked into the post station to deliver the letter.

There was only one person on duty in the post station, and after receiving Lin Soul's letter and seeing the address clearly, he pointed to the price sign hanging and said:

"Pass it to Yudu, there are two prices." Caravan to and fro, up to and from January, one or two silver. "

The letter crow flies, five days to reach, five taels of silver." Which one to choose? Lin

Soul was anxious to know Zhao Mei'e's news, and chose the way of five taels of silver behind.

With doubts, Lin Soul returned to the Past Life Hospital.

"The pawn is back! Come and help! There is a batch of broken corpses ahead, and we can't keep busy! "

Come to life!

The days of mixed eating and basking in the sun are temporarily over.

But Lin Soul knew very well in his heart that his leisurely life was exactly what he had worked hard before.

Without the sewing and collecting of corpses for the previous four days and four nights, where will there be the next twenty days of leisure!

Lin Soul walked forward quickly, returned to his house to get the cloth bag, and then came to the sewing room prepared for him.

"It's time to get started."

If only a few more practitioners came this time, maybe they would get the "bequest of the deceased".

Lin Soul Centipede also has three tricky sources and exercises in his mouth, and each of them can sell two thousand mysterious crystals.

The more sophisticated, the better.

Of course, those who come do not refuse.

There were a lot of corpses in the courtyard, and there was a strong smell of blood.

Lin Hun put on a special uniform sewn from cowhide, and covered his mouth and nose with cowhide gloves and gauze on both gloves.

Blow out the oil lamp in the house and release the hundred feet and red eyes to protect themselves.

Start sewing the body.

The first corpse that advanced made Lin Soul stunned.

Acquaintance.

It's Xiao Wu!

It was Xiao Wu who Jin Ziyi sent to serve by his side before.

He took the call of the Third Prince and went to the seventh altar of the deserted man to try his luck.

Many people have the same idea as Xiao Wu, hoping to be lucky against the sky and soar into the sky.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting was Xiao Wu's broken corpse.

Someone outside the door said

, "Missing heart, burst eyeball, hideous expression, dead eye."

The main reason was that the people in the Dead Life Institute thought that Lin Soul could not see, but it was a kind reminder.

Xiao Wu died similar to the person who died at the seventh altar before.

What terrible existence is hidden in this seventh altar?

Why is it causing so much damage!

However, this matter has nothing to do with Lin Soul.

Just as Uncle Zhao told in his letter: Be a mortal, don't come out.

Xiao Wu is just a martial artist realm junior, and Lin Soul stitches him very simply.

Waiting for the three incense sticks to burn neatly, Lin Soul quickly stitched up for Xiao Wu.

Before pushing out, Lin Soul looked at Xiao Wu, who had calmed his expression, and sighed heavily.

Under the heavy gold there will be brave men.

But under the heavy money, there will be danger!

The seventh altar should be broken.

After all, at the final stage, it began to be filled with the lives of ordinary people.

Lin Soul continued to sew the corpse.

It was busy until the evening of the third day.

It's just that this time it disappointed Lin Soul.

There is no trickery, all are warriors or ordinary people.

Lin Soul did not receive the unexpected "bequest of the deceased".

The Lin Soul did not rest for three days and nights, and kept the corpses in the courtyard ready.

Dragging his "tired" body, Lin Soul first went to a hot spring to wash himself inside and out.

The whole body was immersed in the hot spring, where could Lin Soul see the slightest fatigue?

Even when he was sewing corpses, he never forgot to fry his life day and night to get the reward of divine liquid.

Nourished by seven drops of divine liquid obtained from the Babel millstone for feeding life.

Lin Soul has always maintained the best state of his physical body and divine soul.

And he felt more and more that he was about to be consummated in the high stage of the Yin Realm.

Looking forward to it!

Once the Yin Realm is complete, you can borrow the Life Realm with your own exercises and a large number of mysterious crystals!

Lin Soul still had a faint expectation in his heart.

Since Qin Wanning was able to evolve Yin Fu into Spirit Fu at the beginning of the Fate Realm.

So can you do it yourself?

To discuss the purity of the bloodline of the mysterious source, his "Frying Life and Raising Demon Method" was called "god-level" by the dreamy Ah Da!

The spirit is powerful, and Lin Soul has not forgotten it so far!

In the hot spring, Lin Soul washed and put away the cowhide uniform of the corpse collector.

Change into new clothes and go back to your stone house to sleep.

Despite being in the best condition, sleeping is a real thing on earth.

If you can sleep, you can sleep.

Do not disturb the world.

When Lin Soul slept until his son, a warning suddenly came from his heart.

It's red eyes!

The red pupil sent a warning sign to Lin Soul, and there was a tricky cultivation in the distance!

Lin Soul swooped up.

First make sure that there are no electric lights in your stone house, and it is dark.

Then stand there quietly, launch the "python hunt" and "Eye of Strength" to see what is happening in the distance.

At first, there was a very subtle sound of hand-to-hand exchange, which could not even be heard by the ears.

If it weren't for the powerful induction of the red pupil, even Lin Soul, who had a very strong hearing, would not have been able to detect it.

It was a fierce battle between sophistry!

Lin Soul's heart suddenly ignited.

Behind closed doors alone, practicing tricks, I really haven't seen the battle of life and death between tricks and cultivators!

Before, between Qin Wanning and Wei Faqin's secret guard, it was only a point!

The sound of fighting is getting closer!

Lin Soul's eyes of the "Night Lord" are getting brighter and brighter!