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. "You're finally here. In the stone cave, the old man on the largest stone platform slowly opened his eyes, and the vitality in the surrounding space at this moment was unprecedentedly rich.

Looking at each other, what Lu Lin saw was an incredible scene, in the eyes of the old man, it was pitch black, like two black holes, ruthlessly trying to devour everything around him.

Call...... Shout...... Call...... Shout......

The sudden howling wind in the quiet stone cave made Lu Lin unable to see the surrounding situation clearly, and the source of the wind was the strange bone staff beside the prophet. At this moment, the strange skeleton at the top of the bone staff opened its mouth wide, although the appearance was a little terrifying, but the wind was not gloomy, it still contained a lot of vitality.

It didn't last long, and the moment the Prophet reached out and grabbed the bone staff, the strange skeleton shut its mouth. At the same time, the stones on the surface of the surrounding statues began to fall, revealing the existence inside, it turned out that they were all strong people, but because of a long period of cultivation, they had become stone statues.

Although these people were all humans, their raised horns let Lu Lin know their identities, and their strength was also revealed at the moment when their true bodies were revealed, at least in Lu Lin's perception, they were already far beyond his strength. In other words, these eleven people are already Saint-level existences, and they still belong to that kind of Saint-level with profound background.

"Great Prophet, please also pay attention to your body and stop wasting your strength for us like this. Ji Wang's attitude was extremely concerned, and his emotions were a little difficult to control because of this.

The eleven people who woke up also said in unison, asking their prophet to take care of their health, and Lu Lin could feel the love and worry in each of their hearts.

Boom!

I only heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, and in the panicked expressions of everyone, the prophet sitting cross-legged stood up tremblingly, and the trembling thin body looked so weak and impervious to the wind, if it weren't for the bone staff in his hand, I am afraid that the person would have been paralyzed on the ground.

"Hahaha, do you little guys look down on my old man? Although I haven't moved my muscles for a long time, it's not as unbearable as you think. The prophet looked around at the crowd and laughed, saying that he himself could not remember how long it had been since he had laughed like this.

"Prophet, this is their respect for you, so don't let down the kindness of this group of children. Another old voice rang out, and to the left of the prophet stood a slightly old man.

Unlike other Jiaoren who maintain the appearance of the human race, this old Jiaoren just maintains the appearance of Jiaoren, and his body is obviously not as strong as that of the young Jiaoren, and even many scales on his body seem to fall off.

The thirteenth Saint-level powerhouse of the Jiaoren Clan! Lu Lin's mood at the moment was churning like waves, especially since he hadn't noticed the figure of the old man at all before, which showed how terrifying his strength would be.

"Little evil, don't they know that you don't know? I really can't imagine that I can meet a suitable guardian, which can be regarded as the mercy of the dragon god, so you must not be pessimistic. Despite his lack of eyes, the Prophet's facial muscles showed that he now had a happy smile on his face.

The other Holy Orders may not have understood the meaning of the Prophet's words, after all, in their eyes, the Prophet is an omnipotent god, but as the patriarch Lonely and the old patriarch's evil know the meaning, they can't help but feel a little anxious.

But just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by the prophet who had noticed it beforehand, "Okay, don't say any more, I want to talk to this kid alone, and you can get out of the temple for the time being." ”

Since even the prophet said so, he still obeyed his words, so after expressing his respect, he left the stone cave one after another, and finally took a meaningful look at Lu Lin. People went to the hole, but only Lu Lin, who looked serious, and the smiling prophet were still among them.

Because of the departure of those Jiaoren powerhouses, the vitality in the stone cave has become a little thin, so the cold coolness nearby tried to invade here, but it was blocked by a force, but Lu Lin, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, could still feel the evil coldness.

Silence, the atmosphere suddenly became silent, and Lu Lin didn't know what to say before the prophet spoke, so the two just looked at each other. However, in Lu Lin's eyes, the prophet was like an old man in his twilight years, ordinary. At the same time, Lu Lin always felt as if he had been stripped clean, standing in front of the prophet.

"Son, where are you from, and why have you come here?" said the prophet after a long time.

"I'm from a place called Miller's Continent, and I came to the Chaos Sea through the turbulence of space because I was accidentally involved in a battle, and I still don't know where my hometown is. Lu Lin replied in an orderly manner as if he had been prepared.

"Oh, the Maitreya Continent seems to be an unknown place, you really aren't from the Hemu Jiao Continent?" the prophet continued.

"It's not. It's just that I've heard of that place in the Mujiao Continent, and I've heard that it's a cultivator's paradise. ”

Looking at Lu Lin with a yearning on his face, the prophet suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard a great joke, "Heaven? maybe, after all, everyone's perspective is different. ”

The next thing is the prophet's constant questioning, he looks at Lu Lin as if he is a descendant who has been separated for many years, and keeps asking some things related to Lu Lin's experience, as long as Lu Lin does not involve secrets, he must know everything.

It was obviously an ordinary question and answer, but Lu Lin gradually relaxed his vigilance against the prophet in front of him, and felt as if he had met a relative. The prophet's constant greetings also made Lu Lin feel that the other party felt more cordial.

"Who gave you the scales in your body?" the prophet asked with some seriousness, as he made people feel more cordial just now.

Lu Lin's first reaction in his mind was doubt, because he had never heard of this word, and he was sure that this was definitely not any of the secrets he wanted to protect, "What is that?"

"You don't know it's in you?" the Prophet's long brow furrowed, puzzled.

Lu Lin shook his head, saying that he really didn't know, after all, he didn't need to hide this from such an amiable old man.