Chapter 365 The Old Immortal Knocked on My Door in the Middle of the Night
The secret realm of Qingyuan Sea opens every thirty years.
This is the only opportunity for casual cultivators to change their fate, but the Chaozhou Immortal Sect controls the entrance to the secret realm, making it impossible for casual cultivators to enter freely.
Therefore, the Immortal Sect has made a business out of the quota to enter the secret realm. All major cities in Chaozhou have Immortal Cultivation Families, and behind these families are all related to the Immortal Sect.
For example, the ancestor of the Xia family is the elder of Yanyang Sect.
Therefore, many casual cultivators spend a lot of spiritual stones to get a quota, just to try their luck in the secret realm.
After all, some casual cultivators have been standing still for decades, making no progress, and their life span is approaching. If they don't work hard, when will they be able to work hard?
Lin Fan came with the Yanyang Sect team.
There are Immortal Sect disciples in the team, but most of them are casual cultivators. Just this time the secret realm is opened, the Yanyang Sect will make a lot of money.
Lin Fan looked normal. There was only one secret place in Qingyuan Sea in Chaozhou, unlike other continents where there were many secret places, so he had no choice, either enter or not.
As the team begins to enter the secret realm.
"Senior Lin..."
Xia Luohe knew that if we were to see each other again today, the chance of meeting each other would be very slim. Maybe if we meet again tomorrow, all Daoist Lin will see is his tombstone.
In the early stage of pill formation, his lifespan was not long, and the years passed by in a blink of an eye.
"Goodbye, by fate." Lin Fan said goodbye, then stepped into the aperture of the secret realm and disappeared without a trace.
"It's fate...goodbye." Huang
Xia Luohe sighed, he was lucky enough to see a real immortal, but he was not blessed to be with him. It was really a great regret in life.
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In the secret realm.
Lin Fan did not search for treasures in the secret realm like those casual cultivators. Instead, in full view of everyone, he jumped up and disappeared into the distant sky in an instant.
The casual cultivators were shocked for a moment and then scattered in all directions.
After a while.
He landed on a high tree-lined mountain, overlooking the desolate, desolate, quiet and silent distance.
"right here."
He raised his hand and used his palm as a cattail fan, just like the banana fan in Journey to the West. He waved it violently, strong winds blew, and the green plants under his feet were torn apart. There was a constant sound of shattering, and the green plants turned into pieces and flew into the distance.
The true appearance covered by green plants was exposed.
A giant monument-shaped tower appeared in Lin Fan's sight. This giant tower had experienced the baptism of time. From the outside, it looked very old and vicissitudes of life.
He jumped from the top of the giant tower and landed on the ground.
The entrance to the giant tower is right in front of you, but it's blocked.
"As I thought, to the monks, this is just a secret realm, but this world was once the home of a group of living beings." Huang
Lin Fan touched the metal door, and a powerful sense penetrated the door. This door was not just a door. It was as thick as the Broken Dragon Stone, deeply locking the entrance.
It is almost impossible to break in through external force.
"Did we encounter the same disaster as my hometown? So we placed the survivors inside, hoping to avoid the disaster and return to the earth after the disaster was over?"
Lin Fan muttered to himself, raised his hand, put his five fingers together, and cut the edge. His fingers spread along the gaps, making three gaps in total.
Then he grabbed the crack with five fingers and exerted slight force. A strip of metal dozens of meters long was pulled out and thrown into the distance. With a loud bang, it hit the ground heavily.
He is the only one who can do this. If it were anyone else who saw this situation, he would have slapped his ass and walked away without even looking at it.
With the blockade to such an extent, the other party never thought of letting anyone in.
Lin Fan walked in and walked alone in the dim passage, exploring the unknown civilization. When he arrived inside, his field of vision became empty. He looked up and saw one layer after another, similar to a shopping mall in Huangshi, but the surrounding materials
It was unknown and he didn't recognize it.
There was nothing around, not even a corpse.
When he came to the wall, there were symbols on the wall that he couldn't understand, or it should be said that it was the writing of this civilization. He didn't know what kind of tools were used to leave grooves on the solid wall.
Fingers caressed the grooved text.
"I feel despair, sadness, and pain. The coming of disaster also brings despair to you, right?"
He seemed to be talking to this civilization through the years with the help of the words on the wall.
They have all experienced disasters.
Have the same situation.
Eventually, it became a secret realm in this world of cultivating immortals for monks in this world to practice.
"Dang dang dang... beep beep beep..."
There was a strange sound coming from behind. When I looked back, I saw a dent in the flat wall, and then I saw a round metal lump rolling down from the hidden groove in the wall.
"Who are you?"
Lin Fan asked.
"Beep, beep, beep..." The metal ball rolled on the ground, then stretched out its short metal feet, and then stretched out its short metal hands, standing firmly, and the metal surface lit up with a pink light.
Lin Fan was even more curious about this round sphere.
"Who are you? Why do you still exist? What is your civilization like?" Lin Fan asked endlessly.
The metal ball made another beep beep beep beep sound. If Lin Fan could understand this civilization, he would understand what the metal ball meant...
[Language analysis...]
[Language analysis completed, other civilized terms recorded. 】
"Can you understand what I say? And can you speak?"
Lin Fan didn't know whether the metal ball in front of him could understand him, or whether it was the difference in civilization and the language barrier that made it difficult for the two parties to communicate.
"Hello, Ball Elf is happy to serve you. Ball Elf is a high-tech product of the times. It can assist the learning and education of children between the ages of two and eighteen. Do you want to listen to songs or watch movies?
…”
After the metal ball finished speaking, it swayed from side to side, making a creaking sound, and then stood still, waiting for orders.
"Hello."
"Hello, Ball Elf is happy to serve you. If you have any needs, just give the command: Ball Elf, I want..."
"Ball Elf, where is your civilization?"
"Hello, we are not civilized."
"No, you do. Just like me, my civilization has also been destroyed. No one is alive, no one... and I am the only one left."
Although what is in front of us is not a product of the earth, everyone has suffered the same suffering and feels the same pain.
At this time, the Ball Elf did not answer. Instead, his body illuminated a curtain of light that fell onto the wall, and a picture suddenly appeared on the wall.
Lin Fan looked at the picture on the wall. In the picture was a little girl who looked like a human, but her ears were very pointed, like an elf.
The girl in the picture is holding the ‘Ball Elf’ in her arms.
In the pink room, the girl asked the Ball Elf to teach her to sing the best song. The voice of the Ball Elf in the picture was far from being as rigid as it is now. Instead, it had its own thoughts and emotions, and its tone was very cheerful.
.
And at this moment.
The scene turned, and the sky outside was a fiery red. There were burning meteorites falling from the sky with long tails of flames, completely covering the world where technology has been developed to an extremely high level.
The 'Ball Elf' who was in the girl's arms jumped out, its body structure changed, turned into liquid, wrapped the girl, and formed an extremely hard ball.
When the meteorite disaster ended, the entire city was reduced to rubble.
Countless survivors who were protected by the "ball elves" survived, looking frightened and desperate.
The home is gone.
And the more terrifying thing is yet to come. The falling of the meteorite awakens the monsters sleeping underground. Countless monsters appear on the land and begin to attack the survivors.
There are also thunderstorms.
The monsters have evolved, and so have the survivors.
Hunting monsters and eating their flesh can enhance your physical fitness.
The confrontation lasted for five years.
The survivors were defeated and trapped in the final giant tower.
Under the protection of the Ball Elf, the girl lived for five years and became a little adult. After experiencing the baptism of battle, she was not as immature as before, but became stronger, and finally came to the giant tower.
But the final situation was the same as what Lin Fan experienced.
Dissipated.
Everyone has disappeared.
Only the Ball Elf stayed alone in the giant tower for an unknown amount of time...
As the picture on the wall played, the potential self-awareness of the Ball Elf seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. The technological intelligent machines of the future are customized, but the Ball Elf has already developed self-awareness.
"Ah... little master, it's gone."
The Ball Elf muttered to himself, turned around and rushed towards the far wall with his short metal legs. With a bang, he hit hard and there were many grooves in the wall.
It's been some time.
Suddenly, a violent roar came.
Zizzizi! 璙
White smoke came out of the metal body of the Ball Elf.
"You may as well go with your little master."
Lin Fan turned around and left, came outside, grabbed the metal bar he threw away, and stuffed it back into place, sealing the entrance to the giant tower. Since it was over, let's seal it up forever.
Walking towards the distance, he wanted to leave this secret realm.
This is not his world, and he doesn't know where the earth will appear after it is transformed into a secret realm.
In the distance, two monks were fighting. Even though they were far apart, you could still hear their conversation over a spiritual fruit.
He was not involved.
For him, the fight in the world of immortality has nothing to do with him, and the same goes for their life and death.
The spiritual fruits they compete for are transformed by beings from other worlds.
The weak eat the strong.
hehe.
This world of immortality has taught all outside creatures a vivid lesson.
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One month later.
Yangzhou.
A green boat slowly rowed in front of the lake. The boatman, wearing a hat, was swinging the oar hard and humming a famous local song. He was carefree and had endless fun.
Mortals are as good as mortals.
A monk is also better than a monk.
Lin Fan was riding a green boat and looking at the green mountains on both sides of the strait. The scenery was beautiful, but it was not what he expected to see.
"Young man, where are you going?" The boatman was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He was wearing an old gray cloth and had an ordinary appearance. His skin was tanned and two deep wrinkles covered his forehead. He looked like
Quite honest and honest.
"I don't know." Huang
"Hey, who doesn't know where they should go? If that's the case, wouldn't they be homeless?"
"Yes, I am indeed homeless."
The boatman looked at Lin Fan and felt that this young man was so sentimental at a young age. He didn't know what he had gone through. Could it be that something happened to his family and he was living outside?
You can understand it if you think about it.
Not long after, the green boat docked.
When Lin Fan got off the boat, he casually took out a spiritual stone from his storage bag and handed it to the boatman.
The boatman who took the spirit stone was shocked and stunned.
Spirit... spirit stone?
He was just an ordinary mortal. He had never come into contact with spiritual stones. This was something used by monks. Just when he was about to raise his hand and say something, Lin Fan's figure had already disappeared into the distance.
After leaving Chaozhou, Lin Fan crossed the endless Tianhe River and came to Yangzhou. This is a more prosperous continent than Chaozhou. The stage of the Immortal Sect is higher and the number of monks is unimaginable.
Walking on the path in the forest, walking step by step towards the unknown distance, he gave up the idea of going to the Immortal Sect to read the classics. If there really are records of immortals in the classics, it is impossible for Master He to know everything.
of.
Instead of wasting time, it is better to travel around this world, you will eventually encounter it.
Three figures appeared and blocked his way.
"Hey, this road was built by our male and female demons. If you want to pass by, please hand over your storage bag." Huang
The monk who spoke was wearing a gray robe, with a thin face and sinister eyes.
This is the case in the world of immortality. There are many people who intercept you halfway and seek wealth and death. They always adhere to the idea that it is much easier to plunder from others than to work hard for yourself.
In Lin Fan's opinion, the fluctuations in cultivation level emanating from them were around the late stage of Qi refining.
"Get out of the way, I'm not your target." Lin Fan replied.
"It's ridiculous. It seems like you really don't know how powerful I am if I don't show you." The gray-robed monk shouted angrily, "Leave me alone."
Only then did Lin Fan realize that the guy standing behind them was not a living creature, but a green face with fangs, pits on his face, and a black head.
The gray-robed monk controlled the second-level black zombie and made it rush towards Lin Fan.
The second-level black zombie is invulnerable, and its body is extremely stiff. It is difficult for ordinary low-grade magic weapons to leave wounds on its surface. Even mid-grade magic weapons can only cause a little damage to the body at most.
Just when Hei Zong landed in front of Lin Fan, Lin Fan raised his hand and gestured to the void a few times, jumped up, and the moment Hei Zong was about to land came into contact with the ground, his body broke into pieces of flesh and blood and scattered all over the ground.
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"ah……"
The gray-robed monk stared as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Lin Fan. With a pop, he knelt on the ground and quickly took out his storage bag and placed it in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist, have mercy on me, I was wrong."
The female cultivator next to me also put her storage bags on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
That's how it is when you come out to hang out.
If you can do it, do it, if you can't do it, kneel down.
As monks in my generation, we cultivate that those who understand current affairs will be distinguished.
Yangzhou has a traditional virtue:
Kneel down and kowtow to serve your family, and keep a straight line in your conduct.
The male and female demons naturally have more than one second-level black zombie, but from the way the opponent can instantly kill the second-level black zombie, it can be seen that it is definitely not something they can deal with.
Lin Fan came to them, "Do you know where there are strange people?"
"Strange... strange person?" The gray-robed monk was stunned and said hurriedly: "Fellow Taoist, the ancestor of the Chen family in Lingyuan City is a great master of elixir formation. He went through three elixir formations to achieve the golden elixir, and every time he failed to form elixirs, not only did he
Instead of weakening, every time he fails to form the elixir, he gets further. I think the ancestor of the Chen family is a strange person." Huang
This was not the strange person he was looking for.
There are too many elixirs and it's really weak.
"well……"
He sighed softly, slightly disappointed.
And his voice frightened both male and female evil spirits so much that their faces turned frighteningly white.
Female monk: "Senior, I know a strange man who is still in Lingyuan City, but in the temporary area outside the city. There is an old man there who is a very accurate mathematician. He is just a mortal and has no magic power, but
It is very miraculous in predicting marriages and other aspects, and occasionally it is used to calculate good and bad fortunes for monks, which is quite effective."
"Yes, yes, this old man is very accurate." The gray-robed monk repeatedly agreed.
Lin Fan sighed again, seeing that the senior was still sighing, the female monk was in despair, and the gray-robed monk even more wailed, "Fellow Taoist, we are just Qi Refining monks, we know very little, I really don't know any strange people.
ah."
In the world of cultivating immortals, once you offend someone, or are stared at by others, and your cultivation level is not as good as others, the result will be life worse than death.
Lin Fan ignored them and turned around to leave. Lingyuan City was not too far away from here. Since he was here, he went there to take a look.
The male and female evil spirits couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when they saw that their Taoist friend had not dealt harshly to them. However, their storage bags were placed on the ground without the other party even looking at them. This situation puzzled them.
Until now, they have been intercepted and killed countless times in the world of immortality. Who would abandon the storage bag? Even if it is just the storage bag of a Qi Refining monk, it may not contain precious skills or good magic weapons, but it still contains spiritual energy.
Stone.
"Let's go, let's go quickly." The gray-robed monk stood up awkwardly, picked up the storage bag and ran away.
"Wait for me." Huang
The female cultivators followed closely. This incident caused a great shadow on their hearts. They were afraid that they would not be able to come out so easily. At the same time, they were helpless as to why the current powerful master was so low-key and restrained his magic power. It was terrible.
…
"This is what they call Lingyuan City."
Lin Fan looked at the building in front of him. This was not the city, but scattered cultivators from all over the world gathered here. There were not enough spiritual stones to settle in the city, so they could only take root here.
Of course, the land where the casual cultivators live in the outer city does not belong to the casual cultivators. Instead, the land is managed by the cultivator family in the city, and some simple houses are temporarily built and rented out to the casual cultivators who move closer to here.
Blood is sucked and exploited everywhere.
It is recorded in the classics I read that Chaozhou is a weak state. It is not the only weak state, there are many similar states. Some of the monks think that their destiny is in them, leave the comfortable weak state, and come to Yangzhou to make a living.
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All I want is to make a name for myself in Yangzhou, and I would rather be a phoenix tail than a chicken head.
Walking into the outer city, the houses are intricately built and the environment is a bit harsh.
People come and go in the street and leave in a hurry without stopping. Most of the monks here are in the Qi Refining Realm, and there are also mortals living here.
Passing by a store in an outer city, I stopped and saw a sign hanging on the door.
For a rental house, the lowest one requires three low-grade spiritual stones every month.
The price is a bit expensive for the living environment, but even so, there are still many monks rushing to rent it. Having a stable residence is very important.
Lin Fan asked the street vendor where the accountant in the outer city was, and the vendor pointed in the direction.
"Thank you."
Following the direction pointed by the vendor, we came to a place and found that there were many people lined up outside the inconspicuous dilapidated house, including many monks.
Queuing along the crowd, the fact that so many monks have arrived shows that this mathematician is indeed capable. Thinking of what the female monk said, do you think it's strange that a mere mortal can calculate so accurately?
A strong man with a rough appearance raised his voice and talked to the people around him in a very rough voice.
"The old god is really accurate. He said that my wife would take care of her, and she actually took care of her."
"Forget it for you, why are you here?"
"Of course I'm giving pig knuckles to the old god. I'd like to tell you that some fortune tellers outside our city are liars. They have to tell your birth date and write on a blackboard to tell your fortune. Just tell them whether they are fake or not."
The rough man's words were recognized by everyone, and it was true. There were many people who cheated on food and drink. To be honest, he had to be an old god.
"Do you remember Brother Cui?"
"Is that the guy with the mustache?"
"Yes, some time ago he asked the old god to do the math for him. The old god told him not to leave this place for the next month, but he refused to listen. He insisted on setting up formations for others in order to earn some spiritual stones. Who would have thought that he would not leave this place for the next month?
There was a real conflict, a fight with someone, and his body was beaten to pieces. His mother-in-law took her children to collect his body. The scene was very painful to watch."
Lin Fan, who was waiting in line, listened and felt deeply.
No matter it is in the world of cultivating immortals or in the world he lives in, the people at the bottom will always rush to stay alive.
He became more and more curious about the old god in the room. Can he get the news he wanted from him?
One after another, people came out of the house.
Some were downcast.
Some clenched their fists, their faces flushed, obviously getting satisfactory answers from the old god.
He also learned from other people's mouths that the old immortal could only be regarded as a monk at the level of pill formation, that is, at the Qi refining realm.
Although this is indeed the case, the people who live here are basically those in the Qi training realm. The monks who have successfully built the foundation have long since moved to the inner city, so how can they continue to stay here.
It didn't take long.
Finally it was his turn.
He opened the curtain and walked in. The environment in the house was not big, but it was very clean and tidy, with a table, a bookshelf, a bed, etc.
On the bed, there was a child who looked to be only four or five years old, happily playing with wooden toys.
His eyes fell on the old immortal sitting in front of the table. It seemed that he could fly away at any time, but his expression was extremely calm.
Lin Fan bowed to the old god, and then said: "Can the old god tell my fortune for me?"
The old god smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand to signal Lin Fan to sit down, and looked at Lin Fan carefully with his turbid eyes. If he were an ordinary Qi Refining monk or a mortal, the old god would have spoken at this moment, instead of staring in silence for so long.
"What do you want to know?" The old man couldn't understand and asked. He had already seen that Lin Fan was extraordinary.
"I want to know where the immortal is." Huang
"Fairy..."
The old man's face changed slightly, but he soon regained his composure. He stood up and went to the bookshelf, took out an inconspicuous wooden box and returned it to the table. Inside was an ancient tortoise shell and three copper coins.
The old man placed the copper coin in the tortoise shell, closed his eyes, pinched his fingerprints, held the tortoise shell, and shook it in a way that ordinary people could not understand. He was not counting immortals for Lin Fan, but counting Lin Fan.
suddenly.
The old man opened his eyes, his pupils widened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling on the table. Lin Fan was so shocked that he stood up quickly and wanted to see the old god's condition, but the old god raised his hand to stop him.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
The old god waved his hand, and the child who was playing with toys on the bed ran up to the old god with his naked buttocks, holding him by his legs, crying grandpa, grandpa.
The monks queuing up outside heard the sound, their faces changed drastically, and they rushed in. When they saw the old god vomiting blood, they were shocked and immediately turned their attention to Lin Fan.
"Evil thief, how dare you hurt the old god..."
After saying that, these Qi-refining monks are about to steal the guy and start a fight.
Although the old god is only a mortal, the monks here respect the old god very much. Many monks have received advice from the old god and have turned disaster into good.
Nowadays, if some evil thieves dare to harm the old gods, wouldn't it cost their lives?
"Stop." The old god raised his hand to stop him, "It has nothing to do with him. I'll forget what I shouldn't. I'd like to thank you for the backlash caused by it. It won't be counted today. Please go back."
The monks present were all reasonable and naturally didn't say much. Some monks took out pills.
"Old Immortal, this is a small tonic pill. It will be good for injuries after taking it."
"Thank you all."
The old god did not refuse and accepted the elixir. After taking it, he really improved a lot, but the situation was still not optimistic and he needed to rest for a while.
The monks left.
Grandpa, Sun and Lin Fan were the only ones in the room.
"I wonder if my little friend can tell me your origin? Why are you looking for immortals?"
The old man couldn't calculate it, but he thought he could ask it. If the other party could tell it, wouldn't it be much easier?
"I heard that immortals are the strongest beings. I would like to ask if it is possible to reverse the flow of time and return to the past." Lin Fan said.
"Going back to the past...it seems familiar. There was an ancient being who asked the old ancestors."
"Who is he?" Lin Fan asked.
The old man shook his head and said: "For a long time, no one knows his name, not even the old man."
"Old fairy, do you know the earth?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it."
"Does the old god know the origin of the secret realm?"
"have no idea."
"I come from the secret realm. The secret realm is my hometown. Everyone there lives in a beautiful world. However, when disaster strikes, we are used as nutrients for the monks in the immortal world to improve. The so-called secret realm is to use innocent people from the other side as human beings.
The price is the result."
When Lin Fan thought about this situation, the anger in his heart was burning.
The old man's eyes were shocked. This was the first time he heard about this matter.
"Sorry, I'm a bit angry. I wasn't like this before." Lin Fan noticed the change in his temperament and said.
"It doesn't matter, it would be the same for anyone else."
"Old immortal, since I entered the house, you have been observing me, and I have also been observing the old immortal. The old immortal looks like a mortal, but in fact he is not a mortal. I can keenly sense the inner aura of the old immortal, and finally
No matter how good the elixir is or how good the Nascent Soul is, they are not as good as the old gods." Huang
When Lin Fan said these words, the old man's face changed drastically, and he stared at Lin Fan, "Who are you?"
"Old Immortal, please be patient. I'm not a bad person. My name is Lin Fan. I come from a secret realm. Everyone has their own secrets, and I never treat my origin as a secret. The old Immortal comes from somewhere else. Where is it specifically?
I don’t know, and I won’t ask.”
Lin Fan knew that the old god in front of him had a secret.
Even if a monk with a higher level of cultivation appeared in front of the old god, he would not be able to notice the difference between the old god and the immortal. However, Lin Fan's perception was so powerful that his eyes could look directly into the other person's heart.
The old man looked calm and stroked his grandson's head, soothing his fearful heart.
The house is very quiet.
"My little friend, can you stay here for a few days?" the old man said slowly.
"No, I will continue to search for traces of the immortal." Lin Fan said.
The old man said: "You may not be able to find it if you search like this all your life, but I happen to know a little bit. I only need to stay for a few days for a short time. What do you think?"
"Please ask the old immortal to tell me where the immortal is. I'm very grateful." Lin Fan looked excited. He was just looking for the immortal. Now that he has a clue, in his opinion, this is the end of all the hardships, and he can see the slim hope.
Already.
"It's good to stay here for a few days." The old god didn't say much, he just hoped that Lin Fan could stay here.
"good."
Lin Fan can read in the library for several years and knows the situation in the world of immortality, so he will not be anxious for a few days.
The old immortal rented two rooms, which are connected and have courtyards. They are a little more luxurious than the single houses around them. Lin Fan happens to live in the house next door.
night.
Lin Fan sat on the edge of the bed and turned to look at the night outside. There were insects shouting and squeaking sounds outside.
"It's fast, it's really fast."
From his aimless search in the world of Xianxia to now that he has gained something, he feels that everything is worth it.
In the house next door.
The old man looked at his sleeping grandson dotingly, holding a fan and waving it gently, with a kind smile on his face.
If there was no such situation.
The grandson in front of me should be four hundred years old.
But nothing is important. What is important is that the grandson is still alive, and it is worth it if he is still alive.
"What kind of person is he?"
The old man looked in the direction where Lin Fan lived. It seemed that there was a wall blocking it, but it still couldn't stop the old man's prying eyes.
A night of silence.
The next day.
Some monks from outside the city came to the old god's residence and wanted to ask about their fortune. However, the old god's fortune telling yesterday was backfired, and he could not tell fortunes in a short time. This made the monks who came here very regretful.
I can only leave in despair.
Inside the house, Lin Fan accompanied the old man and the children as they drank porridge.
"Little friend Lin, don't be dissatisfied with the simple meal." The old man said with a smile.
"It's okay, I used to drink these too." Lin Fan held the bowl and took a sip. He felt that the rice here was very different from the rice he drank before. It tasted more fragrant and was quite refreshing at the same time. He couldn't help but take a few more sips and felt
It tastes really good.
When the old man saw Lin Fan drinking happily, he also smiled.
The night of the third day.
The old man walked up to Lin Fan and raised his hand to knock on the door.