The old and majestic palace was empty.

It is impossible to imagine what supported the high dome, except for a pea-sized oil lamp that illuminates everything.

Lin Qing sat under the highest throne, on the quaint futon at the top, his eyes were blazing, as if there were countless thoughts that wanted to be turned into substance rubbing against each other, directly bursting into lightning ⚡, dazzling here!

Indeed, after Lin Qing's several explorations, coupled with Lin Qing's increasing cultivation, he had already found a way to enter and exit this nameless unknown temple freely.

As long as Lin Qing was given a little time, he could empty his thoughts, and he could project his will into this temple and sit in it.

But it's one thing to get in and out of the temple.

It is another thing to master the mysteries of the temple and to be the master of the temple.

Whether or not even the terrifying river of the endless mud and sand world outside the temple can be mastered, and its brilliance is far and near, is another matter.

There are so many differences between them, and there is no similarity at all.

Therefore, after Lin Qing came to this unknown temple, although he could always feel that there were hundreds of billions of world space-time in that river, he wanted to pull himself into the water.

But even if Lin Qing himself was a pig, the soaring desire that inexplicably rose from the bottom of his heart and was constantly seducing him forward was enough to make him wake up in vain, and he didn't dare to take a step outside the temple easily!

Having stepped into them twice in a row, he did not know that entering the river itself was filled with countless uncertainties.

Lin Qing was afraid that he would fall directly into a certain desperate death realm with one step out, and then life and death would disappear.

Given the myriad of uncertainties, this in itself suggests that this is the case.

Since coming to this main world, Lin Qing has always been full of "Gou" Dao skill points.

Several vests went into battle in succession, hiding themselves in layers of fog and darkness from beginning to end, and no one was asked to find out.

Naturally, there will be no one who will be influenced by Lin Qing to chase his ass.

Even forced him to jump up and down for "power", desperately betting, and finally fell into an endless circle of death and couldn't get out.

So there is no absolute certainty, where will Lin Qing go to the trillions of trillions of trillions of rivers in the world, such as the sand of the Ganges, to gain a chance?

Fighting to feed war can indeed be said to be a road to heaven.

But if you can really be a little more stable, how many people are willing to take the road of the [protagonist] who is like the enemy of the whole world and the lonely star?

is still the same sentence, reality is not a third-rate YY novel, there are not so many people who are bent on going their own way and doing nothing, just to slap you in the face, or to be slapped in the face by you.

For example, Lin Qing has personally opened a store in the Third Ring Road of Haizhou for more than several months, and he has already prepared the face-slapping technique in the flow of 3,000 novel routines, but he has not met any stunning school flowers, domineering female presidents, or pure little girls next door...... Is it seduced by someone like that?

It's not scientific at all, and it's not at all in line with the legendary "Traveler's Rules and Regulations on the World's Behavior".

In addition to looking up to the sky and sighing, "The sky is long, why is it thinner than me", Lin Qing can only still guard the calculator every day and calculate the rest of the rent to live.

Its salted fish index can be said to have lowered the average of the entire traverser industry by several percentage points.

The world is not a game, how can there be so many pig opponents who are the enemy of the world to give you points?

Moreover, it has been a short time in this main world, and Lin Qing has a legendary secret technique." Repeatedly jumping horizontally", whether it is in Taiyi Division, or in Luojiao, or in addition to both, he has all kinds of vests that are constantly making waves.

The convergence of several conditions, coupled with the natural concealment of various vests, avoided the prying eyes of most well-intentioned people. Instead, Lin Qing could stand on the sidelines and observe faintly, looking at what kind of background this completely different main world has.

In the secret volume of the Taiyi Division, there is a department in the Ming Dynasty that specializes in the specific "ability" of those who have first-class abilities.

Although Lin Qing had no authority at all to read how many Grade A capable people there were in this world, and what kind of abilities these capable people had.

But just by virtue of the information he got in the Taiyi Division, he could also faintly have some understanding of those strong people who could really suppress a country's national fortunes and were comparable to a million tons of nuclear weapons in the previous life!

Perhaps most of them are not so absolute in their real destruction. But in fact, if they are used in other areas, they can do far more terrifying than any nuclear weapon.

It is also now that these people do not necessarily set their eyes on Lin Qing's fine dust.

If he dared to float a little more, he would be able to be dragged away from a prison to pick up soap happily in a minute.

"So first...... I've got to put on another vest. "True martial arts" can only be placed on the altar, worshiped by all beings, the most absolute core, leading sentient beings, but it is absolutely not suitable to step down from the altar and be accompanied by the common people!

If that's the case, the human heart is unpredictable, God and man are mixed, and everything I do may fall apart. ”

Lin Qing naturally knew in his heart that in the mythological organization he founded, "Zhenwu", as the absolute core, should naturally be paid tribute like a mascot, or turn the tide at the most critical moment.

If he steps down from the altar and calls everyone brothers, he personally calculates his interests with ordinary people, and even takes advantage of his real name. That would be equivalent to tearing apart the supreme glory of the Divine Spirit Heavenly Venerable shrouded in him with his own hands and reducing him to mortality!

And by pretending to be reserved and profound, and surrounding everyone in the clouds, he is undoubtedly handing over the right of self-interpretation to others.

Facts have proved that there is no limit to the human brain, and if you add faith, it is completely magnified exponentially.

In case they kill themselves and Lin Qing goes into the pit together, then the gains outweigh the losses!

Therefore, Lin Qing must also make a "white glove" who can talk to everyone head-on, do dirty work for himself, talk about interests without hesitation, and indirectly guide his own will!

And as his martial arts realm improved day by day, Lin Qing could feel that his connection with this unknown temple was becoming more and more close.

The various abilities that were once locked up in the temple seem to be quietly breaking a small hole.

For example...... The ability to transmit non-spiritual substance!

So......

Lin Qing seemed to have provoked a certain causal line, and saw a wooden puppet that seemed to cross layers of time and space, sitting directly on an empty futon at the bottom of him.

The puppet's eyes were as dark as the night stars, but they did not have any wisdom, and all they could have was boundless, but they were like gloom that was calm to the depths of the marrow.

Level 1 Alchemy ~ Puppet,

Name (unnamed),

Quality (wood),

Level: Level 1 (cannot be upgraded freely)

Attack 2~5,

Defense 7~10,

Robustness value 3,

Equipment Held: None,

Have the skill "Heart-to-Heart" ......

To tell the truth, with the attack power of this puppet, an ordinary person can dismantle it with a brick and use it as firewood.

But this is the alchemy puppet that Lin Qing carefully selected after doing it dozens of times specifically for this time.

In this unknown temple, the so-called attack power is not important at all, what Lin Qing cares about is his accompanying skill.

The next moment, on the oil lamp in the temple, there seemed to be a faint light of oil star exploding.

In the blink of an eye, a splendid robe with a collar of thousands of mountains and thousands of lands, a vast and desolate pattern, a hem of the netherworld and a picture of rewarding and punishing thousands of ghosts, emerged from the void and was directly put on the puppet.

There was also a strange face, and his solemn mask took on its face.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The sound was like two wooden planks rubbing against each other, and a hoarse cough sound that made people's hearts palpitate sounded from the mouth of this "person", "From now on, I am a "local official"! ”