Out of the mountains and forests, Lin Yifan found a small mortal city and prepared to rest for a while.

It's just that what makes him feel a little strange is that the atmosphere in this small city seems to be a little too dignified.

"Could it be because of the turmoil of the royal family of the Martial Kingdom, which caused turmoil in the entire Martial Kingdom's immortal cultivation world?"

Lin Yifan touched his chin and thought.

However, he didn't care too much about all this, after all, he was just a small person in the immortal cultivation world, and that kind of major event that affected the entire martial kingdom immortal cultivation world didn't need him to care.

found a mortal inn at random, and Lin Yifan asked for an upper room and stayed temporarily.

asked Xiao Er to prepare a bucket of hot water, and Lin Yifan lay in the bathtub, so comfortable that he wanted to moan.

Although monks can use spiritual magic to avoid dust, in the mountains and forests, Lin Yifan is almost always under the pursuit of demon beasts.

If it weren't for the fact that his physical strength far surpassed that of a monk of the same rank, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.

Despite this, he was also disgraced and tired.

Now taking a hot bath has been a huge relief both physically and mentally.

Changing into a new clothes, Lin Yifan lay on the bed, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

The next moment, I saw the blood flash of the storage bag on his waist, and a blood-colored spar the size of half an adult appeared in front of him.

Looking at the blood-colored spar, the little drunkard who seemed to be asleep, Lin Yifan had a headache.

In fact, according to the method of the Formation Heaven, he should have rescued the little drunkard from the blood-colored crystal.

However, just when the blood-colored spar was about to be completely shattered, an accident happened.

I don't know what the reason is, the blood-colored spar has completely become connected with the little drunkard.

If Lin Yifan wanted to forcibly break the blood-colored spar and rescue the little drunkard, her body would also be shattered because of the shattering of the blood-colored spar.

This discovery of the Array Heaven really startled Lin Yifan, and he hurriedly followed the method of the Array Heaven to re-stabilize the blood-colored spar that was about to be shattered.

It's just that, in this way, although she held the life of the little drunkard, she was also completely sealed in the blood-colored spar and couldn't come out.

was complained by Lin Yifan for a period of unreliable days, and after he really couldn't come up with a solution, he dived and pretended to die in the live broadcast room.

This couldn't help but make Lin Yifan scold in his heart.

Looking at the blood-colored crystals densely covered with countless dense cracks, Lin Yifan was also helpless, but these bigwigs in the live broadcast room had no good way, and he couldn't do anything.

"It seems that we can only think of a way slowly. ”

Lin Yifan shook his head and muttered, "Fortunately, the unreliable guy in the sky, although he couldn't solve this problem, gave me a way to keep the little drunkard alive." ”

As he spoke, he saw Lin Yifan shoot out a sword qi and break his fingertips.

The next moment, a drop of blood dripped from Lin Yifan's fingertips.

As a strange spiritual text came out of his mouth, this drop of blood seemed to come to life, turning into a blood-colored snake, and following a crack in the blood-colored crystal, it burrowed into the little drunkard's body.

Seeing that the little drunkard's originally pale face gradually became a little ruddy, Lin Yifan's face showed a smile of relief.

"However, this method is also a lot of damage to our own vitality, if it weren't for our good health, we really can't afford to toss like this!"

Lin Yifan sighed, glanced at the sleeping little drunkard with some pity, and waved his hand to prepare to put it into the storage bag again.

It's just that before he could put away the blood-colored spar, suddenly, there was a milky "whoosh" sound in his arms.

Slightly surprised, Lin Yifan saw that the little milk tiger in his arms had a small head poking out of his collar.

"Whew"

Squinting at a pair of small eyes, the little milk tiger turned his head and barked at Lin Yifan.

"You want to go over?"

After getting along for such a long time, although Lin Yifan couldn't understand the cry of the little milk tiger, he could keenly sense some of her emotions and intentions.

And the little milk tiger at the moment obviously wants to go to the blood-colored spar, but he can't get over it because he can't retreat too shortly, so he can only let Lin Yifan issue an "order".

Regarding the "rude" request of the little milk tiger, Lin Yifan resisted in his heart.

It's just that as soon as his heart moved, Lin Yifan held the little milk tiger and put her next to the blood-colored spar.

As soon as he landed next to the blood-colored spar, the little milk tiger twitched his little nose, and then stretched out his little paws and pulled towards the blood-colored spar.

However, I have to say that this little guy's short legs are too short, and after stretching for a while, he can't reach the blood-colored spar at all.

"Whew!"

He let out a complaining scream at Lin Yifan dissatisfiedly.

The next moment, I saw that the little milk tiger didn't wait for Lin Yifan to help, and the small body, on the table, rolled very stupidly, and then came to the side of the blood-colored spar.

"When did this little guy learn to roll?"

Lin Yifan was stunned.

However, the next scene scared him.

I saw the little milk tiger next to the blood-colored spar, but he didn't think about it, so he stretched out his pink little tongue and licked it towards the blood-colored spar.

Just when Lin Yifan was so frightened that he was about to bring the stupid little milk tiger over, suddenly, a barrage from the Tiger Monarch boss made him stop.

"Tiger Jun is actually such a spar containing dragon energy, anchor, don't touch her, this thing is of great use to the little milk tiger, and this is also the only way to rescue that little doll safely!"

"Boss Hujun, the new anchor, do you mean that when the little milk tiger finishes licking the blood-colored spar, this little girl can be rescued?"

"Tiger Jun'en, that's it!"

Unexpected joy, absolute unexpected joy, Lin Yifan did not expect that the problem that had plagued him for many days would be solved by the stupid little guy Little Milk Tiger.

"Sure enough, as I expected, the anchor, I thought of this method a long time ago today, I just want to see when you can find out for yourself!"

At this time, the array of days, which had been unable to dive since the wrong shot, jumped out again.

"The new anchor hehe. (contempt)"

"Array of Anchors, what do you mean, hehe? Don't you believe that this genius will not succeed, and this genius will ......?"

Lin Yifan automatically ignored the tirade of Zhen Tian, a guy who was trying his best to redeem his name as a genius.

When he found that the little milk tiger stopped after licking for a while, he couldn't help but think of a very serious problem.

"The new anchor Tiger Jun boss, according to the speed of the little milk tiger, how long will it take to break such a large piece of blood-colored spar?"

"Tiger Junen, at this rate, two hundred years is enough!"

Two hundred years, two hundred years!

In an instant, Lin Yifan was already in a much better mood, but he was completely stunned.

You must know that although the lifespan of a Qi cultivator can be extended, it will have a lifespan of 100 years at most.

And if you want to live for two hundred years, you need at least a foundation monk.

Among them, it is also necessary for this monk in the foundation building period to be free from disasters and difficulties.

The fact is that because a foundation building monk inevitably needs to fight with others throughout his life, a foundation building monk often does not die even if he is not killed by others.

Therefore, two hundred years is really a fantasy for Lin Yifan today.

Picking up the little milk tiger that fell asleep again, Lin Yifan looked at the little drunkard sleeping in the blood-colored spar again, and a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

"Alas, it's better to have hope than no hope, I just hope that this little guy will have a better appetite in the future. ”

Thinking in his heart, suddenly, a strange thought appeared in Lin Yifan's head.

That is, it seems that for a long time in the future, I don't have to worry about the rations of the little milk tiger anymore.

"That's the only good news in recent times. ”

Shaking his head, Lin Yifan reached out and put the blood-colored spar into his storage bag again.

After resting at the inn for a night, Lin Yifan enjoyed another mortal meal, and Lin Yifan was ready to pay and leave.

It's just that when Lin Yifan was about to leave, suddenly, he noticed that several strange breaths appeared in his divine sense.

With a move in his heart, Lin Yifan's figure slowly disappeared in place.

And the shopkeeper, who was originally busy in the store, turned his head to find that the generous guest just now was gone.

Rubbing his eyes vigorously, the shopkeeper immediately thought that he had met a fairy.

The next moment, I saw that the shopkeeper knelt directly in the store, and bowed down again and again to the position where Lin Yifan was sitting just now.

Lin Yifan naturally didn't know that his unintentional actions had actually created a legend of immortals in this mortal city.

However, at this moment, he was in no mood to pay attention to these boring things, and all his attention was attracted by a team of immortal cultivators in front of him.

"Those few people wearing bloody clothes must be the people of the Bloody Clothes Sect. ”

Lin Yifan muttered in his heart, "It's just, since when did the people of the Bloody Clothes Sect actually appear in such a place so openly?"

It's no wonder that Lin Yifan felt strange about the appearance of these people from the Blood Clothes Sect, in fact, since the Blood Clothes Sect was defeated by the six major sects thousands of years ago.

The Bloody Cloth Cultist, in the entire Martial Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm, is a rat that everyone shouts and beats.

Once the Bloody Cloak Sect appears, it will attract countless monks to encircle and suppress it.

In this way, the Blood-Clad Cultists did not dare to walk at will, so they could only hide in the shadows.

And now, the Blood-Coated Sect actually appeared directly in the sun, which couldn't help but make Lin Yifan suspect that during this time, something might have happened in the Martial Kingdom Immortal Realm that he didn't know.

"Also, who are those guys?"

Thinking in his heart, Lin Yifan's gaze fell on a few guys in strange costumes who were walking with several blood-clothed cultists.

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