After endless white light shined, a vortex channel emerged.
Lin Shan felt that his consciousness was extending infinitely along this passage. Time and space seemed to have lost reference. He did not know how many universes he had traveled through and how many worlds he had crossed.
The light flickers, and between light and dark, the surrounding figures regress crazily. Chaos spreads outside the passage, and gray lightning crackles.
The next moment, there was no time to react, and he jumped out of the circle of light and came to the cold and silent void.
A purple manuscript lies quietly at the end of eternity.
Thick streaks of pure white fairy energy rolled and rotated playfully around it, endlessly surrounding it.
For countless years, no one seems to have set foot here, and it seems to have become a place forgotten by the world. Only this manuscript stays here alone, perhaps waiting for something, or perhaps escaping from something.
Lin Shan stood there blankly for a long time, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
Maybe it was a day, or maybe it was a year, but an ancient and obscure syllable gradually sounded in his ears.
The voice sounded slow, dull, and difficult, and he spoke in a muffled manner, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time and suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"You... are looking for... me... for what..."
Lin Shan woke up and responded with a slow salute:
"Greetings to Senior Xianshu, Junior Lin Shan is the monk in the Qi training period who was given the magical seed by you thirty-two years ago.
I came here specially today to thank you for your kindness in giving me the Dharma. In addition, I beg my seniors to give me some more soul sources to help me achieve the soul elixir path.
The kindness of my predecessors and me is like rebirth. I will never forget each other in the future, and I will definitely tie a ring of grass in my hand to repay..."
Lin Shan spoke quickly, shaking out the drafts he had memorized for a long time, fearing that he would delay the fairy book and make others unhappy.
The Nailhead Seven Arrows Book is still in the desolate void. The purple mysterious ancient script is flashing, and the fairy birds are flying around. It has been silent for a long time and I don’t know what I am thinking about, or it needs time to start. It has been inactive for a long time.
thinking.
Just when Lin Shan was getting impatient after waiting, he suddenly felt a terrifying gaze coming straight from the depths of the fairy book!
For a moment, his whole body was shaking like chaff. It was because a lower-level creature faced an existence that was too high above him and was suppressed in all directions without any thought of resistance.
This time, the ancient voice was mostly articulate, and its speech speed began to move closer to normal.
"I...remember you...the body of the disaster star..."
Lin Shan was surprised before he could.
"The source of soul...the road to soul elixir...can..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xianshu didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with him, and he agreed without saying a word!
The next moment, wisps of mist began to rise, gradually gathering above the fairy book, and a transparent stone slab the size of a fist appeared.
This is not over yet, the Purple Fairy Book keeps extracting unknown mysterious substances from an inexplicable place, and keeps releasing mist into the stone slab above.
The transparent black stone is also growing, from the size of a fist to the size of a washbasin, then to the size of a bucket, the size of a wellhead, the size of doors and windows, the size of a yard, the size of a city gate... until it becomes a super-large one with a length and width of ten feet.
slate!
Lin Shan was so frightened that he was dumbfounded!
So big?
How many soul sources does this have to be?
All for me???
The Fairy Book Boss is so awesome!
You can’t even call this an angel investor, this is simply a biological father!
Nailhead Seven Arrows Book still had the same cold attitude, too lazy to talk too much with Lin Shan, but his move was extremely generous, directly projecting his consciousness, together with this huge soul source, back to the original passage.
Before leaving, that voice echoed in his ears.
"Remember...your promise..."
In the bizarre passage, Lin Shan looked around at the rapidly retreating surroundings. Outside the passage was endless gray lightning, and next to him was the soul source slate given to him by the fairy book elder. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
With so many soul sources, it should be enough for me to cultivate all the way to the realm of true immortals.
The boss of Fairy Book got it right in one step and made the arrangements clearly. This is amazing!
He is simply closer than his biological father!
Is it because I am some kind of "disaster body"?
...
However, things were not as simple as he thought.
As he continued to return, Lin Shan discovered that the soul source around him was burning rapidly, and it seemed that there were powerful forces of boundary walls that were blocking the transfer of items from the upper world to the lower world.
You must know that the fairy world, as the upper realm, has always been able to exert influence on the lower realm and cannot directly send immortals to the earth.
Even teleporting an item to the Nether is extremely difficult.
If the heaven-defying treasures from the upper realm could be given easily, then the world of cultivation in the lower realm would have been unified by the powerful forces in the fairy world. How could there be a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending?
Therefore, it is not impossible to transport things from the upper realm to the lower realm, but it requires strong strength and massive consumption.
The more something is given, the proportion consumed increases exponentially!
Generally speaking, small forces in the fairy world do not have this qualification. Only the top sects and ancient powerful men can consider it. However, they also need to think twice and weigh whether the effort and reward are proportional before they dare to take action.
There is no doubt about the strength of the Immortal Book Nail Head Seven Arrows. It gave Lin Shan so many soul sources in one breath. Naturally, it was for him to use as fuel on his way back. It was impossible not to take this into consideration.
As a result, Lin Shan sadly discovered that in this void passage, his soul source was burning rapidly, shrinking from the original ten feet to seven feet, five feet, the size of a city gate, the size of a yard, the size of doors and windows, the size of a wellhead, and the size of a bucket.
...
"Shua~~"
Walking into the final blue-black light circle, Lin Shan's consciousness returned to his original state, his body trembled slightly, his eyes opened, and the dim light illuminated the secret practice room, where the Black Skeleton Demon Lord was waiting stupidly.
It was as if nothing happened, as if a long time had passed.
Lin Shan was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his head to see that there was indeed a black and transparent soul source slate in his hand, but...
It has returned to the size of a washbasin!
“I fuck#￥%&*……”
Lin Shan almost choked to death without a mouthful of water. The fairy book gave so many soul sources and sent them to the lower world in my hands, but only this little is left???
How about playing?
However, the Black Skeleton Demon Lord next to him was so envious that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear at this time. The soul fire in his skull was almost extinguished, and he pointed at Lin Shan's hand tremblingly.
"This... this... this... so much? This is the first time I have seen this. The source of the soul is calculated in pieces? Is this the investment of the elder in the fairy world? I'm afraid... I'm afraid.
..so terrifying?!”
Lin Shan raised his head in confusion: "Is this a lot?"
The Black Skeleton Demon Lord trembled and twitched: "This...isn't this much?"
Lin Shan threw it up and weighed it, but it was just a soul source the size of a washbasin: "Is this much?"
The Black Skeleton Demon King's soul was trembling with fire, and he was deeply afraid that he would kill him: "This is too much!
"
Lin Shan frowned and looked over and over: "I don't think..."
The Black Skull Demon Lord stretched out his two trembling bone claws and sat under him in a clasped position, for fear that he would break them.
"Don't worry, do you know that the average soul-cultivating race can only refine a few strands of soul source during the foundation-building period? You're just talking about it, and you're still not satisfied?"
"Oh? Are you usually into silk fabrics?"
The Black Skull Demon Lord was heartbroken: "Even some soul cultivators with poor qualifications are just talking about it! One or two strands of soul source mist are not enough for them to break through the soul pill!"
After Lin Shan heard this, he felt much better instantly. He quickly hugged the soul source in his hand tightly and asked it like a curious baby:
"Then in your hell world, soul sources can't conquer each other, rob or sell them?"
The Black Skeleton Demon Lord shook his head: "The soul source is unique. It is refined by each monk himself. It can only assist him in practicing breakthroughs. Others cannot use it. This is the law of heaven and earth, so he has the qualification to define a person.
close."
"but..."
It then turned to talk about the soul source in Lin Shan's hand.
"The soul source refined by others can only be used for their own cultivation, but if it is the soul source refined by this powerful person in the fairy world, everyone can use it without any restrictions. So we hell creatures are all scrambling to grab orders to complete the mission.
, just to get the reward from the elder."
"What? Everyone can only use the soul source they refine for themselves? But the elder can use it for everyone!
So special? So that's it..."
Lin Shan touched his chin and thought deeply, thinking that the Seven Arrows Book of Nailed Head has its own unique method, which can continuously refine the soul source material, and can improve others at will.
This is an incredible skill!
No wonder the old man has been hiding in a corner of the void for so many years, not daring to go out to see anyone.
If you are caught by those big figures in the fairy world, or old antiques, why don't you squeeze the fairy books every day to refine the soul source for your subordinates?
"It seems that the situation of the Fairy Book Boss is not necessarily better than I thought. It has laid out the world and invested everywhere. I think it has other plans..."
Lin Shan thought for a long time and did not continue to dwell on these issues.
Anyway, he is just a small person, and he cannot get involved in the game of the level of fairy books. People are willing to invest in him, whether it is because of the "disaster star body" or other reasons, it is blessing and opportunity, and he also
It is impossible to spit out the meat from your eyes to your mouth just because you are afraid of the consequences in the future.
After all, ever since he received the magical seed, he had already had a karmic relationship with the fairy book. Even if there was a rival fairy world power that wanted to liquidate him in the future, he would have no choice but to take it on.
Ordinary monks have enemies and enemies, so how could there be no fairy books?
Just because someone has enemies, you can't be afraid to accept investment.
In that case, it would be useless for anyone else to invest, who would not have an enemy anymore? Even Daluo Jinxian would not dare to say that he does not have any influence on the cause and effect.
"Let's take a step and see what happens. Anyway, I'm just a little ant in the lower world. As long as I keep a low profile, even the great masters in the fairy world won't bother to care about me."
Lin Shan calmed down and prepared to start practicing with the help of the soul source.
The soul source can not only assist in condensing soul pills, but can also help increase the strength of the soul in daily life. However, no soul cultivator is willing to do that. They can't even break through the realm. How can such a good thing be wasted on daily cultivation?
Lin Shan doesn't have this worry. He needs to level up his Soul Pill Avenue and Jindan Avenue first, and then he can advance in both cultivations simultaneously.
However, after a while, there was still a figure lingering in the secret room.
"Why don't you leave?"
Lin Shan raised his head in confusion and looked at the Black Skeleton Demon Lord who was hesitant to speak. He didn't know why the skeleton was in the way.
"That...brother..."
The Black Skull Demon Lord was coy at this moment, trying to get close to him for no reason. He wanted to flatter him as much as he wanted:
"How does bro treat you on weekdays?"
"e is okay."
Lin Shan replied a little impatiently, feeling that it was very indifferent. After taking you to see the boss of the communication fairy world, you can just leave quickly. Why stay here and whine?
The Black Skeleton Demon Lord bowed at the waist, went around behind him, stretched out two bone claws, and squeezed his shoulders and beat his back for the first time. It was really rare for a skeleton to show such a groveling posture.
"Hey~ Brother, you are not being kind. I usually work hard for you all day long, and I work hard without any credit. Why are you in such a hurry to drive me away?"
"Um?"
While Lin Shan was enjoying the massage from the skeleton monster, he was a little surprised for no reason. Even though this guy was a skeleton, his technique was pretty good!
"Up, up, up!"
"Yes, use some force on your shoulder blades!"
"The spine must be tightened by three points!"
"You need me to teach you a massage?"
The Black Skull Demon Lord was in a hurry, changing the intensity of the massage according to Lin Shan's requirements, and he was still talking:
"How do you feel, brother? Have I learned the essence of your Thai style?"
"When did you learn this?"
Lin Shan is a little confused. I have never taught it before?
The Black Skull Demon Lord explained to him: "You have forgotten that in Yinchuan City of the Song Dynasty, you took me to see Mr. Zhang, the chief appraiser of the auction house, and said that he was your nobleman. His granddaughter gave him a massage on the spot.
I naturally remembered it."
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I don’t know what happened to the old friends in the Song Dynasty after so many years. Is Mr. Zhang still alive?
However, he continued to ask: "Now that you have learned the Thai eighteen strokes, what about the others?"
The Black Skull Demon Lord was like a bitch, without any airs of the Jindan Master. He kept nodding and bowing:
"Of course I can do other things too! I can do any essential oil back massage, ancient spa, head acupressure, steam sauna massage!"
Lin Shan became alert for no reason, and hugged the soul source slate in his arms tightly without leaving any trace: "What do you want to do?"
The Black Skull Demon Lord slapped him repeatedly: "Brother, relax, relax. I just see that you have been working hard for the church affairs recently. You are really tired. I want you to relax."
Lin Shan did not appreciate it, but refused directly: "Okay, it's almost done here. You go out, I want to practice in retreat."
The Black Skull Demon Lord earnestly persuaded: "Brother, you are too eager for quick success. Don't you know that cultivation also requires a certain degree of relaxation and a balance between work and rest?
You have been cultivating for so many years, but you are young and full of energy and have nowhere to vent it. Be careful of the sun burning your body!
You must know that a lonely yin cannot give birth, a lonely yang cannot grow, so the heaven and earth are matched with yin and yang, and monks still need to refine their hearts in the world of mortals.
Do you want me to call Miss Yu? That girl is very smooth-skinned and can do all kinds of postures to relieve your boredom."
Lin Shan scoffed, what is relaxation and restraint, and what is a combination of work and rest?
I'm hanging on the wall, just practice and move forward! Why do you need a woman to calm down the fire?
Women will only affect my cultivation speed!
Of course, except for the rich woman...
However, do you think I would like Yu Jiao Niang’s shabby shoes?
Lin Shan shook his head impatiently and motioned for him to climb quickly.
The Black Skull Demon Lord was unable to persuade him, so he had no choice but to give a secret reminder:
"Brother, I usually treat you well. Now that you are rich and prosperous, shouldn't you support me as a brother?"
Lin Shan followed its gaze and looked at the source of the soul in his arms.
"Why, do you also want a share of the pie???"
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