"Yo!

The nine-colored deer whispered, interrupting Mu Lin's contemplation.

Mullin walked towards the nine-colored deer.

It looked panicked and tried to get up, but fell again.

Yo!

Make a painful deer chirp.

"Am I that scary?" Mullin shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He took out some herbs from his bosom, and the nine-colored deer let his guard down.

Applying it to the wound of the nine-colored deer, it has little effect, but surprisingly, its wound gradually heals itself.

After a few moments, the injuries healed and he stood up.

Yo!

A pair of big human eyes looked at Mu Lin, sparkling, as if to say something.

Mu Lin touched his head, very puzzled.

"Thank you!

The gentle voice of a little girl reached her ears.

Mullin looked around.

"I'm right in front of you!"

Mu Lin was shocked, the deer could still speak.

On this continent, only high-level spiritual creatures can communicate with people.

But the high-level spirit creature, with extraordinary abilities, judging from its previous battle with the giant eagle, was powerless.

This made Mu Lin very puzzled.

Mu Lin pointed at the nine-colored deer, who nodded.

"Big brother, you're so kind!"

The nine-colored deer, with big smart eyes, looked at Mu Lin and said.

"Heh!heh!"

Mu Lin, touching his head and smirking, laughing from the heart.

This moment.

He suddenly felt relaxed, refreshed, and saved people, this feeling is really good!

In an instant, he seemed to touch the direction of the Spirit King's advancement.

In my heart, there was a throbbing.

The bottleneck that has not been moving for a long time is actually touched at this moment.

Just because, it is appreciated by others once.

This time, hovering between life and death, full of killing, has forgotten the word "good".

"Heh, good and bad go hand in hand!" said the Spirit Emperor.

He has always been worried that Mu Lin will not be able to control his demons due to the oppression of death, and will go astray.

Unexpectedly, it was so simple, maybe he had kindness in his heart.

"Little brother, you stretch out your hand!"

The nine-colored deer said gently.

Mullin spread his hands.

The nine-colored deer shook his head gently.

A thumb-sized diamond-shaped horn detached from the antlers, shining with colorful colors, floated in the palm of his hand.

Mu Lin's palm was slightly hot, and there was a fluctuation of spiritual power.

Obviously, it's worth a lot of money.

"Too precious...... Mu Lin refused.

No one responded.

Look up.

The nine-colored deer vanished out of thin air.

In the air, the gentle voice of the little girl was heard.

"Little brother, thank you for saving me, my name is Lu Linglong!"

"Fate, goodbye!"

"Fate, goodbye!" Mulin replied loudly.

Just a quick goodbye.

The kindness and sincerity of the nine-colored deer, Mu Lin was very moved.

Although the time was short, he felt like he had a friend.

It's like a guard, more like the protection of the strong to the weak!

"Deer Lingzhi!" said the Spirit Emperor in surprise.

"What is Deer Lingzhi?" asked Mu Lin.

"Deer Lingzhi, comparable to the existence of 'Spirit Essence', can help you break the shackles and upgrade the Spirit King!" explained the Spirit Emperor.

"What? This keratin has such a medicinal effect?"

"The nine-colored deer just now, and it's not an emperor-level existence?!"

"No wonder, it's so badly injured, it can be easily recovered!" Mullin was shocked.

"Boy, I didn't remember it until now!"

"The nine-colored deer is considered the darling of heaven and earth, it has the ability to regenerate, as long as it does not die, it can be resurrected. ”

"It can save all things, but its whereabouts are erratic. ”

"This is your good fortune!"

"Heh, then it doesn't exist like a divine bird or an immortal bird!"

"Yes!

Mullin was once again shocked. The world is so big that there are no surprises.

He looked at the in his hand and asked happily.

"Then I'm not, I can advance to the Spirit King!"

"It is said that this is so, but this deer lingzhi is not medicinal enough!"

"It's not enough to support you to advance to the Spirit King!"

Emperor Ling said affirmatively.

"Why?!"

Mu Lin was very puzzled, and Emperor Ling's affirmation made him very curious.

Just now he said that this thing is comparable to the existence of spiritual essence.

"Because, it lacks spirituality!" said the Spirit Emperor.

"What is spirituality?"

"The life of the spirit!"

"Isn't the nine-colored deer a living life?"

"No, it's just a wisp of spiritual power, and the spirit master controls it behind!"

"What? This isn't what it is? So where is it?"

"Its body, it should be not far from here!"

Mu Linjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

From the Spirit Emperor's words, he heard an unusual meaning, which was worry.

Mullin suppressed the questions that came to mind.

"Could it be that the Spirit Emperor and the Nine-Colored Deer know each other?!"

This dialogue once again overturned Mu Lin's understanding of the strong.

Mullin pondered his current situation.

"This is the forbidden place of the Han family! ”

"It is very likely that the Han family patriarch knows that the secrets of this place are guarded here. ”

"And I didn't intend to break in, the Han family is bound to kill me to prevent leaks. ”

"Now, it is an endless situation, and we can only see the high and low with strength. ”

Mullin smiled without fear or frustration.

"That's not bad, at least, it's a good start. ”

"Perhaps, what you have gained is more important than the spiritual essence, that is, kindness and gratitude!" the Spirit Emperor nodded with a smile.

Emperor Ling, looking at the nine-colored deer, the place where he disappeared, revealed a dignified color in his eyes.

"Luling Mountain, Ice Spirit Flame, Nine-colored Deer, this is really ......"

......

Early morning.

Mu Lin stood on the peak of Luling Mountain, and for some reason, he was faintly uneasy in his heart, something bad would happen.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several figures appeared behind him, blocking the way down the mountain and separating to both sides.

A middle-aged man, who came out from behind, was the head of the Han family.

Chill!

Twenty-ninth level Spirit Sect!

He was wearing a purple gold robe, a multicolored dragon crown on his head, his face was frosty, his eyes were like an eagle's falcon, and his figure was thin, but he exuded the momentum of an invisible superior.

Mu Lin's sword eyebrows were solemn.

The pressure has increased dramatically.

In a remote and backward mountain village, if you can reach the primary spirit sect by cultivating, you can be called a genius.

What's more, it is a twenty-ninth level Spirit Venerable peak powerhouse, a level that ordinary people can't reach at all.

In contrast, Mu Lin was only a tenth-level spirit master, a difference of more than a dozen levels. Every time you move up a level, it's as hard as climbing to the sky.

Today, the shivering face shows a fierce face, and it seems that he will not give up if he does not achieve his goal.

"Boy, you hurt the people of my Han family, quickly follow me back to the Han family to confess!" said in a cold voice.

"False feelings, why bother talking too much!" Mu Lin said coldly without replying.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Shiver said with a gloomy face.

With a wave of the hand.

Several figures surrounded him and approached him.

Mullin turned slowly.

They took a few steps back, and it seemed that it was not as easy as it seemed.

Glancing at each other, one shouted.

"Up!"

Everyone rushed up, either fists or palms, legs or knees, attacking Mu Lin in different directions.

Mulin's Phantom Runes worked on their own, and their weaknesses were clear.

I saw him, as fast as lightning, shuttling through the world.

"Bang! bang!"

In the blink of an eye.

Dozens of people flew upside down, lying on the ground vomiting blood.

"Heh, that's all your Han family can do!" Mu Lin sneered.

Whew! Whew!

Dozens of people came up again, and in a few breaths, crackling, all lying on the ground and wailing!