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Chapter three hundred and forty-seven later period of Jindan

Chen Lin flew slowly in the city, observing the situation in the city and recalling the past scenes.

Familiar faces and clear pictures kept flashing through my mind, as if it was yesterday.

But in the end it all turned into a sigh.

Suddenly, he paused and fell to the ground.

Cutting down the dense vines with a flying sword, a relatively well-preserved plaque was revealed, with the four characters "Chen's Trading Company" clearly visible.

He had carved these four characters himself, and it was inevitable that he would feel emotional when he saw them.

However, the door of the shop has been damaged, not by nature but by man-made damage.

Chen Lin was not surprised. Judging from what he checked along the way, someone should have been here a long time ago, not even just once. There were traces of being rummaged through everywhere.

After all, it is an abandoned city, an ownerless property, and a favorite place for explorers to explore.

Chen Lin checked it with his consciousness and made sure there was no danger, so he walked in.

The hall was in a mess, the counters and shelves had been placed on the floor, and now they were even covered with dust.

He crossed the front hall and came to the back rooms. After looking at each one, he slowly walked to the second floor.

The wooden stairs are in decay due to years of disrepair, and the roof has collapsed due to rain leaks. Only the main body made of bluestone is still intact.

Even the underground secret room he once dug was found, and the foundation-building puppet placed inside was nowhere to be seen.

I guess whoever found this secret passage would be very excited!

After watching for a while, Chen Lin took a breath, stood up and left.

The City Lord's Mansion was not spared, and there were signs of being bombarded by magic weapons. It should be that when the explorers came over, the formation here was still in operation, and they used violent means of destruction.

But those people were destined to be disappointed. He had packed the contents himself, and not even a low-grade spiritual stone was left.

After entering the city lord's palace, Chen Lin checked briefly and found that it had been rummaged through and was in a mess everywhere.

He ignored it and went straight to the innermost room.

Pushing the door open, you come to a wall.

"Come in!"

Chen Lin shook his sleeves and signaled to Yun Xiu Niang.

Yunxiu Niang pouted, but she still obeyed and turned into a wooden hairpin and got into her cuffs.

He simply used a shielding spell, then took out his former identity token and pressed it against a certain part of the wall, and the wall suddenly rippled like water ripples.

Chen Lin's face lit up with joy, he enlarged the Xuanwu Shield in front of him and stepped into the ripples without hesitation.

As soon as his body lightened, he appeared in a secret room.

He first looked around cautiously, and when he saw nothing unusual, his face relaxed.

Then, instead of checking the things placed on the shelves around the secret room, he took out the crow puppet and the foundation puppet, opened the small door on one side, and began to enter and investigate.

After a long time, after confirming that no outsiders had been here, he put the puppet away.

Then, with a flick of her sleeves and robe, Yun Xiu Niang was released.

"Hey, there are so many things stored here. Did you put them here on purpose?"

Yun Xiu Niang floated around the room, showing a look of surprise.

Chen Lin smiled and said: "If you don't have long-term worries, you will have immediate worries. Don't you know what I am doing? How could you not hold back a hand?"

This was indeed a back-up he left behind. He took the lead in moving the people from Silver Fairy City to Dawn City back then, so he simply put some things here that were not needed temporarily but could be stored for a long time.

These things that are displayed on the surface are used to confuse the public and prevent someone from accidentally breaking in through earth escape, which is considered as a benefit to the intruder.

The real good stuff is in the secret compartment of the innermost secret room, which contains three large storage bags.

This secret room was built by him and Fairy Silver, and only the two of them knew it. In fact, he didn't want to see the items in such neat order when he came here this time. He wanted the things to be used, which would prove that Fairy Silver had been here.

With a sigh, Chen Lin gathered his mood and walked into the room inside.

This is a large-scale cave layout, with all the facilities in it, and they are all in duplicate.

Each of the two training rooms has an advanced spirit gathering array, connected to the underground spiritual veins.

Chen Lin first took out the three storage bags, then randomly selected a practice room and started meditating, while Yun Xiu Niang let her play by herself outside.

There are many classics in the first stone room, enough for the other party to read for a while.

In addition, there is a one-way listening array here that can monitor the sound of the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion. Ever since he learned about this facility, he never dared to talk nonsense when handling official business in the lobby.

It just so happens that Yun Xiu Niang can monitor the outside so that he can know if someone breaks into the city lord's mansion.

There was nothing to prepare for a breakthrough in a small realm. Chen Lin took out a bottle of prepared elixirs, swallowed one, and began to practice in seclusion.

Spring passes and winter comes.

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Since the emergence of the Yin Realm, the climate in the northern world of immortality has become very harsh. No matter how cold the winter was in the past, you could only see a few snowflakes, which would melt when they hit the ground. It would not affect the cultivation of spiritual fields at all, let alone the wild fields.

of vegetation.

But now, there are big snowstorms every winter, covering all the green areas.

It has no impact on high-level monks, that is, the time of retreat has passed, but it is very unfriendly to Qi-training monks and mortals.

The snow this year was particularly heavy, and there was a heavy snowstorm as soon as winter started.

Silver Immortal City was almost half submerged in the snow, and was completely silent. A few flying monsters occasionally circled around, but they could only leave behind a burst of cries and disappear, and nothing to eat could be found.

But on this day, a group of figures suddenly appeared at the city gate.

"Grandpa, the fairy city has become like this now. If you still insist on coming back to see what it does, you should hurry up and follow me to the Xiao Yuantian secret realm. If you go back too late, once the secret realm is closed, we will not be able to enter. The entire

There’s no guarantee that you’ll be able to survive the winter outside safely.”

Seeing his grandfather staring blankly at the door above the city gate, a foundation-building monk who looked like a middle-aged man behind him immediately persuaded him.

Others were Qi-training monks. Although they didn't agree, they didn't dare to speak.

"You go, I plan to stay here."

The old man heard the middle-aged man's voice and suddenly spoke.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, frowned and said: "Grandpa, I know you have feelings for this place, but the whole city is gone, and your boss doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, so why are you so entangled? I finally got it right.

If you find him and don't take him back, my third uncle won't let me go."

The old man was still unmoved and said: "It's okay, Grandpa, I'm old, and I can only live for a year and a half at most. Maybe I will die before I reach Xiao Yuantian's secret realm, so let me stay."

Here, the fallen leaves return to their roots!”

The middle-aged man frowned, feeling that things were a bit difficult to handle.

Although he hadn't seen his grandfather for more than 20 years, he still had the power from back then, and he didn't dare to use force. But he couldn't explain to his third uncle without bringing someone back.

"Huh!"

The middle-aged man was about to persuade him again, but suddenly he heard his grandfather let out a startled cry.

Then, as if his energy suddenly burst out, the opponent suddenly rushed to the city gate and stretched out his hand to touch the mark made by a sword on it.

He couldn't help but become confused.

It looked like this sword mark was left a long time ago. I don't know why the old man was so excited.

"The proprietor is back, he's back!"

While stroking the sword marks, the old man murmured to himself in a trembling tone.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and his eyes lit up, but he immediately shook his head and said: "Grandpa, these traces are so old, even if they were left by the proprietor, he would have left long ago, so you'd better hurry up

Come with me to the secret realm!"

A smile appeared on the old man's face and he said: "What do you know? This is the secret mark created by the owner. It means that he is here, but there is no mark of leaving, which means he has not left yet. Come on, follow me into the city to see the owner.

host!"

Chen Lin never expected that it would take a full three years to break through to a small realm in the late Jindan stage.

This made him feel how difficult it was for high-level monks to practice.

If he goes at this rate, if he wants to advance his cultivation to the perfection of the golden elixir, it may take decades to do so.

If the resource problem cannot be solved, it will take even longer.

This made him feel urgent.

Although his lifespan is still very long, and because of his dual cultivation of Dharma and Body, his lifespan is longer than that of a normal Golden Elixir monk, so there is no problem in supporting him until the Golden Elixir is perfected.

But for the big task of condensing the Nascent Soul, no one can dare to say that it can be successful in one attempt or not. If you are lucky enough to survive, it will take hundreds of years of cultivation to have a second chance to try, and the success rate will be greatly reduced.

The longevity that seems to be a lot is not really that sufficient.

"Alas, my spiritual root qualifications are still too poor!"

Chen Lin sighed and walked out of the training room.

Yunxiu Niang sat on the chair in a drowsy state, but she became a little more energetic after seeing him come out.

"Why, are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'm going to die of suffocation here."

The past three years were nothing to Chen Lin. He had been working hard to break through the bottleneck and had no intention of paying attention to it. However, Yunxiu Niang was bored to death, and Chen Lin would not let her sleep in the wooden hairpin. She had to face the monitoring method every day.

Monitoring the movement outside made her miserable.

"Okay, okay, I know you have worked hard and achieved great results. I will take you to have a good time after leaving this time."

Chen Lin smiled and started to pack up things in the secret rooms. He also planned to leave. In the past three years, he had consumed a lot of resources, and the things he had stored before were not of much use in the later stages of the golden elixir. If he wanted to quickly improve his cultivation,

We still have to continue looking for materials that can make elixirs.

At the same time, you must also experience your state of mind.

When he has reached his current stage of cultivation, it is not enough to just practice hard. His state of mind must also keep up. He must understand the way of heaven and understand himself clearly, otherwise it will be difficult to improve.

"Langjun, Langjun, come here quickly, someone seems to have appeared!"

Chen Lin had just finished packing his things when he heard Yun Xiu Niang yelling in the room outside.

He was stunned for a moment, then walked out with a look of surprise!


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