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Chapter 402: Xiaolingyu Temple

"Cang Hen?" Lin Changan was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard the name.

But it's not because I have any fear in my heart, I just think, well, it's a little funny.

He wouldn't even give Qi An face, let alone Cang Hen?

"Now you know you are afraid. He is Cang Hen's cousin, Cang Qin. If you hurt him today, within ten days at most, Cang Hen will break your limbs and avenge him!" This girl is really serious.

I thought it was because Lin Changan was afraid and frightened, so now he began to gain courage and scold Lin Changan.

She felt that she had a backer, which was enough to make a noise.

Furthermore, when the Ziyun Empire came this time, they didn’t even have a big figure. Although they said things like Feng Tingyun, Willow Mountain High, etc. were all half-step inscriptions, the number of their inscriptions was only over a thousand at most, and

Disciples with two thousand inscriptions are simply incomparable.

For example, Liu Shangao, who has just broken through to half a step of inscriptions and has less than 300 inscriptions, can almost kill Lin Changan's Bengshanyue instantly, but compared to Feng Tingyun, who has a thousand inscriptions, he can't even defeat him.

There are some difficulties, this is the gap between the half-step inscription realm.

After all, after getting involved in the inscription, the whole body and mind will begin to undergo a qualitative change, and the spiritual power in the body will condense into a completely solid state, as vast as inexhaustible. Even for the Venerable, the spiritual power in the body will turn into a vast ocean, which is even more terrifying.

"If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy right now, I can still say a good word or two for you to Prince Canghen." The pretty girl put her hands on her waist and continued to speak.

"Boom!"

What was waiting for her was Lin Changan's violent punch.

Never mind the gods and demons, Lin Changan will destroy him with one punch!

Even the truly peerless devil and the eternal evil god in his previous life would tremble in fear in front of Lin Changan, let alone those young boys in this life?

"Boom!"

The long fist directly shattered the girl's ribs, almost flattening her figure, and she coughed up blood. Compared to Cang Qin, her cultivation level was even worse, and she was only in the late stage of Fusion Spirit.

With Lin Changan's current strength, he didn't even need to use the Shanhai Fist in a late-stage duel with Rong Ling. He could suppress it with just two fists.

"Canghen?" Lin Changan smiled faintly.

"If you want to find a place, you can come over at any time. I just want to give you a warning. I will run over the princes of Ziyun as if they were dead dogs. I don't care about the princes of other countries." Lin Changan said coldly and raised the hand in front of him.

Cang Qin, who was fighting, was lifted up like a dead dog, and the ancient patterns on his body were flowing into Lin Changan's body crazily.

These ancient patterns themselves can be mobilized artificially, that is to say, here you can defeat other people and directly obtain their ancient patterns to achieve the purpose of strengthening yourself.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, accompanied by a soft cry, the secret key also appeared. Lin Changan glanced at the secret key and pocketed it.

Hmm, I almost forgot, Lin Changan is a professional at robbing.

About two-quarters of an hour later, two naked white bodies were thrown aside at the entrance of the cave, a man and a woman, both extremely shy and angry at the same time.

Damn it, this is a shame!

It doesn’t matter if you bully people, you still bully people by leaping above your level. It doesn’t matter that you bully people by leaping above your level, but you still rob!

Forget about robbery, even the clothes were taken away, and not a single spiritual stone was left.

"Is this a talented disciple of the Ziyun Empire, or is he a bandit leader who has offended the Ziyun Empire?"

Cang Qin murmured in his heart, and at the same time, he clenched his fists. The hatred and murderous intent in his heart combined, making him extremely angry at the moment. He wished he could go out and kill Lin Changan directly.

"Damn it, when I see my cousin, I will make this kid pay the price!" Cang Qin's eyes were full of murderous intent. He clenched his fists tightly and allowed his nails to penetrate deep into his own flesh and blood.



At this moment, Lin Changan didn't pay attention to things about Cang Qin.

"Only three thousand ancient patterns?" Lin Changan shook his head in disappointment. The total of Cang Qin and the girl was actually only three thousand ancient patterns. This number was too small.

Of course, Cang Qin is not here, otherwise he would have to cough up blood again.

For a half-step inscription, this is already quite a lot, several thousand. Those with a similar level to him may not be able to obtain that many.

Of course, even a pervert like Lin Changan could collect more than 4,000 ancient patterns in a few days. The key is that Lin Changan is still in the middle stage of soul fusion.

The entire secret realm was so big that it spread out for countless miles. Lin Changan was walking and killing ferocious beasts. In just the next five days, the total number of ancient patterns exceeded 10,000.

Reached 13,000.

As the number of ancient patterns increases, Lin Changan can also find that the increase brought to him is not as powerful as before.

In the past, a thousand ancient patterns could almost double the speed of breakthrough, but the more ancient patterns there were, the effectiveness was actually decreasing. Nowadays, with ten thousand ancient patterns, the cultivation speed is only increased by about three to five times.

"Boom!"

Lin Changquan killed a nine-tailed fox in the late stage of spirit fusion with one punch. This nine-tailed fox was three feet long. Even until his death, he did not understand why this stage of spiritual fusion had such abnormal strength.

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However, just when Lin Changan was about to absorb the power of the ancient patterns here, suddenly, a cyan ancient lamp lit up in the distance. It seemed that a small trial venue had been opened, guiding Lin Changan there.

"Has a trial area appeared?"

Lin Changan murmured, but he was really looking forward to it.

He really wanted to know who was buried here. As long as they were from the previous era, there was no one above the Supreme who Lin Changan didn't know.

After the mountain peak, Lin Changan crossed the ruins. There were broken bricks and tiles everywhere. Many ancient houses had been weathered and broken, and only the afterimages could be seen condensed together.

Among the many afterimages, a golden temple exuded cyan light, and wisps of Buddha's voice came from it.

Among the many ruins, there was a golden temple, and the sound of Buddha came out, just like the chanting of the Immortal King, the sound of the true Immortal Sanskrit, which was very unusual, and the purple energy rose up to the ninth heaven.

"That's Xiaolingyu Temple?"

The moment Lin Changan looked over, he was stunned.

Yes, even with Lin Changan's temperament, he was a little stunned.

Lingyu Temple is the most famous Buddhist temple in Tianwu Shenzhou today, and this small Lingyu Temple is just a branch of Lingyu Temple. Although it has a small name, no one dares to underestimate it.


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