During cultivation, Lin Xing's brows furrowed slightly.

As soon as Lin Xing got out of the cultivation state, when he opened his eyes, he saw a man with a feminine appearance and a slender figure walking in from the door of the broken temple.

Liu Wanguan was stunned.

In the gloomy ruined temple, the faces of the three dilapidated gods are blurred, only the prominent eyes are obvious, and under the firelight, it is very strange and terrifying.

There was a strange man in a black robe, sitting next to a crackling fire, and he was faintly visible, wearing a silver mask on his face, looking at him.

"Shhh Liu Wanguan's hair stood on end.

Is it a human or a ghost?

Liu Wanguan didn't think about it, turned around and ran outside the broken temple, but the old horse tied to the beam of the house by Lin Xing on the side was frightened, picked up the beam, pestle on the temple wall, a big stone above the temple door cracked, and half of the stone brick smashed on the back of Liu Wanguan's head with a bang.

Thump!

Liu Wanguan fell to the ground, bleeding from the back of his head, and soon his breath was dying.

Lin Xing glanced at Liu Wanguan, who fell in front of the wooden door, stretched out his hand to comfort the old horse on the side, got up and pinched the trick, and the cyan light of the rejuvenation technique hit the back of Liu Wanguan's head, and the blood finally stopped, and he dragged Liu Wanguan into the broken temple and placed it in the corner.

"There are no people in the surrounding hundreds of miles, so this troupe can only come here......"

Lin Xing just glanced outside, knowing that this was a troupe of more than a dozen people, and he wanted to come to this dilapidated temple for the night, and this unlucky guy was just exploring the way.

He sat back down by his campfire, stretched out his hand to continue to comfort the old horse, took a large bundle of grass from the storage bag, spread it on the ground, and let the old horse eat it.

The sound of the crumbling rope came from a distance, and soon turned into a shout.

"Wanguan!"

"Liu Wanguan!"

The shouts of everyone in the troupe let Lin Xing know the name of this unlucky bastard, he glanced at Liu Wanguan, who was sleeping soundly in the corner, got up and walked out of the broken temple.

The two little girls who were rich and rich, as well as the rest of the troupe, saw a black-robed man walking out of the broken temple, and Liu Wanguan was nowhere to be found, and they all looked nervous, and the Liu class master in the carriage opened the carriage curtain at this time, and asked impatiently:

"What's wrong? Liu Wanguan, that kid, is he a demon again? Lao Tzu can't kill ...... this time."

Halfway through his words, Master Liu found the black-robed man in front of the broken temple.

Looking at the black-robed man who was almost integrated with the night, standing in front of the gloomy and dilapidated temple, Master Liu's heart was grabbed by a big hand, and he lifted it fiercely.

"This ...... This ......"

Liu Banzhu stumbled out of the carriage, took a few steps forward, and hugged his fist to Lin Xing from afar: "This good man, I don't know if I can see a ...... just now."

"The man was in the temple."

Lin Xing replied coldly.

He had worked so hard to know all the faces of these sixteen people.

Turning around and returning to the broken temple, Lin Xing sat down by the bonfire again, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and he didn't care whether those people in the troupe would enter the broken temple to rest.

It's fine, as long as it doesn't bother him.

Lin Xing continued to consolidate his cultivation, exhaling the aura around him that was so thin that it was almost non-existent, these days, he did not slack off for a moment, even when he was in a hurry, he tried his best to cultivate.

After seeing the girl's hundred-year-old methods, and realizing the illusion of thousands of red dusts, Lin Xing's heart towards the Tao has never been firmer.

He had no idea in his mind, he just wanted to live as long as he could.

At the very least, Lin Xing never wanted to be like the second uncle Lin Youfu and the villagers, in the blink of an eye, he became a handful of loess and was enshrined in the ancestral hall by future generations.

People live for a hundred years, and the grass and trees are autumn.

If you don't seek immortality, the dust will come and go, and let the true spirit dissipate, how is it different from rotten wood and rotten grass?

At the moment of Lin Xing's cultivation, Liu Wanguan had already woken up, and was quietly observing, and the black-robed man on the side carefully moved towards the temple gate.

"Damn, this murderer almost beat Lao Tzu to death with a brick...... Liu Wanguan scolded Lin Xing angrily in his heart while moving.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the temple, Liu Wanguan and Liu Banzhu looked at each other, and both of them were shocked.

"Wanguan?"

"Master!"

When the master and apprentice met, both of them were very excited.

Liu Wanguan wanted Liu Banzhu to run away from the black-robed man with him, but Liu Banzhu took advantage of the firelight to glance at the missing bricks above the temple door, and then looked at the wound on the back of Liu Wanguan's head that had healed.

Master Liu's eyes lit up.

Great!

He has been in the market for decades, and he can naturally see that Liu Wanguan's injury should not have been created by this black-robed man, but by the bricks that fell from the temple gate.

On the contrary, this black-robed man helped Wan Guan and used an extremely miraculous way to heal most of his injuries.

Liu Banzhu picked up Liu Wanguan, Deng Dengden took a few steps to Lin Xing, Lin Xing opened his eyes a little displeased, glanced at the two of them and wanted to speak.

"Thank you for saving the apprentice's life!"

Liu Banzhu kicked Liu Wanguan's thigh socket, Liu Wanguan knelt on the ground with a plop, and Liu Banzhu also bowed down and saluted Lin Xing.

Liu Wanguan was stupid.

Isn't his head the man in the black robe, who beats him with a brick? Why is Master still ......

"Hmm...... I see! ”

Liu Wanguan was shocked in his heart.

Master's eyes are vicious, it must be that this black-robed man has extremely high martial arts, and he is also particularly ferocious, so that Master has to bow his head! Thinking of this, he quickly lowered his head.

"Thank you, good guy!" Liu Wanguan shouted.

Lin Xing looked at Liu Ban Master steadily, and he temporarily stopped running the Breath Trick.

The figure that Liu Ban Master originally wanted to show was stagnant, raised his head with difficulty, and met a pair of indifferent eyes, which were beside the bonfire, reflecting a strange red light.

Master Liu could no longer speak, and his lungs were about to explode when he was short of breath.

Lin Xing looked away, re-activated the breath collection technique, and no longer bothered with Liu Ban Master and Liu Wanguan.

Liu Banzhu had a feeling of the rest of his life, gasped for a while, picked up Liu Wanguan on the side, and the two ran out of the broken temple as if they were fleeing.

Back in the carriage, Liu Banzhu's body was still shaking like chaff, and the eyes in his heart couldn't get rid of it.

"It's horrible! Even if the evil tiger is in front, it is not as good as that person! ”

Liu Banzhu wiped his cold sweat and decided to rush overnight to go to Montenegro City, where the hired family was located, and everyone in the troupe was complaining, but looking at Liu Wanguan's already wrapped up, high bulging back of his head, no one said anything, and the troupe gradually went away.

The bonfire in the ruined temple was extinguished, and the darkness of the night engulfed them.

After running the Breath Gathering Technique, when Lin Xing was cultivating, the five-colored spiritual light flickering around his body had disappeared, and even the white qi under his nose was also invisible.

In the dark, Lin Xing listened to his heartbeat.

One time...... Double-click......

His heartbeat was getting slower and slower, and the moonlight gathered in the bronze mirror was gradually not just moonlight, but the starlight in the sky seemed to be torn by an invisible big hand, throwing itself into the broken temple and drilling into Lin Xing's eyebrows.

Two colors of light shone on the bronze mirror.

Lin Xing's body and soul were illuminated by this light at the same time, he seemed to be aware of it, and his divine consciousness shone inside, and when he came to the sea of knowledge, he found that the bronze mirror had changed greatly.

Yin and yang are intertwined, slowly turning, countless gray rays in the sea of consciousness, like silk threads scattered, these gray rays continue to merge into Lin Xing's sea of knowledge, at a certain moment, the pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow makes his inner consciousness almost disperse.

"The bronze mirror has changed again!"

Lin Xing was worried.

Since he got the bronze mirror, he has always passively accepted everything, and the scene in front of him, no matter what it will become, can only be resigned.

This feeling made Lin Xing very unhappy.

He condensed his divine consciousness into a thread, and was about to move forward to approach the bronze mirror, but this divine consciousness was entangled by countless scattered gray lights, and suddenly connected Lin Xing's sea of consciousness with his limbs, and countless gray silk threads burst out from the sea of consciousness.

Pain!

Pain!

This was a pain beyond Lin Xing's imagination, far more than any pain Lin Xing had felt before

He could barely control himself, as if every inch of his body was dissolving and reorganizing, and he forced himself to endure it all soberly, just like that.

Until the night passed, and the stars disappeared.

Lin Xing exhaled with relief, his body was covered in black oil, which was scorched and hardened, sticking to every inch of his skin.

As if the inner light of the newborn divine consciousness, Lin Xing was surprised to find that the five-colored lotus flower in his dantian had become bigger and more condensed than before!

"Condensation layer...... Anaphase! ”

Lin Xing was a little incredulous, feeling his current spiritual cultivation.

Compared with his spiritual power cultivation, his divine soul power has become stronger even more obviously, and the space that could only be perceived within more than ten zhang suddenly expanded to fifteen zhang.

Lin Xing thought of the sharp pain that was hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the red light quenching his body last night, and thought about it.

"Do you mean...... The light of the stars in the sky is far stronger than the brilliance of the sun and the moon for the bronze mirror? He got up and went out of the ruined temple and looked for a place to bathe in the pool.

When he returned to the ruined temple, Lin Xing had washed off the black oil on his body, his skin had become better, and even his appearance no longer seemed to be so mediocre.

Faintly, a dusty temperament was born in Lin Xing's body.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a leg of mutton, leaned against the fire, and added some new grass and wild fruits to the old horse.

After eating and drinking, Lin Xing rode the old horse again.

The mountains on both sides are endless, from time to time you can see or rapid, or gentle streams, birds singing and flowers, Lin Xing rides on the back of an old horse, looking left and right.

With such scenery, if you really be an idler in the mountains, it can also be regarded as a beautiful thing.

The old horse carried him up a big slope, tired enough, Lin Xing comforted the old horse, rested on the slope, he looked at it from a distance, but his expression was a little strange.

There was a crowd of people down the slope, and a group of fierce men riding tall horses were surrounding the troupe last night.

"Uncle, I'll kneel down for you......"

Liu Banzhu knelt on the ground and made a gesture: "My two apprentices are still young, I really can't stay with you as concubines, you can do it and let us go!" We went to Montenegro City to sing, and the big family of Montenegro City, the Situ family, invited us here. ”

"Threaten me?"

The man on the horse looked at the fat head of the Liu class, and then looked at the two pretty beauties with bloodless faces on the side, revealing a lewd smile.

"You fat pig is really good at enjoyment, accept these two little beauties as apprentices, you enjoy it enough, give these two beauties to our brothers to play for a few days, and don't embarrass you!" The man licked his lips and touched the beard on his chin.

The mountain bandits immediately burst into laughter, and teased the two little beauties one after another.

The leading big man waved his hand, and the mountain bandits suddenly fell silent, and the big man clenched the long knife in his hand and glanced at the fat neck of the Liu class master.

"To tell you the truth, the second lady of the Situ family is still picking up guests in the village." The long knife in his hand was drawn, and he slashed down with a cruel smile.