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In the room, Lin Lang held the spirit treasure that Chen Xiaotian had to reward himself in his hand, and fell into deep thought. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His brows were sometimes slightly furrowed, sometimes gentle, sometimes tangled, and his whole face became a little strange because of the spirit treasure in his hand.

"The Spirit Void Mirror, it turned out to be the Spirit Void Mirror!"

Muttering to himself, Lin Lang let out a long sigh helplessly. This spiritual treasure, he really can't say whether it's good or bad.

There is no doubt that the grade exceeds the sixth order, but the effect is really a bit chicken, and there is no difference between it and the Xuanguang Technique and the Traceability Technique! Anyway, Lin Lang himself thinks so.

Urged by spiritual power, the bronze-colored bronze mirror in his hand, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly turned into a cyan light curtain that was a meter wide.

In the light curtain, circles of ripples rippled.

"I don't know what the hostess is doing now. ”

With a finger, a piece of spiritual power entered the light curtain transformed by the Spirit Void Mirror, and the originally vague light curtain gradually became clearer.

A back figure appeared in the light curtain, and the clothes on his body were slowly falling.

Lin Lang's eyes were straight, this back should be the boss's wife!

The clothes gradually fell to the ground, and the smooth and delicate ivory-like skin of the proprietress appeared in the light curtain.

Her body turned slightly, and two clusters of white flowers loomed.

Lin Lang only felt that his nose was hot, and then two warm currents flowed straight down, and the whole person's consciousness fell into the light curtain.

"This spirit treasure! good! Okay, it couldn't be better!" Lin Lang, who was originally not interested in the Spirit Void Mirror, secretly rejoiced in his heart.

"Hey, hey, hey, this chick has a good figure!"

The evil voice of the dragon pig sounded in Lin Lang's ears, and the startled Lin Lang immediately withdrew the Spirit Void Mirror.

"Don't mind, keep watching, uncle, I like to admire the human body. ”

The dragon pig continued without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and a pair of little pigs had hope in their eyes.

Lin Lang was silent, glared at the dragon pig fiercely, and laughed hideously on his face.

Although the proprietress is not his wife, she is the goal she wants to conquer!

There is a way to stick a knife in the ribs of a brother, and a brother to a woman!

"What are you going to do! Don't come here!"

The dragon pig looked at Lin Lang who was walking towards him in horror, and kept retreating, but behind it, there was only one wall left, and it couldn't retreat.

The dragon pig was taken out by Lin Lang by the neck, and when he came back again, the whole pig was fat, with a blue nose and swollen face.

Looking for Ling'er to play, the dirty mink who came back was stunned for a while.

"You said that you were just surrounded by eight people and beaten for more than an hour, and you were stunned that you were not defeated, it was really good!"

Lin Lang picked up the dirty mink and said to the dragon pig with a smile on his face.

"Your sister! If you are tied to a tree and beaten, will you fall? Lin Lang! Uncle Ben and you are incompatible!"

The dragon pig said angrily. He was beaten by eight people "well", and he was still a thug found by Lin Lang, how could it be as happy in his heart, if it hadn't been able to beat Lin Lang, he would have been desperate with Lin Lang a long time ago.

Lin Lang no longer paid attention to the dragon pig, and took care of himself to put the Spirit Void Mirror into the Returning Ruins Ring, and thought silently.

Although the world spirit is willing to recognize himself as the master for the time being, he has to pass the task assigned by the world spirit, if he fails to complete the task within the specified time limit, Lin Lang does not believe that the world spirit will still respond to his needs.

"Will you pass the first narrow road in three years?" thought to himself, Lin Lang's body disappeared into the small bamboo house.

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In the realm of the ruins, on the first narrow road, Lin Lang was moving forward slowly.

From the realm spirit, I learned that there are four narrow paths, which are the way of body shaping, ascension, enlightenment, and yin and yang.

Each narrow road is divided into three sections, each with a distance of 100 meters. Only after passing through a narrow passage in order will the seal of the next narrow passage be opened.

At this time, Lin Lang was on the first narrow road, the road of shaping.

The so-called shaping tests the strength and strength of the trialist's own physical body.

Feeling the increasingly terrifying pressure on the way forward, Lin Lang gritted his teeth to support it. Faced with the covetous eyes of a group of strong people, but without the ability to resist, Lin Lang didn't want it to happen to him again.

At this time, Lin Lang was heading towards the end of the second section of the shaping road, although he was still nearly half a distance away from the end. After entering the second stage of the shaping path, the pressure faced by Lin Lang was several times more than that of the first stage.

On the surface of the body, five flesh protrusions protruded, and from each flesh protrusion, many thin and short flesh protrusions were scattered.

Lin Lang's body was motionless, and after more than half an hour, his feet were slightly raised, and after a while, he fell back in place under pressure.

A powerful thrust almost flattened Lin Lang's body, but he was struggling to support it.

The greater the pressure, the faster the cultivation speed of the Meridian Dao, and Lin Lang knew this very well.

The slender and short fleshy protrusions on the surface of the body are slowly thickening and growing under pressure, and the whole process is so slow and terrifying that it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Lin Lang's mouth, but he didn't take half a step back, still holding on.

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Lin Lang disappeared from Qianyun Gate, and as soon as he disappeared, it was three months, and no matter who it was, he couldn't find it.

There is a legend about Lin Lang's "elder", and somehow, it was spread out, and almost half of the Cangyun Empire knew that Lin Lang had a powerful backstage and could defeat the Fu Sect Sect Master Chen Xiaotian in a few moves.

As a result, many disciples were spreading that Lin Lang was taken away by an immortal.

Without Lin Lang's Qianyun Gate, there is a lot less trouble, but there is also a lot less fun. At the very least, in the eyes of many disciples, no one in the Qianyun Sect dared to argue with the elders anymore, and then let them watch the excitement.

However, although Lin Lang disappeared, the "spirit pet" little fat pig beside Lin Lang replaced Lin Lang during this time and was active everywhere in Qianyunmen.

Without Lin Lang's restraint and oppression, the dragon pig has lived a colorful and impressive life in the past three months, and has even been named the title of "Poetry Pig", which is widely welcomed by the disciples.

How can a pig who can recite poetry not be noticed and popular?

"I met you by chance, I was at a loss for what to do, my eyes with affection, I couldn't avoid it, I understood your heart, I tried my best to avoid it, but you followed closely, I cried. Who's going to run on the street! Is there anyone who cares!"

Originally, this was just a dragon pig one day, and he happened to meet a fairy dog who escaped from the fairy circle, and he stammered in a panic and was scared out. didn't expect to be heard by a passing disciple and spread out, but the dragon pig was regarded as a talented pig who could write poetry by mistake!

Since then, the dragon pig has been a great poetry, and if it does not make a widely circulated poem every day, it feels uncomfortable.

"The farther you go, the better, please don't pester me anymore, I really can't stand it, you will only bring me harm, the more affectionate you are to me, the more painful I am, dead mosquito!"

"I think you are so strong, every night for you, I will accumulate a meteor, and finally converge into this meteor shower. Look, see if I don't stone you!"

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Lin Lang's small bamboo house, in the originally dark and empty bamboo house, suddenly a figure appeared.

The man had his hair scattered, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in blood, and the smell of blood was strong. The surface of his body and the corners of his mouth were covered with bloody scabs, but his eyes were embarrassed, shining brightly in the dark bamboo house.

The dragon pig walked on the dark road, humming a song, thinking about the poem he had just made in his heart, and felt that his food and clothing problem today had been solved again.

These days, Dragon Pig gradually found that the poems he made could not only bring honor to himself, but also be very likable, especially some girls, who were competing to invite him to play with him. As a result, the dragon pig has been eating and drinking for many days.

In the distance, the dragon pig saw a figure walking towards him, it was slightly happy in its heart, and said in its heart: "I hope it's a girl!"

The little hooves "oh" forward, and the dragon pig shook his head and began to chant in his mouth.

"Walking alone on the bleak road late at night, lonely heart, nowhere to go, always thinking of you in my heart, thinking of you, I want to say to you, invite me to dinner, okay?"

As soon as the poem was finished, the dragon pig slowly closed his eyes, and after hearing the louder and louder footsteps in his ears, he sighed and said: "Perhaps, this is an era of starving poetry pigs!"

The voice of the dragon pig is not desolate, if a simple little girl listens to it, she will inevitably be fooled, but this time the dragon pig is not as lucky as the previous times.

"In the few months I've been away, you've grown in ability!"

Listening to the familiar voice in his ears, the body of the dragon pig couldn't help but shiver, it hurriedly opened its squinting pig eyes, looked up at the people around it and replied: "Entertain yourself, entertain yourself, Lin Lang, you are finally back!"

In front of the dragon pig, isn't it Lin Lang?

It turned out that after Lin Lang took a bath and changed his clothes, he suddenly found that his small bamboo house had no signs of "human" activities for many days. Although he is usually not very polite to the dragon pig, he is also panicked at this time.

Although the strength of the dragon pig is not strong, but the blood of the body is replaced by the ancestor with dragon blood and dragon power, in the eyes of the monk, it is simply a genius earth treasure, and he has eaten something that is absolutely supplemented!

Lin Lang was worried that the dragon pig might have been caught and taken to refine the pill, or it might have been stewed directly.

The anxious Lin Lang urged the Spirit Void Mirror to check, and found out what the Dragon Pig had done in the past three months, and he couldn't cry or laugh when he looked at the Spirit Void Mirror on the spot.

I haven't seen you for a few months, this dragon and pig have increased their ability and learned to compose poems!

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