The back door of my house is open to floods

For example, the talent of the evil-proof golden bamboo with spiritual roots and feet has been developed to the maximum extent.

The instinct of the Evil Resisting Golden Bamboo is to be able to perceive the most subtle changes in the air mechanism between the earth veins.

Both feet landed on the ground, and a moment later, Lin Yuan showed a strange look in his eyes, and his figure flashed towards one of the Xiaowu Mountains.

In the depths of Xiaowu Mountain, in a large tomb.

The resplendent buildings built here are like a rich family.

An old woman sat at the head, and the haze billowed behind her, as if countless green flames were boiling.

A moment later, the old woman opened her eyes and glanced in the direction of Shilang Village, a look of surprise and headache flashed across her kind face.

The other party's supernatural powers were beyond her expectations!

It was locked here so quickly!

Outside the big tomb, a first-class white light flashed, and an old man stepped in quietly, looking at the old woman with a very respectful expression.

The old woman is sitting on the cloud bed, and there is an ancient painting behind her, which is the picture of "The Virgin Mary Teaching the Way", and there is a table made of sandalwood next to it. On the table, a small tripod burns incense for nourishment.

The fragrance calms the mind, and there is a trace of solemnity and tranquility in the ancient tomb.

"Mother, Mr. Liu Ling has found the servant's grave according to our instructions!" The old man bowed slightly.

Looking at this heir, the old woman was rather satisfied. The seventh floor of the Ascension Profound Realm, who was able to cultivate such mana in 500 years, was naturally much greater than other aliens.

It's just that there are many catastrophes in the cultivation of different kinds. Monks need to accumulate external skills, and monster races also need to understand the mind of heaven. Otherwise, 300 years of human catastrophe and 600 years of catastrophe will be the time of life and death.

This heir is full of happiness, and together with the few magic tools she has refined, there is already some hope of surviving the six hundred catastrophes!

"I already know about this!"

"Hu Rui, I called you here for my mother because of another matter. Later, a son will come to inquire about the whereabouts of the servant's grave. You should tell the truth and don't hide it!"

The old man in Confucianism clothing changed his expression slightly when he heard the words, he couldn't help but said without caring about etiquette. "Mother, but in this way, we have offended Mr. Liu Ling!"

It is definitely not a good idea to offend a deeply blessed practitioner!

If it wasn't for the old woman's deep prestige in his heart, the Confucian and obedient old man would have to refute on the spot.

"It's nonsense, the old man's pointing out Liu Ling is already a great favor for him, so can he still beat him back?"

The old woman's expression was uneasy, and her expression darkened, showing no joy or anger.

"If he's really that kind of person, it's fine that I, Xiao Wushan, have a good relationship!"

The old man in Confucianism was slightly silent, and the old woman raised her head and said with a sneer.

"Besides, do you think that Liu Ling is not easy to deal with, and that person is easy to deal with? If you don't give it to him, and don't wait for Liu Ling to repay the karma, Xiao Wushan may be in great trouble!"

The expression of the old man in Confucianism changed. "My lord, who has practiced for nearly a thousand years, can't deal with this person?"

"Didn't you meet that man before? You have seen with your own eyes how powerful he is! Besides, we Xiaowu still owe him a karma!" the old woman scolded, with a trace of helplessness in her eyes at the end.

"It's him?" The old man in the Confucian uniform instantly remembered the situation in the temple of General Zhenmo, and fell silent immediately, his heart beating extremely violently.

"We can't afford to offend that person!" The old woman's expression was indifferent, and her heart was dark.

That Liu Ling is very lucky, and his roots are also extraordinary. He has been favored by many Taoist temples, and they can't afford to offend this one.

How could they offend Lin Yuan again?

If the Lin family is just an ordinary householder, the fox family of Shilangfen is afraid, but at most they just hide, but this one is obviously very good.

However, this branch of them has a very close relationship with Liu Ling, and even sent a fox girl. The old woman's heart is biased towards Liu Ling.

Seeing the cloudy and sunny changes on the face of the old man in Confucianism, the old woman raised her eyelids and looked at the old man in Confucianism.

"You don't need to do that either. Do you think that if you find Shi Lang's tomb, you can get the Tianfu Jade Book hidden in the tomb?"

"That precious book already has an owner, and it has its own cause and effect. What's yours is yours after all. If it's not yours, no matter how hard you try, it's just a waste of time!"

With a cold expression, at the end, the old woman re-entered the practice with a trace of indifference on her face.

Hearing the words, the refined old man was refreshed, and his heart suddenly brightened.

This is the best way, if it is not recognized by Tianshu, it has nothing to do with Xiaowushan.

"Mom, I'll do it now!"

Chapter 015 Spirit Root Talent

The 24-day map senses the changes of the 24 solar terms, but in fact it is a virtue, and the evolution of the sequence of life and death, one withered and one prosperous, has a spiritual essence, and it is really the most convenient for Lin Yuan to run the 24-term air map.

Furthermore, in the ancient temple, after feeling the aura of the little white fox, although Xiaowu Mountain is full of rocks and ravines, it cannot hide from Lin Yuan's induction.

On the contrary, in the reckless spirit, like a candle, it is not inferior to the methods of seeing and hearing from the sky, crystal lighting, and splitting the earth to search for gods.

It was a large tomb, standing on the hillside, extremely gloomy, surrounded by thousands of feet of rocky ravines, and there were many small figures far away.

Lin Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and Xiao Wushan's fox clan was more prosperous than expected.

The moment Lin Yuan's figure fell to the ground, a white light emerged from the big tomb.

The white light turned into an elegantly dressed old man in Confucian uniforms. Hu Rui looked at Lin Yuan with a distant expression, and Lin Yuan felt a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that he also saved a member of the fox clan of Xiaowushan, why is he so indifferent.

But Hu Rui had already spoken lightly.

"Mr. Lin, I already understand why you came here!"

"The whereabouts of the servant's grave, I will tell you, this is to repay the kindness of the son for saving the little girl!"

Lin Yuan frowned, hearing the alienation of the old man in front of him.

But then he glanced at the many figures dancing among the thousands of feet of rock and ravine around him, his eyes flickered slightly.

After Liu Ling ran to the area of ​​Shilang Village, he suddenly disappeared for a while.

Even some experts who are proficient in tracking invited by the Lin family have never found any traces!

Liu Ling, He De, He Neng, is just an ordinary person, how could he escape the pursuit of those Lin family nursing homes who possess martial arts.

Now it seems that the answer seems to be very simple!

The fox clan of Xiaowushan might have already had contact with Liu Ling, maybe Liu Ling got the advice of this fox clan and entered the tomb of the minister.