Chapter 1035 Dead Flame Pool

Chapter 135 As the war subsided, in the next few days, the Yan Temple gradually calmed down. Because of the need to rebuild the city, the whole city seemed to be hot. Countless disciples of the Yan Temple shuttled through it, and the magnificent appearance was extremely spectacular.

During the reconstruction of Huoyan City, Lin Dong also chose to stay here temporarily. Although he was eager to see Xiao Diao Xiaoyan, the so-called sharpening the knife did not cost cutting materials, and the necessary rest was indispensable.

On a stone platform near the towering peak in the center of the city, Lin Dong sat peacefully and sat here. He happened to be able to overlook the whole fire city condescendingly. The pervasive vitality made him unable to get a lazy waist, feeling that the bones had become quite because of the extremely leisurely rest these days. Crispy.

Now he is a distinguished guest of the Temple of Yan, and his treatment is very good. However, because the Temple of Yan is too busy today, he has not been entertained in the past few days. Not to mention Moro, even Tang Xinlian just hurriedly looked at him as he was still alive, and left in a hurry. Speaking of which, the whole Tang Xinlian is obviously more in charge than Moro, but this girl does have this ability.

"The bones are really soft..."

Lin Dong twisted his neck and sighed. Then he suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at the red light flashing in the distance. After a moment, a bright shadow appeared in front of him.

"Have you had a good rest these days?" Tang Xinlian's hand opened the red hair on the side of her face and looked at the lazy Lin Dong with a smile.

"You finally remember that I'm still here..." Lin Dong said angrily. He thought these guys had forgotten him.

"Because of what happened before, Huoyan City has been completely destroyed, and it is quite troublesome to rebuild, and after suffering from this loss, the lack of defense force of our Yan Temple has also been exposed, so we also need to rectify it."

Tang Xinlian explained. As soon as she saw Lin Dong's slightly curled corners of her mouth, she smiled and said, "Well, I apologize for neglecting you these days... Aren't there a few ancient beauties? I thought you would live a comfortable life.

"They have their own family affairs. How can they stay here for too long, and your words are a little ambiguous. I'm just friends with them." Lin Dong said helplessly.

When Tang Xinlian heard the words, the smile on her face seemed to be more and more mobilized, but Lin Dong did not entangle too much on it. He looked up and asked, "What's the matter with me now?"

"Hmm." Tang Xinlian nodded. She looked at Lin Dong with beautiful eyes and frowned slightly and said, "You broke through to the mysterious realm of death in the war before. Generally speaking, after the breakthrough, you must first stabilize the realm. Although you can also fight, you fought hard on that day and fought too hard. Master said that this will definitely leave some sequelae."

Lin Dong's eyes narrowed slightly and immediately nodded silently. In the past few days, his state has gradually recovered. However, although he has now entered the mysterious realm of death, he feels that the internal force of [body] is slightly floating, and this is the manifestation of instability. Once there is an error, it is easy to return to the mysterious realm of

"This can only come slowly." Lin Dongdao, the stabilization period after the breakthrough is quite important. Once it is missed, it is always a little troublesome to make up for it.

"You will soon go to the demon realm, which is also not a good place, and it is also the world of monsters. Human beings are there, and it is easy to be targeted. If you go in this state, you will inevitably suffer losses." Tang Xinlian frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with Lin Dong's perfunctory.

"Then what can you do?" Lin Dong said helplessly.

When Tang Xinlian heard the words, she gently hugged her slender jade arms to her chest, looked at Lin Dong with a smile, and joked, "Do you want to know?"

Lin Dong looked at Tang Xinlian, who pretended to beg me if she wanted to know, but he couldn't help laughing. The commander of the Yan Temple Army, who usually seemed to be steady and refined, would have such a daughter.

"I'll ask Elder Moro." However, Lin Dong obviously did not eat Tang Xinlian's suit. He immediately got up slowly and walked to the Temple of Yan.

Tang Xinlian looked at the oily Lin Dong. She bit her red lips gently with her teeth, and her bright eyes were full of resentment. She immediately stamped her feet with hatred, and then followed and said, "Have you heard of the Dead Yanlingchi?"

Lin moved his feet. He had a slight impression of the name. It seemed to belong to a treasure pool belonging to the Yan Temple. It is said that in the dead pond, there is an extremely pure dead spirit. This kind of death spirit is not artificial forged, but extracted from the depths of the earth, which is extremely rare. For the strong in the dead Great benefit. The benefits.

"As far as I know, the "Dead Yan Pool" of your temple seems to open only once a year, right? And it must be the core members who have made great contributions to the sect to enjoy..." Lin Dong hesitated.

"You can join our Temple of Yan. Anyway, you are alone..." Tang Xinlian stared at Lin Dong with bright eyes, and the expectation in her eyes was not concealed at all.

"I heard from my master that you have a great grudge against the Yuanmen in Dongxuanyu, right? As long as you become a person of the Yan Temple, when you return to the East Xuanyu, I will take the army to help you step on the Yuanmen!"

Lin paused slowly. He raised his head with a complicated look and whispered, "Sorry, I don't want to join other sectarian forces."

Although the way of leaving the Eastern Xuanyu was extremely embarrassing, he came out of there after all. At the beginning, he was like a super sect in his eyes. Now in his opinion, he may have lost that kind of mystery and deterrence, but many of his skills have been learned from the sect called Taoism.

In the battle of the alien demon realm, although Ying Xuanzi took the overall situation and avoided the war, Lin Dong always understood that the Taoist sect as a whole was not as strong as the Yan Temple, and Ying Xuanzi was not a master like Moro, who was comparable to the reincarnation. He did not have the confidence to compete with the three giants

Strong behavioral warfare will only make Taoism pay the price of blood.

In the end, Lin Dong chose to automatically withdraw from the Taoist Sect, but he also knew that the connection between the two could not be so simple to break. When he saw the girl who tried her best to protect him and gave up her proud eyes and pleaded in the alien city, he understood so clearly.

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Lin Dong took a deep breath, suppressed the tover memory in his mind, and then turned his head to look at Tang Xinlian beside him, shrugging his shoulders slightly apologetically.

"I'm just talking about it. Don't worry, whether you are from the Yan Temple or not, I... Master said I would help you."

Tang Xinlian nodded with a smile and immediately accelerated her pace: "Hurry up, Master, they are waiting for us."

Lin Dong looked at Tang Xinlian's touching and graceful shadow in front of him, and could only sigh in his heart, and then followed.

Today's Yan Temple, the defense is obviously much stricter than before. The dense patrols cross, and the keen perceptions are also sweeping back and forth. Even a fly can't sneak into it.

Under the leadership of Tang Xinlian, Lin Dong was unimpeded, followed the former all the way, smoothly through the heavy defense, and finally reached the deepest part of the Yan Temple.

When the huge door was pushed open, the first thing that appeared in Lin Dong's eyes was a black waterfall that fell straight down. This waterfall was extremely strange. At the back, there was an endless abyss, and I didn't know where it was going, and the waterfall was in a reverse state. The black water huā, pouring from the Then it fell from the top of the waterfall and finally fell into a huge black pool below.

And the most strange thing is that such a huge waterfall fell, but there was no ripple in the black pool. The whole pool had no fluctuation, and a pool of stagnant water was strangely quiet.

On the edge of the black pool, the two figures are already standing still, it is Moro and Qing pheasant.

"Are you coming?" When the two just walked in, Moro smiled, turned around and looked at the two people coming, saying.

Lin moved to the black pool, and then he could find that on the surface of the pool, there was a black flame rising, a kind of heinously pure dead gas fluctuation, turned into black gas, curling up.

"Is this the dead pond?" Lin Dong looked at the dark pool curiously and said.

"Hmm."

Qing pheasant nodded with a smile and said, "This can not only completely stabilize your realm, but also has a lot of benefits for your Qingtian dragon formula. However, this dead fire pond is only opened once a year. Originally, there was still some time before it was opened this year, and Moro is still reluctant to open it now." He said at Lose a lot of power in the dead spirit pool"

"Alas, it's not surprising that the green pheasant will let me open the dead pond for you." Moro curled his lips, but glanced at Tang Xinlian, who was slightly blushing, and said, " Even this girl doesn't think about the Temple of Yan, which makes me very unhappy."

"Lin Dong is unstable because he helped us deal with the wolf demon general. We have the responsibility to help him solve this trouble, otherwise it will spread out. Who else dares to help us in the Yan Temple in the future?" However, Tang Xinlian is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although her cheeks are a little red, if there is some reason and evidence, she still blocked Moro back.

"Thank you, Elder Moro... and Miss Xinlian." Lin Dong was a little moved and hugged his boxing.

Moro waved his hand and said, "Kid, I have to tell you first. Do you see those black flames in it? This is condensed from the extremely pure dead air. You will sit on the stone platform in the pool later. Once I start the dead spirit pool, these dead air will be led by your [body] internal anger, and then gather to shock you and wash your body.

"This kind of erosion will strengthen the dead spirit in your [body], so as to stabilize the realm and strengthen the body, but this is also risky. Here the dead spirit is too pure, and the dead spirit itself is a destructive force. If you can't bear it, it will cause physical necrosis, and then it can only become the body of the It's..."

Lin was slightly shocked. This thing really has a lot of risks.

"Since the establishment of the Temple of Yan, there have been eight strong people in the mysterious world who have been destroyed by this dead Yanling pool, and there are only four people who can persist in ten ways of death. Well, over the years... Only one person has completely survived the number of forty-nine ways."

"Forty-nine... Who is it?"

Lin Dong couldn't help asking, this dead Yanling pool can even destroy the body of the strong man in the mysterious realm, which obviously has extremely terrible destructive power, and it is obviously extremely difficult to withstand forty-nine washes in it.

"The one next to you." The green pheasant laughed.

Lin Dong turned his head slightly, and then he saw Tang Xinlian's smiling beautiful cheek. This girl... is really awesome.

"You should start, too."

Moro waved his hand and said jokingly, "Kid, don't be compared by Xinlian, or the green pheasant's old face will be lost."

Lin Dong looked at Moro, who seemed to be waiting for a good play, and was slightly speechless. Then he looked up at the dead pool in front of him, and the blood seemed to boil a little.

"In that case, let me have a try. How difficult this thing is!"

Lin Dong laughed and immediately no longer delayed. With a little toes, his figure fell on the stone platform under the waterfall in the gaze of the three people of Moro!

(The second one will be very late.) To be continued