There are some things that I will never forget, especially for me, things that are related to my life - from Lin Slowly's memoirs.

"Lin girl, as soon as you enter the immortal road, you can't help yourself, not only to compete for spirit stones, but also for various resources. And the most important thing is to fight for their right to live...... Fight from someone else. ”

In the bluestone house, he buried his head in a rice bowl the size of a basin, and was concentrating on dealing with the mountain-high forest in front of him, slowly puffing out his cheeks, and in his busy schedule, he glanced up at the old guy who was lying on the bed and leaned his back against the wall, and puffed out his cheeks and made a vague "En" sound.

"You say, what would you do if you encountered an enemy whose cultivation was far superior to you?"

"Can't beat it?"

Nodding, Old Man Mo tore off a small piece of the steamed bun in his hand and put it in his mouth.

"I can't beat it."

"Can't run away?"

"I can't run away."

Tilting his head, Lin slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, and after thinking seriously, he rolled his eyes.

"What else can I do? Close your eyes and lie down on the ground, waiting for death. ”

"You want to die?"

Mo Laohan was a little surprised.

"Who wants to die if they can live, but you are obviously going to die!"

Shaking his head, Old Man Mo put aside the steamed buns in his hand and closed his tired eyes.

"Remember, as long as you are not instantly killed by the other party, then it proves that the other party's cultivation is not so strong that it cannot be defeated, since it can be defeated, then ...... You're going to have to wait. ”

"Wait?"

"Wait until you have a chance to kill the other party in one fell swoop."

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With his head down, he felt the cold air flow above his head, blowing the hair on his forehead in all directions. A wisp of green silk that was blown off by the strength of the qi slowly fell in front of him.

Lin slowly raised his head suddenly, squinting his eyes under the harsh sword wind.

Stretching out his right hand, which had been tucked into the cuff, a bronze ring with a simple shape was firmly attached to the index finger on the originally smooth finger.

A pale cyan sword light shot out in an instant, colliding with the sword-like magic weapon that the bald monk had slashed fiercely.

"Ding......

The sound of gold and iron clashing instantly resounded in this small forest.

After the pale cyan sword and the bald monk's magic weapon stalemate for a while, fine cracks gradually appeared on the sword light, and finally there was a sudden shock under a crisp sound, turning into pieces of light and disappearing.

However, the last shock of the pale cyan sword before it disappeared also flicked the bald monk's long knife into a high place, almost out of his hand.

Grabbing the magic weapon in his hand vigorously, the original cruelty on the bald monk's face turned into shock and stunned the moment the cyan sword appeared.

I really can't figure out how Lin Slowly, who was still trembling and looking like he was going to fight and kill just now, suddenly used such a means to resist himself with all his strength.

However, before he could figure it out, he saw Lin in front of him, who was still full of fear just now, slowly with a pair of calm eyes, and stood up in an instant. Stretched out his right hand, as if slowly and quickly pressed to his chest.

Feeling the strength of Lin's slowly hand, the bald monk's heart trembled, his eyes widened, he shouted, he couldn't care about the magic weapon in his right hand anymore, let go of his palm, and slammed into Lin's slowly struck hand.

With a tremble, Lin slowly flew out with the blood from the corner of his mouth. But he still looked calmly at the bald monk's right hand...... On it, a two-palm-long sword was grazing the bald monk's right hand and flew out, with a trace of blood, after continuously piercing several large trees, it exhausted the spiritual power in it and dissipated out of thin air.

The screams of killing pigs rang out, and the bald monk's painful eyes turned red instantly as he hugged his shoulder-length broken arm.

Falling to the ground, Lin slowly did not pay attention to his injuries. With a resolute look, his legs immediately kicked the ground hard, and with the sound of the wind whirring in his ears, he quickly approached the bald monk. On the raised right hand, the faint blue light on the bronze ring kept pouring, and a subtle sword light instantly formed, but compared to the previous two sword rays, the power was obviously insufficient.

Looking at Lin slowly, who was approaching him quickly, the bald monk had a frightened look in his eyes, and he didn't expect to be pecked by the wild goose all day long, and this time he kicked the iron plate.

Now, facing the figure of Lin slowly attacking again, the bald monk only thought about how to get out of here quickly.

Seeing Lin slowly imprint his right hand to his chest again, the bald monk was helpless, and used his only remaining left hand to pinch out a mysterious seal.

A golden curtain of light formed in front of the bald monk, and Lin slowly hit it as if it was hitting an iron curtain, and Zhen's right hand hurt.

A fierce look flashed in his calm eyes.

"The old lady doesn't believe that you can't break your turtle shell when you are missing a hand and your body is seriously injured and the seal is incomplete."

Mobilize all the spiritual power in your body and pour it all over your right hand. Listening to the squeaking sound in his ears, he looked at the light curtain in front of him that was rapidly fading in color, and the bald monk whose expression became more and more frightened as the light curtain dimmed.

Lin slowly fell backwards with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The fingers bent slightly, and the cyan sword light that had been brewing on the ring for a long time shot out, turning into the size of a palm and hitting the light curtain fiercely, forming water-like ripples at the intersection positions.

Behind the light curtain, the bald monk who had seen Lin slowly fall to the ground was still in a hurry, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood up. Looking at the cyan sword that was tightly separated by a layer of light curtain and constantly wanted to get in. I was so scared for a while that I just wanted to scold my mother.

"How can there be! How can there be? Made, you're not finished! ”

Behind the light curtain, the bald monk's originally red eyes, which were supported by his left hand, became even more rabbit-like at this moment, staring at the sword that was only a palm away from him, and used his strength to feed.

Time passed, and in just a few breaths, the thick golden curtain of light became like a soap bubble and trembled, as if it would dissipate in the next moment. The bald monk's face was even more paper-white, and the bald monk's spiritual power had been exhausted, and at this moment, it was completely supported by the idea of survival.

And the cyan sword in front of him was only the size of a finger, and the color also became illusory.

"It's coming, it's coming, as long as I support it for a while, I will definitely be able to stand up, and I will ...... when the time comes."

A crisp cracking sound reached his ears, pulling the bald monk back from his fantasy, and a blue glow that shrank to the size of an embroidery needle, transparent and barely visible, flashed away in the reflection of the bald monk's desperate eyes. Penetrated the bald monk's body without the slightest spiritual protection.

Trembling, he looked down at the small blood stain on his heart's shirt stained red by a drop of blood. The vitality in the bald monk's eyes quickly dissipated. Until he died, he didn't understand why Lin Slowly, who was originally on the board, switched positions with him in an instant.

Weakly putting down his head, which had been insisting on raising even if he fell to the ground, Lin slowly looked at the sky above his head, which appeared exceptionally blue through the gap between the leaves, and slowly exhaled.

The injury that affects the body turns into a violent cough in the middle of the breath.

With a wry smile, he stretched out his hand and pressed his chest, which seemed to be burning inside, and Lin slowly and reluctantly stood up. Shaking to the bald monk's side, he fumbled around with the other's clothes for a while, and then took out a bag with gold thread from the other's cuff and shook his head.

"The strength of this ninth-layer cultivator in the Qi refining period is really not empty."

As early as when the other party took out the magic weapon out of thin air, Lin slowly knew that the other party also had a storage bag.

After transporting the spiritual power and scattering the marks belonging to the bald monk on it, Lin slowly probed the spiritual power into it, the space inside was not large, only a cubic space, but it was full of various items, as small as food and clothing, and as large as tent spirit stones.

After carefully checking and finding two more spirit stones from the other party, it was determined that there was no omission. Lin slowly staggered and dragged his broken body to the side of Qingniu, who was watching this scene calmly.

Sitting down with his legs weak, leaning on the body of the green cow, Lin slowly barely pulled out a smile.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally killed your former master."

"Mou."

It doesn't matter, it's a response.

patting Qingniu's body and resting his head on the other party, Lin slowly put the spirit stone on Qingniu's body, and poured the contents of the storage bag to the ground, ready to see what he would get this time.

Looking at the messy pile in front of him, Lin slowly found a lot of good things in addition to more than fifty second-grade spirit stones.

I was about to sigh that this world is still the fastest way to rob and make money, when a strange "snort" sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

After listening carefully for a while, Lin slowly turned his head suspiciously and looked at the green cow beside him, to be precise, at the position of the two spars that he had originally placed on the green cow.

At this look, Lin's eyes gradually widened, as if he had seen a ghost, he trembled and pointed at the green cow with his arm, but his mouth grew up but he couldn't make a sound.

I saw that the cyan spirit stone on the green cow's body seemed to have been robbed by something inexplicable, and the spiritual power in it was rapidly drained at a speed that Lin slowly had never seen before, and between the two breaths, it turned into two ordinary stones with a dark color, no different from ordinary mountain stones.

Turning his head to look at the green cow who robbed the spiritual power in the spirit stone in a way he didn't know, feeling the rapid and rich vitality in the green cow's body, and watching the green cow languid and not there, his eyes became bright.

Intuition told Lin to ...... slowly I seem to be in a terrible trouble.

One of the most foodies and the most money-making troubles I have ever seen.

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