Unexpectedly, the aura of the old jailer of the Rat King was still "remembered" in the eyes of this protective array. Long Lin was very glad that he didn't give all the crystal nuclei to Mao Chrysanthemum.

After Mao Chrysanthemum ate half of the crystal nucleus of the Rat King, she felt that she had made a breakthrough. But she didn't know what to think about, and she didn't want to turn into a human form, probably because Long Lin once said that after she became a human, she would scare others out of the urine... She was haunted by the statement.

Hu Wangcai was overjoyed after getting the spiritual weapon. Long Lin explained to him how to control the use and taught him to use his own divine sense. This spiritual weapon is usually a stick, and it can be turned into an umbrella when needed, which can be used both offensively and defensively, and it has the eyes of a two-winged white tiger on it, and it can also emit a strong deterrent white light, which is a typical fox fake tiger might.

Mao Juhua sneered, "His divine sense is so weak, there is a use for hitting it..."

Hu Wangcai clutched the stick tightly and said nothing, tears rolling in his blue eyes. Mao Juhua couldn't see him like this, and muttered "crying like a girl", disdainful.

Long Lin comforted him: "Wangcai, don't be sad. Since you follow me and the second master, we will always give you a transformation. As long as you have the heart of a strong man, you will become stronger day by day, and you will no longer be humiliated by anyone! A generation of demon gods!"

"And no one will dare to cut your eight-hundred-year-old lady anymore!" Long Bao added.

Hu Wangcai couldn't twist it anymore, he cried and nodded frequently. It was the first time in his life that he had heard such inspiring words.

"Cry, cry, cry, you coward!" Mao Juhua hurriedly ran away in disgust.

Long Bao wanted to name the stick again, but Long Lin hurriedly said, "Long Bao, let's go down and see what treasures are under the lake." ”

"Oh. Long Bao's eyes lit up, and immediately a whirl, conjuring up his true appearance, a golden dragon of nearly thirty feet, jumped into the water with a thud.

He's grown a lot lately.

"Long ..." Hu Wangcai screamed in horror, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Rare and weird!" Mao Juhua pouted, "Your hollow stick has fallen!"

While Long Bao was playing in the water, Long Lin was busy collecting the spirit grass and fairy flowers along the lake. He found that these were not only tens of thousands of years old immortal strains, but some were probably more than 100,000 years old...! He was glad that he had a storage bracelet given by Lin Ruowan, otherwise he would have to eat these massive flowers and plants on the spot, and he couldn't finish them at all.

Mao Juhua and Hu Wangcai also helped with the harvest, and they were energetic. The spiritual power by the lake is abundant and fresh, and every time I take a breath, I feel that my realm is improving.

After playing with the water frantically for a while, Long Bao felt that the lake water had an incredibly pure spiritual power, every drop seemed to be repeatedly condensed by the creation of heaven and earth, without the slightest breath of mortal dust, which made the spirit platform crystal clear, and felt that everything was bright, as if for the first time to see the most subtle texture of this world... I couldn't help but suck in for a while, trying to take away all the spiritual water from a lake. I didn't expect the lake to be just a little shallower. He was amazed, because the water that the dragon sucked was ten thousand miles, and this lake did not seem to be very big, but it contained so much spiritual water.

Long Lin was still immersed in harvesting the spirit grass fairy flowers, and Long Bao loudly beckoned him to go into the water, he guessed that since this "fairy water" could nourish the fairy plants, it might also be able to cure Long Lin's disease.

Long Lin arranged for Hu Wangcai and Mao Juhua to collect the last batch, and then jumped into the lake. As soon as he entered the lake, he felt an incomparably kind, familiar, and awe-inspiring aura that seemed to be a part of his body, or rather, a part of his body. He couldn't imagine that this was a big lake that belonged to the Demon God Clan, because the lake water gave him the feeling that there was neither the entanglement and depravity of the mortal world, nor the obsession of the demon world... This is the most primitive and simple water, allowing him to return to his mother's body, and every cell is like a fairy flower on the lakeside opening, sucking, and spreading... After a few breaths in the water, the big bow on his right shoulder shrank sharply, he took it off in a daze, and found that it had become a small bow the size of a palm, and was about to beckon Long Bao to come and see, when suddenly his eyebrows ached, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the little bow was gone! He was so shocked that he thought he had fallen to the bottom of the water, so he hurriedly swam down, "Long Bao, my bow is gone!"

Long Bao also hurriedly followed him downward. I don't know how long I swam, I saw that there were three more big pillars in the lake, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, only slightly bluer than the lake, and I didn't feel it if I looked at it casually. Long Lin continued to go down and found that there was a big tripod inverted buckle at the bottom of the lake, and these three pillars were actually the three legs of the tripod. There were two huge blue-yellow characters in the middle of the ding, which were quite similar to the Western Xia characters he had seen, and he thought it should be the word "Tianwu".

Tianwu is a primitive water god, said to have eight heads and eight faces, eight legs and eight tails, a tiger body, and can swallow clouds and mist. Long Lin didn't expect that the great tripod in the name of the water god would appear in the ruins of the demon god's Xiatai Prison... It's confusing!

There was no treasure at the bottom of the lake as Long Bao guessed, and there was not even a fish spirit and turtle monster shrimp demon, which made him very disappointed, "Rub, is this a big bath?"

Feeling the benefit of his body, he beckoned Mao Juhua and Hu Wangcai to go to the lake, and by the way, he helped find the lost green bow.

Long Lin felt more comfortable than he had ever been in the world, and even wished to swim in the lake forever. The feeling given to him by the lake water was somewhat similar to the Divine Transformation Crystal given to him by Wang Fa, but it was ten million times purer than the Divine Transformation Crystal. He thought that if he soaked in the lake for as long as possible, he would probably be of great benefit to his realm?... He couldn't cultivate like ordinary people, which was what he had been most worried about. The most terrible thing about man is not that he does not understand his enemy, but that he does not understand himself at all. He doesn't even know where the two forces in his body come from and what the consequences will be in the end....

Just as he was thinking about cultivation, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyebrows, and his whole body rolled involuntarily. Long Bao noticed his abnormality and asked in the distance, "Brother Lin, are you having a headache again?"

Long Lin was so painful that he couldn't speak, and his whole body was churning and sinking like a heavy boulder. Long Bao hurriedly swam towards him, but suddenly felt that the flowing water around him began to look strange, as if it was boiling, but it was not hot, as if it was condensing, and felt that the buoyancy was increasing, it seemed to be trembling, and the water waves were obviously very calm..."Second master, this water is wrong..."Mao Juhua shouted to him.

"Chrysanthemum, take Wangcai up first. Long Bao commanded and swam towards Long Lin.

He saw Long Lin's body floating in the middle of the big ding, looking extremely small. Da Ding let out a slight abnormal sound: "Keng...", I saw countless small spots of light like fireflies in the water waves, which were clearly extinguished, forming countless small streams of light that ran around, one by one penetrated into Long Lin's eyebrows, and disappeared. This situation seems familiar, and Yi Ruying has done this to Long Lin, but neither the number of light spots nor the brightness can be compared. Long Bao felt as if a shrunken Milky Way flowed into the center of Long Lin's eyebrows.

Long Bao didn't dare to be disturbed, and stared blankly at all the spots of light injected into Long Lin's eyebrows.

Long Lin struggled, slowly floated up, and opened his eyes that were a little trance-like.

Long Bao suddenly felt that the special spiritual power in the water seemed to be gone, and he was overjoyed, and said, "Brother Lin, have you sucked all the essence of the divine water..."

After leaving the big lake and going ashore, Long Lin still felt a little fainting. Long Bao gave him a dragon cloud cover and let him meditate and rest in it.

After the dragon settled down, he unfolded the inner vision method and returned to the desolate world where the river was rushing. There was no difference except that the river was wider and the banks were deeper, and when I looked up at the yellow planet, I felt that it was slightly purple, and there were two more lights than before, green and blue, as if there were two more arms on the left and right of the planet. The two rays of light were exceptionally clear, soft and bright, and incredibly beautiful and solemn.

He was confused in his heart, regretting the lost green divine bow, and feeling swollen and painful all over his body, and couldn't help but feel uneasy. Inspecting the contents of the storage bracelet, nothing was lost, and the yin and yang sword was also quietly hanging inside. He thought, fortunately he didn't lose this, otherwise he really couldn't afford to lose, and he wouldn't want to go... was sorting out the spirit grass fairies that were piled up haphazardly, when he heard Long Bao say, "Wangcai, the second master should give your stick a name..."

"Thank you, Second Master!"

"Second master, you can't name Wangcai's stick or something, otherwise the eldest master will definitely be unhappy..."Mao Juhua interjected.

"Yes?..." Long Bao is obviously obsessed with the word fortune.

"Let's call it the Tiger's Eye Hollow Umbrella. Long Lin couldn't help but speak.