Lin Junwu can feel the progress of his cultivation, and he can also feel that his resistance to poison is getting higher and higher.
No matter what happens, Lin Junwu must become stronger and be able to face everything.
Because he felt that the awakening of all the races in the prehistoric era might not be far away, and there was not much time left for him. If he could not break through to a level that would make all the races in the prehistoric world fear him within this period of time.
Everything about him may cease to exist.
He learned many secrets from the Nine Yin Eyes, at least he knew that the human race might also change from now on!
Thinking of this, the cold light in Lin Junwu's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the devouring speed became faster and faster. In less than a cup of tea, he almost devoured all the creatures in the Tianji Mansion on the other side.
At this time, the only thing left was a secret room in the Tianji Mansion, which was also the Tianji Temple that everyone in the Tianji Mansion would stay away from except the Marquis of Tianji!
In the memories of the people of Tianji Mansion, Lin Junwu learned that Tianji Mansion was created by Marquis Tianji.
This Tianjihou is not only Han Dongpo, but also his father, Xin Zhao's old friend Han Dongfeng.
Tianji Mansion has gone through two generations and two Tianji Hous to transform it into what it is today.
Especially after the cold winter broke, the entire Tianji Mansion had changed. There were many more things that they didn't know about, and there was an additional Tianji Temple that no one except Tianji Hou was allowed to enter!
Many curious people in Tianji Mansion cannot come out once they enter Tianji Temple. No matter what their cultivation level is, they once saw Tianjihou lure a powerful outsider saint into Tianji Temple.
After a cup of tea, Tianjihou came out with the things belonging to the saint and the strong man. As for the saint and the strong man, he disappeared without even having time to shout.
After Lin Junwu saw the black figure, he vaguely knew that it should be related to the black figure. However, he was not sure, but one thing was certain, that is, the secret treasure of Tianji Mansion was hidden in Tianji Temple, and Handong Po was also among them.
He raised his head and glanced at Tianji Temple, only to see that the appearance of Tianji Temple was cyan, and the doors and windows were all made of cyan materials that Lin Junwu didn't know about.
The entire Tianji Temple seems to be a Taoist temple, with a faint aura that can make people peaceful.
It's just that Lin Junwu has always felt the falseness of this peace and the danger behind it.
Ever since he was able to see things that others couldn't see, Lin Junwu had a sense similar to intuition but better than intuition.
He could clearly feel that there was something in Tianji Temple that he was afraid of.
"It seems that both father and son have hidden a lot of things, and maybe Xin Zhao is vaguely aware of these things. That's why he didn't stop me, maybe."
Lin Junwu murmured, thinking of the death of Winter Wind. You must know that Winter Wind was also a strong man in the mortal realm, and was an old friend of Xin Zhao.
It is impossible to die easily, but ten years ago Tianji Mansion announced that Tianji Hou died of injuries. As for the injury, Tianji Mansion has not revealed it yet, and even the funeral was simply held.
Lin Junwu combined the previous things to deduce that Bitter Wind should have died while studying the things he obtained.
That's why people try their best to conceal a lot of things during the cold winter, maybe it's also related to the poison.
But no matter what, Lin Junwu knew that as long as he entered Tianji Temple, he would understand everything.
After thinking about it, Lin Junwu raised his hand slightly and opened the door of Tianji Temple.
At this time, the path of reincarnation disappeared, and the sun was still high in the sky.
The scorching sunshine shines on the earth, but it cannot shine into the Tianji Temple.
Lin Junwu could only see the darkness of Tianji Temple from the outside, and he did not see anything else.
It's as if the inside is a restricted area for light sources.
Lin Junwu raised his brows and said nothing, but slowly walked into the Tianji Temple.
No matter what is in the Tianji Temple, it cannot stop Lin Junwu.
If there are gods, then devour them; if there are demons, then devour demons!
Lin Junwu only had this thought in his mind. His slow steps seemed to cause vibrations between heaven and earth, and the Tianji Temple, which was like a restricted area for light sources, was illuminated by a ray of sunlight!
Lin Junwu has always been the kind of person who follows a fixed path, but if you cut off the light source, then I will let the sunlight shine in.
No matter what it is, it’s fine, but what can you do to me?
A sneer appeared on Lin Junwu's lips, and the aura on his body vibrated, as if it could destroy a strong person who entered the mortal realm.
At this moment, Lin Junwu secretly said in his heart: "Are you willing to come out?"
Just as he was thinking this, a sighing voice came from the Tianji Temple.
"Brother, we are all survivors of the catastrophe, why do we have to force each other so hard?"
Lin Junwu raised his eyebrows slightly. The sound was exactly the same as the sound of Bitter Winter Break, but Lin Junwu felt that this was not Bitter Winter Break, at least not the soul!
At the same time, he heard the owner of the voice mentioning that the catastrophe was still alive. This made Lin Junwu catch something, but he had no way to catch it.
After thinking to no avail, Lin Junwu responded coldly: "So what? Anyone who provokes me must die!"
The voice let out a long sigh, as if lamenting the impermanence of the world, "Is this really the case? It's just that you have destroyed the Tianji Mansion and severely injured the Curse Danhuang. Isn't this enough to make up for it?"
Lin Junwu gradually understood something. The black figure was called Curse Danhuang. Judging from the name, it seemed to be very appropriate for the black figure.
Lin Junwu knew that these things should be part of the truth. In order to get more information, Lin Junwu pretended to be disdainful and said: "Tianji Mansion has not been completely destroyed, and everything is not enough."
The voice paused slightly, as if it was a little angry but couldn't vent it. The last sigh sounded again: "It's okay. I have lived long enough. Since it is destined by God, then my life is yours."
When Lin Junwu heard this, he raised his brows and showed a satisfied smile. Then he walked into Tianji Temple, as if he wanted to go in and harvest the life of that voice.
In Tianji Temple, it was pitch black, as if we were in a place that swallowed the light source.
Lin Junwu walked into it. Although he was not used to the dark environment, he was powerful after all, and he could quickly see clearly what was inside the Tianjiguan.
The Tianji Temple is like a Taoist temple, and in the middle Lin Junwu also saw a Taoist statue of a mortal envelope.
If Lin Junwu hadn't known that this was Yanjing, he would have thought that this was actually the mortal world.
He took a brief look and saw an old man kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped together in front of the Taoist statue, as if praying devoutly to the statue.
Seeing this, Lin Junwu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and broke the silence in the darkness and said, "You can go and die."
As soon as his voice fell, a trace of water flowed around his fingertips, as if coloring the surrounding world. Even Lin Junwu could feel a trace of moisture in the air and aura.
Kneeling in front of the statue, you, Han Dongpo, were not afraid of Lin Junwu's behavior at all, but instead burst into laughter full of mockery.
"To be honest, you are very strong. Even Curse Danhuang can seriously injure him. If it were me, I would definitely not be your opponent. But the person who dies is not me, but you!"
As soon as the last word of "Han Dong Po" was spoken, the hands that were originally clasped together suddenly separated and fell to the ground in an instant.
The originally dark Tianji Temple lit up at this moment, revealing its appearance and something that made Lin Junwu feel solemn.
That was cyan mist. Lin Junwu, who had swallowed up all the poisonous plants in Tianji Mansion, knew that the cyan mist was made from the essence of those highly poisonous plants.
I am afraid that even a strong saint would die immediately if he were exposed to such poison!
Saints are not invincible. If the poison is strong enough, it can kill them!
Han Dongpo stood up slowly, then turned around to reveal his wrinkled and gloomy face, and his pair of poisonous eyes staring at Lin Junwu.
"No matter how strong you are? You are too young! You know that I love studying poisons, and I even know that Tianji Temple is a place that is strictly forbidden to enter. How dare you step into it! No matter how strong you are, you will die in front of my Holy Fire Smoke!
" Han Dongfeng said while laughing.
His expression was full of ferocity and joy, as if he could see how he would kill Lin Junwu.
Lin Junwu's expression did not change at all when he saw this. To be precise, there was a hint of sarcasm.
There is a hint of irony about the Holy Smoke of Meteor, as well as the irony of the Broken Winter.
Han Dongpo thought he was smart and thought that he was Lin Junwu Nen who led Lin Junwu to Tianji Temple.
In fact, Lin Junwu had known all this for a long time, and he had been suspicious of Tianji Guan and Han Dongpo from the beginning.
Only he and Judanhuang knew about the fact that he severely injured Judanhuang. However, Han Dongpo, who was in the Tianji Temple, revealed the truth about Judanhuang.
This was enough to make Lin Junwu suspicious. If it weren't for the catastrophe mentioned by Han Dongpo that attracted Lin Junwu's interest, he wouldn't have let Han Dongpo be proud for a while.
As for the Holy Meteor Smoke, Lin Junwu didn't take it seriously. Not to mention that he had the all-devouring Dantian, even the resistance he developed after swallowing many poisons was enough to ignore the so-called Holy Meteor Smoke.
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This is what Lin Junwu and Tiantian Dantian are afraid of. Through devouring, they can make themselves stronger and stronger, even allowing him to ignore many things!
After thinking about it, Lin Junwu waited with irony, waiting for the reaction of the cold winter.
At this time, Han Dongpo also saw Lin Junwu's sarcasm. Not only did he not have the slightest suspicion, but he smiled disdainfully and said: "Huh, you are pretending to be relaxed and want to paralyze me? What a joke! Even if this Holy Meteor Smoke is in the cursed elixir wilderness,
I'm going to die, let alone you? I'm looking forward to what a strong man who survives the catastrophe can bring to me!"
Lin Junwu raised his eyebrows slightly. This was the second time that Bitter Winter was talking about catastrophe and survival. There must be some connection with the previous events.
Maybe Lin Junwu didn't need to think too much, or maybe he was too confused when he encountered something.
After thinking about it, Lin Junwu clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Han Dongpo quietly. Since Han Dongpo was going to die, wouldn't it be better to let him die in despair?