After an afternoon of playing, Xiao Tutu was finally tired, and slept quietly beside Lin Qingfan, with a smile in his mouth from time to time, as if he had seen something happy in his dreamland.

As for the big black dog, as soon as it got dark, it disappeared, and the ghost knows where it ran and wandered around.

Looking at the sleeping little Tutu, Lin Qingfan's heart was very quiet.

He sat cross-legged on the top of the Lingjue Peak, and his powerful divine sense poked out from between his eyebrows, constantly exploring the mountain. It's a pity that he didn't feel anything abnormal about the Lingjue Peak, if the entire main peak was a scripture, it made him a little confused and felt very mysterious.

The big black dog also said that in this mountain, there are hidden treasures!

But where is the treasure?

Lin Qingfan was puzzled, and in the end, after several attempts, he chose to give up and no longer waste time.

In the dead of night, the star peak in front of it became more brilliant, and the starry sky was sprinkled, white and translucent, as if there was snow flying, and like white jade was sinking, making people feel a huge power of stars pouring down from the top of the galaxy.

"Phew!"

Lin Qingfan gasped, this kind of inheritance is too wonderful, so many stars are condensed together, brilliant and bright, and it must have unimaginable wonders for long-term nourishment of the body.

This made him a little hot, this kind of cultivation method has a unique way, no wonder Qingcheng Mountain has stood for thousands of years, one hundred and eight main peaks, it is really extraordinary.

I just don't know which of Xingfeng's inheritance is stronger or weaker than his Witch Emperor Technique?

Lin Qingfan shook his head, put aside his thoughts, and began to cultivate the "Taiqing Jue", his cultivation that he was improving all the time, and he had never wasted time.

At this moment, he needs to hide his identity, and the mana in his body has reached a bottleneck, what he needs to do is to quickly increase the power of his divine consciousness and enter the breakthrough phase stage as soon as possible.

His heart gradually calmed down, and he sank into the sea of knowledge, and a golden seed was emitting a faint light, this seed was Lin Qingfan's primordial god seed.

Now this golden seed is still too weak, and it needs to be infused with a huge amount of divine consciousness before it can turn into a primordial divine body.

Just when Lin Qingfan was silent in his cultivation, suddenly, a white light flashed, and the mysterious stone platform appeared in Lin Qingfan's sea of knowledge.

On the stone platform, soft white mist emanated, and the white mist seemed to be attracted by the golden seed, constantly converging towards it.

After Lin Qingfan was slightly stunned, he didn't bother to ask anymore, anyway, he knew that this mysterious stone platform would not hurt him.

So, calm down and cultivate.

Lin Qingfan's mind was calm, he fell asleep, and let Yuehua fall, he lay on his side on the bluestone, shrouded in thin smoke, looking ethereal and dusty.

There is an advantage to joining Lingjue Peak, Zhao Kunhai, the only disciple of this peak, has no time and experience to investigate Lin Qingfan's past.

If you join other main peaks, I am afraid that the origin of your identity will be like transparent water, and you will have to find out clearly.

On the second day, Lin Qingfan began to explore on the Lingjue Peak, and went all over the mountain, but he didn't find a single elixir, and he didn't see a single spiritual root, which was no different from the barren mountains and mountains.

"Fluttering!"

A few ominous crows croaked and flew up from a dead old tree, making the silent place even more desolate.

He really couldn't imagine how such a desolate place could be a main peak of Qingcheng Mountain, and it also represented a powerful inheritance.

At noon, he returned to the top of the mountain, where the ruined temple was desolate, and its courtyard was overgrown with half-man-high artemisia grass.

Suddenly, a hare sprang out of it, leaving him speechless.

"Bang!"

He picked up a stone and threw it, and the hare fell in response, and the fire was lit, and soon there was a burst of meat, and the rabbit was roasted with golden butter, and the fat dripped in the fire.

"Lingjue Peak, dead vines and dead trees, crows dwelling, ancient palaces, hares running away, it's really ...... Desolate!"

The fragrance wafted out, and he had already hooked the little Tutu who was playing on the side, of course, the hare was also barbecued for the little Tutu, and now, on the whole mountain peak, only the little Tutu still needed to eat.

"Big brother, what is this?" Tutu looked at the golden hare, his eyes glowed golden, and the saliva at the corners of his mouth was even more flowing.

"Hare. Lin Qingfan smiled slightly, he liked Xiao Tutu quite a lot, otherwise, he would not spend most of his mana to condense the five-colored lotus flower to protect Xiao Tutu.

One big and one small, sitting around the bonfire tray like this, the little guy looked at the golden rabbit, and his saliva was even more flowing, and he asked from time to time when he could eat it.

"Just wait!"

In the distance, in the dilapidated palace, the old man Zhao Kunhai glanced at Lin Qingfan and Xiao Tutu, did not pay much attention, closed his eyes, and fell silent like dead wood.

At this moment, someone sneered: "One hundred and eight main peaks, representing one hundred and eight powerful inheritances of Qingcheng Mountain. The top of the main peak is the most holy, and it is the important place of inheritance, but now the dust and fire are burning, and the vulgar meat smells, only the Lingjue Peak is unique. ”

A young man dressed in aqua blue clothes who looked a little arrogant rode the rainbow down, his head raised high, and looked at the fire with a frown.

"What, hungry, want to eat?" Lin Qingfan paused for two words, said lightly, with a mocking look on his face.

The young man in blue didn't expect that a disciple who had just started would dare to contradict him like this, his face suddenly sank, and he said, "Bold, the top of the main peak, how can you be allowed to blaspheme, can you be guilty?"

"I said who are you, where did you come out, inexplicable. Lin Qingfan was careless, didn't look at him squarely, and took care of the barbecue rabbit meat.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" The young man in blue walked forward, stood closer, looked down at Lin Qingfan, and said, "How can the main peak make a mortal fire and make the vulgar meat smell......

"This is the fragrance, this big brother can't tell the difference between the fragrance and the smell, it's so ashamed, it's so ashamed!" Xiao Tutu, who was waiting seriously, immediately corrected.

The young man in blue raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xiao Tutu, and didn't say much, presumably Xiao Tutu's deeds yesterday had spread in Qingcheng Mountain, and at this moment he had scruples and didn't dare to offend, as for Lin Qingfan, then he had no scruples.

Lin Qingfan smiled slightly, very casually, kept flipping the rabbit meat on the fire, his mouth was unforgiving, and said: "Fragrant rabbit meat, if it is vulgar and smelly, what is your thin skin and tender meat, is it stinky skin?"

The young man in blue was just casually sarcastic, and had no other ideas, but he didn't expect Lin Qingfan to be afraid of him, constantly teasing, and the anger was surging at the moment, and he shouted: "This is the Holy Land of Xianmen, how can you be allowed to desecrate here!"

"There are no fairies here, and there are no goddesses, what am I blaspheming?" Lin Qingfan took the golden rabbit meat off the fire, tore off a rabbit leg, handed it to Xiao Tutu, and ignored him again.

Xiao Tutu, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, hurriedly took it and sniffed it: "It's so fragrant!"

Seeing Xiao Tutu's unintentional move, the young man in blue seemed to be provoked, and immediately said angrily: "You...... Audacious, acting nonsense on the main peak, insulting Qingcheng Mountain, the sin is unforgivable. ”

The man in blue, gloomy as water, pressed forward and was about to make a move.

"You don't give me a big hat, what kind of audacity is it, insulting Qingcheng Mountain, where is this?" Lin Qingfan glanced at him and said, "Don't play senior brother prestige in front of me." ”

"I'm going to take you down and send you to the Heavenly Punishment Cliff, so that you can have a good understanding of what the rules are!" the man in blue sneered, stretched out a hand, and was about to grab forward.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Qingfan stopped him, glanced at him, and said, "Where did you come from?" Senior Zhao, the elder of Lingjue Peak, didn't say anything here, who are you from Lingjue Peak, dare to point fingers here?"

"As a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, you should protect the Xianmen Heavy Land!" The man in blue, with his fingers open, wanted to grab Lin Qingfan's neck and pick him up.

Lin Qingfan's body tilted, and he shouted into the dilapidated hall in the distance: "Senior Zhao, the Spirit Recipe Peak is the inheritance of our lineage, can the disciples of the other main peaks control us and others?"

"Except for the head of the sect and the Supreme Elder, the other main peaks have no right to intervene, and everything is up to us to decide. The voice of the old man Zhao Kunhai came.

"In this way, he trespassed on my spiritual peak and committed an unforgivable sin!" Lin Qingfan flashed to the side, dodged the lock throat and grabbed it, picked up a moving brick from the ground, as fast as lightning, and stamped forward.