Chapter 42 Introducing Yuan Miaozong into the game
"Impossible." Divine Light Jialan rejected this speculation almost without any thought.
"The nine forests of Chaoyue Mountain are the bloodlines of the ancient xenomorph nine-headed insects, with a strong body, amazing toxicity, and a style of acting, feminine and treacherous."
"And this Lin Jiu of Bibotan is a strange demon, with mediocre physical qualifications, and has unique insights in magic, and has reached the realm of the Yuan Spirit, and moreover, his style of acting is crazy and forbearing-just like he is facing the seventeen Yuan Gods, such a thing is something that Lin Jiu of Chaoyue Mountain can't do."
"How can two demons who are so far from each other be the same person?" Shenguang Jialan shook her head.
When he said that Lin Jiu had killed the seventeen Yuan God monks in one go, his face couldn't help but twitch.
Even if he is Jialan, he has lost such a huge amount of power in one breath, and he can't help but feel distressed.
"By the way, Venerable, there is one more thing." After a moment, the old monk of Jinguang Temple remembered one more thing.
"Previously, Luo Huan and Luo Xi, as well as Xiang Chan, when they returned to the Dragon Palace from Bibotan, they accidentally bumped into a big demon of the demon clan, and the big demon was extremely strong, and with just one punch, he broke the golden body of Luohan."
The old monk said as he transformed the appearance of the 'big demon' printed in the relics.
The bird-faced human body, with wings on its back, and a colorful body, is demonic.
"Dare to ask His Holiness, you may be able to see the origin of this demon?" The old monk of Jinguang Temple asked, his attitude extremely humble.
Shenguang Jialan's two tasks—one is Lin Jiu's origin, and the other is the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King, and he can't answer either of the two questions, so naturally he can only throw out another thing to attract Shenguang Jialan's attention.
"This little demon?" Looking at the scene that emerged from the illusion, the brows of the divine light Jialan suddenly wrinkled.
"In the same realm, if you can shatter the golden body with one punch, it can be seen that its physical body is strong, and it must be a different species of the ancients."
"Bird-faced human body, with wings, multi-colored, and a strange bird - if my expectations are good, this demon will be the poisonous evil star of Chaoyue Mountain at that time."
"The Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King is friendly with the Tide Moon Demon King, this poisonous evil star must have come to defect to the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King."
"What an old dragon, I didn't expect to hide such a hand, no wonder I dared to make that strange demon go to Lining City to hibernate during the retreat, it turned out that there was a poisonous star hidden in the Dragon Palace!"
Thinking about it like this, Shenguang Jialan immediately took it to heart.
"Forget it, and sell Yuanhua Daoyou a face. Hasn't Yuan Miaozong been looking for traces of that demon all along? In this way, you take my order and pass on a message to Yuan Miaozong, saying that the demon of the nine-headed insect bloodline has appeared in Bibotan. ”
The so-called Calamity Star is another name given to Lin Jiu by cultivators between heaven and earth.
When he was in Yuanmiao Mountain, the terrifying toxin in one hand overturned the entire people of Yuanmiao Mountain, and even the leylines of Yuanmiao Mountain were almost dirty, and in the end, the Yuanhua Immortal made a move with hatred, but was cut off by the strong man of the demon clan.
From that time on, the title of Lin Jiu, the poisonous star, had a certain degree of popularity.
"Respect the law." The old monk was convinced.
The best way to find out what is going on in Bibo Tan is to drive those wild demons or those loose cultivators to the temptation.
But now, the power of Jinguang Temple has shrunk in an all-round way, and Bibotan has been greatly boosted by the appearance of Lin Jiu.
In this way, it is not so easy for Jinguang Temple to drive those scattered cultivators to become cannon fodder.
They wanted to know the information about Bibotan, and it became more and more difficult.
But Shenguang Jialan's divine stroke, although it cannot be said to be a decisive thing, has the miraculous effect of turning the situation around.
Yuan Miao Mountain was made a big fuss by Lin Jiu, and the Yuanhua immortals were even cut off because of this, and a great effort to sacrifice to the heavens was not only a great achievement of the prestige of Yuan Miaozong, but also made Yuan Miaozong and Yuanhua immortals become a laughing stock between heaven and earth.
The people of Yuan Miaozong have a lot of hatred for that Lin Jiu, you can imagine.
Once this news reached Yuan Miao Sect, even if the people of Yuan Miao Sect knew that this was the time when the Jinguang Temple drove the tiger and the wolf, they had to go on an expedition of thousands of miles and obediently come to the door to be the knife in the hands of the Golden Light Temple.
The Yuanhua Immortals, who were eager to regain their face, also had a great chance of giving the Immortal Treasure - and even had a certain possibility of attacking Lin Jiu again.
As long as the Yuanhua Immortals make a move to disturb the vitality of heaven and earth, the path of the Ten Thousand Saints Dragon King to achieve the immortal realm will inevitably be broken.
Moreover, for Shenguang Jialan, the appearance of Yuan Miaozong is also a test of the situation, as long as Yuanhua Immortals dare to make a move, they will inevitably become a chess piece in the hands of Shenguang Jialan.
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On the cloud bed, Lin Jiu stretched his waist.
Refreshed!
He didn't expect that he would sleep for a whole month.
This awakening seemed to sweep away all the decay on his body.
When he opened his eyes on the cloud bed, Lin Jiu even had a feeling of being reborn.
He only felt that he had never been in such a good state, and even at the moment when he survived the Thunder Tribulation and transformed, his state was not as good as his own.
Getting up from the cloud bed, Lin Jiu took a casual step around the refining furnace - even his footsteps had a kind of ease that did not stir up dust.
"It's just an illusion after all." After a long time, Lin Jiucai sighed, so in an instant, he fell back from the clouds back to the world, and all kinds of mixed entanglements were re-bound to his body. 、
First refined the sword qi in the furnace, and then integrated a drop of essence blood into the furnace, and then he leaned on the edge of the refining furnace, linking his breath with the refining furnace, and then reflected on his previous trip to Lining City, pondering the gains and losses of this line.
For more than eight years in Lining City, in order not to leak flaws, all of Lin Jiu's living habits were aligned with the human race-thanks to his ontology, which was poisonous and turbid, if he was to be replaced by other cultivators, eating and drinking the food of mortals who were full of turbidity and extremely lacking in essence every day for more than eight consecutive years, then their physical body and Dharma body would definitely be infected by turbidity, and their deeds would be greatly damaged.
And Lin Jiu has been dormant for more than eight years, although his physical body has not been damaged, but he has not swallowed his vitality for more than eight years, and the loss of mana in his body is inevitable.
As the saying goes, karma is good at diligence and frolic, and the same is true for cultivation.
Just like the Monkey King, the Monkey King, who was undefeated five hundred years ago, but under the Five Finger Mountain, copper juice erodes bones, iron pills grind dirty, and at the same time, there is no heaven and earth vitality, so after five hundred years of consumption, how much strength is left?
Monkey King is like this, how can Lin Jiu be an exception?
Compared to eight years ago, the mana in Lin Jiu's body had not increased in the slightest, but had weakened a lot.
According to Lin Jiu's own estimates, his current mana was only about eighty percent of the original.