Yan Wan'er didn't seem surprised, looked at Lin Hong, and a sneer appeared on her lips: "So, we met in Tianjin Wei before, and you sold me a small square card, just a game?"

"Yes and no. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Seeing Yan Wan'er's dark face, Lin Hong spread his hands noncommittally, "Our purpose is very simple, the Otherworldly Passage is about to open, and it is time for the Passage Key composed of these four small square cards to reunite."

Back then, the black-faced monk, Ye Daoren, and the Qingjian scholar robbed our Shushan faction on a dark and windy night, and took the opportunity to rob three small square cards. Nearly a hundred years have passed, and I thought that these three people would appear one after another. However, after waiting for so long, there was no trace of the other party. ”

"So, you think of throwing bricks to lure jade and snakes out of the hole?" Yan Wan'er cleared her eyes and knew in her heart. The stiff face looks a little better. So, I thought of something again, and there was an inexplicable smile on my face, "You probably didn't expect to steal chickens, so let's eat a handful of rice!"

Seeing a look of schadenfreude on Yan Wan'er's face, Lin Hong said expressionlessly: "Indeed, I didn't expect you to enter the Holy Pavilion Blue Eyes, and if you enter the Holy Pavilion, I naturally can't follow you anymore." ”

"You can show your hands a few times, the Holy Pavilion is very welcome. ”

How could Yan Wan'er believe his words, with his ability, if he wanted to enter the Holy Pavilion, it would be an easy matter.

Unexpectedly, Lin Hong raised his eyebrows and retorted proudly: "I am a famous disciple of Shu Mountain, how can I enter such a place as the Holy Pavilion!"

"Stop!" Yan Wan'er frowned, she didn't have a bad feeling towards Lin Hong, even if he had hidden some things before, "You can not mention the past, I will also tell you clearly, I only have a small square card here, and I still bought it from you for 10,000 yuan." ”

Yan Wan'er didn't lie, the piece she took from the temple was not on her, it was kept by Wen Junxi. And she emphasized 10,000 yuan, just to remind Lin Hong that this small square card has completed the transaction and has nothing to do with them.

"Girl, we can give you double the price, and you can sell us the small square card. The old man on the side, or rather Old Man Lin, suddenly spoke, "However, you have to tell me, have you ever found the black-faced monk." ”

"Dead. ”

The faint two words made Old Man Lin's face sink and stared at Yan Wan'er darkly: "Are you sure?"

"Naturally, I'm lying to you. ”

Yan Wan'er was a little disappointed, and now there were two small square cards, one from Lin Hong's hand, who claimed to be a disciple of the Shushan faction.

The other piece was obtained by the black-faced monk.

Then there are two more pieces, the whereabouts of which are not known at the moment, and the only clue is that one is in the far east and one is in the northernmost place.

Depending on the situation, the grandfather and grandson don't know as much as her.

How did they find here, though?

With beautiful eyes, Yan Wan'er looked at Old Man Lin: "Old Lin, I respect you for being from a famous family in Shushan, but you have to answer me three questions." If the answer is satisfactory to me, I may consider returning the small square to you. And, don't take a penny. ”

Old man Lin looked young, and his actual age was more than one hundred and twenty years old. He was lucky to build a foundation in his fifties, and decades have passed, and his appearance has basically not changed.

It is said that people become good when they are old, and Old Man Lin is the king of human spirits.

The eyes as sharp as an eagle sank slightly, the essence flickered for a moment, and he laughed loudly: "It's okay, I believe that you won't deliberately embarrass me!"

One sentence pressed a high hat on Yan Wan'er.

However, Yan Wan'er didn't pay attention to it, just paced slowly, muttered for a while, and said, "How do you know that we have arrived in the Dake Desert?"

This is also something that Wen Junxi and others can't figure out, they didn't find anyone following them along the way, so they shouldn't be following. So where did they come from?

Old man Lin glanced at Lin Hong and said that this kind of question would be answered by his grandson.

Lin Hong also understood, and said in a deep voice: "Three days ago, a man in a green shirt told us about it. ”

The man in the green shirt? Yan Wan'er's eyes dimmed slightly, who else could this person be.

Sure enough, Wen Junxi and the others said in unison: "Yan Qingyun!"

"But what is his purpose?" Wen Junxi was still puzzled.

He didn't have a good impression of Yan Qingyun. I felt that he was gloomy and didn't say anything, and he almost killed Wan'er three days ago.

Lin Hong's grandfather and grandson were silent.

Yan Wan'er was silent.

What the purpose, I'm afraid only Yan Qingyun himself will know.

"Elder Lin, how many real cultivators are there on the earth now?" This is what Yan Wan'er has always been curious about, she has been on the earth for so long, she has only seen a few in the Holy Pavilion, the so-called from the cultivator sect. But they don't have any spiritual power on them.

Old man Lin was dumbfounded, and his fairly smooth face was blue and white, and it seemed to be mixed with a little pain. On the earth, cultivation is in decline, and he has been running around for so many years, contacting all parties, but the news he got was not satisfactory.

Most of the last remaining monks in this mortal realm are over 100 years old. And a thirty-five or sixteen-year-old young monk like Lin Hong is already a rare existence.

As for the real Xiuzhen sect?

Old man Lin was a little sad: "No, it's gone." In a few decades, I am afraid that there will not even be a real monk to be found. ”

Foundation monks can live up to 200 years old. For Old Man Lin, if there is no more progress in cultivation, there are indeed only a few decades left.

He can't wait for the next hundred years!

That's why I'm so nervous about the small squares, and I want to make sure that the four tiles can come together. At that time, he will also be able to use this key to the realm to enter the world of cultivation and open up a new world.

Yan Wan'er was stunned, she originally thought that if there was an existence of the Xiuzhen Sect, she would visit her. Invite them to work for the Templar and help her train the Templars. That way, she can also free up time to do her own thing.

It seems that this wishful thinking is in vain.

Yan Wan'er paused slightly, and then said, "Elder Lin, with all due respect, it is much safer to put the small square card on me than to put it on you." When the time to open the Atlas Passage is up, I will appear. It will definitely not affect your ability to go to the Atlas.

In that case, do you still have to take the small square back?"

"Hmph, the girl is too underestimating the old man. Old man Lin was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and listened to what Lin Xiaozi said, this girl can draw some talismans. But he didn't see how much spiritual power fluctuated in her body.

A girl is playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!

"What, Old Man Lin doesn't believe it?" Seeing that Old Man Lin was so angry, Yan Wan'er secretly laughed. People, they just like to rely on the old and sell the old, "It's better for us to make a bet......"

Yan Wan'er stopped halfway through speaking. Lin Hong's grandfather and grandson, including Wen Junxi, looked at her and waited for the following.

"Bet on what?" Old man Lin laughed like a chicken thief, he didn't have any hobbies in his life. Coincidentally, in addition to cultivation, gambling is his favorite!

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