As Lin Bei roared, all the spiritual power in his body surged out as if life-threatening.
The violent Qilin blood in his body was finally conquered at this moment. The originally violent energy, neutralized by the spiritual power, gradually turned into a gentle stream of warmth, gradually penetrating Lin Bei's limbs and bones.
The scorching heat that was once like being in a volcano has now become as gentle and comfortable as a hot spring.
The further tempering of the physical body has finally begun.
By the time everything was over, it was already early the next morning.
Lin Bei slowly opened his eyes, and under the golden light in his eyes, there was an imperceptible hint of fiery red.
His clothes were torn to pieces by the violent spiritual power, and now he was sitting naked in the attic. His originally warm skin became more shiny, whiter, and more delicate, like a newborn baby that had just landed, with the blood vessels inside it.
The roots are visible.
But the difference is that Lin Bei's blood vessels are clear and strong, and even have a different kind of red light.
Lin Bei slowly opened his mouth, spitting out a stream of turbid air, followed by a handful of sparks that bloomed like fireworks, and finally dissipated along with the turbid air.
This is the power from the ancient Qilin.
Now, even if Lin Bei doesn't use the fire talisman, he can directly mobilize the rootless fire, and ordinary flames can no longer hurt him.
Lin Bei stood up, and with a casual move, a pinch of rootless fire appeared between his fingers. With a thought, the flame grew and became the size of a human head, and separated from his fingers, floating in front of him.
Bang!
Lin Bei punched out, directly scattering the flames. The punch was so fast that it even created a wave of air visible to the naked eye in the air.
"The physical strength has also increased several times!"
Lin Bei murmured to himself.
The effect of Qilin blood is too strong. His current strength must be several times stronger than before.
Now, even if a martial arts master stood in front of him, Lin Bei could kill him with one slap without using any spiritual power.
If he were an ordinary person, Lin Bei could even kill him on the spot with just the air wave from his fist!
Lin Bei stretched his muscles and exclaimed: "It is indeed Qilin's blood. Although I was almost killed, the harvest was huge. It is much stronger than the effects of chalcedony and other heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
"Now my physical body is not far away from the threshold of becoming an immortal body."
Even if it is as strong as the blood of Qilin, it cannot reach the threshold of achieving the body of Immortal Hong.
You can already imagine how strong this Immortal Hong's body is.
Lin Bei had a little more expectation in his heart, and it was finally hidden in his heart.
He came to the mirror and observed his tempered body.
Although his strength is stronger, his body seems to have become leaner than before, and his skin is as white and tender as a baby, even more exaggerated than that of a girl.
This is not possible. How can we meet people when we go out?
Lin Bei claims that he is not an immortal, nor does he have the character of an immortal. He is just a special person who wanders around the world, and he still needs face.
So he turned over the inheritance and finally found a secret method to change his appearance.
As the secret technique was activated, his skin gradually darkened and his figure returned to its original appearance.
"That's pretty much it."
Looking at himself in the mirror, Lin Bei nodded with satisfaction.
Inheriting the secret method can change your height and appearance, cultivate to the highest level, and even change your gender.
However, Lin Bei's cultivation level is not enough. He can only change the color of his skin and some body shapes. More techniques can only be used after his level is improved.
But that was enough for him.
After all, a man who is about to run away for three years can't go out for a walk with fair and tender skin, right?
When other girls see that your skin is tenderer than hers, they will definitely be jealous!
Lin Bei stretched out his waist, found a new set of clothes, put them on, and finally turned around and went downstairs.
More powerful tempering made his physical and mental condition better!
afternoon.
Lin Bei, who was having lunch, received a call from Chen Yingzhe.
He said: "Lin Bei, do you still remember the gold-rimmed silk clothes you got from Black Dog before? The results have been identified!"
"Silk clothes?"
Lin Bei immediately recalled that he got this silk dress from Nie Lingyan's spy, the black dog Tao An.
At that time, they could not figure out the origin of the silk clothes, so Chen Yingzhe suggested that they find an authoritative appraisal in the antiques industry.
However, things became more complicated later, and Lin Bei forgot about it. Now that Chen Yingzhe mentioned it, he finally remembered it.
Before, Lin Bei actually didn't care.
But now he needs to find treasures, so he needs money even more. The value of this gold-rimmed silk dress cannot be ignored.
Lin Bei asked: "Yingzhe, I remember you said you wanted to find an antique expert to appraise it, and that person will return to Jiangcheng soon, but I count the time, it has been almost a month, right?"
Chen Yingzhe thought that Lin Bei was blaming him, so he quickly explained: "I have said that he is an authority. There must be a lot of things in normal times. It is definitely a change of schedule, but he really came back to Jiangcheng these days. I showed him the silk clothes.
, he still cares about it very much!”
Lin Bei asked: "Then what is the origin of this silk garment?"
Chen Yingzhe replied: "He didn't go into details. He just said that this thing is not simple and he wants to talk to you, the master, in person. That's why he asked me to contact you and want to meet you."
Lin Bei happened to be fine and agreed directly: "Okay, let's meet up when we meet. When?"
Chen Yingzhe said: "Just in the afternoon, I will make an appointment with him."
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afternoon.
Lin Bei came to the place agreed with Chen Yingzhe, which was a famous teahouse in Jiangcheng.
These days, young people no longer come to teahouses. Only those who are nostalgic after a certain age will often come to places like teahouses.
Lin Bei walked into the teahouse and immediately spotted Chen Yingzhe sitting by the window. He came to him in a few steps.
Seeing him, Chen Yingzhe immediately smiled and said, "You're here, Lin Bei. Sit down quickly."
As he spoke, he started pouring tea for Lin Bei with great proficiency.
Next to him, there was an old man wearing a Tang suit and sunglasses sitting.
The old man has gray hair and looks to be in his seventies. He is holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand and savoring it carefully.
But on his index finger holding the tea cup, he wore a very beautiful white jade ring.
If it were an ordinary finger ring, Lin Bei would not pay special attention to it, but the old man's finger ring actually had a touch of real dragon energy!
The true dragon spirit does not come from the dragon, but from the true dragon emperor, that is, the emperor!
This ring was once worn by the emperor, and it was worn for a long time, otherwise the real dragon's energy would not have been left on it!
Looking at Lin Bei, Chen Yingzhe thought he was curious about the old man next to him, so he introduced directly: "Lin Bei, this is the authority in the antiques industry I told you, Mr. Fang Shi Anfang."
Lin Bei said politely: "Hello, Mr. Fang, my name is Lin Bei."
Fang Shian nodded and asked with a smile: "Lin Bei, I see you have been staring at my white jade finger ring just now. Did you see something?"
Lin Bei said directly: "Mr. Fang, this ring of yours should come from a certain emperor, right?"