Yang Lin's walking speed in Qiongzhou City was not very fast, and even when Yang Lin saw something he was interested in, he would stop and check, and the three monks who followed Yang Lin also stopped and stopped, always keeping a safe distance from Yang Lin, and it seemed that they were also afraid that Yang Lin would find them.

An hour later, Yang Lin finally walked out of the south gate of Qiongzhou City, and walked towards a dense forest, the three monks who followed Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, if Yang Lin stepped on the magic weapon and fled into the air, it was still a question whether they could chase Yang Lin.

"Senior brother, no, how do I think this monk knows that we are following him" The three monks finally gathered, and one of them, who looked very young, said to the eldest of the three, "" Okay, it's that you are suspicious all day long, I have already checked the strength of that person, but he has just entered the foundation building period, the three of us joined forces to instantly subdue him, he actually ordered a pot of tea with three hundred spirit stones in the teahouse, it must be a big fat sheep, not the core disciple of the Great Gate Sect, or the lucky loose cultivator who picked up the cultivation treasure, junior brother, the ancestor of his old man's 400-year-old birthday Our gift is not ready, think about the consequences" As soon as the elder monk mentioned the word Shizu, the other two monks' bodies trembled slightly, obviously they were very afraid of the so-called Shizu.

"I and I listen to my senior brother, the birthday of the old man is the most important thing, if we can't get a decent gift, we will be locked up in the Ten Thousand Bones Cave by the master, we all listen to the senior brother," the young monk said respectfully to the older monk.

"Okay, we are grasshoppers on a rope, we have to die, the ancestor is tyrannical and impermanent, I have to have something to get my hands on if I want to live, I think most of our gifts are on that kid, go, quietly follow" What the elder monk said this time The other two monks did not refute again, but followed him and quietly followed Yang Lin.

"In the early stage of two foundation building, a monk at the peak of qi refining wanted to hit my attention, this monk of the Nine Dragons Sea has a really low vision" Yang Lin felt three more familiar breaths coming up behind him, and the corners of his mouth curled up at a mocking angle.

Yang Lin took a few steps and simply began to meditate on a grass, which made the three monks behind him stunned, "No matter, junior brother" The older monk hid in the grass and watched Yang Lin for half a pillar of incense, and finally couldn't help but make a move on Yang Lin.

"Disease" was almost a loud shout, and the three flying swords attacked Yang Lin who was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the same time, these three monks were extremely ruthless, and they didn't give Yang Lin a chance to live at all, they came up with a killing move, and wanted to kill Yang Lin instantly, all they coveted was the storage bag on Yang Lin's body, and as for Yang Lin's life, it was naturally good to lose it.

But in the next breath, the three of them all widened their eyes, because a big hand made of wood spiritual power tightly grasped the magic weapons of the three of them, and the big hand tightened slightly, only to hear the sound of 'click', and the three flying swords were all broken, "Run!" The elder monk shouted loudly and took the lead in summoning another flying sword and wanted to step on the flying sword and leave, where could they not know that Yang Lin was definitely hiding his strength, and Yang Lin's hand alone was not something they could resist.

"Run?" Yang Lin gently spit out the word in his mouth, and then two monks screamed and fell directly from the flying sword, rolled on the ground and kicked his legs, Yang Lin used two slight stabs, directly piercing the two monks who wanted to escape, and the monk had to become an idiot even if he didn't die.

As for the young monk, he knelt on the ground trembling all over his body at this time, and when he saw Yang Lin break the flying sword, he knew that it was definitely wishful thinking to escape from Yang Lin's hands, and it was better to beg for mercy as soon as possible if he knew that he couldn't escape.

At this time, the young monk kneeling in front of Yang Lin was already kowtowing like pounding garlic, and after a while, his forehead was red and swollen, but Yang Lin didn't say anything, where did he dare to stop, until the monk's forehead was already bleeding out, Yang Lin finally said "Okay", and the monk finally stopped kowtowing, but his eyes were still full of fear.

"The three of you pretended not to know each other in the teahouse, in fact, you just want to beat me for the idea of casual cultivation" Yang Lin didn't even open his eyes and asked, "Yes, this is my senior brother's idea, because our ancestor's birthday is approaching, and the three of us have not yet been able to get a gift in our hands to celebrate our birthday, so we made this decision, the seniors spare their lives, the younger generations have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, if I knew that the seniors were cultivating to the sky, I wouldn't dare to have a trace of disrespect to the seniors." With that, the monk pressed his head to the ground again.

"Oh, who is your ancestor?" Yang Lin continued to ask, "If you go back to your predecessors, our ancestor is the White Bone Ancestor" The monk hurriedly replied, "White Bone Ancestor?" Yang Lin really hadn't heard of this person.

"Oh, our ancestor is known as the first loose cultivation in the Nine Dragons Sea, the cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but there are dozens of disciples and countless disciples and grandchildren in the hands of no sect and no sect, and they are more powerful and domineering than the Taishang of those big sects, but our ancestor is unusually short-tempered because of the cultivation of the "White Bone Demon Sutra", and the slightest displeasure will kill the monks of our humble disciples, so I will be so concerned about the great birthday of my master, because if we can't get a reasonable gift, our lives are in danger." After the monk finished speaking, he burst into tears, and it seemed that he was living in great fear under the hands of the White Bone Ancestor.

"Huh?" After the monk finished crying, he waited for a long time and didn't see Yang Lin to ask again, and when he plucked up the courage to look, he found that Yang Lin had already left.

"Huh, I finally picked up a life, senior brother, you are so stupid, when you encounter someone who cultivates like this, you still want to escape, isn't this looking for death?" The monk stood up tremblingly, picked up his senior brother's storage bag, and then thought for a while, and suddenly he flew towards the White Bone Ancestor's station with a flash of inspiration and a happy face.

Yang Lin didn't know how much trouble he would cause in the future if he didn't kill this monk today.

At this time, Yang Lin had already summoned the Aoki Sword and flew towards Jiulong Island, which was the center of the Jiulong Sea monks, where most of the senior monks of the Jiulong Sea were concentrated, and only there could Yang Lin get the cultivation opportunity he hoped for, so as to improve his cultivation.

A day later, Yang Lin was still on his way to Kowloon Island, but at this time, there were bursts of cries from the White Bone Ancestor's station, and this cry finally woke up the White Bone Ancestor who was cultivating, "Bastard, who is crying, are you impatient?" The White Bone Ancestor, who was almost a skeleton, was very annoyed, and then a staggering figure ran to the White Bone Ancestor and knelt down.

"Master, disciple is wronged, you always have to be the master for your disciple" The monk who cried was the young monk Yang Lin let go, "Oh, what's going on, let's hear it," the White Bone Ancestor said.

"The disciple and the senior brother and the junior brother in Qiongzhou City originally planned to go bankrupt and buy a passable birthday gift for the ancestor, who knew that the scattered cultivator named Yang Lin relied on his own strength and forcibly snatched our spirit stone, senior brother, he had already said that we are your apprentices, but Yang Lin was not only not afraid but also killed the senior brother and brother, the disciple mixed into the crowd and escaped his life, the ancestor you have to be the master for us" The young monk cried very fiercely.

"How can this be reasonable! My White Bone Ancestor's name, even those great sects, have to give some face, who is Yang Lin? How dare you do this" The White Bone Ancestor was moody, and at this time, he had already been successfully aroused by the young monk's anger.

"He said that he was a loose cultivator", the young monk said, "Loose cultivator! Yang Lin, okay, okay, Ancestor, I remember this name" After speaking, the White Bone Ancestor smashed the young monk's head with one palm, "Hmph, it's damn to wake me up" The White Bone Ancestor entered the cultivation after saying this, and the rest of the monks didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the White Bone Ancestor would slap himself to death with a palm in a fit of anger.

How could the young monk have expected that he would end up like this, Yang Lin didn't kill him, but the White Bone Ancestor slapped him to death, this is true