Chapter 4: Luck
Lin Kun raised his head and looked at the blue sky, but his vision was obscured by the staggered canopy, and he couldn't see it.
The mist is curling, but in the quiet, it gives people infinite panic and fear.
In the distance, an immortal cat snored and slept, and a unicorn fairy passed by, paused, and made a detour.
Lin Kun, who had finished his cultivation, withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the immortal cat. Lin Kunshu stretched his eyebrows and smiled, smiling warmly, very sincerely.
Soon Lin Kun looked away again, looked at the fog around him, and his brows naturally furrowed, but he did not look solemn.
"What a Di Zelin!" Lin Kun smiled: "What should be done, now that it's all done, it's time for me to leave here." ”
After getting up and walking a few steps, Lin Kun suddenly stopped, glanced down at the space jade, and with a stroke of his hand, a bright and gentle light suddenly bloomed.
The next moment, a large bag of spiritual flesh wrapped in lotus leaves appeared in Lin Kun's hand.
Looking at the spirit meat in his hand, with a smile, Lin Kun came to the undead cat, put down the big bag of spirit meat, and put it next to the undead cat.
After putting away the spirit flesh, Lin Kun clapped his hands with satisfaction, turned away, not very quickly, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After Lin Kun left, the immortal cat slept very deeply, licked its mouth, covered its head with its claws, and snored.
In the Dize Forest, although the mist is special, it can confuse the soul and disorient the people in it, but the fog here does not have much effect on Lin Kun.
Therefore, Lin Kun was very fast, and it was not long before he came to the edge of the Dize Forest.
During the leap, Lin Kun looked through the fog and saw that there seemed to be something not far away, and immediately, Lin Kun frowned.
"There's something over there. Lin Kun wasn't sure.
With Lin Kun's current eyesight, it is not too difficult to see things clearly through the fog, and it is not easy if it is far away.
Lin Kun landed on an old tree and looked seriously in that direction.
After a while, Lin Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be a person lying there.
"Who could it be?"
With some doubts in his heart, Lin Kun jumped up and landed at the figure.
Standing still, Lin Kun found that it was indeed a person lying down.
I saw that it was a young man dressed in black, and at this time, the young man turned his back to Lin Kun, so Lin Kun couldn't see the other party's face clearly.
Next to the young man, there was also a long sword, but when Lin Kun's eyes fell on the sword body, he found that the blade was damaged in many places, and the gap was broken, obviously, this sword encountered a sharper existence than it.
There was only a mutilated sword on the ground, but the scabbard could not be found, and he did not know where it had fallen.
Lin Kun didn't care where the scabbard went, squatted down, and turned the young man over.
In the next moment, Lin Kun was stunned, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and the size was comparable to a bull's eye.
This young man, Lin Kun knows, he is from Bamboo Leaf City.
A few days ago, when Lin Kun was shopping in the city, he happened to meet this person. On that day, the young man was wearing this dress, and Lin Kun remembered it very clearly.
That morning, after practicing the Eight Desolation Fist seven times, the Thunder Leg nine times, and drinking a cup of tea, Lin Kun tidied up his clothes and went out for a walk.
Unexpectedly, on the street, I happened to see this young man talking with people, and I was curious for a while, so I went up to see the excitement.
That day, Lin Kun felt that this strength was good, and his martial arts were passable, so he inquired among the crowd of onlookers, and it was okay not to ask, only after this inquiry, did he know that the young man was not a genius in Bamboo Leaf City.
Such a person turned out to be an outsider.
Unexpectedly, I met this again here, and it was really a bit of fate.
Lin Kun laughed to himself.
Lin Kun first set up a pulse for the young man.
Closing his eyes, Lin Kun shook his head, felt it, and then frowned.
Immediately, a stream of thought flowed out from Lin Kun's fingertips, along the meridians of the youth, wandering between the eight veins of the youth's strange meridians.
Lin Kun's mind was withdrawn after a long week, and he opened his eyes, looked at the young man, and fell into thought.
"The injury is not light!" his eyebrows furrowed into a small hill, "Well, how do you feel that there is an extremely hidden force dormant in this body, waiting for an opportunity to move, it's not easy to do!"
Frowning and frowning, it was not easy to say in his mouth, but Lin Kun's tone was extremely relaxed and comfortable.
"Boy, you're lucky to have met me, otherwise your kid's future will be gone. ”