On the mainland, there is a level five monster called the Calabash Beast.
Because it looks like a gourd, it is called the Calabash Beast. Although the Calabash Beast is a fifth-level monster, it has an extremely docile personality and has no fighting power at all. However, the Calabash Beast has a special magical power and is cherished by all the major forces in the mainland.
The Calabash Beast was born with a pair of clairvoyance and ears. It can see images thousands of miles away without missing a speck of dust, and can also hear sounds thousands of miles away with the drop of a pin.
This kind of guy is a supreme weapon used to spy on and monitor the secrets of major powers.
After the big forces tame the Calabash Beast, they will use some secret method to penetrate the Calabash Beast's body, so that what the Calabash Beast sees and hears will be clearly displayed in front of everyone.
The picture projected by the Calabash Beast is called Calabash Opera.
Ever since Qin Changsheng left the Eastern Spirit Realm, Lin Huang knew nothing about the latter. However, he did not expect that the battle two months ago had already spread to every corner of the continent.
Since it was recorded, Lin Huang had to take a look at whatever he said.
In the ferry, Lin Huang and Song Changling walked side by side and appeared on the deck of the whirling boat.
At this moment, the deck that stretched hundreds of feet across was already filled with people, bustling and whispering to each other, just like people in ordinary markets on the mainland watching a temple fair.
The only difference is that most of the people on this ship are warriors with good cultivation.
Lin Huang estimated that his level might be at the bottom of this ship.
On the high platform at the front of the deck, there is a pocket-sized gourd beast. Although it is pocket-sized, it is actually not too small. It is as tall as half a person. But compared with the average fifth-level monster, its size is completely
The difference is huge.
At this moment, the gourd beast is sitting on the high platform, swinging its short and thick legs. The eyes on the gourd are glaring, which makes it look a bit naive and cute.
"Five hundred spiritual stones per person!"
On the deck, when the two of them went forward, they were stopped by a wealthy middle-aged man with his hand. He couldn't tell whether it was arrogance or humility. Anyway, he was very ordinary. He added, "There are two more in the first three rows."
Location, if necessary, a thousand pearls and spiritual stones!"
Lin Huangdun felt physical pain. This was simply taking someone's money. What was the difference between killing someone?
On the mainland, an ordinary gourd show can only cost ten pearls of spiritual stones at most. With Qin Changsheng's name on it, it flies directly to five hundred pearls of spiritual stones.
What a fucking money maker!
Lin Huang shook his head helplessly. Even so, it still depends. Who made Qin Changsheng the protagonist of this gourd play? If it was too expensive, Qin Changsheng would not have to climb out of the grave and kick himself to death.
But the first three rows will definitely not be comfortable to sit in.
Lin Huang looked back at Song Changling and saw Song Changling looking up at the sky. Lin Huang kept staring at him!
Song Changling's face gradually turned red, then he turned his head nonchalantly, looked at Lin Huang, and said with an awkward smile: "I just borrowed a thousand spirit stones from you, so I have to save some money. Besides, I saved your life before.
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Lin Huang suddenly felt overwhelmed and quickly took out a thousand spirit stones, then squeezed into the venue on the deck.
As soon as Lin Huang sat down, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over his body.
Being watched!
Lin Huang immediately turned his head and looked behind the seat at a young man who was looking at him calmly.
Lin Huang's expression remained unchanged, but he was very wary in his heart.
The young man didn't look particularly tall, probably about the same height as Lin Huang. However, his body was extremely thick and burly, with tight muscles and full of streamlined beauty.
Those muscles were not the muscles of ordinary warriors who had undergone rough physical training, and were flashy. Lin Huang could clearly feel that the latter's body was absolutely full of explosive power.
Lin Huang's first feeling was that this person's physical skills were more powerful than his own.
The young man's attire is also extremely simple. Apart from the inner lining, he only wears a coarse linen coat on the outside, with serious wear and tear on the corners.
My feet were bare, but the soles of my feet were as hard as steel.
His thick black hair was scattered, looking a little messy, and against a resolute face mixed with subtle weather wrinkles, he looked even more arrogant and powerful.
Seeing Lin Huang staring at him, the young man's cheeks stretched slightly, and he smiled as if he was nodding in greeting. However, it was obvious that the latter was not good at communication, which made the smile look a bit stiff.
Lin Huang also nodded, turned around with a smile, and sat down peacefully, as steady as a mountain! The alertness in his heart did not diminish at all.
At one glance, Lin Huang could sense the power of the latter.
"Have you already cultivated the Holy Body?"
Lin Huang murmured doubtfully in his heart.
The young man behind Lin Huang, after his eyes lingered on Lin Huang for a while, he raised his head and looked to the front of the deck. In just half a stick of incense, the gourd show was about to begin.
Everyone in the world said that Qin Changsheng was unrivaled throughout the ages, but the young man in sackcloth wanted to see how invincible he was. Some people also said that Qin Changsheng possessed an ancient immortal body, and he also wanted to see how powerful the ancient immortal body was.
powerful?
Just as everyone was whispering, the scene suddenly became quiet for a while.
Lin Huang turned his head and saw a woman in white walking lightly around the seats in the back row and sitting quietly and calmly on an empty seat in the first three rows.
The silence in the scene was caused by this woman.
Dressed in white, he looks to be only in his twenties. His face is cold and indifferent, his face is as clean as fresh snow, his waist is slender, his figure is long, and he has a somewhat otherworldly aura.
In the venue, several young men even stood up, swallowed their saliva and looked at the woman in white, their eyes burning with passion.
Lin Huang frowned, it was rare to find a woman with such an outstanding temperament, but Lin Huang was more concerned about the latter's name and origin.
The young man in linen clothes behind Lin Huang glanced at the woman, then looked away with an expressionless expression, his mood showing no fluctuation.
"The pink skull is very harmful to people!"
Song Changling said with a bit of sadness.
Lin Huang curled his lips and smiled, retracted his gaze, and no longer paid attention to the woman in white who caused a commotion.
Not long after the woman in white sat down, another group of people appeared in the venue, appearing directly in the first row. A middle-aged man in the group had a brief conversation with the people in the first row, and then sat in the first row.
The person nodded and stood up, giving up his seat.
When the young man in purple who was the leader of the group sat down, he glanced at Lin Huang and Song Changling with a smile. That warm smile like the spring breeze was full of murderous intent in Lin Huang's eyes.
Song Changling on the side looked at the young man in purple in front of him with no expression on his face. Then he pushed his elbow against Lin Huang, raised his hand and pointed at the young man in purple unscrupulously, saying: