Lin Mingyuan silently looked at the discussion in the Sound Transmission Jade Talisman, feeling a little bad all over.
Why is it becoming more and more evil as it spreads?
It was obvious that he was just Hua Lingshi who helped Xu Wan get a beauty pill, but when it was spread here, it turned into a small theater that could sing and cry.
"Stop arguing, Young Master Sang hasn't even spoken yet!"
"Young Master, I am Ren Xiaoyao, an inner disciple of Xuantian Sect. You have to protect me from now on."
"Excuse me, Young Master, did you really spend 100,000 spiritual stones to buy elixirs for the fairy?"
Xu Jiao's tone was full of expectation, like a nymphomaniac little girl.
Lin Mingyuan thought for a while, and finally sent a message as the Young Master of Donghai.
"Well, that's right."
Facing these talented disciples from major immortal sects, Lin Mingyuan really didn't know what to say and could only give a brief reply.
"Oh my god! Young Master Sang, you are so handsome! You spend all these spiritual stones without blinking an eye. You are so rich!"
"Uh...actually I don't have any spiritual stones on me."
Lin Mingyuan told the truth.
He only has a few hundred high-grade spiritual stones left in his body now, which are the rebates he received from completing previous missions. Compared with tens of millions of spiritual stones to buy Zhuyan Dan, he is indeed very poor.
As soon as this sentence came out, there was silence in the Transmission Note.
have a look!
take a look!
What does it mean to be like everyone and squander a hundred thousand!
He also said that he didn’t have any spiritual stones on him. This was too low-key!
Or is it that 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones are just trivial to Young Master Donghai and are not taken into consideration by him?
In short, Lin Mingyuan's truth shocked all the geniuses in Transmission Note, and they all made secret decisions in their hearts.
You must have a good relationship with this mysterious young man from the East China Sea.
Although my group of people are considered geniuses in their respective immortal sects, whoever can be as generous as Shaan Shao must have an extraordinary background!
"Young Master! I surrender to Ren Xiaoyao, and I will consider you my eldest brother from now on!"
After Ren Xiaoyao was shocked, he quickly sent a message to say that he must make friends with such a powerful Taoist friend immediately.
"Young Master, I would rather Hentian practice the secret of divination in the PoWan Immortal Palace, and I can divine the secrets for you. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask!"
Not to be outdone, Ning Hentian secretly licked it.
"Brother Mang, do you have a couple of monks now? I have seven senior sisters in the Yaochi Holy Land. They are beautiful and fragrant. If you are interested..."
"Amitabha, the deceased benefactor is indeed extraordinary. The young monk will pray for the benefactor in front of Leiyin Temple and perform the ceremony for three days and three nights!"
All kinds of news came from the sound transmission, and Lin Mingyuan was dazzled when he saw it.
He checked carefully and found that only the knife-grinding disciples from the Ba Dao Sect and the farming disciples from the Dan Shen Pavilion did not speak. It seemed that they were in retreat and did not sense the sound transmission.
Now, the misunderstanding has become bigger.
"Actually, those spiritual stones are not mine."
Lin Mingyuan delivered the message honestly and courteously.
This time, the system gave him a limit of zero. If he was misunderstood as a wealthy young master, it would not end well.
"As for the one hundred thousand spiritual stones, it is actually a task assigned by my family, and it must be spent to complete it."
There's nothing wrong with it, Lin Mingyuan spent spirit stones just because the system issued a counterattack mission, and he was indeed forced to do so.
But when these words were heard by everyone, the taste changed.
What kind of immortal cultivating family would issue such a mission? Is there too much spiritual stone to spend?
Everything revealed in the young man was far beyond their imagination.
A low-key genius was forced out of the world by a peerless family.
The image of carrying countless spiritual stones down the mountain to practice has come to mind vividly!
"Fellow Taoists, since the mourning young man is honored to join this small group today, why don't we each give him a gift as a meeting gift?"
Ning Hentian, as the eldest brother in Chuanyin, took the initiative to offer suggestions.
"I agree!"
"Very good!"
There were many echoes in the message, all wanting to show off in front of Young Master Donghai and get closer to him.
Lin Mingyuan was very helpless.
I didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and this group of second-generation immortals conjured up an image of a peerless young master.
But that's fine, this way you'll be more confident in completing system tasks.
"Dear fellow Taoists, I keep a low profile and I appreciate everyone's kindness."
"Hahaha, I understand what Young Master Sang means. Don't worry. Young Master Sang only needs to tell me an address and we will send someone there. It will definitely not cause any trouble to you!"
"That's right, Mr. Sang! These are just some of my friends' wishes, so don't refuse them!"
Ning Hentian and Ren Xiaoyao sang together, expressing deep understanding, so Lin Mingyuan had no choice but to agree to take it.
"Okay, I'm a guest in Shushan now, all you need to do is..."
Lin Mingyuan left his approximate location. At worst, he would ask Du Pangpang to accept these greeting gifts for him, mainly because the fellow Taoists in Chuanyin were too enthusiastic.
After leaving the message, Lin Mingyuan put down the jade talisman. He had more important things to do.
The sect competition will be held in five days. At that time, all outer disciples will participate and the top three will be selected to be promoted to inner disciples. There are many benefits.
The elders of the sect will come forward to select the promoted disciples and accept them personally, and the three of them will also have the opportunity to enter the Shushan Sword Pond to practice, which will greatly improve their cultivation level.
In Lin Mingyuan's eyes, these rewards are not important.
He has the spirit stone system at his side, and he has the ability to continuously complete counterattack missions, elixirs, techniques, and sword techniques.
What attracted him the most was actually the qualification to enter the Demonic Eyes training.
Disciples who are promoted to the inner sect will be excluded from going to the Demonic Eye to help clean up the demonic monks. I don’t know how many geniuses have fallen among them over the years.
Of course, opportunities and dangers coexist.
All the monks who emerged from the eyes of the devil will make rapid progress and shine in the future.
Lin Mingyuan looked at the stone lying quietly in the corner of the storage bag.
The Devil's Eye and the strange stone are the only clues about his father Lin Shanhe.
Only by entering the Devil's Eye can we find out why his father fought in the devil's land and find some traces. Therefore, Lin Mingyuan is bound to win the sect competition in five days!
After tempering his body with the Tianxuan Transformation Technique, Lin Mingyuan's strength increased a lot. The purple sword that was once difficult to swing can now be lifted with one hand.
Every day he would consume all his spiritual energy to practice the first form of the Overlord Sword, Jian Wuhen.
Although the process is very hard and consumes a lot of spiritual stones, the benefits gained are real.
Nowadays, Lin Mingyuan can barely activate the first move of the Overlord Sword by using his whole body cultivation.
The sword was so fierce and powerful that even the mountains outside the cave were torn apart by the sword energy, and the rocks melted into powder. It was worthy of the name Jian Wuhen.
My own cultivation of the fifth heavenly foundation also felt loose.
Lin Mingyuan is confident that he can break through to the sixth level of foundation building before the sect competition. If he gets the foundation building pill as a mission reward, his progress may be even more obvious.
He held his breath and concentrated on sitting cross-legged on the bed, no longer paying attention to external affairs, and concentrated on practicing.
Three days passed like the wind in the blink of an eye, and Lin Ming had not even taken a step out of the house. He didn't know that there were two figures coming towards his cave one after the other.
"Wanwan! Are you stupid? Why do you still care about this waste when there are disciples from aristocratic families like Young Master Sang pursuing you?"