After walking out of the baked cake shop, Lin Cheng walked towards the trapped beast field, but he was still thinking about Fang Cai's matter in his heart.

Similar to Zhuji and Jindan, they will not wander around the mortal world if they have nothing to do.

Most of them are either cultivating or competing for resources.

I don't know why these infant monks are so idle.

After Lin Qingfeng finished eating the spiritual food, he followed the plump woman, his movements were skillful, and his vision was excellent, and it was not the first time he saw it.

That Li Huozi had obviously been selling cakes here for many years, and he knew that this person was also asked from Sun Ji's mouth.

Since Sun Ji and other loose cultivators all knew about this person, it was impossible for the Lin family not to know.

Li Huozi's disguise seems to be ...... Bring sand to the beach?

Then his disguise can only be aimed at his wife and the nearby neighbors.

This also explains why the bookshelves in his old yard full of jade slips were never discovered by his wife.

Because with his Yuan Ying's means, he only needs to lay down a maze, and mortals will definitely not be able to see through it.

But why did he do this?

Walking through the streets, there are different cries of selling all around.

It was dusk, and the slanting sun shone on the street, making him feel out of place.

It's not that he looks down on mortals when he cultivates, but walks on the streets, listening to the laughter, complaints, disgust, and begging of those passers-by......

It's like, Nan Ke has a dream.

I don't know if it's because of my own crossing, everyone in the world knows that immortals are different, and they recognize their own positions, but they haven't sorted out this concept yet, so there is a sense of haze.

These people will be reduced to dry bones in a few decades, and he will still exist in the world, making him feel that it is not like a dream to be here.

Li Huozi, who was being nagged by the lady in the distance, suddenly glanced in the direction of Lin Cheng.

The two were far apart, and there were streets, pedestrians, and horses in the middle, but his perspective was still accurately towards Lin Cheng.

"I can't imagine that a hairy boy in his teens can comprehend the meaning of mortality. is worthy of being the young master of the Lin family, and his qualifications and understanding are all Qi Jia. It's a pity that if you are a casual cultivator, there may be a master-apprentice relationship between you and me. ”

As the deputy owner of the old tail building, how could he not know Lin Cheng's identity.

When Lin Cheng entered the baked cake shop, there was a gaze on this place, and his strength was not weaker than him in the slightest.

The young master of the Lin family has excellent qualifications, how can there be no protector.

He has been here for more than 20 years before he can comprehend a trace of truth here, and Lin Cheng has only eaten the two baked cakes he made, and he has realized a lot.

Could it be that because of the intention of turning into a mortal, this baked cake has also become an extraordinary thing?

After thinking like this, he took a piece of baked cake from the wall of the pot and took a bite of it, regardless of the heat.

Frowning slightly.

Crispy and tender, but still mortal.

smiled and shook his head, it seems that this Lin family has a unicorn.

Fan, Fan.

Countless Yuan Infant peak overhauls have to embark on a road.

If you don't turn into an ordinary, how can you turn into a god?

Often, these primordial infant overhauls, once they go on in the earthly world, there will be a feeling of understanding and as if they are not enlightened.

A great wise man once said that the original meaning of the transformation of mortal is to let people know that they are not separated from the category of human beings.

Reiki is originally the spirit of the sky, and absorbing too much will make people empty and inhuman, and their minds will change greatly without knowing it.

No one knows this truth, but there are a few who really understand.

Everyone has a different way of turning into mortal, some of them go to the mortal world for a hundred years, and realize the parting of life and death, just like him Li Mao.

Some people, seeing the practice of future generations here, leave their own traces on their bodies, just like ......

He looked at a bearded old man walking not far away, his eyes hidden by his eyebrows, and he was dressed in brown linen.

When this person arrived, the woman next to Li Mao seemed to be completely unaware.

"Li Huozi, let's have a baked cake." The old man sat on the steps in front of the door without looking back.

Li Mao didn't blame it, shook his head with a smile, took out another piece of baked cake from the fireplace, wrapped it in yellow paper, and walked to the old man and sat down.

"Qingfeng Daoyou, your Lin family is really blessed." As he spoke, he handed him the baked cake wrapped in yellow paper in his hand, and he took another bite of the baked cake he had eaten before.

After Lin Qingfeng took the baked cake, he didn't reply, but first flicked his beard up with his left hand, and then bit it hard.

"Li Huozi, your craftsmanship is really amazing, and it seems that the twenty-year-old baked cakes have not been burned in vain. When is this craft going to be passed on to your baby, and I can also come here to taste the taste of the old man when you leave in the future. ”

After Li Mao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled heartily and said. "Then there is Lao Qingfeng Daoyou."

With the protection of the Lin family, his mortal lineage will be able to be inherited for a long time.

It's not that he doesn't want to take refuge of himself.

He is alone in the immortal cultivation world, and he can't say when he will disappear in the future.

The Lin family is different, since he can inherit it for thousands of years, it must be better to be protected by him.

Although he can promise a generous gift for others to shine, how can it be convenient for the Lin family to personally protect him.

He also knew that this Lin Qingfeng talked about this in order to repay him a favor, the young master of the Lin family.

Although he didn't do anything, Lin Cheng only understood the truth because of some reasons.

Transform into a ...... Transform into a ......

Lin Qingfeng's words rang in his ears.

The Lin family has been able to inherit for thousands of years, and it all depends on the competition of future generations.

He Lin Qingfeng planted cause and effect among the outstanding juniors, so as to transform the mortal.

I have been selling bread here for decades, marrying a wife and having children, and seeing the world hot and cold.

Hearing Lin Qingfeng say about the asylum, he felt heartfelt joy in his heart, that is, he was sincerely happy that his wife and son could continue to exist here.

In the past few decades, how could he have no true feelings for this mortal wife?!

Transform into a ......

Therefore, the true meaning of Huafan is to leave an anchor in this world, to leave an anchor in one's own heart, so that oneself can truly understand that one is born as a human being.

Instead of a bed bug that eats away at time and aura between heaven and earth, giving up humanity for the sake of immortality!

Huafan, this is Huafan.

He took another bite of the cooler baked cake in his hand, only to feel that there was a variety of things in the world of his twenty or thirty years between his lips and teeth.

From the first to be looked down upon, to meet a beautiful woman, to spend a candle in the cave room, to have a dream in the spring night, husband and wife hand in hand, tea, rice, oil and salt, wife pregnancy, children born......

Where is this mortal thing, this is the Dao fruit of his direct transformation into a god!

At this time, there seemed to be countless thunderbolts gathering in the sky.

Lin Qingfeng turned his head to look at Li Mao, and used his empty right hand to remove the eyebrows that covered his eyes.

Those piercing eyes were full of shock at the moment.

Authentically. "I didn't expect Li Daoyou to be one step ahead of me."

did not call Li Camel again, but called Li Daoyou.

Li Mao laughed when he heard this. "Wait for me to spend this thunder tribulation, and then have a drink with Qingfeng Dao friends, hahahaha......"

As he spoke, the figure disappeared from the spot, and the thunderclouds gathered in the sky also spread towards the north.

Lin Qingfeng looked at the remaining half of the baked cake in his hand, and said in his heart......

After thinking like this, he gulped down the baked bread and ate it, but this was not his way, how could he comprehend it.

After understanding, he glanced in the direction of Lin Cheng and showed a relieved smile.

That is his way.

At this time, Lin Yuan was stunned for a long time, but he was startled by the sudden thunder in the sky, and he felt that he was being watched by someone, so he couldn't help but whisper.

"Which one is orchestrating me, and the thunder is going to split me."

How could Lin Qingfeng not hear Lin Cheng's broken mouth when he cultivated to the sky, and his eyebrows were raised angrily at this time.

"You're a rebel!"

………… Dividing Line (Author's Note)

I know that many friends will say, since you want your children to live forever, why don't you let your children cultivate immortals.

What I want to say is that he, Li Mao, is a loose cultivator, knows how difficult it is to cultivate immortals, and is used to seeing the ugliness among monks, so he doesn't want his children to follow in his footsteps.

Isn't it a blessing to spend a hundred years in peace?

Some people may say, how do you cultivate to become a god, and how difficult are the scattered cultivation you mentioned earlier.

Suffice it to say that each has its own fate.

There are also many friends who talk about krypton gold and micro krypton, saying that the highlight of your book is krypton gold, and you also write micro krypton.

I was also very confused, but today I was playing a game with my girlfriend, and her roommate said, a thousand people and a thousand ideas.

It dawned on me.

You think that krypton gold mobile games should be dead kryptonite, but I'm talking about him crossing into the kryptonite game, not the local tyrant crossing in.

I would say that every gold finger is written to write a good story, not around this gold finger.

Didn't the protagonist get the benefits of Krypton mobile games?

No, he ate it, he tortured and killed the eldest son of the main lineage of the family at the peak of foundation building in the middle of foundation building.

Isn't that awesome?

You want me to write that he blinks a god can't be?

Maybe I'm a newbie and don't even know how to publish a single chapter of the writer, so I can only occupy the end of the chapter.

But I'm the one who wrote the book.

I can correct the obvious poison points and omissions that you have said.

But if you talk about those micro-krypton or something, I won't go back.

You have your thoughts, I have mine.

This book is more about practicing writing, so I will also eat a full attendance.

If I can't stand it, I can't help it.

If you scold me so badly, I will definitely delete the post and ban it.

I'm sorry.