In fact, as soon as he opened the package, Lian Chen's eyes were attracted by this spear head, and the natural intimacy made him feel like an old friend who had been separated for many years and reunited one day in this earthly world. In an instant, he grasped the end of the gun, as if he were hugging his old friend. His instinct told him that this was what his parents had left for him. Naturally, then, this book should be a gun book. But it's not enough to have a gun, you have to make a good gun, what should I do? When Lian Chen was in trouble, he heard the screams of Boss Li in the backyard, and Lian Chen had to hurriedly pack up the burden and put it back in its place to see what was going on, and this idea was temporarily put down. But when he walked to the door this morning, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw the old tree at the door, and felt that the core of this old tree should be used as a gun barrel, because he had heard that the old tree at the door should be a hundred years old, and it is said that it was planted by a human hero in the year of the great victory of the war between humans and aliens. But with the current self, I don't want to cut down the old tree in front of me, and this matter has to fall on my new master.

So he turned around, and saw the master standing on the steps of the door looking at him quietly, and when he saw himself turn around, Mr. Lin said, "What's the matter?

"Master Honor, it's not like that, the apprentice is thinking about how to cut down this old locust tree. Lian Chen was stunned in his heart, and then smiled bitterly, understanding that there might be some misunderstanding in this, and understanding that Mr. Lin had misunderstood himself, so he had to report it according to the truth.

"I said, you don't have to call me master, call me Mr. Lin, you and I are not masters and apprentices, I just taught you some techniques, and when you arrive in the imperial capital of Zhongzhou, someone will naturally accept you as an apprentice. Mr. Lin stretched out his hand again and stroked the non-existent beard, and then showed a look of embarrassment, but hurriedly retracted and said, "But, okay, why are you cutting this old tree trunk?"

Hearing Mr. Lin ask like this, Lian Chen didn't hide it, and said directly: "Sir, the kid wants to make a gun." As he spoke, he took out the gun he had just arrived last night. Mr. Lin took the tip of the gun handed by Lian Chen, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he got the head of the gun, he was shocked, and his eyes widened, "Huh, Starfall Divine Spear?"

"What? Starfall Sharpshooter?" Hearing the four words of the Starfall Divine Spear, Lian Chen was also stunned for a while, the legend of the Starfall Divine Spear is the personal weapon of the founding emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty Lian Shenque, it is the practice of Lian Shenque when he was a teenager and saw a meteor falling in the mountain smashed out of a sinkhole, under the search, only found this divine spear in the sinkhole, so it was regarded as a treasure, Lian Shenque used it to crisscross the battlefield, killing countless alien races, it can be said that the Starfall Divine Spear is the witness of Lian Shenque's life, and it is also the end of that turbulent era, it is a symbol of the Great Yan Dynasty, it is said that the gun shadow on the flag of the Yan Dynasty is based on the Starfall Divine Spear。 However, after the founding of the Yan Dynasty, it was stolen for no reason in a few days and nights, and the whole family of the descendants of the Lian clan was shaken, and the city was full of wind and rain for a while, and the whole country was in turmoil. "Since then, the Yan Dynasty royal family has not stopped looking for the Starfall Divine Spear. If this spear head is really the long-lost Starfall Divine Spear, then Lian Chen's life history may become even more confusing because of this.

"No, it's impossible, the Starfall Divine Spear has been lost a long time ago, how could it be here?" Mr. Lin took the tip of the spear and carefully examined it again, "But it doesn't seem to be" He muttered to himself as if he couldn't be sure. Because according to the classics, there is a practice word at the end of the head of the Starfall Divine Spear, but the head of this spear is cold and shining, and there is no trace of carving, and the Starfall Divine Spear is a weapon that practiced the Divine Que a hundred years ago, if it is handed down to today, there are some wear and tear scratches, but this gun is as bright as new, which is very confusing, but the material of this spear head seems to be indeed made of extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and the reason why the Starfall Divine Spear is called the Starfall Divine Spear is also because its spear head is made of extraterrestrial meteoric iron. But this is too appalling, after all, as we all know, although the extraterrestrial meteorite iron is incomparably hard and flexible, it is an excellent material for refining divine weapons, but it is extremely difficult to melt, and those who have this skill in the world have long been lost, so where did this brand new spear head come from? Judging from the fineness of the spear head, the date of refining this spear is no more than ten years ago. It's really hard to deduce the origin of this gun.

"Lian Chen, where did you get this spear head?" Mr. Lin asked, and at the same time, he looked fixedly at the child in front of him who Elder Fan had to bring back to Zhongzhou safely, feeling that his identity was not as simple as he had speculated at the beginning.

"I'm afraid I don't know yet, sir, but this is a relic left to me by my parents. Lian Chen bowed his head to Mr. Lin and said respectfully, he didn't intend to hide anything, after all, he might want this Mr. Lin to take care of him when he joined the Holy Sect in the future, and it was not a bad thing to be close now. "By the way, there's a book here, but I can't open it. Suddenly remembered that he still had a book that he couldn't open, so he also took it out and handed it to Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin took the book, began to careless, and when the book was started, he lowered his eyes and swept the cover, this sweep did not matter, the person suddenly seemed to be in the middle of the mantra, instantly fixed there, motionless. It took a long time to come back to his senses and said, "How can this book be ...... How, in your hands? Whose child are you?" Mr. Lin asked sharply, his voice trembled, and he unconsciously released his momentum when he spoke, Lian Chen only felt a force that could not be resisted rushing towards him, but then this force suddenly disappeared like spring breeze and rain, without a trace, this is the first time since they met that Lian Chen saw that Mr. Lin had another expression on his face except for indifference, an expression called anger, but fortunately, the Mr. Lin in front of him stopped in time, otherwise he was afraid that he would suffer a small loss, fell to his knees, and lost face.

It's no wonder that Mr. Lin is so excited, it's really that the things in front of him are too unbelievable, and they are closely related to their Beichen Sect, because he found another suspected long-lost treasure of the Great Yan Dynasty, only to see that the four golden star characters on the cover of the classic book are shining in the noon sun, if translated into the common text of the Great Yan Dynasty, it is "Reincarnation Gun Spectrum", these four words themselves are not unusual, strange is strange in this is the treasure of the Beichen Sect "Reincarnation Secret Classic" Part of it, and it also disappeared on the same night that the Starfall Sharpshooter was lost, the difference is that the Pope at the time kept it a secret, and those in the know also kept silent about the matter, even if someone accidentally mentioned it occasionally, they immediately avoided it, and it was strange to think about it. But as time went by, fewer and fewer people knew about it, and Mr. Lin still accidentally heard a few seniors in the church chatting by chance. But after all, this matter is very important, Mr. Lin, as a member of the Holy Sect, can't help but be careless, if a person occasionally encounters such a thing as a pie falling from the sky in his life is a coincidence or luck, then the same coincidence happens to the same person twice, it is a conspiracy. Faced with such a conspiracy, Mr. Lin felt that he needed to ask clearly.

But Lian Chen didn't know what Mr. Lin was thinking, he just honestly told Mr. Lin what happened last night. Knowing the cause and effect, Mr. Lin looked at the way from afar, sighed, but sighed, it seems that this task is not as simple as he thought, and he was caught off guard by this child. He originally thought that this child was just a good seedling that Mr. Fan, an elder in the sect, had accidentally seen during his travels, and he wanted to accept him as a disciple and develop into a fresh blood of the Holy Sect. But I didn't expect that there seems to be a big secret hidden in this? Damn old man Fan, this time he went back and said that he had to pull off a few more of his new beards, and he also had to let him pay himself a few good treasures, otherwise it would be a waste to hand over such a good qualification to him, and he actually wanted to send the old man away with a pound of crane tips before the rain, what a shameless businessman's face. Thinking of this, Mr. Lin looked at the kid in front of him but it became more and more pleasing to the eye, as if he was looking at a sought-after goods, but he looked at Lian Chen with a smile and said, "Boy, are you going to cut this old tree to make a gun?"

When Lian Chen heard this, he felt a chill in his vest for no reason, and he felt strange in his heart, it seems that it is not cold today?

Lian Chen just nodded subconsciously, unaware that Mr. Lin, who was shocked in his heart, had already used him as a bargaining chip.

"Why bother so much to make a gun? Today, the old man will let you, a boy who has never seen the world, see the methods of immortals again. I saw Mr. Lin, from the sleeve out of a piece of yellow paper, right index finger and middle finger sandwiched, raised to the center of the eyebrows, left hand pinching the method, eyes closed, mouth reciting words, Lian Chen saw really but could not hear what was being read, suddenly saw Mr. Lin's eyes suddenly opened, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and said: "Hurry!" I saw the yellow paper in the hand wave forward, a swishing sound of a bright firelight flashed, but the old tree left only a faint black trace, nothing else.

Well, what is this for? Lian Chen is full of question marks, this is the end? This is the method of immortals? Looking at Mr. Lin at this time, he already looked relaxed and indifferent, closing his eyes and looking up to the sky, as if he had done something amazing, waiting for the surprised eyes and enthusiastic praise of others. Seeing this, Lian Chen couldn't help but pull Mr. Lin's sleeve and asked, "Mr. Lin, is this the end?"