The danger of Cyclamen has been lifted, and it will no longer be attacked by horse thieves and spirits for the time being. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The town is busy with post-disaster work, including counting the loss and death toll, rescuing the wounded, cleaning up the rubble, and harvesting crystal nuclei.

After the disaster, the town was hit by a tornado, with one-fifth of the houses damaged and a quarter dead. The three hundred and seventy spirit crystal nuclei harvested, among which the three second-order crystal nuclei in the bodies of the bear monster and the two giant pythons were very precious, and even the white-clothed monk thought they were good things.

On the third day after the war, a platform was erected on the wide street in front of the Liu family's mansion, and the white-clothed monk, who was missing one hand or foot, sat in the Taishi chair on the platform, waiting for the public trial of the townspeople.

The inhabitants of Cyclamen have seen too many high-flying immortals, who both know them and fear them. Although the monk named Luo Hengzhi in front of them attacked them and almost wiped out the town, the townspeople were divided on the issue of how to deal with this cataclysmic star.

Lin Yuan was standing next to Luo Hengzhi and chatting with him. The conversation between the two is very peaceful, like a friend with a certain friendship chatting in the afternoon.

In the past three days, Lin Yuan has been living in Liu's house and has been treated as a guest. Almost all of his waking time was spent talking to him in Luo Heng's room, and he was already acquainted. This seems to be a very strange thing, the perpetrator and the victim are so intimate, thanks to Luo Hengzhi's more open-minded character.

At the beginning, next to the fairy boat in the woods, all what Luo Hengzhi said was true, and none of them were false. He was originally a monk of the Ancient Vine Peak of this Thin Smoky Mountain, and there was a small sect called the Ancient Vine Sect at the top of that peak, which was a small sect with less than ten people, including the sect master.

Originally, everyone was happy and cultivated on the peak without fighting, but one day a meteorite fell from the sky and killed the only sect master. No way, a few brothers studied it and decided to break up, so everyone opened the treasure house and divided the contents and went their separate ways.

Luo Hengzhi got two treasures, the Demon Bell and the Light Wind Boat, both of which were relics of his master. In addition, there are 500 hemlock talismans and 500 swift talismans, as well as 100 spirit stones. He is just a junior brother, and he can't rob all the senior brothers and sisters, and he has gained very little.

Except for the Qingfeng Boat that had been destroyed, all of these things had now fallen into Lin Yuan's pocket, and Luo Hengzhi had no opinion on this. Strictly speaking, he didn't have a problem with the mortals in front of him who wanted to hold a meeting to execute him.

Lin Yuan looked at him with a look of disdain for life and death, and was very curious, "Brother Luo, don't you want to survive? You are a fourth-level Qi cultivator, you can live at least a hundred years old, and you still have a long life?"

Luo Hengzhi glanced at his broken left hand and left leg, and asked with a wry smile, "Do you plan to let me be a waste for another hundred years?"

"Uh...... Well......"

Lin Yuan also felt pity when he saw him like this, and almost said 'sorry'.

Not long ago, Luo Hengzhi encountered a Celestial Crystal Beast near Linshan City, and his cultivation was completely unbeatable, and he successfully escaped by relying on the light wind boat, but he was seriously injured and was rescued by the leader of the horse thieves. Receiving the favor of others, the habit of the monks of the Ancient Teng Sect must be repaid, so they were driven by horse thieves to help them do evil.

The townspeople had almost gathered, and a group of people whose houses had been destroyed and their loved ones had been killed sent representatives to speak on the stage in an impassioned manner, asking everyone to vote for the death of their enemies. In the eyes of these people, it is impossible not to take revenge for such a big revenge, even if the other party is an immortal, they must be killed!

The inhabitants who had not suffered much from the disaster also sent representatives to explain in a few words what might happen after killing the immortals.

"In case this immortal's master disciple friend comes to avenge him, where will we have the strength to endure the battle like that three days ago again? You can't just ignore it for a while!"

When Luo Hengzhi heard this, he waved his hand at the speaker and asked him to give way to himself, and the latter bowed respectfully and withdrew.

"Brother Luo, have you thought about it?" Lin Yuan frowned beside him, wanting to persuade him again.

Just now, Luo Hengzhi had decided to apologize here, after all, he had killed so many people, and it was not enough to take his life.

"Well, that's it. I'm not going to make these mortals miserable anymore. ”

As he said this, the restored spiritual power of the drive floated in the air.

When these residents saw the immortals ascending to the sky, they immediately felt that their knees were a little weak and wanted to kneel. Luo Hengzhi took in the appearance of these pathetic mortals, shook his head and lamented in his heart. He had prepared some words of apology, but he wasn't going to say them at this time.

Saying too much will only scare these mortals. He thought so, and opened and closed his lips and whispered three words. "I'm sorry. Then he drove the aura into his brain and killed himself in this way. His body fell from mid-air, fluttering and slamming against the platform.

The three words 'sorry' were only heard clearly by three people - Lin Yuan and Lu Xian and Miss Guan Qi who were standing behind the stage. The three of them didn't know who he was apologizing, whether it was the townspeople in the audience, or the people he killed, whether it was his parents who gave birth to him, or whether it was his spiritual master's partner.

On the contrary, the two female cultivators were not as sentimental as Lin Yuan, and felt that this person surnamed Luo deserved to die and did not deserve sympathy. In fact, the two of them didn't know for the time being, and the reason why Lin Yuan was sympathetic was because he was reluctant. This Great Monk Luo has answered many questions about cultivation in the past three days, and has also chatted about some news and anecdotes in the recent immortal cultivation world.

Since his younger brother was killed by a monk from the Boyan Sect, Lin Yuan didn't know anything about this sect, so he asked the immortals around him about the situation.

"You ask the Boyan Sect?" Luo Hengzhi didn't think much about it, and replied honestly: "They are the heads of dozens of sects in this Boyan Mountain, in fact, there is nothing to say, the main sect has a long heritage and a deep heritage." I heard that I had good luck recently, and the four low-level disciples in the sect didn't know where to pick up a Qifan grass. After the four of them shared the food, it only took a few months to break through the foundation building period. I heard that their original cultivation was similar to mine. ”

"Similar to you?"

After Lin Yuan heard this, he went back to the room and found four storage bags, which were replicas of the storage bags of the four enemies. The Immortal Family Storage Bag can only be forcibly opened when it is cultivated higher than its owner. Now there's a 'almost' there, so naturally I asked him to help give it a try.

Luo Hengzhi tinkered for a while, and only opened one, his 'almost' is actually a bit of a gap.

Two of the storage bags were women's, embroidered with flowers, apparently owned by the two female cultivators surnamed Huang. The rest also had a deflated one that looked inconspicuous. What was opened was a bulging one, rusted with a 'hole' on it.

After opening the storage bag, Luo Hengzhi seemed to have seen through something, and said to himself: "The four monks who took the Qifan Grass are called Long Yin, Kong Bujie, Huang Rose and Huang Lily. ”

Lin Yuan wrote down these four names, and then put away Kong Bujie's storage bag. Luo Hengzhi didn't ask anything, and continued to chat as if he didn't know anything. Lin Yuan then inquired about Qi Fan Grass, wanting to hear the immortal's opinion on this fairy grass.

"The Qifan grass found by the four Good Luck Monks of the Boyan Sect is a very large one, and the grass ears are divided into eight points. The four of them ate four portions and presented the remaining four portions to the sect. However, the Boyan Sect has always regarded itself as generous, and it will not ask the disciples to discover the treasure independently, so it was returned to the four of them. ”

When Luo Hengzhi said this, he suddenly laughed.

"I guess that the sect master of the Thin Smoke Sect must be extremely depressed, it is a four-person Qifan Grass, although it is useless to high-level cultivators, it can create four cultivation geniuses. Helplessly, the rules of the sect are also big, even if you want to, you can't grab things from your disciples and grandchildren, and there are so many eyes on the outside world. ”

According to Luo Hengzhi, if a monk eats only one serving, he will improve his cultivation talent, and mortals can give birth to spiritual roots if they eat it. Of the four monks who received two copies of the Enlightenment Grass, it is likely that someone devoured two of them. According to records, this will cause the monk to give birth to some immortal talents, mostly wood-based.

Unlike the spiritual root, the immortal talent is not possessed by every monk, and it mainly depends on the inheritance of parents, and there are very few monks who get it the day after tomorrow. What kind of power the four people got, Luo Hengzhi couldn't guess the clue.

When Lin Yuan heard this, he basically figured out the problems he encountered in learning spells. He was able to master wood-based spells very quickly, and he didn't consume aura when casting them. This is a kind of immortal talent.

In the final stage of communicating with this Luo Daxian, Lin Yuan obtained some spell cultivation methods. Luo Hengzhi dictated, and Lu Xian recorded it from the side. All of them are self-created spells of the Kuteng Sect that have disappeared, most of them are wood-based, and the cultivation tendency of their sect can be seen from the name of the sect.

Since the sect is gone, there is no need to keep the secret of the sect's spells. On the contrary, if it can be handed over to others to cultivate, it is possible to make the name of the sect continue for another generation.

At this time, the monk who had helped Lin Yuan a lot had already hung up. Boss Liu was killed by this man, and in the face of the monk's corpse, he directly ordered the front desk to be changed into a bonfire and burned to ashes on the spot. Just look at the extent of his gnashing of teeth, I am afraid that the ashes will be mixed with swill and fed to the pigs.

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At noon a week after the battle, Miss Guan Qi stood in her yard with a large bag of crystal nuclei and a cloth bag given to her by Lin Yuan. She was very puzzled, this crystal nucleus was originally contained in the Liu family's treasure house, and everyone had not yet studied how to divide the spoils, and she didn't know why Lin Yuan suddenly shouted to take it out.

Boss Liu is also good-natured, and he gave it directly without asking. As a result, she really just stayed in the yard for a while, and Miss Seven was invited back again without saying a few words, which made her foggy for a while.

Late that night, Lin Yuan and Lu Xian secretly came to the courtyard of the Guan family, took out the double-headed serpentine that had only been charged this morning, and drew a circle in the position where Miss Seven was standing at noon. This was the first time Lu Xian had seen such a strange scene, and the time in the circle had returned to noon, and the things in the circle were the same as they were at that time except that there were no humans.

That large pile of crystal nuclei was copied by Lin Yuan, and Luo Hengzhi's storage bag was the same. Now the relics of the Luo Da Immortal have all multiplied, the Demon Bell has become two, the spirit stone has become two hundred, and the hemlock talisman and the swift talisman have become a thousand.

If he had the chance, he would have wanted to get the blown up breeze. I just don't know if the next time the stone is charged will be a few months away.

Now that the replication mission is over, only the last link of the entire post-war harvest is left. Divide those genuine crystal nuclei.

Lin Yuan and Lu Xian, who got cheap, did not forget how hard they were when they lived a hard life, and they didn't let any of them go. Helplessly, the town of cyclamen also needs funds to regroup, although Lin and Lu saved the town, but they can't give them all the benefits.

In the end, the more than three hundred first-order spirit crystal nuclei were divided into four parts, one each for Lin, Lu, Guan, and Liu. The three second-order hedron stones were given to each of the three monks.

In this way, the danger of Cyclamen Town is over. Lin Yuan and Lu Xian took a lot of resources and ran back to the mountains to cultivate.

Not long after they entered the mountain, the first snow of the winter fell and the mountain was closed within a few days. Miss Guan Qi also wanted to follow the two new cultivation companions into the mountain, but she was afraid that her third party would disturb the two of them, so she had to stay in her mansion and concentrate on cultivation.

There are benefits in the mountains, and there is plenty of aura. Municipalities have the convenience of towns and are well informed.

It was this winter that news reached the town of Cyclamen. The dozens of immortal sects in Boyan Mountain didn't know what kind of wind they were smoking, and they suddenly began to 'recruit good talents', and they wanted to hold a selection in Linshan City on the occasion of the handover of next spring and summer, and select a group of disciples to be included in the sect.

Looking at this formation, it seems that all the major sects are suddenly short of manpower at the same time.

The immortal who brought this news visited the Guan family's mansion and exchanged twenty spirit stones for the leather and bones of the giant bear and python that everyone had overlooked, and exchanged twelve spirit stones for more than eighty first-order crystal nuclei. As for the second-order crystal nucleus obtained from the giant python, the monk offered twenty yuan, but Miss Guan Qi felt that the price was not good, so she did not sell it.

Relying on the newly acquired thirty-two spirit stones, as well as his own talent that is not bad. Miss Guan Qi successfully broke through to the second level of Qi cultivation at the age of seventeen. It is rare for a low-level monk like her to use spirit stones to cultivate all the way, Luo Hengzhi cultivated at the age of fifteen, and only became a second-order qi cultivation at the age of seventeen, and practiced hard for two years. In this comparison, Miss Guan Qi's cultivation can be called fast, but it is still slightly worse than the two friends in the mountain.