"A magic weapon, a magic weapon, a magic weapon!"
In the room, following the ray of moonlight that penetrated, a trace of cold sweat suddenly broke out on the forehead of the monk surnamed Fang.
He was very happy, but he was so happy that he was afraid.
I thought about coming here to get more of the wine I had tasted before, but I never expected that I missed a magic weapon.
If it was just a magic weapon, that's all. When his eyes fell on the bookshelf, he was surprised to find that those seemingly ordinary paintings were actually magic weapons.
The inkstone on the desk is even more outrageous, reaching the level of a magic weapon.
One or two items may be a coincidence, but so many magic weapons are all piled up in this room...
This is definitely not a coincidence.
At this moment, the initial contempt in the heart of the monk named Fang has still disappeared, and what is left is only deep fear.
The real owner of this house is absolutely extraordinary, and is most likely an old monster hiding in the world of mortals.
"Let's go, let's go quickly."
Thinking like this, the monk surnamed Fang quickly walked out of the house.
However, he had just left the room and was about to fly away in the air when he saw a half-white old man wearing a white gown appearing in the yard.
The old man looked like he had been awakened. The monk surnamed Fang could even see the tired look on his face.
“It must be that I was shocked by the magic weapon in the room just now, and leaked a trace of my breath, alarming this mortal.”
Thinking like this, the face of the monk surnamed Fang became ugly, and he heard the mortal opposite him speak after hesitating for half a moment.
"You want to leave without asking for help. If this is the case, it will be difficult for Lin to explain to the owner of this place."
"What do you want, sir?"
< br>Hearing this, the monk surnamed Fang's face darkened and he asked.
“Leave what you took, or offer gold or silver.”
"That's all..."
The monk surnamed Fang's eyes moved.
“That’s all.”
Jin Yi said calmly.
“This is a thousand taels of silver, which should be worth the price.”
"Not enough."
Facing the gaze of the monk surnamed Fang, Lin Yi said.
"This can only buy one painting."
"That's the case..."
After hearing these words, the monk surnamed Fang pondered for a moment, It suddenly became extremely cold.
"Then go die!"
In an instant, a cold ice blade whizzed out of the hands of the monk surnamed Fang and ran directly towards Ji Yi.
“Kakaka!”
In just a blink of an eye, in the eyes of the monk surnamed Fang, the mortal body filled with decay turned into a lifelike Ice sculpture.
“A mere mortal can be so greedy.”
"Why do you have to do this? You only need to pay an extra thousand taels of silver or just take away one of the items. Why do you need to kill people?"
Just when the monk surnamed Fang was about to leave, suddenly, A plain voice suddenly came out.
As he said these words, the monk surnamed Fang saw the mortal who should have turned into an ice sculpture, still standing in the distance without any hindrance.
"This is..."
"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, senior."
Seeing this scene, the monk surnamed Fang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly begged for mercy loudly.
But the moment he turned around, his whole person was frozen in place and completely lost consciousness.
"Lin, I haven't killed anyone for many years, hey!"
Seeing the soul of the monk surnamed Fang, Lin Yi sighed helplessly and immediately started searching for the soul.
Actually, it is not that no monks have strayed into his place in recent years.
But except for a few who were willing to put down their gold and silver to buy magic weapons, or to plead guilty and leave, no one had ever become as violent as the monk in front of them.
“If you were in another place, you might be able to continue pretending, but this place was cast by Lin in an illusion, and this illusion can affect the nature of the monks.
Therefore, you should continue to be cautious. You can't continue to be cautious."
After turning the body of the monk surnamed Fang into ashes, Lin Yi returned to his environment again and began to sleep like a normal person. Thirty years' time.
In the past thirty years, he has been slowly aging like a mortal.
But underneath the body that seems to be getting older, there are still the peak cultivation level of Nascent Soul, as well as the three ways of artistic conception that he has mastered over the years.
The artistic conception of emotion comes from the seven emotions and six desires. Wherever the artistic conception is shrouded, whether monks or mortals, they will respect the most primitive seven emotions and six desires.
The artistic conception of true and false, this state can reverse the true and false.
It may be a little mysterious to say it this way.
In short, as long as his cultivation level is not higher than that of Lin Yi, or his true and false artistic conception cannot be broken, then Lin Yi will be invincible in the place where the artistic conception is shrouded.
As for the last artistic conception, it is the artistic conception of fantasy.
This artistic conception is similar to the artistic conception of true and false, but it is another extreme, pure illusion.
It can be said that throwing away the few spiritual objects left, as long as Lin Yi is willing, he can step into the realm of becoming a god.
“It’s just that, after all, something is missing.”
Before going to sleep, Ji Yi secretly thought in his heart.
In addition to the three artistic conceptions that he has mastered, Ji Yi always feels that he is still missing something about the causal artistic conception that he is currently comprehending.
He can feel that the more artistic conception he masters under Transformation, it will be of great benefit to him once he steps into Transformation.
This kind of reason has no basis, but for Ji Yi, it is an extremely affirmative one.
After all, when he has reached this point in his practice, what he is pursuing is no longer simply becoming a god.
From the memory of the monk surnamed Fang, Lin Yi knew that the world of immortality seemed to be not peaceful recently, and he suspected that there might be a war in the world of immortality soon.
The reason for this is mainly because there are many places that have been eroded by the evil spirit.
In these places that have been eroded by the evil spirit, all life has become extinct.
The viciousness of his methods made the monk surnamed Fang suspect that someone from the devil's path was practicing martial arts.
For this reason, whether it is Tianji Sect or other nearby sects, they are sending various monks to search everywhere.
The reason why the monk surnamed Fang appears here is not because he has also been assigned, but simply because he does not want to be used as cannon fodder and sent to death.
That’s why I chose to take refuge in Zhao State, which has not had any accidents so far.
After all, Tianji Sect claims to have the final say in the secrets of heaven. Whenever a demonic monk appears in Zhao Kingdom, he will be deduced by the people of Tianji Sect immediately.
“Thirty years ago, when I was in Tiannanhai City, I heard that the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World was not at peace now, but this had nothing to do with me.
Even though it was the Immortal Cultivation World The war has nothing to do with Lin.
If a war really breaks out, it would be a good time to take advantage of this opportunity to learn more about the Yuhua Immortal Sect and the Immortal Conferment. ”
Thinking like this, Ji Yi fell into sleep completely.
When people are old, it will be very bad if they go to bed late.
……
A few days later, early morning.
"Mr. Lin, I have some pancakes that have just been made. Do you want to try them? When you eat wontons with a pancake, it tastes so delicious."
"Mr. Lin, the fried dough sticks you mentioned before I've made it, why don't you I want to try it and see if it tastes like this.”
……
When Lin Yi stepped out of the door, the crowds on both sides of the street were recommending their own products. Or food.
In response to these, Lin also smiled.
After staying here for a long time, I watched those familiar faces improve my life and get better and better.
This made him gradually forget a little about the previous incident of the immortal cultivator disrupting the situation.
"Mr. Lin, you are here to drink again, the guy from the shopkeeper..."
At noon, all the drinking friends in Baiyun Restaurant were saying hello, and suddenly they looked at Ji Yi, who was about to enter, stood outside the door and looked at the blue sky.
“You man, your talk must have made Mr. Lin angry.”
"Mr. Lin is so open-minded. How could he stop because of your words and mine? There must be other changes. Go out and have a look."
As he said this, a group of familiar drinking friends Then he came outside the restaurant.
"This is..."
Just at this glance, everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and an indescribable trembling feeling roared at this moment.
……(End of this chapter)