Jinghong's first book, if you think it's not bad, then please move your fingers to the "starting point" to comment, leave a message, and by the way, throw a few recommendation votes, thank you here. Compared with the first meeting, this second meeting Lu Lin and the prophet talked very harmoniously, and through the prophet Lu Lin learned a lot about the Luo family and other things in the sea, which can be regarded as gaining knowledge. If it weren't for the fact that the prophet couldn't communicate more, I'm afraid Lu Lin would keep asking, after all, it was really new to him.

By the time Lu Lin walked out of the temple, it was already early in the morning, most of the people and Jiaoren had already woken up, the smoke had risen from every house, and the old people in the family were either sitting in a daze at the door of their homes, or sweeping the surrounding streets, just like ordinary villages.

I don't know what the reason is, Lu Lin can feel the difference in the eyes of the people on both sides of the street this time, at least the hostility is not so obvious, and even a few old men nodded to him to show friendship, which made Lu Lin a little flattered. After thinking about it, he didn't do anything, maybe it was all thanks to the call of the old man and the old man who was far away.

The change in the attitudes of the people around him made Lu Lin quite happy, and he was actually immersed in this inexplicable excitement at the half-step holy step, not noticing that a pair of eyes full of disgust had been staring at him from the moment he walked out of the temple, and followed him until he walked back to his stone house.

This person is none other than the disabled Jiaoren, no matter how Fu Lao persuades him, he has never been able to eliminate the hatred for the Terran cultivator in his heart, and this seed of hatred grows at a terrifying speed with the change of the views of the people around him towards Lu Lin.

"Your ugly mask will be torn by me one day, as long as you are here for a day!" the wooden staff in the hand of the disabled Jiao man slammed to the ground, and the slate was even torn apart by the overwhelm.

In the temple, since Lu Lin left, two figures suddenly appeared here, they were the two most powerful people of the Jiaoren clan today, the lord of the clan and his father wanted to be evil.

The strength of these two Jiaoren is undoubted, even if they are stronger than the major forces, they are not too much to give. Especially at the peak of his life, he was confident that if he joined forces with his father, even if he was a Venerable-level powerhouse, he would not be without the strength to fight, not to mention that he was still an old man who was almost old and dying, so the atmosphere in the stone cave now seemed a little weird.

"Why!" Ji Wang said coldly, without the slightest respect for Luo Lianci before.

The Prophet seemed to have anticipated it, so he did not appear to panic, "This is another opportunity for you, and if you miss it, you will never find it again." ”

"A stable life is what we want, but without a spiritual support, sooner or later our race will go astray, so you know what I'm going to do next. The old Ji Wei walked to the stone platform of his own and sat down, and everything was as usual.

"Are you going to go on like this? What you need now is not a spiritual support, but a guide who can help you fight against all sides, and he is your only choice. The Prophet said calmly, but he didn't know that he had stimulated the desire to stand aside.

A sneer came, and Ji Wang felt that he had never been so angry, "No, no, how could he be the guide of our Jiaoren clan with his strength, we only hope to be able to bring more clansmen away in the near future." ”

Speaking of which, an incompatible terrifying aura spread in the stone cave, except for the stone platform where Luo Lianci and Ji Xi were sitting, the rest exploded, but fortunately, the entire stone cave was not impacted, there must be some special prohibition.

Hoping that as an existence of the level of a high-level sage, he would naturally not be carried away by simple anger, so after getting his father's approval, he raised his feet and walked out of the stone cave, and his eyes were already locked on the target not far away.

At the same time, Lu Lin, who returned to the stone house to meditate, was awakened by a sudden force. At this moment, it is extremely difficult to even move a finger, and even the spiritual sense is limited to the spiritual sea, which is not enough to leave the body at all, so at this moment, Lu Lin even entering the Circulation Time and Space Tower is a luxury.

"Who is it?!" Lu Lin kept asking himself in his mind.

The next moment he already knew the answer, he was somewhat familiar with this power, and there was only such a person in the Jiaoren clan who could cause such a great suppression on Lu Lin, that is, hope. It's just that why does the patriarch of this Jiaoren clan want to target himself so much?

After thinking about it, this is the only possibility to let the patriarch of the Jiaoren clan do it to himself, after all, what they have in their bodies is the blood of the Jiaolong, and it is not necessary to say that the essence can change after absorbing the power of the scales.

In the temple, seeing that the figure of hope was about to disappear into the stone cave, the power of the raging sage suddenly dissipated, and everything in the stone cave was calm.

"Alas, it seems that I really harmed your Jiaoren clan, but it has been less than a month since I left the temple, but your mind has been affected, all of this is my mistake after all, and naturally I need someone with the same blood as me to save it. The Prophet's tone was full of sadness.

At the same time, he saw the Prophet Luo Lianci raise his right hand, and five gray silk threads glowing with blue dots of light floated out of his five fingers.

At the mouth of the cave, Hope seemed to realize something, and he struggled to get out, but was melted into his skull by the five silk threads that lingered. The moment the silk thread melted into the skull, he hoped that the struggle was very violent, but no matter how much he tore it, he couldn't tear the gray silk thread. Gradually, the range of hope struggle became smaller and smaller, but from his body, there was a trace of green cold power flying out, and finally disappeared in the air.

"Is this what you said about being eroded, Prophet?Wang'er already has such a strong strength, isn't it enough to resist it?" Ji Xi, who was sitting next to the prophet, seemed to have known what was going to happen, and Luo Lianci didn't intervene at all at the moment of his move, just calmly became a bystander.

In fact, Ji Xie had long known about an unusual power in his son's body, but it was too deep, and even Luo Lianci was helpless about it. It's very difficult to get it out without hurting hope, so you have to wait until the moment when that force tries to explode. This time Lu Lin's appearance was the best opportunity, because the concern for the prophet led hope astray and almost fell into the abyss of killing.