Douluo Heavens Upgrade

The two of them knew each other. .hbacyy.”

Chen Xiaoming chuckled, poured a glass of fruit wine in his hand, and pushed it to the old man's table.

"Senior, I haven't seen you in ten years, but you still have the same style."

Wang Lin smiled softly, but he didn't dodge his words because of Chen Xiaoming's presence. Living next door to the latter and getting along with him for more than ten years, how could Wang Lin really not understand the latter.

At least in Wang Lin's view, the latter's cultivation level was as good as that of the old man, or even better.

The old man only had Wang Lin in his eyes. He stared at Wang Lin for a long time, and the weird look on his face became more intense. He sighed, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and said, "Transform into a mortal... you actually transformed into a mortal!"

Wang Lin picked up the jug from the small pot, filled a glass, and after drinking it, he said: "This junior is just struggling among mortals, how can he not be as comfortable as his seniors are playing in the world."

The old man took a deep breath, took a sip of the fruit wine that Chen Xiaoming had just poured, and said: "I have seen countless monks transforming into gods in my life, but you are the first one who can transform into mortals in ten years! "

Wang Lin didn't say anything, and his mood didn't change at all. He just smiled slightly and looked at the actor singing.

The same was true for Chen Xiaoming. He also didn't care about the conversation between the old man and Wang Lin, but when his eyes swept over the old man, Chen Xiaoming was thoughtful.

Wang Lin turned into a mortal and experienced the life of a mortal, birth, old age, illness and death, while the old man is playing in the world, enjoying himself in the world of mortals, and is at ease.

Although both of them achieved enlightenment in the rolling world of mortals, they have their differences.

Just like the path you choose, you also realize it in the world of mortals.

"Senior, take your time to watch the show. Junior, take your leave!"

By the time Chen Xiaoming came to his senses, the conversation between Wang Lin and the old man had ended. He saw him talking, taking the wine bottle, getting up and leaving the restaurant.

The old man was startled, then his eyes gleamed and he murmured to himself: "Interesting."

"Senior, what I just heard you talking about was very interesting. Could you please tell me what artistic conception is?"

Chen Xiaoming took a drink of fruit wine and asked the old man with a chuckle.

The old man was stunned again, turned his head, and looked at Chen Xiaoming seriously. His originally serious expression suddenly became lewd.

"Look, this man is old. When he's hungry, he can't think of anything."

Chen Xiaoming smiled softly, then softly called the waiter over, whispered a few words in his ear, then picked up the wine bottle, stood up and left.

"Senior, please use it slowly."

After whispering to the old man, Chen Xiaoming left the restaurant directly and headed towards his medical clinic, leaving the old man alone with his deep eyes, constantly examining Chen Xiaoming.

He didn't feel any spiritual energy fluctuations from Chen Xiaoming's body, just like a mortal.

Yes, it was like, not a mortal, because he actually felt threatened by Chen Xiaoming.

In the entire Suzaku Star, there was not a single person who could give him such a feeling, so the old man was confused.

"Are you a mortal, or are you?"

The faint words echoed, and the old man's figure disappeared silently. No one in the entire restaurant noticed it, as if the old man had never been there.

On the way back, Chen Xiaoming looked at Wang Lin leaving in front of him, but did not say anything, but returned to his own medical clinic.

What happened in the restaurant this time made Chen Xiaoming realize in his heart that he seemed to be missing something.

Lying on the armchair in the hospital, Chen Xiaoming closed his eyes and carefully recalled everything he had experienced in the past ten years in his mind. The more he recalled, the more Chen Xiaoming frowned, and unknowingly he fell into In confusion.

At the same time, in Lao Wang's shop next door, the old man and Wang Lin had left.

Time passed little by little, but Chen Xiaoming seemed unaware. He was lying on the armchair as if he had fallen asleep.

Until Lao Wang and the old man next door returned, they still didn't wake up.

"Boy, let me ask you, do you know the identity of the person next door?"

After bringing Wang Lin back after teleporting miles, the old man glanced at the next door with his spiritual consciousness and found that Chen Xiaoming was still sleeping soundly. He scanned with his spiritual consciousness and did not notice any spiritual energy at all, just like a mortal.

Involuntarily, the old man set his sights on Wang Lin. When he went to the restaurant, the two of them were sitting together, so they might know about it.

"Huh? Senior, can't you see through him?"

Wang Lin frowned and murmured softly. Although he and Chen Xiaoming lived next to each other, they didn't have much interaction. The old man in front of him was so skilled that he couldn't see through the other person. For a moment, Wang Lin's inner guess came true. A few points.

"Shit, if I can see through it, why should I ask you?"

He cursed angrily, thinking about his cultivation in the middle of his aspirational stage, but to meet someone who couldn't see through his cultivation on the Suzaku Star. This was nothing short of a fantasy.

"Well, senior, I don't know much about him. I just know that he is just like me, and he is also on the road to becoming a mortal."

Wang Lin was silent and smiled bitterly. He had long seen that the other party was highly cultivated and that he was on the road to becoming a mortal. Since the other party did not bother him, Wang Lin's character would naturally not bother him either.

"really!"

He said something in his mouth, and his spiritual consciousness swept over the figure next door, making him unaware. Either the other party's cultivation level was higher than his own, or the other party had a treasure that could block his spiritual consciousness.

It's just that he is more inclined to the second situation than the first situation.

For a moment, a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, which could shield the detection of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of aspiration. Such a treasure is rare.

The old man's eyes fell firmly on Wang Lin's eyes, and Wang Lin frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Senior, his cultivation is above that of the Transformation God!"

After seeing the old man's straw hat, Wang Lin also thought about whether Chen Xiaoming had such a treasure. But when he thought of the first time he saw the old man, it was clear that the other person's cultivation level was higher than his own.

After all, the old man helped him understand other people's artistic conceptions, so Wang Lin still opened his mouth to remind him.

After the words fell, a basin of cold water was poured down, which made the old man wake up. After thinking for a moment, he also recalled the feeling in the restaurant.

However, deep down in my heart, I still don't want to believe that the other person's cultivation level is better than my own.

As soon as the figure moved, the old man disappeared without saying anything more, and Wang Lin didn't say anything more either. He had already reminded him where he needed to be reminded. Wang Lin had no control over the old man's choice.

Having just comprehended someone else's artistic conception, Wang Lin now had thousands of thoughts in his mind and closed his eyes to feel it.

In the medical center on the side, Chen Xiaoming opened his eyes, looking a little disappointed and dim.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, even after reviewing his life for ten years, Chen Xiaoming still has not touched the artistic conception of cause and effect, still has not understood, and still has not found what he is missing?

"What exactly is missing from my Word?"

Author: I can’t help it. I originally planned to write this chapter at about 2800 words, but accidentally, the number of words in this chapter reached 3500. In order to reduce the book money for everyone’s subscription, I will put it until tomorrow.

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