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Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Counting the Harvest

Author: Cold Dabian stove

Chapter 82 Counting the Harvest

Lin Heng then deployed all his Dao soldiers and Yin soldiers around the valley. After everything was prepared, Lin Heng was confident that even if the White Lotus Sect man came, he could let him die without a burial place.

However, after waiting for a long time, Lin Heng found that no one came, which made Lin Heng relieved.

Lin Heng sat on the futon he had arranged. Lin Heng had been out for about a month. At this time, his orange tree had become as tall as a person, which surprised Lin Heng.

Seeing that the entire valley was still the same as before, Lin Heng exhaled a breath of turbid air, got rid of distracting thoughts and entered the practice mode.

Lin Heng felt that he had benefited a lot from this trip, especially Uncle Jiu's understanding of the yin and yang. At this time, Lin Heng was running his skills, using the power of yin and yang to polish his three treasures of spirit, energy, and spirit, allowing them to transform and merge into Yuan.

god.

It has to be said that after two escapes, Lin Heng's three treasures of essence, energy and spirit have increased. It didn't take long for Lin Heng to successfully advance to the late stage of practicing Qi and Spirit Transformation. The essence, energy and spirit in his body had begun to have Lin Heng's.

A trace of a prototype.

After successfully advancing, Lin Heng did not continue to practice. Although his energy and spirit did increase during this trip, this growth was too slow and was not even enough to support him to reach the perfection of practicing Qi and transforming into God, let alone a breakthrough.

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Thinking of this, Lin Heng took out all the things he had obtained. Most of the attackers brought some magic weapons and talismans, but they did not have any magical materials, elixirs or the like.

Lin Hengpo was speechless looking at this pile of magic weapons. Most of these things were vicious magic weapons that could sneak up on Yin people.

In fact, Lin Heng was not against it, but Lin Heng had no use for these things. Most of them were low-grade, and the existence of medium-grade magic weapons was really of no use to Lin Heng.

However, there are always a few treasures in the garbage dump, and Lin Heng still chose three low-grade magic weapons.

A defensive magic weapon, the Hunyuan Tower. After this magic weapon is activated, a pagoda-shaped shield will appear around the body, which can resist the attacks of the God-Refining and Void-Returning monks, and can at best resist the attack of the Earth Immortal.

Two sneak attack magic weapons, the low-grade magic weapon Yin Soul Needle, will use Yin Qi to attack the opponent's soul when it pricks the opponent. Once the opponent is hit, even an Earth Immortal-level master will be seriously injured.

A one-time low-grade magic weapon, the Blood Thunder Bead, this object can be detonated with magic power. Even if the Earth Immortal has no time to defend himself, he will be injured or even die.

After putting away these three magic weapons, he took out his biggest harvest this time.

The ghost of Lan Yu, Lan Yu is the founding general of the Ming Dynasty. In this world, he is the descendant of a military strategist, and a military strategist is a special cultivator.

They do not major in spiritual energy, but in evil spirits, with evil spirits as the main body and spiritual energy as a supplement. Moreover, they only cultivate the soul, using the three souls and six souls as carriers.

It is precisely because of such special characteristics that Lan Yu failed to participate in the Dragon Fight. He was unwilling to be reincarnated and was suppressed for hundreds of years before his soul disappeared.

In any case, this is all cheaper for Lin Heng.

Lin Heng took out the thing that sealed the blue jade. It was a medium-grade magic weapon, the soul-soothing glass bottle.

As soon as Lin Heng took out Lan Yu, the other party pretended to be serious and said: "Hello, my name is Lan Yu. I am the founding general of the Ming Dynasty, titled Liang Guogong. Thank you for waking me up. I can help you reach the peak of your life.

If you release me, I can agree to your three requests. Even if you want to be the emperor, I can help you."

Listening to Lan Yu's words, Lin Heng felt that he didn't look like a general at all, but more like a scholar.

"Hello, Duke Liang. My name is Lin Heng. I can let you out, but you have to become my Taoist soldier."

As soon as Lin Heng finished speaking, Lan Yu also knew that Lin Heng was a cultivator who coveted him, and immediately roared: "Go to hell, you want me, Lan Yu, to be your subordinate. If you want to be beautiful, it's up to you.

Take a look at yourself without peeing!

I, Lan Yu, have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I followed General Chang Yuchun in battles in all directions, and I basically won a complete victory. If I hadn’t failed in the final battle, how dare you dare to make such a request in front of me?"

"Okay, General Lan Yu, what era are you talking about? You have already killed three of your tribes because of your own pride. Now you are my prisoner. What do you have to be proud of?"

"Shuzi! How dare you bully me like this!"

Lan Yu was immediately furious, and the entire soul-suppressing glass bottle shook violently. However, it didn't take long for Lan Yu to stop being angry. If he could have come out, he would have come out long ago.

Then Lan Yu sat in the glass vase with a decadent look on his face. He sighed and said, "It's not impossible to be your Taoist soldier, but I have a request. If you can do it, I will agree to it."

"What's up?"

"I want my skin back."

"???" Lin Heng showed a confused expression.

"After I was killed by Zhu Yuanzhang, he actually skinned me to death, because all my people were dead, and no one helped me pick up my skin. After tossing and turning, my skin was obtained by the Manchus, and they took me

After being released, they used my skin to trade, and they asked me to cause trouble in the Central Plains to prepare for their settlement in the Central Plains.

As a result, they repented, and I had no choice but to fight to the north, but was sealed by the Five Immortals Family to this day. If you can promise to help me get my skin back from those Qing Dynasty relics in the north, I will promise you to become your Taoist priest.

Soldier."

Lin Heng was very moved when he heard the other party's request, but he did not agree immediately. Lin Heng asked instead: "How strong are they? Are they strong?"

"There is a totem among them. Haidong Qing is a master at the mid-level True Immortal level and is considered a top figure in the entire Central Plains. Next is their number one warrior Natulu, who is a first-time True Immortal.

There are about ten other Earth Immortal-level experts, what do you think, boy, will you agree to my request?"

"Since your request is so simple, why was it sealed by the Five Immortals Family for so long?"

"Hmph! They and Hai Dongqing were family members five hundred years ago. There is no way they would offend each other because of me."

"Okay, senior, I agree to your request. I hope you will make an oath of heaven, otherwise I will not dare to let senior out."

"Okay, but then again, boy, how long do you plan to spend to get it back for me? I will give you 50 years at most."

"No need, senior. It doesn't need fifty years. It can be as long as thirty years or as short as ten years. I will help you get it back. If I don't help you get it back in thirty years, you can leave on your own and get it from me."

Head."

"Okay, have the courage."

Lan Yu immediately swore to Tiandao, and a bolt of thunder struck down. Lan Yu and Lin Heng knew that Tiandao recognized their oath.

Lin Heng then released Lan Yu. After Lan Yu appeared, Lin Heng took out the refined soybeans. Lan Yu saw it and said: "You are going to give me this thing as a body? I don't know where this soybean comes from."

The magical power of forming an army is inherited, but you use it like a piece of shit, it is not as good as my military strategist’s secret technique of spreading beans to form an army."

"Senior, do you have any advice?"

"Come over here."

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