Long Bao's words gave him some comfort. He scrutinized around the boulder, repeatedly flying to the top to look down, and slowly falling from different directions. Except for the seven big characters, this boulder has a smooth and smelting body, and it is extremely tough, and if it does not use spiritual power, it cannot be cut open with the Yin and Yang Sword.

The seven characters show the traces of scratching with a hard object, and there is a pen, no different from handwriting, which is easily reminiscent of writing with fingernails; what is particularly terrifying is that there are five dents of different lengths on the boulder from the top to the bottom in different directions, and the top is slightly round, as if a giant standing on the top of the earth grabbed this 10,000-foot high boulder and threw it here, like kneading a ball of mud, leaving five clear fingerprints.

What a terrible demon god!

This discovery made Long Lin feel a deep sense of powerlessness. Even if it can be confirmed that this red dragon killed his biological mother, when and month can he be strong enough to kill this demon to avenge his mother?

He stood alone on the top of the boulder for three days, silently sensing the presence of any lingering thoughts. Is this the place where his biological mother is buried? No one showed up, and no one answered the countless stubborn questions of this lonely teenager.

The wind blew indifferently and endlessly.

The world is long, but there is only loneliness.

There is a thick carbonized layer in the valley near the boulder, which shows how fierce and long-lasting the forest fire caused when it fell back then, burning almost all traces away;

He stepped into the void, slowly ascending along the seven words, and when he reached the word "犼", he found that there was a white light hidden in a crack in a word mark, and under closer inspection, it was a fragment of something unknown embedded in the crack, revealing only a slightly curved trace. This crack was several zhang deep, and this subtle white light ordinary monks could not find it at all, and they could not take it out if they found it, and the gap was so narrow that it was difficult to even accommodate a finger at the narrowest point.

Long Lin communicated with Yi Xinliu in the small world, and asked her to send out a group of little ant demons, revealing the true body of ants, entering the stone gap, and slowly gnawing on the black rock that wrapped it around the white fragment.

To his surprise, despite the extreme toughness of the stone, the ant-demons could barely move and did not resist the taste. More than ten days later, these conscientious little guys carried a milky white sheet to the mouth of the stone gap, and Long Lin gently pulled it out.

This is a piece of nearly semicircular flakes that have been broken, slightly curvature, like jade but not jade, slightly close to, and will refract colorful halos against the light, and there are dark purple old blood marks on the fracture, exuding an aura that makes him feel familiar and intimate. Although it is only a fragment, it fluctuates with indescribable abundant spiritual power, fastening it between the palms of the hand, the power is urged, and the eyes seem to see the soul of a white dragon, the majestic dragon energy fills the universe, across the ages, the stars in the eyes of the huge dragon are as great as a mountain, and there is really supreme majesty.

In an instant, tears filled his eyes, and Long Lin asked softly at Long Ying: Mother, are you my mother?

The shadow of the soul was silent.

The wind whistled by, and the white dragon shadow dispersed into a few faint wisps of cloud, and then disappeared.

Long Lin entered the small world and showed this fragment to Long Bao and Mock Wind. They did not hesitate to confirm: it was half a dragon scale.

This half of the bloody dragon scales seemed to further confirm the possibility of the dragon maiden's death here. Long Lin sat blankly by the Shenwang Lake for a long time, and found that the Vermilion Bird Fire could not melt this dragon scale, so he spit out a golden heart purple flame, slowly melted the dragon scales, condensed them into a white bead, and used Ji Xuanying to seal the similar technique of Tianchen Suo, pulling out filaments at both ends of the beads and closing them together to form a collar shape.

He hung the bead around his neck.

Mao Juhua silently stood on the other side of Shenwang Lake and looked at him, thoughtful.

Xue Zhanyi was very excited when she found that Long Lin was using the Golden Heart Purple Flame, because she couldn't control this flame, and she had to work with Long Lin's Vermilion Bird Fire to give birth, but Long Lin had already been able to swallow and store, although the flame flame was smaller, but it was extremely pure. She stamped her foot and said, "I'll fly over and see what Big Daddy is burning!"

Suddenly, his neck hurt, and he was already pulled by Long Bao on the back of his neck, "Stay honest with me, don't bother the master!"

Snow grunted and lowered her head.

In the blink of an eye, scholar Zi Xiu had been cultivating in the small world for more than two months, and successfully stepped into the second phase of qi refining. Cao Hengli said that although his cultivation qualifications were very mediocre, he was fortunate to be very hard working and had a tough personality, so his cultivation speed in the aura of the small world was slightly faster than that of the disciples of those big sects. Only Li Duoshou was unpleasant to him, and he couldn't figure out why the eldest master wanted to take in such a "poor sour dice who even eats and chews", and he dragged a few sentences of text when he had nothing to do, which made everyone very depressed.

Cui Rutie followed Long Lin's instructions and brought Zi Xiu's sister Zi Xi back.

Zi Xi is a girl with a crimson complexion and lips painted with Zhu, she looks vigorous and vigorous, with a petite and delicate figure, handsome eyebrows and eyes, completely different from the five big and three thick "strong breath" that everyone imagines, but she does have a brute force, and she just stepped into the small world and fought with the nagging Li Duoshou who broke her mouth, and she didn't suffer any big losses, but she looked like a natural refiner.

"Nima, is she reincarnated as a bison spirit?" Long Bao said in shock. Although Li Duoshou didn't use any mana, he was already a foundation building monk after all. The difference between a mortal and a Tsukiji monk is almost like the difference between an egg and a chicken demon.

Cui Rutie, who was called the "old immortal master of iron" by Zi Xiu, didn't mind, but accepted Zi Xi as a disciple according to Zi Xiu's wishes. He really needs a stoker boy with a lot of strength in his daily refining, but Yi Xinliu is too busy, Hu Wangcai is too lazy, Xue's clothes are irritable and naughty, and Mao Chrysanthemum is tweed, he doesn't dare to support it; I can't count on any of them. Purple Breath is born with divine power and a simple temperament, so it is just right to be a stoker.

Long Lin found that Zi Xi did not have a spiritual root, and the meridians were also different from the complexity and weakness of the human race, which was extremely concise and strong, and this unusual physique was closer to the demon race and some demon races. He had read some alchemy techniques suitable for demon cultivation and demon cultivation in the Lingxi Sect, summarized them in the sea of knowledge, and handed them to Cui Rutie on the jade plate, so that he could teach them to Zixi.

Wei Dali of the Lingxi Sect sent a message to Long Lin that Yi Ruying had officially taken over as the Holy Lotus Sect's head of the Holy Lotus Sect, and it was rumored that nearly half of the land under the jurisdiction of the original Holy Lotus Sect had been recovered. They originally thought that Yun Shuixi was naturally located in Yi Ruying because of remarriage, and recently they learned that Yun Shuixi had died, but they did not know the specific cause of death; he said that yesterday, Yun Shuihan of Dayinghai rushed to the Lingxi Sect with a large number of people to find Li Yong's bad luck, and for no reason and without saying a word, he broke through the sect's big array, and beat Li Yong violently and became seriously injured.

Long Lin saw it, smiled bitterly, and replied: "Got it." ”

After hearing the above news, Long Bao said, "Why, that old coffin didn't beat Li Laoyong to death? This doesn't seem to be in line with his style, isn't this old thing always killed to the end?"

Hu Wangcai said, "Second Master, do you still remember the words of the Stygian Clan's Duo Han confession? The Lingxi Sect hooked up with the Demon God, and he was very famous! I think he is just out of anger, in the final analysis, he is unreasonable, people have transferred all his wives to him, he is incompetent, who is to blame?"

"But Li Yong collected the transfer fee. Mao Juhua said suddenly.

Long Bao was furious, gritted his teeth and scolded, "A pair of old and shameless scum!"

Seeing that Long Lin was depressed, Long Bao proposed to take a walk in Zhu Ziguo and relax. This proposal received an enthusiastic response from Hu Wangcai, Xue Zhanyi, and others.

Long Lin instructed them to restrain their breath and change their form into the basic form of the human race, so as not to be looked at sideways everywhere and cause unnecessary trouble.

The city of the king of Zhuzi is called Zhuzi City, the city is built quite neatly, and the shade of the city wall is covered with thick green and fluffy moss, as if to declare that this royal city has been peaceful for a long time.

The market is quite deserted, and you can see white flags and plain lanterns everywhere, and it is said that the queen has a mother's house, and all entertainment activities such as singing, dancing, opera, banquets, and lantern festivals will be banned for three years.

Long Bao was bored. I randomly found a restaurant and ate a meal, but it was also bland and tasteless, and the meals had no spiritual power. There are no spirit stones circulating here, and the hard currency is only gold, silver and copper coins. Long Lin groped for a while, trying to find a little gold and silver, the shopkeeper's face was covered with dark clouds, thinking that he had met someone who ate white food again, and was thinking about asking Xiao Er and the cook to strip off their clothes, and beat them up, when suddenly a golden light flashed in front of him, and a large piece of gold was thrown into his arms, which almost knocked him out.

"Don't look for it. The young man in Tsing Yi, who threw gold, said lightly, and then left.

The shopkeeper watched them walk away in a daze, like a big fat cat thinking about life. I don't know how long later, he jumped up and hurriedly ordered the clerk to close the door. With gold in his arms, he clutched his chest with one hand, feeling the heat or coldness of the man, and with astonishing vanity he crossed most of the street and disappeared into a rented horse shop.

Hu Wangcai looked back and said, "He must have gone to hide the gold, right?"

Xue Zhanyi was rarely sensible, and said, "He has to go home and dig a big hole, hide the gold, and don't let people rob it..."