Chapter 35 Lin'er

(Second update! Please collect it.)

There was a strong enemy outside, and Zhang Yan and others had to make a shrinking turtle and had to stay in the exquisite floating slaughter tower.

Fortunately, Ye Bo's words are very reliable, and the six Mahayana monks have not used their best to bomb the Linglong Futu, and they have not even left a trace of scars.

The strength of the exquisite pagoda can be seen.

Looking at Zhang Yan, who seemed to be very aggrieved, Ye Bo suggested, "Actually, you can practice here. Many wonders of the supreme Buddhist scriptures actually need to be understood here.

Zhang Yan glanced around and said doubtfully, "Here?"

Ye Bodhisattva nodded: "You have only entered the state of mind of disaster, and there are still fearless realms, silence and impurity, three thousand Xumi realms, blis, flowers and delusions... There are things that refine the body, increase the true element, exercise divine consciousness, and so on. But the premise is that you must stick to it and don't be bombed out.

Zhang Yan was stunned and said, "Is it dangerous inside?"

Ye Bo laughed and said, "Don't worry, you won't die."

Zhang Yan thought for a moment and said, "I still won't go. Instead of being beaten and practicing there, it's better to meditate here."

Ye Bo suddenly said, "Are you now in the late Yuanying period?"

Zhang Yan nodded and said, "What's the matter?"

Ye Bo waved his hand and said in a strange tone, "No, I just think it's a pity to miss the opportunity to advance into the divine realm..."

Zhang Yan stood up and shook his body, sat down again, and his eyes were shining and said, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Hey, go meditated, I didn't say anything." Ye Bo closed his eyes leisurely.

Looking at his behaving look, Zhang Yan hated it so much that he had to laugh and said, "I think it's actually good to go up and have a look, right?"

Ye Bo turned over and said slowly, "There's nothing to see up there."

Zhang Yan's forehead was blue and blue, resisted the impulse to walk, and simply said, "It's nothing beautiful. I'm going up too!"

There was a smile on Ye Bo's lips, but he still said in a loose tone, "Then go, don't stand it, cry and come back."

Zhang Yan said angrily, "Let's wait and see!"

With that, Zhang Yan came to the center, looked at the colorful glow on the top, and jumped in without hesitation.

After Zhang Yan left, Lianbao, who had been practicing with his eyes closed in one corner, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Bo very strangely, and laughed and said, "How can you harm him? Even the upper three levels of the virtual monks dare not step on it easily. He is only in his infancy..."

Ye Bo interrupted his words with a wave of hand and said with an evil smile, "I know, but if this is not the case, how can we enter the divine period at a very fast speed? Besides, this is voluntary. Even if he is tortured to death, he can't come out to trouble me, can he?

Lian Bao laughed, and Ye Bo hugged his stomach and rolled on the ground with more smile.

Han Bin, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help shivering and unconsciously moved his body to the distance. These two guys are fucking black!

Han Bin muttered in his heart, but heard Ye Bodhisattva say, "Well, Brother Han Bin, what stunt does the famous brothel you mentioned last time have?"

The two often discuss some interesting things together. Han Bin often used the girl in the brothel to prove his experience, so he always deliberately left a suspense to tease Ye Bo when he was salivating Ye Bo.

But at this time, how dare he hide? He couldn't run all the way to Ye Bo's side and flattered him, flattered him, "You said that the moon is like a girl. Her skin is white and tender and can pinch out water. Her charming eyes are like water, and she smiles cleverly. Her body should be convex and exaggerated, and the concave body is even more concave and shocking, and the skill of that flute is simply..."

Ye Bo gradually became fascinated, and unconsciously showed an extremely obscene smile on his face, and from time to time he made a hei hee laugh...

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After the battle of Mengling Mountain, the ancient continent suddenly became extremely turbulent.

The killing and annexation between sects are staged every day, but the most eye-catching person is Zhang Yan. If it hadn't been for his appearance, the monks from all walks of life who existed in the ancient continent would not have fallen into Mengling Mountain, and the power of their sect would not have plummeted and be in danger.

Nowadays, the ancient mainland monks hate him and fear him... But no one dares to underestimate him anymore.

For a while, Zhang Yan seemed to have become a demon that no one dared to provoke. Even in the mortal world, Zhang Yan's image has been rumored to be the most scary demon, which can stop children from crying...

And at this time of turmoil, the emergence of a sect shocked the whole ancient continent again.

The name of the sect is Wan Jianzong, and the people in the sect are all sword practitioners who have been known as the first attack power in the dust of history!

Wan Jianzong established a sect in Middle-earth and became the first sect in Middle-earth almost instantly. Because they have six magic sword practitioners, thousands of Yuanying sword practitioners, tens of thousands of golden elixir sword practitioners, and decades of ordinary sword practitioners...

It is said that there are still more sword practitioners living on a piece of land far away in the East China Sea, with millions of them!

As soon as this news came out, it seemed to have wings and spread all over the ancient continent in an instant. The name of Wanjian Sect was as loud as the sun.

And Wan Jianzong released the news on the first day of the establishment of the sect. If anyone dares to be the enemy of Zhang Yan, he will be the enemy of Wan Jianzong. This news was like a blockbuster, instantly destroying a fluke in the hearts of those monks who were unwilling to treasure Buddha and demons.

Almost no one dares to shout that they want to touch the Buddha and demon treasure, and almost no sect dares to avenge Zhang Yan for their monks who fell on Mengling Mountain.

Just as Zhang Yan entered the dusty state of mind on the second floor of the Linglong Futu Tower, the disciples of Wanjian Sect walked out of the practice place one after another and came to the huge square outside the hall.

Because today, the six elders at the peak of the gods are going to cross the disaster!

If successful, the Ten Thousand Swords will have six sword cultivations in the virtual period, and this power alone is enough to sweep any force in the ancient continent.

On this day, thunder snakes danced wildly in the Middle-earth air, dark clouds covered the sun, and violent thunder exploded in every inch of Middle-earth air.

Such a thrilling celestial phenomenon naturally attracted everyone's attention. After a brief probe into the news, they learned that the six elders of Wan Jianzong Qingyi, Xia Yichuan, Ningsu, Hua Qingyu, Leng Feng and Master Xiao Cai all ushered in the heavenly disaster that was about to break through the virtual period!

At this time, the prestige of Wan Jianzong reached the highest peak in an instant, and the power of the limelight was unparamountable.

Three days later, the six god-level swords of Wanjianzong successfully crossed the disaster and advanced to the virtual realm.

On the evening of the third day, the void suddenly opened a path, and then more than ten monks who scattered light paced out. Landing in the mountain gate of Wanjianzong.

This scene was almost peeped at by all Middle-earth monks, and they were relieved one after another. They had determined that these people must come from the virtual world and must also be to extradite the six sword practitioners who had already practiced in the virtual period.

So, Wan Jianzong also seems to have lost the most powerful guarantee?

But to everyone's surprise, more than a dozen monks who came from the virtual world have never come out of Wanjianzong...

Three days later, Wan Jianzong suddenly recalled all the sword practitioners who had practiced in the ancient continent and blocked the mountain gate. Almost at the same time, a news that shocked the whole ancient continent spread to everyone: all eleven great monks of Lianxu in the Qingxu Realm were killed, and six Lianxu period monks of Wanjianzong refused to enter the Qingxu realm!

It's an uproar!

The whole monk world was shocked by the fierce methods of Wan Jianzong, and even a faint expectation. If the people in the empty world are killed, they will certainly not give up. Will Wanjianzong bear the endless anger of many great monks in the Qingshi realm?

For a while, the wind and clouds changed endlessly.

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In the evening, the sunset will not go down.

This is a staggered and quiet courtyard. At this time, a beautiful lady with a bun was playing in the courtyard with a staggering child.

The lady's face is beautiful, with a faint smile on her lips, and there is a strong doting in the beautiful eyes of the young boy playing.

"Madam, I'm back!"

A weak middle-aged man rushed into the yard, picked up the child, kissed the child's face, and then smiled at the beautiful woman and said, "Oh, it's better to go home. It's too turbulent outside now."

The beautiful woman took over the middle-aged child, and then said anxiously, "I told you to stay at home, but you didn't stop. Now you complain, right?"

Middle-aged people smiled and said, "Madam taught me a lesson, but fortunately, these happened in Middle-earth, and it has nothing to do with our northern Xinjiang."

When the two entered the room, the beautiful woman handed the child to a maidservant, picked up a bowl of soup and handed it to the middle-aged man. She sat aside and said, "Thus, what's going on outside? You have been gone for half a year, which has bored me.

The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful woman with guilt and said, "There have been too many things in the past six months. It's like the sky has collapsed. The wind and clouds in the ancient continent have suddenly changed."

The beautiful woman originally just complained about her husband for a word or two, but when he said this, she aroused curiosity and quickly asked, "What's going on earth?"

The middle-aged swallowed the soup in a bowl, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed softly, "You stay at home all day and forbid your family to talk about external trifles. Of course, I don't know what happened."

The beautiful woman took a fierce look at the middle-aged man and said anly, "Hurry up."

"Okay, okay, look at your hurry."

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, meditated for a moment, and then said, "Madam, do you still remember the teenager with the treasure of Buddha and demon decades ago?"

The beautiful woman's expression was shocked, her lips were slightly opened, and a trace of trance flashed in her beautiful eyes, and the memories buried in her heart surged into her mind in an instant...

The middle-aged man did not notice the strangeness of his wife and said slowly: "This guy actually appeared on the East China Sea six months ago. After killing several disciples of Dongfumen, one of the three sects in the East China Sea, he fled to the Broken Star City and became a senior array mage named Qingliu Jushi... Later, he was led by the deity monks from all over the ancient continent. Many Yuanying monks under his command are surrounded by Mengling Mountains. Er, what's wrong with you, madam?

Middle-aged suddenly found that his wife's face changed greatly and her body trembled. He was about to ask the reason, but he saw the beautiful woman take a deep breath and said strangely, "You... you go on." There was still a trembling sound in the voice.

He is a middle-aged man, but he has always loved this beautiful wife, and it is not easy to disobey her. At this moment, he continued to say, "Unfortunately, this guy is also a big man with a lot of foreign aid. He killed all the monks present, and his temperament is extremely cold-blooded..."

"You said, why did you comment on other people's character randomly?"

The beautiful woman suddenly scolded anxiously, and then found that something was wrong. She quickly calmed down and said, "Go on."

A trace of inappropriateness rose in the middle-aged's heart, but he didn't know where this inade came from. He immediately muttered, "Later, he came to our Qianyu Sect and slaughtered many monks of Qianyu Sect, and never appeared again."

A trace of disappointment appeared in the beautiful woman's beautiful eyes and muttered, "No more?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "That boy has now become the public enemy of the ancient continent. Naturally, he hides. How dare he appear blatantly? All right, madam, let's have a rest. With that, he wanted to take his wife into his arms.

"Don't touch me!"

The beautiful woman's expression changed dramatically. She dodged the middle-aged arm like avoiding a poisonous snake. She screamed, and the sound was so loud that it even spread to the courtyard accident.

The middle-aged man's face was dark, but he suppressed his anger, snorted fiercely, and slammed the door out.

At this time, at the beginning of night, only the beautiful woman sat alone in the room. A fiery red lantern has been hung in the courtyard, covering the room with a faint and hazy light.

An old man came in with a young child in his arms and stood quietly on one side.

The beautiful woman didn't seem to notice it at all. She looked stunned, sometimes showing a sweet smile, and sometimes her gloomy eyes were full of resentment, but more endlessly.

I don't know how long it took, the old man finally couldn't help saying, "Xuehen, I thought you would have forgotten him long ago, but now it seems..."

There was a trace of complexity on the old man's face. "I blame you for forcing you to do this, but now it can't be saved. You'd better break this thought early."

The beautiful woman in front of her is Lan Xuehen. Decades have passed, she has become someone else's wife and has her own child.

"How can I... forget him?"

Lan Xuehen raised his chin in one hand and seemed to be crazy.

The old man left sadly, and the young child was left in the room.

This little guy named Lin'er stood beside Lan Xuehen and whispered, "Mom, isn'er Lin's not obedient to make you angry? Lin'er promised that she would not be naughty again.

Lan Xuehen looked at Lin'er in a daze, and suddenly held Lin'er tightly in his arms, and his eyes silently overflowed with pearl-like tears.

"Lin'er, is it good for your mother to take you to meet an uncle? Let's just see him and go home, okay?"

Lin'er nodded fiercely and said crisply, "As long as my mother is not angry, it's okay to see many uncles."

Lan Xuehen was laughed, and then said in a trance, "We don't want so many uncles, we want that cruel uncle."

Lin'er said, "Is uncle a bad guy?"

Lan Xuehen twisted Lin'er's nose and said softly, "He's not a bad guy, he can only be regarded as a fool."

Lin'er said with a smile, "My mother always scolds Lin'er's little fool. Is that uncle more stupid than Lin'er?"

Lan Xuehen couldn't help bursting into tears and choking, "He...he is much more stupid than you!"