Sun Wen had already left, and Lin Xiuwen was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Is Mr. Lin asleep?" A voice suddenly sounded, and only a man could be heard.

Lin Xiuwen's consciousness swept away, and he sensed a He Caihong and a middle-aged man standing outside the door, waiting quietly. This man Lin Xiuwen also recognized it, it was He Jing. It's just a little strange that He Caihong's expression is different from usual, extremely weird.

Getting up and pushing open the door, Lin Xiuwen said lightly: "Come in!"

As soon as he entered the door, He Jing bowed down and saluted: "He Jing, the head of the He family, has seen Lin Xianren. ”

"Huh?"

Lin Xiuwen's expression froze, and the momentum leaked out instantly, and a powerful momentum enveloped He Fu Xiyuan, this momentum came suddenly, and it dissipated quickly, and it had already faded in a moment. The fat tiger opened his eyes at this time, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Seeing the two people in front of him trembling in front of him, Lin Xiuwen said indifferently: "What are you looking for me?"

"For the sake of my He family's friendship with Lin Xianren, can you please save my life, my He family is willing to give a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu to give to you. He Jing is obviously much stronger than He Caihong's wrist, and the conditions for exchanging He Shou Wu's life for thousands of years are magnificent. In front of his own life, a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu is nothing. He Jing said secretly in his heart.

Lin Xiuwen shook his head and said coldly: "Since you know my identity, then you should know that I don't owe you the wall of the He family." As for thy commandment, the number of days shall not be violated. ”

"Please Lin Xianren save my father's life!" He Caihong said hoarsely with a painful face, as if this sentence had used up all his strength.

Lin Xiuwen quietly looked at the two people who bowed in front of him, his face remained unchanged, he didn't say a word, he pondered. After a long time, he said coldly: "Okay!"

He Jing was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you Lin Immortal!"

Looking at He Caihong again, he didn't seem to be so happy, and there seemed to be relatives in his expression.

Lin Xiuwen took out a Qi Gathering Pill, threw it to He Jing, and said indifferently: "Swallow this pill, and I'll help you dissolve the medicinal power." ”

He Jing looked at the "elixir" in his hand, his expression was full of excitement, and when he heard Lin Xiuwen's words, he swallowed the elixir without hesitation.

Lin Xiuwen took a step forward, stretched out his hand to his forehead, and a stream of true yuan emanated, stimulating his whole body to absorb the medicinal power of the Qi Gathering Pill.

In a moment, a foul smell emanated from He Jing's body, and it was actually directly to the first layer of condensation with the help of Lin Xiuwen!

"Send He Shou Wu early tomorrow morning. When the words fell, Lin Xiuwen waved his hand and pushed the two out of the room. I could vaguely hear a loud laugh from outside the room, "I'm He Jing has also become an immortal, hahahahahaha!"

Lin Xiuwen shook his head, his expression changed, and he didn't know if it was right to save He Jing this time. When he saw Kong Wen saving him, he knew that he only needed a Qi Gathering Pill to cure him. Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it and went back to bed to continue meditating.

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, He Jing really sent the thousand-year-old He Shouwu over early, and Lin Xiuwen didn't look at it, and put it away directly.

He Jing faintly seemed to have something to say, but Lin Xiuwen didn't look at him, and said indifferently: "Needless to say, my fate with you He Fu is over, so I will leave." ”

"Lin Xianren...... Congratulations to Lin Daoyou!" Seeing that he couldn't get more resources, He Jing could only say this. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly in his heart, now everyone is an immortal, what are you dragging, next time you meet, I want you to look good!

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There is a Xiuxianfang City in the central region of the Northern Qi Kingdom, called Tianlefang City, which is the industry under the Qitian Sect, the first Xiuxian sect in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Because the background is Qi Tianzong, few people in this city dare to provoke.

There is a free trading market in this market every day, and there is a large-scale auction at least once a month, providing a trading venue and platform for a large number of Northern Qi immortal cultivators to exchange the cultivation resources they need with each other. Therefore, this square market is bustling almost all year round.

At this moment, Lin Xiuwen and Sun Wen were walking in the streets of this city.

Lin Xiuwen didn't see anything along the way, but Sun Wen did take a fancy to a lot, but unfortunately he didn't have so many spirit stones, so he could only watch. Lin Xiuwen smiled secretly in his heart, most of these things were owned by the Yunyang Sect, and they were bought for nothing. Yunyang Sect is different from other sects, since Lin Xiuwen became the master, a large number of cultivation exercises have been opened.

He also obtained a large number of cultivation resources from the royal family of the Song Kingdom, and also took out a lot of them and distributed them to his disciples to help them practice.

"Two fellow Daoists, please stay!" a voice came from behind the two of them.

Lin Xiuwen and Kong Wen turned their heads to look, and a figure quickly caught up with them from behind. The person who came looked mediocre and ordinary, with a pair of eyes that kept turning, and he seemed to be a very alert person.

"Two Taoist friends, in Xia Song Zhen, a monk of Qi Tianzong. I wonder if the two of you have found something you like in the market?" Song Zhen asked with a warm-hearted look. The dark path is just a monk in front of him who was in the early stage of foundation building with a four-layer scum of condensation, isn't it just a dish for himself.

Lin Xiuwen didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around and left, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and the number of foundation building monks who died in his hands was at least a hundred. Kong Wen knew that his cultivation was low, so he seemed to be looking at him, and followed him to turn around and leave.

Seeing that the two of them turned around and left, Song Zhen quickly followed, and then said: "Two fellow Daoists, why don't I show you the way, I am a disciple of Qi Tianzong, I have many acquaintances in this market, and my words are effective, I can get you whatever you want." ”

Lin Xiuwen looked back at him, suddenly smiled, smiled extremely brightly, and said, "Okay!" Faintly, Kong Wen on the side actually had a feeling of fright, and a chill was angry from the bottom of his heart, he had never seen Lin Xiuwen smile like this!

Song Zhen was stunned, but he didn't expect that the other party would agree to him in just three or two sentences. And the kid opposite this kid smiled brightly and was almost excessive, which made him feel a weird feeling in his heart, but his face was silent, he smiled slightly, and asked, "I don't know what the two Taoist friends should call them?"

"Lin Xiuwen, loose cultivation. Lin Xiuwen laughed, this smile made people feel a little silly.

At least, that's what Song Zhen on the other side thinks.

"Sun Wen, loose cultivation. Sun Wen also learned from Lin Xiuwen, smiled, and bowed his hand slightly.

"Loose cultivation, scattered cultivation is good!" Song Zhen said the words in his heart smoothly.

"Dare to ask Song Daoyou, where is the loose cultivation?" Shaking his head, Lin Xiuwen laughed at the other party in his heart for being too carried away, and he even said the words "scattered and repaired" in his heart.

After pondering for a long time, Song Zhen finally found a reason, and said in the period of Ai Ai: "Loose cultivation is chic and free, unrestrained. He changed his words, and suddenly whispered mysteriously: "Do you want to buy a few female monks in the condensation stage to be used as furnaces? ”

"And this kind of operation?" Lin Xiuwen asked with a pretended obscene expression. In his heart, he was extremely disgusted with Qi Tianzong, and he actually did such a hurtful thing as buying and selling female monks.

The so-called furnace tripod is to use the other party as a carrier of energy storage, and directly absorb the cultivation of the other party.

"Come on, come on, come with me. ”

Song Zhen took the two of them into the alley, and after a while, they turned into a crossroads.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Kong Wen asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, two fellow Daoists, the place where this furnace tripod is traded is here. Song Zhen tried his best to stabilize the two, and then looked around, secretly wondering why they hadn't come yet.

"It's a really good place, I'm afraid it's the best place to slaughter fat sheep. There is a formation in the sky above Fang City that prohibits flying, and you only need to surround it, and the fat sheep will be difficult to fly. Do you say?" Lin Xiuwen's face became more and more ugly, and he sneered.

Hearing Lin Xiuwen's words, Sun Wen was horrified in his heart, and his eyes stared at Song Zhen.

Song Zhen's face changed suddenly, and his eyes flickered and said, "Hehe, Lin Daoyou is really joking." Haha!"

As soon as his words fell, a white-clothed monk walked out of the alley on all sides, all of whom were cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, and glanced at Lin Xiuwen, one of them said coldly to Song Zhen: "Today's first business is him?"

"That's right, senior brother, it's him!" Song Zhen said to the man in white led by him with a flattering face.

The man in white looked at Lin Xiuwen indifferently, and snorted coldly, "Kill him!" After speaking, he stood aside.

The remaining four people, including Song Zhen, released their flying swords and slashed towards Lin Xiuwen, heading straight at his vital point, and at the same time, their bodies jumped up and directly hit a set of punches, attacking Lin Xiuwen.

"Kong Wen, I'll let you see how to kill the monk today. Lin Xiuwen's eyes were shining, and he said to him lightly.

When Kong Wen heard this, he always felt that a fierce aura emanated between the crossroads, and the air was full of slaughter, and he was a little worried in his heart, after all, it was five foundation building monks who killed him.

The next moment, he realized how ridiculous his worries were, only to see Lin Xiuwen swing out with his four palms, and the flying sword rolled up directly, spurting blood from the mouth of the four people and flying out upside down.

Lin Xiuwen's divine consciousness was separated from his body, and he directly bombarded the space of one person's sea of knowledge, the brilliant sword light flashed, and a corpse with blood spurting from his chest fell to the ground, and Kong Wen on the side could see the corpse's eyes widen deadly.

Kong Wen gasped, he didn't expect Lin Xiuwen to kill the foundation cultivator so easily.

Killing one person, Lin Xiuwen did not pause, his divine sense and dragon pattern sword came one after another, and another corpse lay on the ground. All this happened between lightning and flint, and before the four of them could react, they were already two dead and two injured.

"Run"

The remaining three shouted and ran away, and sprang out of the alleyway.

"Hmph"

Lin Xiuwen snorted coldly, laughing in his heart that these people still wanted to escape. With a thought in his mind, several spiritual magic techniques came out, directly dragging the three of them back to the cross alley and slamming them to the ground.

"We are disciples of Qi Tianzong, you can't kill me, if you kill us, our elders won't let you go. The white-clothed monk who was called Senior Brother by Song Zhen was very intimidating Lin Xiuwen.

"Yes, it's too late for you to let us go now, I've already notified the law enforcement team of Xianfang, it's too late if you don't run......"

The dragon pattern sword turned into a sword light flashed, and the voices of several people stopped abruptly.

The fat tiger waved his paw dissatisfied, as if to say that he would not let me make a move.