Han Lin's temperament changed suddenly, and his face was calm: "There is no need to be so troublesome! Senior brother, you can build a foundation with peace of mind first." More on that later!"

The tone is tough and the attitude is resolute.

Murong Yu raised his head and nodded suddenly.

It was these eyes that seemed to take Han Lin back to the past.

The rustle of the leaves in the spring breeze was in my ears.

Han Lin slowly closed his eyes and opened them after a while.

I saw seventeen-year-old Murong Yu jump down from the tree and shake the leaves on his body. With a disgusting smile on his face, he blocked Han Lin's way. His eyes lit up even more, not letting Han Lin continue to move forward, he had to compare his magic skills with him.

It's back to the carefree teenage days.

The two chattered, gags, and laughed, and talked nonsense......

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In Han Lin's view, all behaviors that desire to be understood are the embodiment of the weak. Even he himself was no exception.

If a person likes to talk nonsense, he is generally happy. Because he has no shortage of listeners.

In the communication, there is no strong purpose, and it is more intimate.

But since Huang Shulang's death, Han Lin hadn't heard Murong Yu talk nonsense for a long time.

"Senior brother, this is my family's inheritance of the blue sea. I'll leave it to you. You have to put it away. If one day, I can't come back. Take an orphan and pass it on to him. ”

Murong Yu's eyes were red, and he choked up and said.

......

After sending Murong Yu away, Han Lin went to the Fa Hall. Report the news that you have successfully built the foundation, and wait for the task assigned by the Law Enforcement Hall later.

Only after completing the task can you officially step into the inner gate and become a disciple of the inner gate of the Qingxu Gate.

He estimated that it should be to kill some so-called evil cultivators.

After all, Ding Hao also arranged this kind of task.

"Senior Brother Murong, don't worry. Next, I need to cultivate with peace of mind first. ”

Han Lin could clearly feel that with the increase in the number of pills taken, the effects of those low-grade and even medium-grade pills in the past were slowly decreasing.

I got a new robe, bought some daily necessities, and placed some custom puppet traps in the Bounty Pavilion.

Han Lin is going to introduce the same contribution point system as Shanmen among the medicine slaves, spurring and motivating their initiative, so as not to worry too much about themselves.

When the time comes, he will place the puppet machine in each village to count contribution points, collect and exchange items.

Naturally, there will be some additional wear and tear in between, and it may even be possible for mortals to find loopholes in it.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it continues for a long time, it can be developed benignly.

Because of time.

The years are merciless.

Not only ruthless, but also cold-blooded.

Medicine slaves are all mortals who have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate, and they are essentially different from cultivators like themselves who can live for hundreds or even thousands of years.

No matter how much a mortal gets and has, he will still lose to time in the end.

After death, dust to dust, dust to dust.

As long as it is in space, it is always Han Lin's thing, and he can't escape his Five Finger Mountain.

From another point of view, it is nothing more than a temporary deposit with the medicine slaves.

With all kinds of chaotic thoughts, Han Lin slowly returned to his room.

He took out the Spirit Treasure Concentric Mirror and entered the Demon City again.

Murong Yu's matter touched him a lot.

"Today, I have practiced these three thousand selfless true magic skills!"

Standing in the familiar city, Han Lin touched his chin, still watching the scene around him coldly.

He used the secret technique to push the exercises backwards, and he had already achieved great success. It is also possessed, with the help of epiphany, with the secret art of selflessness, the synthesis of ordinary wind and mundane dust, the product of the collection, and the surface of the dust of the gods.

For these happy and peaceful scenes in front of him, Han Lin had long been tired of it.

His expression was gloomy, his brows furrowed, and he was very dissatisfied. The light in his eyes flickered, and he couldn't stop glancing around.

As the pattern grows, he is no longer satisfied with these simple desires.

With a direct wave of his hand, a ray of cold light suddenly shot out of his eyes.

The next moment, he was wearing a cloak, covered in black gas, and slowly flew into the air.

After being promoted to the foundation building period, in the illusion of the concentric mirror, he was no longer a mortal figure.

You can use mana at will in the Demon City.

Everyone on the street stopped their movements and looked at Han Lin in the sky.

Han Lin's words were cold, and he muttered, "Why do you want to turn into a demon! What is a demon? The demon is me." I'm the devil. I am who I am. ”

In the past, he liked to listen to Murong Yu's stories, listen to the fairy tales of those immortals killing all directions, cleaning up the ugly and vicious villains and monsters, and saving Li Min from fire and water.

It's different now.

He wanted to see the reality of the monsters opening their teeth and dancing their claws, grabbing the immortals, refining them into pills and swallowing and eating their cultivation.

Floating in the sky, he had already made up his mind, so he cultivated the "Three Thousand Selfless True Demon Skills" by himself, and turned them into his own natural supernatural powers with the help of the original divine air dust surface, so as to transform demons and practice supreme exercises.

There was a commotion on the ground.

"Look, what's that?"

One word from you, one word from me. The underground crowd discussed the unknown very hotly. As everyone knows, even they themselves are false, just the embodiment of the desire illusion of the concentric mirror.

Han Lin glanced at the ground and grinned: "What kind of leaves are blind, the tongue is bright and lotus, the heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog, and the evil is full of ...... I don't want any of this!"

In addition to having a three-headed and six-armed Dharma Body, he also has a Shura Transformation Dharma Body. His own heart was also replaced by the Shura heart. The eyes can even be cultivated with three poisonous fires. It can be said that the magic weapon is sharp, the magic is profound, and the magic power is vast, Li Xiao was killed by him head-on, and he is the first person under the real foundation building period!

As long as he keeps his heart, he believes in himself, and he has far more potential and prospects than those true demons who have been transformed!

As soon as Han Lin's words came out, in an instant, all the people in the city felt something, and a strange feeling rose in their hearts, and they all stopped smiling on their faces.

Suddenly there was silence, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

Only Han Lin stood in the air alone with his hands behind his back, and laughed suddenly.

"Hahaha. I don't want you all!"

As soon as the words fell, the sun dimmed. All of a sudden, the dark clouds swept into the clouds, covering the sky and the sun, like the end of the world.

The instrument spirit far outside the city also had its pupils shrunk slightly, and its heart couldn't help but shake.

Everyone on the ground watched this scene in fear, trembling and trembling. Then as some people couldn't bear the pressure, their liver and gallbladder were broken, and they knelt on the ground with a thud. The others fell to their knees.

With smiles on their faces, words in their mouths, and prayers.

For the prayers of these "people", Han Lin closed his eyes, indifferent, as if he had not heard a deaf ear.