Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

"Stop!" As soon as Lin Xun stepped onto the stairs, he was stopped. The doorman had a vicious look on him, and he knew at a glance that he was a murderer in the past. Such a person is now willing to stoop to be a doorman: "A little ghost cultivator can't help it!" Come make trouble."

Two fingers held the invitation letter and shook it.

The guard was stunned. The Appreciation Conference did not require cultivation, as long as you have rare materials related to the secret method of time, you can enter.

It's just that such a little ghost cultivator, where did he get the materials, even if he has a cultivation level like his, most of them were killed and robbed halfway.

Lin Xun began to pull the tiger's skin, pointing to the butcher with thousands of faces behind, "I came with him."

The guard nodded. It is possible to say so, this one seems to be capable.

"go in."

The moment he really saw Lin Xun stepping into the City Lord's Mansion, the Butcher with Thousand Faces became more uneasy.

"Don't get into trouble."

He intentionally walked behind Lin Xun, just to get rid of the relationship. Now the guard already thinks that the two of them have a very close relationship, and if one causes disaster, the other will also suffer.

"Don't be afraid." Lin Xun comforted, "The True God is my old lover."

Butcher with Thousand Faces slipped, this kid must have really lost his mind.

The City Lord's Mansion is bizarrely large, occupying almost one-tenth of the entire God Realm.

Everyone wants to form a good relationship with the true god, but in fact, not many people come. The two secret arts of time and space have always been the most difficult to comprehend. Very few people have completed it, and the remaining materials are even more pitiful.

The Butcher with Thousand Faces stepped on the green bricks on the ground, and his heart felt heroic, "If I can achieve one-thousandth of Ding Sheng's achievements in my lifetime, I will have no regrets in this life."

"Impossible," Lin Xun said coldly, "But like me, you can find a man who is as powerful as a true god."

"..."

A gray figure stepped on the crane in front of him.

Lin Xun whispered: "Isn't it not allowed to fly?"

"The City Lord's Mansion is an exception."

The God Realm was founded by Ding Sheng, so naturally he has the final say, not to mention that the City Lord's Mansion is so large, it may take half a month to reach the center by walking there.

Thinking of something, the butcher with thousands of faces reminded him: "Only people from the City Lord's Mansion can fly in the sky with specific approval, so don't try it."

"I can't fly," Lin Xun emphasized, "I can only float."

As soon as the words fell, I felt a force enveloping my whole body, and in a blink of an eye it was already on the crane.

"This is the envoy." The Butcher with Thousand Faces introduced.

The man in gray didn't say a word. People in the God Realm are very powerful, and most of them look down on the next monks.

Lin Xun didn't take it seriously, admiring the scenery along the way, the concentration of aura was frighteningly high, and he could feel his cultivation in his body skyrocketing just for a short while.

Near the place where the banquet was held, a powerful aura rushed straight into the sky, and many monks had already gathered below, sitting quietly in their seats, and in the center, Lin Xun saw a familiar figure.

Thin and stern, like a sword standing between the sky and the earth, lonely and cold.

Almost reaching the destination, the man in gray ordered the crane to speed up.

below.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the banquet began, and no one dared to speak. There were many bigwigs sitting here who were already in the world, and they were all sitting in a proper posture at the moment, with their heads slightly bowed.

The atmosphere was cold and quiet, and the needle could be clearly seen falling, let alone a person.

In front of everyone, Lin Xun performed a fall to the ground from a height of [-] miles.

At the critical moment, I borrowed a gold brick on credit and asked the system to borrow a quick buffer so that I would not die.

As soon as he stood firmly, he received sights from all directions, many of which were mixed with sympathy. In the hearts of these people, Lin Xun would be pressed to death by Ding Sheng's finger in the next second.

The faces of the butcher with thousands of faces and the man in gray who came down after that changed drastically, and they immediately knelt down to plead guilty.

Lin Xun stood on the spot like a normal person, spreading his hands: "I can't blame me, the wind is too strong, I was blown down."

Strictly speaking, he is the victim.

Low-level ghost cultivators and ghost kings are just incomparable. Thinking about the years when he was the ghost king, he could only blow others away. He is not as weak as he is now.

After tidying up his attire, he stared straight at the people sitting in his seat.

look at me, look at me.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and people who once loved each other can know who they are when they look at each other.

However, from the beginning to the end, Ding Sheng didn't lift his eyelids, Lin Xunxuan was standing, and the two were kneeling.

Everyone felt like the past century, except for the heartless Lin Xun, the rest of the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

"How long?"

One person hurriedly stood up and replied, "It's time to start."

Only then did Ding Sheng raise his eyes, Lin Xun stood up sharply, and was noticed immediately.

"Then start." There were not many ups and downs in the flat voice, as if these people were all transparent.

"He didn't even recognize me."

[System: Break up. 】

"But we haven't started yet."

As for Su Zhi, it is unknown how many reincarnated Ding Sheng it was.

[System: It's okay, as a true god, he didn't recognize you, and the host greenlit him at the beginning, so you are tied. 】

"..."

Lin Xun found a random place to sit down, and the man in gray and the butcher with thousands of faces saw that Ding Sheng hadn't spoken, so they moved their bodies carefully, feeling lucky that their lives should not be lost.

The elder who sat at the top walked out first, holding a purple box in his hand, and opened it in front of everyone: "This is a withered vine flower, no matter what time secret treasure is refined, it needs to be used."

Ding Sheng glanced at it, but didn't comment. The next moment, the withered vine flower in the elder's box disappeared, and there was an extra pill.

"Thank you, true God." The elder's eyes showed joy.

Others stared at him with envy and jealousy. The true god used poison to enter the alchemy, and a elixir made by hand would have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but the poison elixir was even more powerful, and even the false gods were afraid of it.

Afterwards, the items presented by the people who came forward were more precious than each other. Before the Treasure Appreciation Conference started, they received the wind and tried to collect rare materials at all costs.

Soon, it was Lin Xun's turn, but he didn't go up for a long time.

"Give me a chocolate chip."

[System: Wujiao. 】

"I'll give you ten yuan, and a handkerchief to wrap it up."

When Lin Xun went up, he looked proud, as if he was really holding something worthwhile.

Opening the handkerchief solemnly, everyone looked over, there was nothing special, it should be a pill, but there was no pill pattern, so they couldn't feel any energy fluctuations.

"Nursing Yan Pill, Wang Ji quality, can make people look radiant and youthful after taking it."

Lin Xun's calculations are very good. The Nourishing Pill can barely be related to the secret method of time. The most important thing is that generally only women need it. With Ding Sheng's personality, he will not take it at all.

Chocolate beans use a lot of ingredients that are not available in this world, even if they are identified, it is only after the treasure appraisal conference is over.

He was complacent, and the chocolate beans flew into Ding Sheng's hands as if they had grown wings, and the latter put them directly into his mouth, tasted them and said, "Fake."

"..."

Break up!

Not the postural kind!

Lin Xun felt that he was being targeted maliciously. Before him, there were two people who offered pills, and Ding Sheng put them away after glancing at them. Why did he change when he came to him.

There was silence on the field, and no one seemed to expect that someone would use fake ones to get away with it.

They didn't even dare to think about it.

"come here."

What did you do in the past, let you beat me to death?

I said no in my heart, but my body was very honest.

Lin Xun walked towards Ding Sheng slowly, and the moment he was approaching him, he suddenly had an unspeakable feeling that he had the opportunity to walk through these short steps after several worlds.

Ding Sheng might have lost his patience, he directly dragged the person in front of him and lowered his head.

Lin Xun started to play dead again, and touched the person's head uncontrollably: "Good boy."

Ding Sheng didn't say anything.

Everyone was stunned, it was hard to believe that they were not killed.

Ding Sheng said lightly: "You have my scent on you."

Lin Xun reached out and hugged him: "I'm back."

The four eyes met, and the mind moved: "Come back and say goodbye to you before leaving."

[System: Please be careful with the host, it is not ruled out that he has the idea of ​​detaining the host's soul. 】

After Lin Xun found out that the nightlife was perfect, he recently let himself go more and more. This is a disease, and he should be treated as soon as possible.

"It's all my smell." Ding Sheng actually smiled: "It's a magical feeling."

The butcher with thousands of faces looked dumbfounded, could it be that he really is an old lover?

Lin Xun sniffed the sleeve, but there was no smell.

"It's the scent of the soul."

Lin Xun pursed his lips, "Are you sure it's not the taste of the chocolate bean just now?"

There was no discrepancy between the beating character and the memory, Ding Sheng shook his head: "Gray shadow."

The man in gray who was in charge of responding quickly stepped forward.

"You will host it next, and I will send the trade items over later."

In the next moment, the world in Lin Xun's eyes changed, the sky was snowing, and everything withered.

"Don't worry, this is a small world."

Lin Xun observed the surroundings. For a true god, building a small world is not difficult, but seeing it with his own eyes is still a bit miraculous.

In the snowy world, he saw a beautiful peony building.

"Acacia Sect?"

"It's just a building built from memory, how can it be called the Hehuan Sect."

Lin Xun lowered his eyes, the people inside were gone, and after meeting at first sight, there was nothing left to rejoice.

"I have searched for traces of your soul, but found nothing. Later, I deduced a great achievement, and the deduced result is very intriguing."

Lin Xun couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and stiffly prepared to change the subject.

"There's no need to explain anything," Ding Sheng said, "I've already made some arrangements."

His gaze seemed to look through Lin Xun to see ten thousand years later: "It seems to be a success now."

Lin Xun laughed twice.

"Do you want to go to the lower realm to see?"

Lin Xun was slightly stunned and nodded, wondering if those old friends were still there.

Ding Sheng took him directly to fly with the beast.

The beast is very stable, but the wind is a bit strong.

Lin Xun: "Tie me down, don't let me be blown away by the wind."

"..."