Yang Lin's expression became more and more excited: "What's the use of healing the injury?" That's not what I want! Even if I recover, I'm no match for the bear. Taking the Lu Wu Shen Lun Pill can make the original body stronger and the power of the innate supernatural power greater, so that I can defeat the bear demon and make up for the regrets of my life. ”

Cheng Tianle said categorically: "That's Your Excellency's own business, it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with my Ten Thousand Transformations Sect's Lu Wu Shen Lundan." But in this Divine Pill Meeting, there is a fate of the world's peers, and I also want to persuade you, the mountain and wild demon cultivation is born in the jungle, and there is no right or wrong in fighting, but you have been in the world for many years, how can your cultivation be like this, and what is the difference between it and the mountain beasts?

Giving you the Divine Pill to let you fight for a cave with a dog bear, this is definitely not my Ten Thousand Transformations Sect's guidance to the demon cultivation in the world! If you want to talk about this kind of principle of doing things, why should I treat any injuries for you, just throw it out? If you don't want to, I will neither persuade nor force you, and you may go. ”

Yang Lin had been retreating, and had already retreated to the center of the hall, raising a hand to point at Cheng Tianle, his eyes were also full of resentment and anger: "Cheng Tianle, is this your Divine Pill?" I used all my savings to create gifts, with indignation and humiliation, for the first time in my life, I knelt down and kowtowed to people and begged, and you sent me like this? ”

Once a person opens his mouth, he can't suppress the fire, and the dragon fruit took the initiative to shout this time: "No, what else do you want?" No one forced you to send a plaque, no one told you to kneel. The Ten Thousand Variations Sect does not owe you the Divine Pill, and Cheng is willing to spend his magical power to heal your injuries, is he still sorry for you? If you speak out again, you will not blame you for being ruthless! ”

Everyone noticed the registered disciple of the Ten Thousand Variation Sect, and even the big guy who was squatting beside Ze Zhen turned his head to look at this beautiful demon cultivator, as if he was very interested. Yang Lin's face turned red, his eyes were full of anger from humiliation, and his fingers trembled when he pointed at Cheng Tianle: "Okay, good." Cheng Tianle, I finally saw the true face of you and the Ten Thousand Variations Sect today! What kind of Shendan conference, it's just a trick to drill the camp, today's humiliation, I remember! ”

Dan Zicheng said in a sullen voice: "No one insults you, you just humiliate yourself." Fortunately, Mr. Cheng has a good temper, and he doesn't want to disturb this Shendanhui, otherwise he will rush to your virtue, how can you get out of the door with a few bones? ”

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but say, "Yang Lin." Do you think that 'what is mine is mine, and yours is mine'? If that's the case, you might as well refine the Luwu God Lun Dan by yourself, and wait for someone like you in the world to come to the door and beg, don't make trouble here! ”

Everyone can see it. Yang Lin is here to stir up the scene today, that is, relying on the presence of high-ranking people from various factions, Cheng Tianle is not good to openly turn his face and mess up his own grand event. And he is quite careful in doing things, first begging for money, and kneeling and kowtowing, and finally getting angry when he is rejected, but he only speaks disgusting and never moves. As he spoke, he stepped back.

He was angry, but Cheng Tianle was not angry, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face, if someone familiar saw it. I thought that Cheng always had a city!

Cheng Tianle was communicating with Mei Lande with a divine thought: "This person's reaction is very strange, even if I don't give him the Divine Pill, he shouldn't offend the Ten Thousand Variations Sect like this, right?" Even if someone instructed him, his injuries were real. Even if you have a grudge in your heart. You shouldn't be so angry in public, don't you want to heal your wounds? Except for me. People who can treat him and are willing to treat him are definitely not easy to find. ”

"That just says two things," Melander said. First of all, he has no fear, the person who instructed him may have already thought of this possibility, and made some kind of promise to him, if you don't give Lu Wu Shenlun Dan, he will stir up the Shendan Society, and the benefits he will get afterwards will be greater than if you heal his wounds. Otherwise, no one would do that, even if this person is insane, but he is not an idiot! ”

Cheng Tianle: "I think he's like an idiot!" What about another thing? ”

Melander: "His true temperament is like this, he can't stand this kind of grievance at all, he is willing to use all his savings to send you a plaque, and kneeling and kowtowing in public has endured humiliation to the limit, thinking that he has given everything he has." In this case, even if you give him the Divine Pill, he will not be very grateful to you; If you don't give it to him, you're his enemy. Think of that bear, two wild beasts in the mountains fighting for a nest, and when they came to the world, they still regarded it as a lifelong blood hatred. Cheng Zong, now the hatred between you and him has surpassed that bear! ”

Cheng Tianle sighed: "There is such a demon in the world." ”

Melander: "Don't talk about demon cultivation, there are many such people in the world!" ”

The exchange of divine thoughts was only secret, Cheng Tianle didn't care what Yang Lin was doing, he was just doing his own thing step by step, and waved his hand and said: "At the Shendan meeting, fellow Daoists are guests and send guests off with gifts!" ”

The little monkey He Fan held a wooden box and said: "There is a falling thunder gold in it, which is a little thank you to all the guests who came to congratulate you." ”

When Yang Lin knelt on the ground, Cheng Tianle was alert to the restlessness of the Xuanzhu Bead nourished in the form and spirit, and the violent aura was attracted by some kind of divine qi, and he was already very clear about this Yang Lin's temperament. But no matter how Yang Lin played, Cheng Tianle still came according to the rules of the Shendan Society, and the person who sent it was a thunder gold per person, including Yang Lin.

Yang Lin waved his hand and said angrily: "I'm not rare, don't come with me for this set, put it away!" As he spoke, he turned and walked out the door.

Zhen Shirui got up and shouted: "Take the plaque you carried with you, you will not be subject to the gift of the Divine Pill Society, and the Ten Thousand Variations Sect will not be congratulated by you!" ”

Yang Lin replied without replying: "No need, the daughter will come back after she is gone." This gold plaque will be kept for you to buy a coffin. ”

The demons of the Ten Thousand Transformations Sect had already been angry, and in the end, although they turned their faces, it was not easy to do anything on this occasion. If you fight here, you will not only be suspected of bullying, but also smash your own field. It was precisely because of this that some people would let Yang Lin make such a fuss, but his last sentence was too much.

Mei Lande and Cheng Tianle guessed well, this Yang Lin was indeed instructed by someone. That "master" told Yang Lin how to ask Lu Wu Shen Lun Dan, if he couldn't ask for it, as long as he did what he instructed, he would be able to get Lu Wu Shen Lun Dan, and there was also a profound cultivation method to guide him.

But Yang Lin's later reaction was not entirely pretending, but also a heartfelt move. If he can't succeed today, it's a great shame for him. Since this leopard demon opened his spiritual intelligence, except for the bear demon, no one has ever let him suffer such a grievance. It was the first time he had given his own things to others, let alone all his savings, and it was the first time he had knelt down and kowtowed to others. Although this was something that the "master" ordered, it had endured to the limit for Yang Lin.

He is a master who is a hermit in Zhongnan Mountain, and he is welcomed to the world to make offerings, although he is a demon cultivator, but he is completely different from the identity of Wei Buyan's gangster at the beginning, and he has always been held up by people from above. Those who support him and come to apprentice include successful businessmen, celebrities, officials at all levels, performing arts stars, and other successful people.

There are often people kneeling in front of them to ask for fate, blessings, magic runes, elixirs, life guidance, and spiritual enlightenment, and he is also very good at fooling these people by relying on the means of demon cultivation, and he has also saved a lot of money over the years. What's more, he feels that his status is transcendent, and he hasn't been wronged in any way over the years. The Shendan will come up this one, and in the end, he really hated Cheng Tianle and the Ten Thousand Variations Sect, so much so that when he stepped out of the threshold, he blurted out such a sincere sentence.

He couldn't take the plaque with him, because that's what the messenger behind the scenes ordered, even if he couldn't ask for the elixir, he had to leave the plaque.

All the demons of the Ten Thousand Transformations Sect changed color, but they didn't move, because President Cheng gave the order! Among the demon primordial gods, he heard Cheng Tianle say a word: "Don't do anything to anyone, let me come!" ”

Accompanied by divine thoughts, a deafening thunderclap sounded in the hall, a flash of lightning flashed, and the large plaque placed in the corner of the room was instantly shattered, and the wooden plaque turned into smoke on the spot. And those four golden characters also melted in the thunder and lightning, as if they had turned into flowing golden dragons that flew out of the door and smashed heavily on Yang Lin's back.

Cheng Tianle was angry, and it was the fury of thunder. Nian Qiuye also once said that if you have to make a move, then you will do it, and the Shendanhui does not have to compromise and fall into the power of the sect. Cheng Tianle didn't move his back, and many people didn't see clearly how the thunder was split, this is not the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder of the Righteous Gate, but the Thunder of Creation between Heaven and Earth.

I think that when Cheng Tianle was in the wind and evil calamity, he once absorbed and fused the talent of an electric python spirit, and then used the heavenly thunder to condense the electric light essence and flying electric stone. Later, he took the thunder gold, and he saw the power of the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, and spent a long time refining his spells, and now the thunder appears in his mind.

But everyone can also see clearly, although Cheng Quan's anger is full of thunder, his concentration is not chaotic at all, and he is not affected by any emotional fluctuations, and the spells he casts are subtle and exquisite. The wooden plaque instantly turned into flying ashes, and the smelted gold flew out, but it did not directly hit the clothes on Yang Lin's back. Instead, it slipped into the hem of the garment, solidified into a half-body golden armor against the back, and extended forward to lock the shoulders and waist, like a flying golden claw that held the person in the air.

Yang Lin didn't even let out a scream, because Cheng Tianle cast a spell to seal his voice, and it saw that his body was smashed away, but he was actually grabbed and thrown out by this hot golden claw. The human form of the demon cultivator was transformed by the demon pill, and on the surface, it seemed that there would be no burns, but the loss was the divine energy mana condensed by the demon pill, and it also burned his original body.

Yang Lin's original body was already injured, and at this moment, it was an injury on top of injury. He flew directly over the rockery in the front yard from the threshold, feeling as if he had flown over thousands of mountains and rivers, and flew over the gate of the Ten Thousand Variation Sect, with two hundred catties of gold wrapped in his back, and fell heavily on the stone slab in the middle of the alley. Behind him, the door of the Ten Thousand Variations Sect had been closed.