Chapter 9: The Fierce Spirit
The old lion squinted at Long Lin for a while before speaking.
"Since you are from the fairy world, why are you here, and what is your identity in the fairy world?"
Long Lin spread his hands and walked around the old lion and said, "I was reincarnated, and I accidentally came to the Tianyuan Continent, can I be blamed for this? Also, I had a very big body in my previous life, and I was afraid of scaring you to death if I said it, so it's better not to say it." ”
The old lion's face changed: "You are playing with me!"
"Don't, don't!"
Long Lin looked at the old lion's clenched fists and motioned for him not to be angry.
He stopped and said to the old lion, "Have you ever heard of blood-stained rivers and mountains?"
"No, I didn't. ”
Long Lin almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, how closed is this old lion's information? I haven't even heard of my name.
Long Lin scratched his head, and then said, "Then, thousands of miles of red land, the remnants of the corpses are ruined, and the Stygian Sea has no shore?"
The old lion snorted coldly: "What is this? It's all a mess of names." ”
Long Lin gasped, slowed down, and then stared at the old lion very seriously.
"Have you ever heard of the strongest sect in the spirit world, the Supreme Dao Sect?"
The old lion stretched his brows a little.
"Of course I've heard of this. ”
Long Lin smiled bitterly, then turned around, put his hands behind his back, and said very proudly: "In my previous life, I could destroy the entire Supreme Dao Sect. Don't believe me. is still the same sentence, the weeping blood array just now is the best proof. You've asked so much just to confirm my identity, but with my identity here, you might think I'm bragging and fooling you. ”
The old lion's face was dark, and his gaze was extremely unkind.
"Since you said that you can help me break through the golden pill, then, what about the method? I want to be real, your identity is no longer important. ”
The corners of Long Lin's mouth rose slightly, and he took out a bamboo slip from the storage ring, and with a thought, a series of words appeared on the bamboo slip, which was his perception of breaking through the golden pill back then, and it was very comprehensively recorded on the bamboo slip, which was definitely helpful for people like the old lion who had stayed in the realm of fake pills for many years. He handed the bamboo slip to the old lion, and the old lion's eyes lit up after just one glance, and when he looked up at Long Lin again, there was a lot more respect in his eyes.
The old lion turned to look at the little fox and said to him, "You can follow him later." He is one of the few powerhouses in the immortal realm, and you will definitely make great progress if you follow him. Moreover, you are not a member of my Demon Beast Forest, and I am not obligated to shelter you. ”
"Woo~Woo~"
The little fox screamed, seemingly very reluctantly. Long Lin squatted down to look at it, stretched out his hand to touch it, but before he could touch it, the little fox was so frightened that he avoided it.
"Come, don't be afraid, Brother Longlin will take care of you. Look, those people who chased you just now, my brother helped you solve it!"
The little raccoon looked at the pool of blood, then at Long Lin, and finally, its big blue eyes blinked at the old lion, the old lion nodded, and the little fox ran into Long Lin's arms.
Long Lin touched the fur of the fox, silky and silky, fluffy, and the cute little horns, big blue eyes, very funny.
He picked up the raccoon in his arms, saluted the old lion, and went back. The old lion didn't keep it, and also returned a salute to Long Lin.
"Oh! I said Long Lin! Your weeping blood array is too powerful! You have only practiced the seventh layer of qi, and you have actually relied on one formation to eliminate four half-step foundation building and two foundation building early stage ones, which is powerful enough. This trip is worth taking you out!"
Long Lin glanced at the white-haired monster, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Weeping Blood Array, what he just played was a grandmaster-level formation, and his mental power consumption was particularly large, and he had just recovered a little by taking the opportunity of talking to the old lion, otherwise he would still be dizzy until now.
The formations are also divided into levels, ordinary grass and wood formations, master formations, grandmaster formations, great grandmaster formations, and the strongest saint-level formations. In his previous life, Long Lin and the White Emperor learned the formation, but because they were not proficient, they could only stay at the grandmaster level. The high-level formation of the Weeping Blood Array, if it was arranged by the Holy Array Master, would be able to eliminate the Mahayana monks in an instant.
The little fox really didn't stop for a moment in Long Lin's arms, the little claws scratched and scratched, and the mouth was still whining, and Long Lin's clothes were about to fall into pieces.
"I said, "Can you stop for a while? My brother's clothes are rotten. Spare me!"
The raccoon blinked and blinked, as if he hadn't heard, and continued to scratch, Long Lin's face turned dark, he lifted the raccoon up, and poked its little belly, the little fox was itching and dancing on all fours, and the little head swayed from side to side, whining, as if he was quite enjoying.
Long Lin glanced at the white-haired monster, smiled ghostly, and said, "Elder Bai, it's fun for you to play!"
After saying that, he stuffed the little fox into the arms of the white-haired monster, and within three seconds, the white-haired monster began to shout: "Ah! Old man's beard! Stop, stop! Longlin! Little rabbit, take it away!"
"No, it looks like he likes your beard!
The Northern Shadow and the Moon Sky Spirit laughed, and the white-haired monster blew his beard and stared, and that look was a painful look.
"It's back to the sect! You, get him out of the way!"
Long Lin ripped the fox off the white-haired monster's beard, and his eyes lit up. Good guy, the thick beard of the white-haired monster is now only a dozen! Looking at the white-haired monster's swollen chin, Long Lin subconsciously touched his chin.
"Tsk, you really can't grow a beard in the future, otherwise your chin will be swollen after the beard is torn off. ”