The number of pedestrians on the street gradually began to decrease.
Lin San saw that it was getting late, so he planned to return to the inn. When passing by an alley, Lin San suddenly heard a fight, followed by a scream. Lin San was stunned and turned around to look into the alley.
The alley was pitch dark. I couldn't see anything.
Lin San pondered for a moment and slowly transferred the magic power in his body towards his eyes. In a moment, Lin San's eyes turned red. His vision suddenly increased sharply. Lin San raised his head and looked into the alley carefully: "Hey." Lin San San's expression suddenly became strange. He seemed to have seen something strange. Lin San frowned and walked into the alley.
This alley is very narrow. The ground is also uneven. The walls on both sides are also covered with dust.
There was a man lying at the end of the alley. His face and body were covered with scars. One of his arms was missing, and his clothes were in tatters.
Lin San glanced at the person lying on the ground: "Sure enough, it's you." The person lying on the ground turned out to be the woodcutter he met in Dongcheng District during the day. At that time, an old man had a dispute with a big man. It was this woodcutter. Out to mind other people's business.
It's really strange. Why did this woodcutter appear here?
Lin San looked around cautiously. No one else was found. It seemed that the murderer had run away.
"Well..." The woodcutter's body suddenly moved.
"You're still alive." Lin San said in surprise.
The woodcutter opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Lin San: "Who are you?"
"I was passing by. How are you? Are you okay?" Lin San asked.
The woodcutter didn't answer Lin San's question. He just looked at Lin San.
Lin San frowned: "What's wrong with you?"
"Can you do me a favor?" the woodcutter said suddenly.
Lin San smiled and said, "You and I are not related. Why should I help you?"
"I'll give you a reward." As he spoke, the woodcutter opened his mouth and spit out a red bead.
"This is." Lin San looked at the red beads floating in front of the woodcutter's face in surprise.
After spitting out the red beads, the woodcutter's face immediately turned pale: "This is my demon pill."
"What?" Lin San was stunned: "Demon pill." Suddenly Lin San remembered something. He looked at the woodcutter and said, "You are not a human being."
The woodcutter nodded: "I am from the demon clan."
"Monster clan. Why are you here? And who hurt you?" Lin San asked several questions with a straight face.
The woodcutter took a hard breath: "That's what I want to say. I hope you can help me get revenge."
"Revenge." Lin San smiled: "Wait until you recover from your injury. Wouldn't it be better to take revenge yourself?"
The woodcutter shook his head: "My injury will never recover."
"How to say it." Lin San was stunned.
"My internal organs have all been festered. And I have been infected with a strange poison. I can still talk to you now. It's all based on a thought... cough cough cough..." As he spoke, the woodcutter's voice Suddenly he coughed violently. A stream of smelly black blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Lin San stood aside quietly, watching the woodcutter vomiting blood without saying a word.
It took a long time for the woodcutter to regain his breath. He raised his head and glanced at Lin San. He said weakly: "I'm begging you. Can you help me get revenge?"
Lin San moved his lips: "I'm sorry. I really can't help you."
The woodcutter opened his mouth: "Are you dissatisfied with the low pay?" After speaking, he raised his right hand with difficulty and touched his waist. A black bag appeared in his palm: "This is my entire worth." After speaking, the woodcutter said: The husband threw the bag at Lin San's feet.
Lin San glanced at the black bag: "What is this."
"Spiritual stones. A large amount of spiritual stones. And they are all mid-level spiritual stones. A few of them are high-level spiritual stones." The woodcutter gasped.
Lin San raised his eyebrows: "High-level spiritual stone."
"These spiritual stones plus my demon pill, the reward is not low..." The woodcutter looked at Lin San expectantly.
Lin San was silent for a moment and said lightly: "Indeed, the reward you offered is very high...but..." At this point, Lin San paused: "I can only try to help you get revenge. If your enemy is very powerful "I can only choose to give up." Lin San is not stupid. He will never take risks just for some spiritual stones and demon pills.
"Don't worry. My enemy is only in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation..." The woodcutter spoke in a low voice: "And I have seriously injured him just now. His injury will not heal in just a few months..."
"Middle stage of golden elixir. Serious injury." Lin San glanced at the bag of spirit stones at his feet and the demon elixir floating in the air: "What is the name of your enemy?"
"Canglong." The woodcutter uttered two words softly.
"What. Canglong." Lin San's expression changed.
"What? You know Cang Long?" The woodcutter looked at Lin San in surprise.
Lin San twisted his lips: "I know a guy named Canglong. I just don't know..."
"Canglong is a disciple of the Huoyun Sect." Before Lin San could finish speaking, the woodcutter directly told Canglong's origin.
"It is indeed him." Lin San nodded slightly: "Why did Canglong want to kill you."
"This..." There was a trace of hesitation on the woodcutter's face.
"Even now, do you still want to hide it from me?" Lin San said expressionlessly.
The woodcutter gritted his teeth: "Okay. Let me tell you. It's for a very powerful ancient treasure."
"Ancient treasure." This was the first time Lin San heard the word ancient treasure: "What is an ancient treasure."
"The ancient treasure is the magic weapon left by the ancient monks." The woodcutter replied.
"Ancient monk..." Lin San's eyes suddenly jumped. During this period of time in Qingyue Sect, Lin San knew a lot of secrets about the spiritual world. One of them was about the ancient monk. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, in the spiritual world. Immortal cultivators were much more prosperous than they are now. At that time, there were hundreds of cultivators in the Tribulation Stage. Like the Transformation Stage, there were countless cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage. It can be said that it lasted for hundreds of thousands of years. The spiritual world was very prosperous and prosperous in the past. There is a saying that goes well, "The greatest prosperity must inevitably decline." Not long after, a war broke out in the spiritual world among cultivators. No one knew the cause of the war. Anyway, after the war, the spiritual world More than 70% of the monks were killed or injured. Especially the monks who were in the tribulation stage were not left. Since then, immortal cultivators in the spiritual world have become rare. For hundreds of thousands of years, there has never been a tribulation-transmitting monk in the spiritual world. period monk.
People in the spiritual world today usually refer to immortal cultivators hundreds of thousands of years ago as "ancient monks." Some people have also discovered ancient treasures left by ancient monks in the past (ancient treasures are actually magic weapons, but because they were used by ancient monks. That’s why it’s called an ancient treasure.) It’s surprisingly powerful. In the ancient times, not only were there many immortal cultivators in the spiritual world, but there were also a lot of precious refining materials. So the magic weapons refined by the immortal cultivators at that time were much better than those in the spiritual world now. The magic weapons refined by immortal cultivators are much more powerful.