Lin Yu's imagination floated and floated all the way along with his thoughts, and finally reached the point where he was out of the clouds and unrestrained, so shocked that Lin Yu hurriedly drew his knife and cut off the water, and looked at the uncle with a blank look.

"Since you have such the ability to hide the ancestral magic treasure in such a top-secret place, I'm afraid that your Dao is not weaker than that demon Dao master."

Lin Yu was looking forward to the unkempt and impoverished old man in front of him at this time, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, then turned around and changed, changed into a gold-patterned white dragon cloud robe, and the golden light was shining all over his body, and said kindly and kindly to himself like a pig brother, "The poor road is a fairy, Xiaoyou cares about the people, sympathizes with the people's suffering, this great thunder sound supreme demon killing method is the result of hundreds of years of painstaking study of the poor road, I have a fate with Xiaoyou, so I give it away." ”

"Brother Pig."

"Hey, hey, Daxian, you're okay, Daxian, don't scare me." Seeing that this person's expression was sluggish, the uncle couldn't help but panic when he foamed at the mouth as if he was possessed by a demonic law, and hurriedly pinched Lin Yu's middle man with his thin thumb.

"Snoring," Lin Yu swallowed, "What's the situation?!"

'Eh, Daxian, you finally woke up, just now you bluffed the old decay, you don't know, just now you fell into the demon law, delirious, uncertain, it was the old decay who saved you with a yang finger just now! The uncle said with a slightly anxious expression.

"What, what, what" Lin Yu also obviously felt that he was in a state of fugue just now, there was nothing and no self, ethereal, this must be a sign of the demon law! Thinking of this, Lin Yu couldn't help but be afraid for a while, "I didn't expect this demon path to have such magical powers, and it can detain souls in the air."

"Daxian is fine, Daxian still remembers the location of the ancestral magic weapon that Lao Yu said?"

Lin Yu was about to speak, but the uncle said in an orderly manner, "It's not a secret, a few years ago, when the old man went up the mountain to collect medicine, he accidentally dropped this ancestral magic weapon - a medicine hoe in the mountain stream, and after the old decay multi-party investigation and analysis, it is certain that this magic weapon must have fallen in a very secret cave in a mountain, which Daxian can rest assured." ”

Damn old man! Lin Yu almost didn't scold, if it weren't for the relationship between the image of a righteous and handsome man in front of an old man in his last years and the mission of Sanli Village, Lin Yu would probably have beaten the third brother in front of him into a national treasure at this time.

"This is really the vicissitudes of the right way," Lin Yu couldn't, and after bidding farewell to the uncle who was full of expectations, he began to implement the three-light policy door-to-door. Brother Kong Fang, soft sister or something Lin Yu didn't want to miss the opportunity to make friends, eggs, sweet potatoes, as long as they were nutritious, they all took them and ate them.

"Uncles and aunts, don't remember the little brother, the little brother is also thinking about the village by doing this, and it is better to return you to a clean place in addition to this demon path as soon as possible." As he spoke, Lin Yu began to stretch around the villagers who had been taken away from their souls and turned into vegetative people, which made me, the author, unbearable to look at directly.

However, "looting" is "looting", and before leaving, Lin Yu still recited the Buddhist mantra of great compassion to a middle-aged uncle who was prostrate on the ground.

The monks and monks of the Great Compassion Mantra and the Diamond Sutra often recite tirelessly and tirelessly in the morning, afternoon, meal, and toilet, and others can hardly understand what Tianzhu Bible and Greek Divine Comedy these bald donkeys are reciting. However, I have to say that the shocking power of the hundreds of thousands of bald heads will bow their heads and chant in the Daxiong Treasure Hall is still there, whether it is from sight or hearing. It is often uncles and aunts who plough the fields and grow vegetables several miles away when they hear this solemn and long chorus chant, and they will also feel sparse, like compassion.

"Namoja, Nadaraya, Aya, Namo Aliya", leisurely, with a slight brisk rhythm, slowly spread from Lin Yu's mouth. Originally, the Great Compassion Mantra was only recited for the purpose of not being haunted by ghosts in the future, but I didn't expect Lin Yu to recite it for a while, and the system sent a reminder that he had mastered the basic chanting method of the Great Compassion Mantra and had been awarded the title of Buddhist believer.

Title Buddhist believer: Buddhist monks favor plus 1.

Seeing that the first title in his title column was so bullish, Lin Yu couldn't help but be overjoyed, and brazenly began to chant some Buddhist scriptures he knew, such as the Great Ming Mantra and the Dizang Heart Mantra, looking forward to obtaining titles like Buddhist Arhat and Buddhist Venerable. The hard work paid off, and under Lin Yu's pretentious chanting, there were several wonderful sounds from the system prompts.

The player, Yanlou Hanyu, masters the basic chanting method of the Guanyin mantra.

The basic chanting method mastered by the player Yanlou Hanyu.

The player Yanlou Han Yu recited the Great Compassion Mantra, and had some feelings, and the upper limit of the true qi value was increased by 1.

I'm le, my title is pinched, but the poor monks are ready to march to the road of the first bald donkey in Shushan, which is nipped in the bud? Eh, heaven is unfair, and God is jealous of talents. Having said that, Lin Yu was still slightly relieved. The role of true qi value is not insignificant, and in the future, the flying sword and the magic weapon will need to be maintained by true qi consumption. When fighting with others and pretending to be forced to abuse, in addition to the quality of the flying sword magic weapon and the level of personal operation, the true qi value is particularly important. If you think about it, one is a rich and handsome man with a hundred times the spirit of life and vitality, and the other is a short and poor man with a haggard face and a pale face, and you can see the difference without fighting.

However, in general, it is still not easy to improve the attributes of the characters in Shu Mountain. In addition to being increased by leveling up, most equipment also has this effect. In addition, there are also through taking elixirs, spirit inner pills, etc., or if you are fortunate enough to meet the old way of scattered immortals, you have a fate, and a little guidance will open up the second vein of Rendu, which is even more accessible but not available. And so on and so forth. However, Lin Yu heard that there is a true water spirit in the extreme depths of the South China Sea, and the essence of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth is accumulated over the years to form a drop of water that can become a river and a sea of Tianyi true water, as long as that kind of true water is refined and stored in that drop, the true qi in your body is surging and surging, like turning over the river and the sea, and you can't stop.

Before Lin Yu could react from his beautiful reverie, something happened that surprised Lin Yu! The middle-aged uncle, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, trembled and twitched. Although it was only a miniature deformation, it scared Lin Yu to death, and he ran out of the house while rolling and crawling, and let out a miserable howl like killing a pig, "Ghost, ahh

Another part of the reckless mountain forest.

It was a secluded place, and the layers of pale blue leaves blocked out the light from the primeval golden crow, making the area almost dark, and the cries of birds and beasts could not be heard around, and there was a dead silence.

A pale stone platform that has been weathered by the wind and dust of the years, on which is lit a faint demon fire, a little green, floating in the void filled with mist, looks strange and charming. As the ghost fire dissipated, a figure wearing a tattered black cloak appeared on the stone platform silently, and the whole person was buried in the shadow of the cloak, making it impossible to see the face.