Mythological Native Species

"Really, you are always challenging a man's bottom line!" Feng Linxen felt that his heart was a little bit strong.

As a man with sound three views and mature development, seeing such a picture, it will inevitably be a little out of control.

Therefore, Feng Linye chose to blow a cold wind to calm himself down.

Looking at the sudden snowstorm on the lake, Lu Qinglu said enviously, "It's really a very convenient ability."

"Since you're here, you can hang out with me more, don't rush to leave." Feng Linxen said.

In fact, generally speaking, as a host, when you say something like this, it means more like 'you have said almost everything, if you have nothing to do, you can get out'.

Lu Qinglu didn't seem to hear the hidden meaning at all, and nodded: "Yes! Yes! Although you are a little boring here, but the victory is pure, I can hide for a few days at ease. Last time I tried to help you, but I was offended. Zhang Ye, he is now determined to be cruel and trouble me!"

Lu Qinglu had said so, and Feng Linchen couldn't say anything about the more straightforward expulsion order.

Lu Qinglu was temporarily arranged, and Feng Linwen hid in his secret room.

Opened the jade plate that recorded the clues of the source-level shuttle instrument.

He had watched this jade plate many times, and he already knew all the details of it.

Turning it on at this point is more of a purpose to start it.

After Feng Linxun activated, it didn't take long for a key to be sent to him by the void.

As long as Feng Linwan used this key, he could cut through the void.

A door can be opened, leading directly to some unexplainable place.

There are many such places in the universe.

They are attached to the main universe, but they are deliberately hidden, not in time, not in fate, not in the shackles of rules, and not under any known or unknown concepts.

Often, such unexplainable places are either the seclusion places of some powerful or strange people, or they are used to imprison some particularly powerful felons.

Where Feng Linwen's key leads, it is both a place of seclusion and a prison.

The man in the unexplainable place is not imprisoned by a mere cage, but an unbreakable oath.

Of course, in order to use his residual heat, he must promise to make a source-level shuttle for the military.

It's just that the candidates are designated by him, and the time period is at most once every three years, and must be produced once every twenty years.

The person who issued the door key through the military department can choose the time convenient for him and go to the door to ask for it.

If the other party agrees, then naturally everyone is happy.

If the other party chooses to refuse, don't mess around.

Of course, if you can prepare your own materials, you have a better chance of being selected.

After all, making a source-level shuttle instrument is also a big burden for the existence locked in an unexplainable place. It is also a great thing to be able to lighten a little burden.

"It's a pity, I still don't know the whereabouts of Gu Shaoshang. Otherwise, if I catch him, I will have the source-level materials, and the winning rate will greatly increase." Feng Linhan's thoughts were a little far away.

Weighing the key in his hand, Feng Linxen was still thinking about what he should do to increase his winning rate.

The communication sign of the eyeball kept beating.

Feng Linwan clicked on the projection, and Jia Xuanjun appeared in front of him.

"You exchanged the door key just now?" Jia Xuanjun asked.

Feng Linwan nodded and said, "I'm already at the third level now. Getting the source level earlier will be more conducive to my future development."

What Feng Linwen said was not wrong.

After all, after becoming a Daluo Jinxian and entering the eighth level, the source-level shuttle instrument... has become a useless burden and burden, because the essence of Daluo is to transcend all time and space and travel through all kinds of things.

In other words, according to Feng Linwan's original plan, it would be more secure to get the source-level shuttle device at the fourth or fifth level, but the chance of using it would be shorter, delaying time and development.

"Remember, don't go in for the past six months. After three years, the next chance." Jia Xuanjun warned.

Feng Linwan raised his brows: "So, is there any special person who is going to have a source-level shuttle instrument recently?"

Jia Xuanjun said: "That's right! A military boss, paving the way for his young son. Most of the discerning people chose to make way. And that boss has already prepared the raw materials, just need that The unspeakable people can do it.”

Feng Linwen was a little silent when he heard the words.

If you miss this time, you will have to wait three years later.

Moreover, three years is only the most conservative estimate, and it may be a bad one, and it will take twenty years.

What is the concept of twenty years?

The Eight Immortals made Feng Linwan become a golden immortal within a hundred years.

This dazzling, equal to one-fifth of the past.

"What's the origin of that military boss? Are you a faction?" Feng Linwan asked.

Jia Xuanjun was stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Linxun in surprise: "This is not... It's a little contradictory. Wait... You don't really want to do it! In my impression, you are not like this. To be a dead person, although a little greedy for profit, but timidity...is your normal state!"

People who are too real are always annoying.

Therefore, Feng Linwan's face was a little dark. If he hadn't wanted to get information from Jia Xuanjun, the other party would have been blocked.

"Doing business as a man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You should be diligent and brave, how can you retreat because of obstacles? Take three points back today, and three feet back tomorrow. If so, where do you want to retreat? Since the rules are here , What's wrong with competing with each other? The military has rules, and it's not a one-off thing for some people." Feng Linhan was actually confident.

The so-called military boss, no matter how powerful, as long as he does not directly control him, he cannot be targeted through official channels.

And secretly coming up with tricks... Is it true that the Eight Immortals behind him are fake?

I worked hard to apprentice, not for the sake of pretending, and the number of words.

Jia Xuanjun gave a thumbs up: "You are a bully! That's right... I got wind here, you have successfully become a disciple of Tieguai Li, so speaking, you and the son of that boss are both second-generation and evenly matched. Come on! It's just someone else's own son, you are a cheap apprentice picked up."

Sure enough, people who are too real are really...really...really disgusting!

"I really want to block him!" Feng Linwen thought silently in his heart.

"That military boss is not a human race, but a monster race." Jia Xuanjun said.

"Monster clan?" Feng Linxuan was not very surprised. After all, the Galaxy Age was extremely inclusive, and any kind of strangeness could be included. It was just a mere monster clan, and it was nothing.

Feng Linwan then asked, "Do you know what kind of monster it is?"

Jia Xuanjun said with a strange expression: "A bamboo pole, a bamboo pole that has been cultivated for thousands of years and has the cultivation of a golden immortal. Usually... we secretly call him a 'gang spirit'."

...!

"It turns out that there are really gangsters in this world!" Feng Linwan couldn't help but sigh.

"What's more nonsense is that the gangster has a son. What's the reason for this?"

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