Battling Records of the Chosen One

Who is that boy?

The inn of the inn is keenly aware that it can be invited by Fang Linhan to take the initiative, and the boy must not be an ordinary person!

I remembered Lin’s calm posture when he was facing the cold, and suddenly let these repairers have an inscrutable feeling.

"Check it out, what is this sacred guy!"

Soon, the repairers in the inn hurried away, one is to explore the origins of Lin Xun as soon as possible.

Second, they really do not want to stay any longer. Fang Linhan is too mad. Just now they are so angry that they will stay in the fire and stay there again. It is no different from finding faults.

Fang Linhan ignored the slick leavers, but looked at the room where Lin Xun was.

"It's interesting. In addition to that Yue Jianming, this fire spirit state finally has an eye-catching opponent..."

His glory surged and stunned, and he regained his gaze when he was half-sounding. He smiled blankly and turned and walked into his room.

......

Click! Click!

In the room where Lin searched, there was a burst of shattered sound. Nine rice grains were sized and the dark-skinned insects were eating happily.

In just a moment of effort, Lin Zhi’s only two middle-aged jade gods were foraged.

"hungry……"

Nine of the larvae apparently did not eat enough, giving off a wave of spiritual fluctuations.

Lin searched for a headache. These little guys didn’t look at the size of the rice, but they could eat too much. Only a few days ago, they had already eaten three middle-class jade gods.

You must know that a piece of medium-level condensed **** jade can contain three hundred to five hundred souls!

This means that the number of beasts who have been hunted for three hundred to five hundred spirits can be exchanged for a medium-level jade!

For the gods, it is only a matter of a while, and it is not enough to eat a medium-level jade.

This makes Lin can not be big?

Today, when he was wandering around Yandu City, he also inquired that, unlike the lower bounds, the ancient wasteland practitioners used the spirit as the currency when trading.

Ten high-level Lingjing, equivalent to a piece of the next spirit.

One hundred pieces of the next spirit, equivalent to a piece of Chinese spirit.

One hundred pieces of the essence of the essence, equivalent to a high spirit.

In the market, a lower-level condensed **** jade filled with the power of the spirits probably needs a hundred pieces of the essence of the lower spirit, which is the value of a piece of Chinese spirit.

It seems that the price is not high, but if it is converted to high-order Lingjing, a lower-level condensed **** jade can be equivalent to a whole thousand high-level Lingjing!

A thousand high-level Lingjing is enough for Lin to find a half-month practice. In this ancient wilderness area, only one hundred pieces of the next spirit can be exchanged, or a lower-level congeal jade can be exchanged...

In this comparison, it can be imagined that in this ancient wilderness, the value of the condensed **** jade is so expensive and amazing.

This is just the value of the next step.

Like a mid-level condensed **** jade, you need a whole ten mid-level spirits!

This can be equivalent to a thousand pieces of the next spirit!

When I thought of nine insects, only a few days, I ate three middle-level jade gods, that is, three thousand pieces of the next spirit, Lin found a face black.

This investment is too horrible!

"No wonder in the ancient times, the number of insects was extremely rare, and the cost of raising them was not affordable."

Lin looked for a sigh in his heart.

He came to the ancient wilderness field, and also carried a large number of high-level Lingjing in the wordless pagoda.

If it is converted into the spirit of the next product, a total of more than 500 pieces can be exchanged, which is equivalent to five middle-level spirits...

At this point, only half of the middle-level condensed **** jade can be bought!

The more I think, the more depressed Lin will be, the more it is a godworm, which is clearly a group of blood-sucking insects that eat people without bones!

"You must hurry and make money!"

For a long time, Lin Xun was able to make a decision.

Not only is it necessary to raise the gods, but when it is practiced in the ancient wilderness, there is not enough property, and it is doomed to be difficult.

Most importantly, the soul is more than just money.

It is a natural spiritual thing, contains an extremely abundant and pure spiritual power, and is much more precious than the high-order spiritual crystal. It is an essential item that can fully satisfy the daily practice of the cave and the great monk.

......

Early the next morning, Lin Xun woke up from the meditation and came to the first floor of the inn. He wanted a pot of tea and sipped himself.

Some doubts in his mind, according to the time projections, yesterday, the trials of the four tribes held by the tribes have already come to an end.

But until now, Xia Xiaoqi has not come to find himself, is it an accident?

"The son, in the next step, is now working in the Xiao family of Huo Lingzhou, do not know the name of the son?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man came over with a smile and a cold look.

Lin Xun smiled and said concisely: "Lin Xun."

When talking, Lin Xun was keenly aware that in the first floor of the inn, there were still many repairers sitting, and their eyes were looking at themselves intentionally or unintentionally.

"It turned out to be Lin Gongzi."

Ma Xingkong sat directly on one side and snarled. "Lin Gongzi, I am not hiding. I am also ordered to come here. I want to ask, is the son interested in a party against Fang Linhan?"

Lin looked for it and said: "Why would you suddenly find me?"

Ma Xing’s eyes swept around and lowered his voice: “The son, what happened in the inn yesterday, we all know, and I heard that Fang Linhan had invited you to take the initiative, but you were rejected.”

Lin looked at his heart and suddenly nodded and said: "There is indeed this."

The horses are eager to hit the railway: "If you are interested in a party with Fang Linhan, regardless of the outcome, my Xiao family will be willing to give out a thousand spirits as a gift, if you can beat Fang Linhan..."

Speaking of this, he is more than a finger: "My Xiao clan will directly take out a hundred intermediate spirits, as a reward for the son!"

Lin Xun was secretly surprised. He now knows the value of the soul, a hundred middle-level spirits, which is an extremely rich reward!

"of course."

Ma Xing’s empty talk turned and smiled. “We have only a small request from the Xiao clan. If you promise this, please ask me to go to Fang Lin’s name in the name of my Xiao clan.”

Lin Xun thoroughly understood, the Xiao clan is to take himself as a gun to deal with Fang Linhan!

"Sorry, I still have something to do, I can't promise."

Lin Xun directly refused, although he is currently short of money, but he is not willing to act as a knife in the hands of others.

There was a glimpse of the horse, and it was obvious that Lin Xun would reject it so directly.

He couldn't help but say: "Would you like to think about it again? If it is too little to pay, you can continue to discuss it. I think the son is also clear. Our Xiao clan is one of the four tribes of Huo Lingzhou. Incomparably, in terms of compensation, it is not going to let the son down."

Lin Xun smiled and shook his head: "If money can buy the chance to win, I am afraid that not only your Xiao clan, but other forces have already done so."

When Ma Xingkong saw this, he sighed and then grew up and left.

However, letting Lin look for frowning is that the horse has just left, and suddenly there are some repairers coming to talk.

They are all the same as Ma Xingkong. They all represent different forces in Huo Lingzhou. They want to invite him to confront Fang Fanghan, and they promised to open the tempting conditions.

Lin did not want to think about it, and all of them resigned.

"Would you like to have a drink?" Suddenly, a shrewd figure appeared, holding a jug and a glass of wine, sitting freely on the side of Lin.

He wore a black robe, thick black hair was scattered, thin as a knife-like lips scorned, with a face with a unique evil charm and madness, it is the eight-pole knife 庵人方临寒.

"Thank you." Lin Xun toasted his drink and was free to do whatever he wanted.

This made Fang Linhan smile and gave Lin a glass of wine. He said: "You look no different from others. In my eyes, you are different from others. When you are interested, you can come to Yandu Budo. Come to me to discuss."

After all, he grew up and walked outside the inn with a jug. He was dressed in a hurry, and he had a kind of arrogant and arrogant charm.

"Right, I can stay here for a maximum of half a month." Suddenly, Fang Linhan turned back and reminded Lin to find a sentence.

Lin Xun sighed, even if it responded.

Fang Linhan smiled and turned and walked out of the inn, and the figure disappeared into the sea.

"Go, go see!"

"This guy is as arrogant as ever, and he has to go to the Yandu martial arts field to triumph!"

Some of the nuns in the inn couldn’t sit still and followed.

From the conversations of the practitioners, Lin Xun knew that Fang Lanhan would go to Yandu Budochang every morning after entering Yandu, and he would fight against the younger generation of Huo Lingzhou until the twilight was very strong.

"When the war is fought, honing your own way, it turned out to be a fighting madman..."

Lin finds thoughtful.

After waiting for a few hours, I still don't see the figure of the summer insects. Lin seeks to frown, so waiting for it is not the way.

He decided to go and see for himself.

However, when I just walked out of the inn's gate, I heard a burst of exclamation from the street. The eyes of the pedestrians almost all brushed up to look at Tianzhu.

I saw the sky in the sky, suddenly projected a large shadow, like a cloud, in fact, it is the body of a beast is too large, so that it obscures the sky!

It has nine daggers, and the body is as large as a mountain, covered with golden light, if gold is poured.

Gold nine heads!

This is a terrible alien creature, and it has a reputation in ancient times.

It is rumored that its nine heads are in control of a secret recipe, which can manipulate lightning and wind and rain, and can fly to heaven and earth, and the magical powers will be ruined!

But now, such a golden nine-headed scorpion, but only a means of transportation, because on its back, holding a palace like a **** iron fairy jade!

The palace overflowed with glory, smashed and flaming, full of hundred feet high, and it was magnificent and sacred.

At this time, there is a group of young men and women, standing in front of the sacred palace, overlooking the bar, talking and laughing, one male and female 靓, the extraordinary, just like a group of gods!