The insect master is the public enemy of the entire human race. If word spreads, then it will not only be a problem for the Hua family, but the entire human sect may take action to kill him. At that time, even if he is a golden elixir, it will be difficult
Escape from genocide.
So choose one of the two rights.
As long as there is a slight possibility, Hua Yunu will die.
"That's the end of this matter. Please stay here for a few more days and wait until the Hua family takes the next step before distributing the rewards." Lin Xin said through the voice message. After saying this, he felt that there were obviously several malicious people.
His gaze fell on him, but he didn't know who it was.
It was right not to reveal his wealth. If he hadn't been forced to do so this time, he wouldn't have wanted to expose his financial resources like this.
It's a pity that God did not fulfill people's wishes.
This time, Lin Xin had a vague intention of leaving the villa.
He has stayed in the villa for so long that he even regards the entire Yuefu realm as his hometown. He married a wife and had children, and now he has several grandchildren.
After all the real people dispersed, Lin Xin and King Porcelain returned to the inner hall together. The senior management of the villa stayed with his parents and others to ensure the safety of his relatives at all times.
Lin Zhen's two wives and two little kids stood together happily. When they saw Lin Xin entering the door, the two children started to babble. I don't know if it was because of Lin Xin's clothes or some other reason.
Both children opened their hands and wanted to be hugged by him.
Walking over gently, Lin Xin carefully held one in each hand.
"Good boy~ He's already so big."
"Thanks to grandpa, the little guy is still healthy and has never been sick." The child's mother also said happily.
Lin Xin casually asked about his grandson's situation, and while chatting, he felt some different and abnormal feelings in his heart.
What he has brought to Lingxin Villa is actually enough. Now the Villa has accumulated more wealth than can be used up in several lifetimes. Even the power network has penetrated deeply into the Songlin Sword Sect, and its influence has reached a complete level.
The level of qualitative change cannot be matched even by some century-old families.
A new group of village masters such as Nan Shunqing have grown up, and they no longer need a village owner like him to be in charge, enough to achieve self-sufficiency.
"Perhaps it's time to retire after success." As soon as Lin Xin's thought came to his mind, something strange took hold.
He gently teased his little grandson, sat on the main seat with the Porcelain King, and chatted. But in his heart, he was already thinking about how to retire.
Now he brings more troubles and risks to the villa than enough security and stability.
But practice cannot stay in one place forever.
The more he studied and studied a large number of classics from the Double-faced Kingdom, the more he felt that his observation of the nature of the world was too little, so that he just looked at many things without much deep understanding.
"Maybe it's time to go for a walk."
As soon as this idea appeared in my mind, it stuck there.
A little later, the Porcelain King was sent away. He entered the alchemy room alone in the evening and continued to use a large amount of resources to cultivate and feed Yinmantuo. The Kirin move required Yinmantuo's full cooperation.
He himself cannot estimate the specific power of Qilin. It is not a fixed move, but more of a special state. If it is strong, then that state will be strong enough. If it is weak, then that state will be strong enough.
will be weak.
Standing by the stove in the alchemy room, he calmed down and picked up some precious materials he had collected to build the foundation. For him at this time, he had enough financial resources so that he didn't have to worry about finding the materials.
The three things in front of you, the golden dragon root, the river scale, and the white flower, are all third-level treasures of heaven and earth, and are also the basic materials that monks generally need to build foundations. Each of them requires ordinary monks to fight to the death to collect them.
Many monks only use one thing to build a foundation. The chance of success is pitifully small, only 20% at most. But if the other two are added, there is a full 70 to 80% chance of building a foundation.
"It's just that the two most critical things are missing." Lin Xin looked at the materials in front of him. These three plus some fine materials were used to prepare a medicinal solution. Used to bathe the body, it can have the effect of rebirth.
By integrating it into the dragon bone, you can achieve the true Dragon King Daoji.
But the key to all this requires one most important thing.
That is Yangquan.
After staring at the three things in front of him for a moment, Lin Xin slowly put away the box.
"Yangquan, every underworld relies on it as the core. Without it as flesh and blood, it is impossible to build the Tao foundation. It seems that I have to go back to the sect."
What he was thinking about at this time was that there were so many aborigines in Youfu who had never heard of Yangquan, so how did they break through the foundation building stage?
Gently placing the box into the secret compartment, Lin Xin turned around and prepared to leave the secret room.
Suddenly, a bright sword light flashed away and stabbed into his throat.
The light of the sword was like an arrow leaving the string. It was all white and as slender as a needle, with a delicate white light emitting from the whole body.
Lin Xin quickly drew his sword to resist and stabbed forward.
Bloody light flashed, and his vision suddenly blurred. When he regained clarity, he saw that he was piercing his left hand with a sword.
Severe pain quickly spread from the wound.
Scarlet blood dripped drop by drop from the edge of the wound on the palm, hitting the black floor of the secret room and splashing blood.
"I"
He vaguely saw a red shadow flashing in front of him.
"Lingling" he spread out his body skills and quickly caught up, but he only heard a little bit of crisp laughter.
After exiting the secret room, follow the red shadow and turn left, you will see an empty corridor with no one on it. It is just a long white corridor.
He slowly walked in, but saw a series of dark glazed windows on the left side. Inside the transparent glazed windows, one could faintly see what was going on in the room.
After walking through the first room, he unconsciously looked inside and saw a woman in white clothes with black hair covering her face sitting at the head of the bed. He couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she just sat quietly on the head of the bed.
Directly facing the window.
The second window is the same. A woman with long black hair in a white dress sits quietly on the bed, motionless facing the window.
Lin Xin walked past four windows, and each one showed exactly the same scene. There was a woman with black hair and a white dress sitting at the head of the bed, motionless.
After walking for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Corridor? When did the villa have such a corridor?" He remembered that the design of the villa could not have such a place with glazed tiles, and any place should be guarded, instead of walking a distance like here.
There are no guards in sight yet.
Suddenly he turned around and looked in the direction he came from.
There was a vaguely twisted round hole there, which seemed to be the entrance to this corridor. A woman in a red dress was standing at the entrance, looking at him with a smile. The woman looked a bit like Xiao Lingling, but her face was blurry.
Without waiting for his reaction, the woman stepped back and reached out to grab the twisted round hole. Her seemingly slender arms clearly began to close the round hole bit by bit.
A bad premonition suddenly came to mind, and Lin Xin had a vague feeling that if he couldn't get out of the round hole quickly, he might be left here forever.
He didn't know where this corridor was, but he instinctively felt that this corridor was definitely not a good place.
Lin Xin's movement technique instantly unfolded, and Lin Xin suddenly seemed to have more than ten figures appearing, bringing out a series of afterimages and rushing towards the woman in the red dress.
"Don't you love me anymore?" The woman's face was blurry, but she made a faint, unclear voice.
The sound penetrated Lin Xin's ears, like countless harsh noises that were extremely mixed together, and then suddenly amplified many times.
He suppressed the noise, drew his sword and stabbed the opponent.
"You're not Lingling," Lin Xin growled. His ears bled unknowingly, with two red lines flowing out.
The sword light extended, and the sword struck the woman in the red dress, directly piercing her abdomen.
The woman's whole body melted completely, like a candle, and soon turned into a pool of red viscous liquid.
Only then did Lin Xin see that the round hole behind her was only more than one meter wide. His body flew up, spinning and jumped out of the round hole. The moment he jumped out, he seemed to feel something like a tremor in his chest.
He was touched by something, as if it was a hand or something else.
Opening his eyes suddenly, Lin Xin took a deep breath as if he was a fish starved of oxygen.
The secret room before him was still the same, and he was still standing in front of the three materials he had just placed.
However, he felt that his forehead and vest were covered with cold sweat. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his palms were soaked with sweat.
"What was that just now?"
He also didn't understand that the hallucination originated from You Mansion. He had never been upgraded before and had always been suppressed by his cultivation. But that moment just now gave him a vague feeling of impending disaster.
"Lingling" He slowly raised his finger, and saw that the rotten areas left on his previous finger had spread further and further downwards.
It spread from the fingertips to the fingertips. It seemed as if the fingers were no longer alive. The surface was pale and covered with corpse spots, and there was a trace of rotten smell.
Putting down his hands, Lin Xin gasped for air.
"The hallucination is obviously strengthened"
He felt a little breathless. A deep crack appeared in the palm of his left hand, as if it was a sword wound.
Gently opening his clothes, he discovered that there was a cyan palm in the middle of his chest.
"Impossible. My cultivation level has improved, how can it be possible that my hallucinations have also improved?"
His hands were supported on the platform, and his chest was heaving violently.
"And this palm print is absolutely impossible to be formed by hallucination. So there is only one possibility. What I encountered in hallucination is probably not just hallucination."
He has always talked about hallucinations as pure illusions, but various signs at this time indicate that this is not just a simple hallucination.
"What makes the hallucination stronger?" He covered his clothes and slowly checked the situation inside his body.
Killing? Or something else?
He carefully recalled the differences between the recent period and the past. He seemed to have some enlightenment. To be continued.