"You don't have to send it, shopkeeper, settle the accounts for the past few days, by the way, remember to inform the city lord and take down his stupid son. ”

In the Citi Building of Yunding City, the shopkeeper trembled his hands and handed over the accounts of the past few days to Lin Nan, and took the ten medium-grade spirit stones with some nervousness.

The consumption of Citi Tower is actually not high, in terms of accommodation, there is less than a medium-grade spirit stone in seven days, mainly because the food is expensive, like Lin Nan, who eats three meals a day, and is not much different from mortals, it is really extremely rare.

Looking at the back of Lin Nan leaving, the shopkeeper silently put away the spirit stone, and now what needs to be worried about is what to do with the hundreds of monks who are piled up in the corner of the wall and keep vomiting blood in their mouths.

It's just that, in the surprised eyes of the shopkeeper, these monks who vomited blood couldn't stop but looked like I could still save it, but they spit out the last mouthful of blood vigorously, and then got up from the ground.

The ground stained red by blood was actually dyed black under the last mouthful of blood of everyone.

"Hey, my...... That's it!"

"Hey, my meridians...... That's it!"

"Hey, my sense...... That's it!"

"Huh, my Tintin...... That's it!"

Originally, after everyone stood up, they were all checking the injuries on their bodies, and it turned out that whether it was the dark wounds that fell during the previous battle, the damaged meridians, or the injuries of the divine sense, all of them were restored as before.

It's just that now everyone's eyes are focused on the monk who said "Tintin", could you ...... before?

Hiss~~~

It hurts to think about it.

"What do you see, I mean the spirit beast I raised. ”

Seeing the sympathetic eyes of everyone, the monk took out a snake-shaped spirit beast wrapped around his arms, although the spirit beast vomited a little blood, but the breath on his body was very stable.

You actually named a snake Tintin!

Look down on you.

I thought that after the explanation, everyone would withdraw their gaze, but this sympathetic gaze turned into contempt.

What are you doing, can't you have this name?

Linsey...... Lindsey...... I see, it turned out to be him. ”

Just when everyone was surprised that they had recovered from their injuries, a monk in Tsing Yi suddenly screamed.

"Who is it? Isn't Lynsey a mysterious powerhouse?"

"Wait, recover from your injuries...... I seem to know who it is. ”

"What are you talking about, I don't know. ”

"It's just a primordial infancy, and I want to know about it, this is a secret that monks above the distraction period know. ”

"This big guy, looking at the face of this spirit stone, please be sure to tell me. ”

In the Citi Building, no one cleaned up the blood stains on the ground, and no one sorted out their dirty clothes, but surrounded a few monks with high cultivation and kept asking questions.

After seven days, because of Lin Nan, everyone has also become familiar with each other, and they will not put up a fight when they communicate with each other, but now.

It's because I know more about things that I'm complacent.

"Eh, everyone is so familiar, what kind of spirit stone is not spirit stone. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, looking like he was going to push it, and then put the spirit stone into his storage bag.

"A year ago, the city lord of Xining City in the north was seriously injured, I think everyone knows about it. ”

"Of course, the Ning City Lord's dantian at the peak of the Cave Void was damaged, his divine consciousness was shattered, and it was difficult to even wake up. ”

"I also heard about this, it is said that at that time, the people of Xining City thought that the city lord was going to be replaced, and even some people moved away, but the city lord of Ning suddenly turned around, and some people even speculated that the injury of the city lord of Ning was completely false. ”

"The matter of Ning City Lord's injury is indeed a fact, and the sect master of the Tianjian Sect can testify to this matter, but at that time, after killing the enemy, Ning City Lord was silent about treating his injuries. ”

"However, according to what I caused, the injury of the Ning City Lord was cured by a monk who claimed to be a wandering poet, and the Xining City Lord's Mansion also paid a lot of money for this, causing the entire City Lord's Mansion to tighten its belt, and it took a year to recover. ”

"It sounds like Lin Xi's doing. ”

"It's good to think that the city lord of Ning was also beaten, and after spending so much, we have only spent dozens of low-grade spirit stones in the past few days, and we have really made money. ”

In the Citi Building, a group of people were chatting about Lin Nan, and only the shopkeeper smiled and said nothing.

Hehe, you bunch of garbage, I recognized Lin Xi on the first day I came.

......

The sunset shone from behind, pulling Lin Nan's figure out a long shadow.

After walking out of Yunding City, Lin Nan chose to go all the way to the east, after all, the west may be harmonized.

Although it was almost dark, Lin Nan did not choose to spend the night in the city before leaving.

"It's been three years. ”

Looking up at the sky, Lin Nan couldn't help but sigh.

Three years have passed since the incident of the Wind Thunder Brake.

Lin Nan's current cultivation has reached the peak of integration.

Although three years had passed since the actual time, Lin Nan had been cultivating for thirty years.

When his cultivation reached the merger stage, the increase in his cultivation speed dropped rapidly.

According to Shen Mo's words, Lin Nan's life experience was not enough, which would greatly affect the cultivation speed of the merger period.

Therefore, Shen Mo suggested that Lin Nan go to the immortal realm to have a good experience, and according to the thoughts in his heart, go to the place he wants to go and do what he wants to do.

Experience the blossoming and falling of flowers, the clouds rolling up, and the determination of the mind, and the cultivation will definitely be able to advance by leaps and bounds.

So, Lin Nan chose the spiritual domain.

There's no way, now the mortal domain and the green domain are respectful to the people of the Endless Gate.

Even the disciples of the Jindan stage would be solemnly entertained by the monks of the merger period, which led to a sharp decrease in the number of people who had undergone the training.

Thinking about it, only the spiritual realm can make him feel at ease...... No, don't worry.

Holding a jade flute in his hand, since he has given himself the title of a wandering poet, he naturally has to practice a musical instrument.

And after choosing, Lin Nan found that he really likes to.

It's just that when Lin Nan was tickling the jade flute in his hand on his back, a gust of wind slashed, and the jade flute in his hand ...... Broken.

it!

Lin Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the battle that was taking place not far in front of him.

That wind blade came really suddenly, and Lin Nan was about to put away the jade flute after tickling, but the wind blade suddenly accelerated.

Lin Nan was surprised by the effect of this technique, and actually forgot to put away his jade flute.

Moreover, he lowered the magic weapon level of the spirit weapon, even if none of his runes were defensive, but this wind blade would be cut off and he would lose money.

Lin Nan kicked his feet and disappeared directly in place.