In Lin Lang's field of vision, information about the mysterious "saint" appeared:
【Zhong Qinglan】
[Appearance: 9.7 points]
【Charging: 0 times】
【Loyalty: 10%】
【Refund rate: 300】
【Combat Power: S】
Um?
9.7 points of appearance!
Still 0 charges!
Suddenly, Lin Lang's heart moved——
"S-level combat power is pretty good...but unfortunately, that's all."
……
"Brother, kneel down quickly!"
At this time!
The man kneeling at Lin Lang's feet pulled up Lin Lang's pants again and said in a low voice:
"On the day when the saint travels, she will often give the Tongmai Pill!"
"If you eat it, you can open up your meridians and become a warrior!"
"This is an opportunity that many people dream of! It's okay if you're not interested, but don't spoil the saint's interest and harm us!"
After hearing this, Lin Lang felt even more ridiculous and couldn't help but sneered:
"What's wrong with becoming a warrior?"
Lin Lang awakened the martial arts holy body when his physical body was strengthened five times——
This is already the top qualification in martial arts practice!
But for Lin Lang, who is a treasure...
Nothing special!
He had also used the power of the Martial Arts Holy Body once before when he killed the "Black Dragon".
Haven't used it since.
……
And just as Lin Lang was talking to that man.
The massive team was getting closer and closer, and was already in front of them.
The saint in the sedan seemed to have noticed something strange here, and looked slightly sideways.
"Bold!"
That voice, as thin as a eunuch's, exploded without warning again!
Everyone's eyes were turned towards Lin Lang and others.
Lin Lang's eyes also swept over and locked onto the man with a white face and no beard——
【Wu Ji】
【Combat Power: B++】
[Superpower: Regeneration (Level 7)]
The man named Wu Ji's face darkened, he took a step forward and scolded:
"Who are you? Why don't you kneel down when you see the saint? Don't you know that this is a great disrespect to the saint?"
His voice echoed around, making the surrounding air seem to tremble slightly. His eyes were full of arrogance and anger, as if not kneeling to the Saint was an unforgivable crime in his eyes.
The corners of Lin Lang's mouth raised slightly, outlining a curve full of disdain. His gaze seemed to penetrate Wu Ji, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant, and he said casually:
"Humph, the person who is qualified to make me kneel has not been born in this world yet!"
"Huh?"
When Wu Ji heard this, the anger on his face instantly solidified, replaced by a trace of imperceptible shock and hesitation.
His eyes narrowed slightly, thinking to himself:
"Is there some unfathomable background behind this guy being so arrogant? Otherwise, how could he dare to be so presumptuous in front of this saint?"
A trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously took a small step back, as if he wanted to keep a little distance from Lin Lang, just in case.
After a moment of silence, Wu Ji cleared his throat, tried to sound calmer, and asked:
"You...what is your level of martial arts?"
As he spoke, he stared at Lin Lang closely, trying to capture a hint of useful information from the other party's expression and reaction. His hands also clenched his fists subconsciously, as if if Lin Lang made the slightest move, he would immediately Take action.
Lin Lang hesitated slightly:
"Martial arts cultivation?"
The word was really unfamiliar to him.
Wu Ji's heart sank: "You... you are not a warrior?"
Lin Lang shrugged, folded his hands on his chest, and said indifferently:
"So what if it's not? Do you think you can't speak if you're not a warrior?"
"Besides, aren't you a warrior?"
Obviously, he didn't take Wu Ji seriously at all.
Wu Ji's face turned red instantly, veins popped out on his forehead, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
He turned his head suddenly and roared loudly at the group of men behind him:
"Come here! Get these helpless people! How dare you be so arrogant here when you are a mere unknown person who is not a warrior! You simply don't take me seriously!"
His voice became shrill and harsh with anger, and his whole body trembled slightly with anger, as if he had been greatly insulted.
After hearing the order, the group of subordinates immediately swarmed forward and surrounded Lin Lang and others. Everyone had a fierce expression on their face!
……
At this time, the air seemed to be condensed with a thick atmosphere of tension, and not even a breath of wind could penetrate.
Lu Suran was close to Lin Lang, her hands unconsciously holding the corners of her clothes, her body trembling slightly, her eyes full of fear and uneasiness, and her lips turning white. She was obviously frightened by this tense situation.
Ding Xinrou, on the other hand, has a tall and straight posture, eyes as firm as an eagle, and one hand resting steadily on the handle of the knife!
Like a cheetah ready to attack, as long as there is the slightest disturbance, it will draw its sword without hesitation and stand up for Lin Lang.
"Stop!"
A clear but majestic shout suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the sound and saw the saint sitting on the sedan chair.
When Wu Ji heard the saint's voice, his body trembled. He turned around quickly and shouted at his men at the top of his lungs:
"Stop it! Didn't you hear the saint's instructions?"
There was a hint of flattery in that voice, and there was also a deep respect for the saint, which was in sharp contrast to the cruelty towards Lin Lang and others just now.
The saint's eyes lightly swept over Lin Lang and the other three, with a trace of imperceptible curiosity flashing in her eyes, and then she said calmly:
"What does it matter if he doesn't kneel if he doesn't want to? There's no need to go to war over it."
Her voice was soft but contained an irresistible power, as if her words were an unbreakable will.
Wu Ji lowered his head and Nuonuo said yes. There was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face. He leaned forward slightly, acting extremely submissive, and said softly:
"What the saint said is absolutely true. It was my subordinate who was rude."
But when he raised his head slightly, he glared at Lin Lang and the others fiercely, as if he wanted to eat them alive, full of resentment and unwillingness.
Lin Lang caught Wu Ji's eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a bright smile. The smile was a bit provocative and a bit proud, as if to say:
"What can you do to me?" When Wu Ji saw this, the anger in his heart suddenly became more intense. He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned white from the exertion, and his teeth clenched as he secretly swore , we must find an opportunity to teach this guy who knows nothing about heaven and earth a lesson.
……
But this time.
The saint's red lips opened slightly and she whispered a few instructions to the men beside her.
Immediately.
I saw a maid carefully bringing out an exquisite tray. On the tray, ten pills were neatly arranged. The pills were round and smooth, exuding a faint luster. The fragrance of the medicine instantly filled the air, attracting everyone's attention.
"Tongmai Dan!"
Someone shouted loudly, and in an instant, the crowd was in chaos.
Everyone showed greed on their faces, with fiery light shining in their eyes. Without hesitation, they knelt on their knees and rushed towards the saint like a tide, shouting constantly:
"The saint has mercy, please give me medicine!"
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The sounds came and went, deafening, as if they were about to break through the sky.
When Wu Ji saw this, his face darkened, he quickly stepped forward and shouted loudly:
"Everyone, please be quiet! The number of elixirs is limited, and everything is arranged by the saint!"
His voice was as loud as a bell, and his eyes revealed a fierce light. He glanced back and forth among the crowd, trying to intimidate everyone with his majesty.
However, the saint seemed not to have heard the noise. She turned slightly sideways, approached a maid next to her, and whispered a few words softly.
The maid looked respectful, nodded repeatedly, and then led three attendants, holding three pills in their hands, and walked straight towards Lin Lang and the others with light steps.
"The saint gave you the medicine, but you still don't accept it?"
The maid walked up to Lin Lang and said softly.
Her voice was soft and melodious, yet clearly audible in the noisy environment.
Wu Ji's eyes widened, his face full of shock. His mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.
After a moment, he stammered and asked:
"Holy girl, this...why is this? Why do you want to give the medicine to them?"
His voice was full of doubts and unwillingness, and his eyes were full of confusion and jealousy. He stared at the three pills as if they were his beloved things that had been taken away for no reason.
Everyone also cast surprised glances and whispered to each other:
"These people are disrespectful to the saint and refuse to even kneel down. Why are they rewarded by the saint instead? What is the reason for this?"
Everyone's eyes were full of doubts and envy, and even a hint of jealousy.
The Holy Goddess looked calm, and her eyes swept over the crowd lightly, finally falling on Lin Lang, and said slowly:
"Not afraid of the strong and proud, this kind of courage is really rare. In him, I saw the character that a warrior should truly have! Therefore, I am willing to give him a chance to embark on the path of a warrior. ”
Her voice was not loud, but her words were clear, hitting everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.
When Wu Ji heard this, the fire of jealousy burned in his heart, burning him to the core.
His hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves, his nails dug into his palms, and his face turned white and red.
He wanted to open his mouth to refute, but looking at the unquestionable look in the saint's eyes, he finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.
It's just that ugly face, like the haze before a storm, so gloomy that it can almost drip water.
Just when everyone was staring at Lin Lang and the others with envy, as if they were holding rare treasures in their hands, Lin Lang's expression remained as usual, calm and calm.
He stretched out his hand and took the elixir steadily. His movements were neither fast nor slow, without any trembling or eagerness.
After acquiring the elixir, he placed it in the palm of his hand. His eyes instantly became focused and sharp, like an experienced connoisseur examining a precious antique.
He first gently turned the elixir and carefully observed its color and texture from all angles, as if he wanted to see through every detail of the elixir.
Then, he slowly approached the elixir, closed his eyes, and sniffed it gently, frowning slightly, as if he was trying to capture the information contained in every scent emitted by the elixir.
How could they know?
Lin Lang is very accomplished in alchemy and can be called an expert!
He even single-handedly built the Shendan Pavilion in Xingfu Community in Mingyue City!
I already know the characteristics, formulas, and effects of various types of elixirs very well!
With his keen perception and rich experience, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with the elixir.
After careful inspection, Lin Lang was convinced that this pill was definitely not the legendary pill that could open up meridians and help people become warriors.
He raised his head slightly, looked straight at the Saint, without the slightest fear or flinching in his eyes, and asked calmly and calmly:
"What kind of elixir is this?"
When Wu Ji saw this, he jumped out like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
His face was full of anger and ferocity, and he roared loudly:
"Bold madman! The Holy Lady gave you the medicine, which is a blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes. Instead of kneeling down quickly to thank you, you dare to question the Holy Lady here. Do you know what kind of God-given gift this is? You are like this Such behavior is simply reckless!”
His voice was sharp and harsh, resounding all around, and every word seemed to be filled with endless anger and accusation.
However, Lin Lang seemed not to hear Wu Ji's noise, as if he was just a fly buzzing around and not worth his attention.
His eyes were still firmly fixed on the saint, and he continued to say in a neither humble nor condescending manner:
"There is no ingredient in this elixir to clear the meridians. It is related to my own safety. If you don't explain its origin and efficacy clearly, how can I dare to take it rashly?"
His tone was calm, as if he was bargaining with the vegetable seller.
At this time!
The saint's maid stepped forward and explained on the saint's behalf:
"Do you think becoming a warrior is easy?"
"This elixir is a marrow-cleansing elixir. Its efficacy is extraordinary. It can wash away the impurities and old energy in your body. However, at the same time, all the superpowers you had before will be lost!"< br>
"Only after passing the baptism of this marrow-cleansing pill can you be qualified to step into the threshold of a warrior!"
"Then, take the Tongluo Pill to dredge the meridians! Only in this way will you have a chance to become a true warrior."
As the maid spoke, she looked at Lin Lang with a slightly scrutinizing look!
As if waiting for him to understand the stakes involved, he gratefully took the elixir.
After hearing these words, Lin Lang frowned slightly, and the original calmness on his face was replaced by a hint of waning interest.
He shook his head slightly and said nonchalantly:
"You have to give up your hard-earned superpowers before you have a chance to become a warrior, and success is not necessarily guaranteed? Who would be willing to do such a loss-making business?"
As he spoke, he played with the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his hand, as if he was holding an ordinary stone.
When Wu Ji heard this, he was so angry that he was shaking all over. He couldn't bear it anymore. His face turned red, veins popped up on his neck, and he cursed:
"Asshole! You know nothing! Who wouldn't want to? There are so many people who are willing! Becoming a warrior is a matter of reaching the sky in one step. From then on, you can be superior to others. Walking sideways in this world, a little risk is nothing. ? You are so ignorant and hopeless! ”
Then!
Wu Ji quickly turned around again, bowed respectfully to the saint, and said with a flattering face:
"Saint Girl, this person is too arrogant and ignorant. With such a narrow vision, he is not qualified to be a warrior at all! I hope the Saint Girl will not waste such precious elixirs on him again, lest he be like this So bad.”
But facing Lin Lang who disobeyed her again and again, the saint did not get angry.
There was still some peace and patience in her eyes.
She waved her hand gently to signal Wu Jimo to stop talking, then looked at Lin Lang with gentle eyes, and explained in a soft voice:
"Your talent is really good. I can see the extraordinary in your bones. As long as you take this marrow-cleansing pill, I will give you a high-grade Tongluo Pill. With such help, you will have a chance to become a warrior." , but it’s as high as 90%. Not everyone can have such an opportunity.”
Her words were full of persuasion, and she seemed to sincerely hope that Lin Lang could seize this rare opportunity.
Lin Lang chuckled, his eyes full of disdain, and responded with a bit of sarcasm in his tone:
"Only 90%? What's the difference between this and dying? You'd better find someone else." (End of Chapter)