After Jiang Lin looked at several of the most valuable items, he had no interest in ordinary items.

Chen Yimei leaned over and asked, "How is it?" ”

Jiang Lin nodded, pointed to the counter beside him, and replied, "I'm interested in all the things here, but unfortunately I can't afford them." ”

Huang Zhongjian stared at the flower in the hall and said, "I'm interested in that flower, there is still a man lying there in the wasteland, if you can bring it back, you can save someone from taking risks in the future." ”

Jiang Lin nodded, it's not bad to come to the chaotic area, there are many things here with high practical value, you can't get the flowers on the other side, and it's also good to get some Meng Po soup above the middle grade, which also has the effect of resurrection.

Huang Zhongjian no longer paid attention to Jiang Lin and looked at Chen Yimei, "How is it?, do you have anything you are interested in?"

Chen Yimei shook her head, "No, I can't afford to buy good things, and I'm not interested in buying them." I just found out that there is a special herb on Sunshine Island, Sunlight Grass, which can enter the fog of death for a short time after taking it, and it also has a certain resistance to the damage of ghosts. ”

Jiang Linqi said, "Sunlight grass, this kind of function is a good thing, what price?"

"It is not for sale, and it is said that the production is small, and it is all digested by the interior of Nikko Island. ”

Jiang Lin nodded, "There are so many treasures in the Death Mist, and of course there will be treasures in the Source of Life. There are sunweeds here, and there will certainly be more or less of them elsewhere. We're new to the city, and we can't buy it. However, we don't have many life coins now, and it doesn't make a difference whether there is a way or not. ”

Jiang Lin continued to turn around a few times, and found that it was indeed as Chen Yimei said, those who were interested could not afford it, and those who could afford it were not interested.

Huang Zhongjian and Chen Yimei had already dispersed with Jiang Lin and went to see the female cultivator's robes.

Jiang Lin walked out of the store, ready to wait for them at the door of the store, and also to see if there was a suitable temporary place to live around.

In the distance, the monkey demon who came in front of Jiang Lin walked in the direction of Jiang Lin in despair.

Jiang Lin raised his hand and said hello, "Brother Monkey, what's wrong?"

The monkey demon saw Jiang Lin and sighed, "I just went to a few shops and asked, but I didn't recruit people at all." It seems that as soon as the three months are over, you will have to go out and work hard. ”

The monkey demon saw several of his brothers die in front of him, and now he has lost his fighting spirit, and he has no power to fight back when he encounters ghosts.

"Why don't you find a team to join?"

"I know my own situation and it doesn't make a difference whether I join the team or not. ”

Jiang Lin shook his head, there was nothing he could do about this situation. In such a place, without fighting spirit, it is simply impossible to live.

The monkey demon walked forward in frustration, ready to find a few more shops to try and see if there were any shops that needed to recruit people.

Jiang Lin looked at the back of the monkey demon at the end, and wanted to open his mouth several times to pull him into his team, but after all, he still didn't make a sound, in this state, he really couldn't save it. Pulling him into the team will not only not save him, but it may also cause problems for the entire team.

Watching the monkey demon keep walking away, Jiang Lin's heart was full of loss for a while. For the first time, he felt this situation, he wanted to help, but he couldn't.

Huang Zhongjian appeared behind Jiang Lin and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Lin turned around and shook his head, "It's nothing, they're still inside?"

"Well, they are choosing the robes, and I don't like them very much, so I came out first. ”

Jiang Lin hadn't gotten out of the lost state of mind just now, and he didn't continue to speak.

Huang Zhongjian looked at Jiang Lin and asked, "Have you ever heard of Liu Mei'er during this time?"

Jiang Lin shook his head and sighed, "I don't even know if she is dead or alive, where she is, and I don't have time to take a look in the sea of clouds." I am ashamed of the master and the master, they asked me to take care of my sister, but I couldn't do anything. ”

Huang Zhongjian was just an ordinary inquiry, but he didn't expect to cause Jiang Lin to feel so guilty, and hurriedly persuaded, "You have done your best." ”

Jiang Lin shook his head, "No, it's far from enough, I haven't been able to fulfill such a wish before the master and the sect master died." And, along the way, what is owed is more and more. Elder Wei asked me to take care of Miao Tingting, but I haven't taken care of it for so many years. Now that I owe Ye Tianyin's predecessor the grace of saving his life, even avenging him has become far away, and I am afraid that even Ye Xiaoxiao will not be able to take care of it. When he entered the Heavenly Heart Northern Sect, the wasteland inheritance wish left by the Great Elder had only come out of the beginning, and now he was also in danger of dying. Zheng Yijian has saved his life many times, but now he is lying in the wasteland, and he is still concrete, but he is only maintained by the Solid Shape Pill. ”

"Jiang Lin, the monk must have the heart of the Dao, otherwise it will be like a boat sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, your current state is very dangerous. ”

Ever since Jiang Lin entered this world, he had been suppressing his emotions and only concentrating on cultivation and virtual space. Along the way, there is too much land. When I saw the situation of the monkey demon just now, I couldn't control my emotions at once, and there was a tendency to sink deeper and deeper.

Jiang Lin gradually sank into self-blame, is there really any point in cultivating? Constantly indebted to people, accumulating more and more, he can't finish it, and now he can't even do anything to save a monkey demon, so why bother practicing.

Huang Zhongjian was in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to give himself a few mouths.

Just like Jiang Lin couldn't save the monkey demon, Huang Zhongjian couldn't save Jiang Lin either.

When encountering this situation, unless you can get out, you will only fall deeper and deeper, and your cultivation will no longer make any progress, and even your cultivation will slowly regress.

Chen Yimei's face changed, holding the Fuxi gossip plate, and hurriedly left the store.

"Senior sister, what's going on, is it a demon?"

"It's not the demon in the heart, it's the Dao heart, Jiang Lin is now unstable in the Dao heart, and he can only rely on himself. ”

"No, it's only been a long time, it was fine just now, and now it's suddenly unstable? This is too strange, Dao Xin is not a demon, there is no such attack for no reason, I haven't seen this kind of sign before. ”

"I hid it too deeply, of course I can't see that I might have been stimulated by something just now. The demons in the heart are easy to get rid of, and the Dao heart is difficult to stabilize. ”

Chen Yimei stroked the Fuxi gossip plate and said with a smile, "It's not that there is no way." ”

Huang Zhongjian immediately turned his head to stare at Chen Yimei, "What way?"

"Mood!"

"Bai said, if Liu Mei'er is here, there is still a way to think about the artistic conception. Or when he was still a daughter, he could still think of a way from Zheng Yijian. Now, there is simply no way. ”

Chen Yimei shook her head, "The artistic conception is not only about feelings. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what the hell is it? ”

"From the information obtained from the Fuxi gossip plate, Jiang Lin's situation, there are only two artistic conceptions now, one is to kill the Tao, and the other is the artistic conception of death, put death and then live. ”

Huang Zhongjian shook his head and disagreed, "Do you think he can persist in killing Dao?"

"You don't have to stick to it, it's just a tool, use the killing path to reshape the Dao heart, as long as the Dao heart is as strong as iron, you can abandon the killing path at any time. ”

"Here, it's too dangerous to practice the Killing Dao. The people who can come here are basically powerful monks, and many of them are top powers. ”

"Then the artistic conception of death, put the place of death and then live. ”

"How?"

When Chen Yimei heard Huang Zhongjian ask about the specific method, she became hesitant and didn't reply for a long time.

Huang Zhongjian said angrily, "What are you going to do?"

"Throw him into the fog of death, and leave him alone. ”

Huang Zhongjian's eyes widened, unable to match his ears, "Throw him into the mist of death? Are you crazy, then it is better to let his Dao heart collapse, at least he is still alive, and his cultivation will not regress in a short period of time." Send into the fog of death, and that is certain death. (To be continued.) )