The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

Song Lin met two of Yuan Chengbing's family members.

One is his uncle, his mother's younger brother, who doesn't seem to be a few years older than Yuan Chengbing, but is said to be over 300 years old; the other is Yuan Chengbing's cousin, but Yuan Chengbing is also over a hundred years old according to the school's custom of calling him senior.

The three of them stood together, and Song Lin finally felt that people who cultivated truth were different.Although the three people have different shapes, different appearances, and even the current dressing styles are different, but they all give people a sense of elusiveness and immortality.Standing together, the three of them seemed to have created a kind of alienation invisibly, and immediately opened the distance between them and other people.

Especially when they are still standing in front of the simple and atmospheric wooden building, if there is a faint smell of agarwood lingering around.

Song Lin is a person who has experienced big storms, so he will not be affected by this weird atmosphere.He Lang felt the same way with him, it was equivalent to being held on the "leash" by Song Lin all the time, and he was not afraid of being affected.But Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang, although they are also cultivators, but they started late after all, and they were a little dazed when they were affected by the aura of a powerful cultivator.

——Doubting whether I can become so powerful, doubting whether the way I choose is correct, doubting myself...

"Calm down, concentrate!"

Yuan Chengbing's uncle suddenly shouted sharply: "Practice your exercises and get rid of distracting thoughts!"

The two young men complied involuntarily, and even sat on the ground, cross-legged and breathing.The uncle approached in two steps, and one of the young people slapped behind the young man. Song Lin obviously felt some kind of power from those two palms.

The uncle saw that the young man had settled down, and then walked back slowly: "What's the matter with these two people? It seems that they started to practice at a very old age, so that even if they use the treasures of heaven and earth to refine their muscles and bones, their Taoist heart will... "

Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang, who were in meditation, couldn't hear their words, so uncle spoke so directly.Yuan Chengbing also replied very directly: "They were ordinary people originally, and they only started to practice after encountering adventures. They follow God's will, why do you care so much?"

"Hey, Yuan Chengbing, do you think that you are great after building the foundation? Do you think I can't beat you?" The uncle raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't go home to build the foundation, in case someone who has not escaped the devil Attack, do you want to break the Dao heart of your father, mother, and grandfather, huh?"

Well, once the cultivators who still had a sense of distance opened their mouths, the alienation disappeared immediately.Moreover, the tone of this uncle and Yuan Chengbing's speech is very similar, so I'm afraid the relationship is really good.

Yuan Chengbing wasn't afraid of his uncle at all, and said with his hands behind his back: "But I'm fine now? Don't you talk about it?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, so please introduce me." The uncle continued to raise his eyebrows, "I've been standing here for so long, and I still don't know how to introduce... Who is your benefactor?"

"You can't even see that?" Yuan Chengbing turned around, and stepped closer to Song Lin to put his shoulders on his shoulders, "Of course he has the tenderest face, Song Lin."

Song Lin glanced at him.

"Okay." Yuan Chengbing changed his tune, "The most powerful of the four is Song Lin."

Yuan Chengbing's uncle nodded towards Song Lin: "I am Yuan Chengbing's uncle, Liu Yunzhen. This is Yuan Chengbing's cousin and senior brother, named Liu Jiansong."

Liu Jiansong was wearing a Taoist robe with his hair tied up in a bun. He looked a bit otherworldly, but he still handed over his hands and performed a meeting ceremony with Song Lin.

Liu Yunzhen said again: "Although Yuan Chengbing is not upright, we know that you saved him, and he would have died without your help. You usually take good care of him, and we will keep this kindness in our hearts."

Yuan Chengbing muttered: "Don't make me feel ungrateful..."

Song Lin replied: "He also helped me, he helped Qinghe base a lot, mutual kindness and reciprocity, don't worry too much."

"No, one yard is worth one yard. For the blessings he created, God will respond to him. You saved him, it is your grace to him." Liu Yunzhen said, "And the family misses him, you saved him He, of course, helped us a lot.”

Song Lin finally noticed the difference between this uncle and Yuan Chengbing. At least Yuan Chengbing didn't count his kindness so clearly, and getting along with him was of course more relaxing.

Yuan Chengbing leaned on Song Lin and said, "Uncle, even if you want to settle everything, can you go in and talk? Does anyone talk about things at the door?"

Yuan Chengbing should have counted the time to say this sentence, because Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang opened their eyes just after he finished speaking, obviously they have safely passed the sudden unstable period just now.

"I was negligent." Liu Yunzhen waved his hand, and the door of the building behind him slowly opened automatically, "Several, please."

In the tea room, what Liu Yunzhen brought out to entertain guests was, not surprisingly, tea.

When it was time for He Lang to pour, Song Lin stretched out his hand to stop him: "He doesn't need it, it's a waste if he drinks it, thank you."

Liu Yunzhen looked at Song Lin, then at He Lang, poured tea for Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang, and asked, "I haven't had time to ask, who is this? And these two kids didn't introduce me. "

Yuan Chengbing introduced them one by one again.

Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang quickly stood up and saluted their seniors, but He Lang did not move.The standard of a man is that if Song Lin doesn't move, he won't move.

Song Lin and He Lang are not cultivators, so Liu Yunzhen did not treat them with the rules of cultivators, and asked like an elder: "What is the relationship between the two of you? I feel it, but I have never met you That's it. If you want to talk about a puppet master... this He Lang doesn't look like a pure puppet; if you want to talk about a ghost master, the aura around him doesn't look exactly like that. Why don't you two explain it to me?"

"If you want to talk about controlling ghosts, it is indeed very close." Song Lin laughed, "His soul is my dead spirit that has bonded with me, and his body is the golden bone that bonded with me. He is my sharp knife , my shield, but he is also an independent individual. He grows up alone, but I control everything... Do you understand?"

He spoke so vaguely that Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang only understood that He Lang was not a ghost cultivator, but Song Lin's contract partner.Liu Yunzhen showed a clear expression: "It turns out that this is the way, and it's the first time I feel such power. But are you usually like this? Let me remind you, such power is easy to be noticed by other interested people, but not All are as tolerant as we are."

"Generally speaking, we are like this." Song Lin stretched out his hand to pat He Lang, and the strange feeling emanating from He Lang's body suddenly weakened, and even the sense of connection between the two was so weak in Liu Yunzhen's perception. none.

Liu Yunzhen raised his eyebrows: "So that's the case, then I'm really nosy."

"That's right, I can only see it with these eyes." Yuan Chengbing took a sip of tea and said, "Hey uncle, I thought of it! Don't you have a Ten Thousand Souls Banner? Anyway, no one can use it, why don't you use it?" Just give it to Song Lin!"

Liu Yunzhen took a look at Yuan Chengbing.He didn't know if Yuan Chengbing had told Song Lin about the Ten Thousand Soul Banner before, but now that he mentioned this thing, it was obvious that Yuan Chengbing was determined to give it to Song Lin.

It's not impossible to give it, just because Song Lin saved Yuan Chengbing, no matter how expensive it is, he can give it.But Liu Yun really wanted to confirm one thing, and that was whether Wanhun Banner was suitable for Song Lin.

Thinking of this, Liu Yunzhen turned his palm and held out a small object.It floats above the palm, surrounded by a layer of power that doesn't know how to operate, gently fluttering, it is a black banner.

"Although this Ten Thousand Soul Banner does not really have ten thousand souls, there are probably hundreds or thousands, and it can indeed command tens of thousands of souls. If you are not careful, you will be easily disturbed by death energy." Liu Yunzhen moved his palm forward Send it away, "Your power is different from ours. In this case, I don't know if you can control it. You should sense it first. Even if you can slowly spend time cracking it in the future, at least you must be sure that you will not be killed." It’s just a matter of air intrusion.”

"Now?" Song Lin is actually not interested in commanding the souls, but he is quite curious about the banner itself, "I can try to hold it for a while, but I have to trouble Master Liu to take care of it."

His original intention was to make Liu Yunzhen look up to Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang who lacked abilities, but in Liu Yunzhen's eyes, everyone here is weak.Since it is necessary to take care of them, it is natural to arrange them collectively.

Even if Song Lin was hit by death energy, Liu Yunzhen still had a way to take back the Ten Thousand Soul Banner first.

The uncle nodded, and Song Lin stood up, even pulling He Lang up.

Liu Yunzhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Is he also together?"

Song Lin said confidently: "He is my shield, of course we have to be together."

Yuan Chengbing snorted and laughed beside him: "If you take the risk and dare not take him with you, you will have a headache when you turn around."

He Lang glanced at Yuan Chengbing, but said nothing.

"Okay, no kidding." Song Lin grabbed He Lang's wrist and explained, "He is a golden bone. Even if he hasn't completely transformed, I have cultivated it for a long time and can withstand the impact of the undead. It is rare to have the opportunity to encounter such a situation, and it is good to gain experience.”

"Since that's the case, then I won't ask any more questions." Liu Yunzhen slightly raised his hand, "Come on, then, it's not yours yet, but you can try to control it, and we'll see the results before deciding."

Song Lin stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to touch the small banner, Liu Yunzhen removed the seal around it.

Mutation!

Dead air spewed out like a volcanic eruption, and the turbid black smoke filled the surroundings.As if standing on the wilderness, there are screams and curses near or far, as well as high, low, mellow, and ugly cries pouring into the head.Thousands of ghosts are troubled by grievances, and mourners are everywhere, as if the death knell is ringing, shaking people's minds and minds.

"Work your powers and calm down!"

He Lang suddenly came back to his senses because of a yell, he subconsciously accelerated the operation of the magic power in his body, and the source of magic power exploded as if responding to him.He Lang saw countless black smoke hitting him, and then bounced off and dissipated before touching his body.Every time it dissipated, a wailing sounded in my ears.

The man's body was glowing with golden light, but he didn't care about the spectacle, and shouted, "Song Lin? Song Lin! Where are you!"

The young man who was tugging on his wrist just now had disappeared, but He Lang was sure that it must be Song Lin who woke him up!He Lang raised his eyes to look around, turned half a circle in place, and suddenly saw Song Lin through the flowing smoke.

The young man was standing in the distance, and He Lang was surprisingly able to see clearly.

He didn't move, looked indifferently, and looked over in silence.Black smoke wrapped around him, as if wrapping him in a black cloak, flowing slowly.He was holding a long black pole in his hand, as high as three meters, and the black flag was flying in the air, but it was floating like a cloud of smoke.

He's like a necromancer back on the battlefield.

It is also like the god of death who guides the way to welcome the undead.

[The author has something to say: Lin Lin is also [-] meters today! 】