Zhai Ling took out this bottle of jade bottle and looked at it curiously. It was a rough look, but I really couldn’t see what it was. There was no way for him to open the cork and smell it. I hope it wasn’t any poison.
Is instantaneous Zhai Ling shocked.
A faint scent extended into the body with a snort, which immediately drew a burst of joy from Zhailing’s body.
"Spirit liquid! It’s actually a liquid! It is said that a drop of ground spirit liquid can make an ordinary person become a true practitioner successfully, and even the true practitioners in the foundation period are jealous of such a natural treasure! With this thing, you should be able to break through! "
Zhai Ling got a total of nine drops of this bottle of spirit liquid, but Zhai Ling heard that a drop of spirit liquid is equivalent to the seven-day achievement of normal practice, and to a certain extent, it can also promote the fix true person to break through the first order.
He is now practicing-the fifth floor of the gathering period is comparable to the ninth floor of the gathering period. If he goes to another floor, the person who fixes the truth in the first floor of the ordinary building period will not be his opponent!
To tell the truth, Wu Zhen was unlucky. He got the spirit fluid only last night. He prepared it for two days, but it was unexpected that after a few hours, not only did he lose his treasure, but he also became Zhai Ling’s battle.
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Fuyun Inn East Devils and Thieves Group Shengge City set up a stronghold, and the income of the owner of this stronghold, the Ministry of Nature, is in the ring.
Two million bronze spirit, but Zhai Ling never thought about wealth.
Zhai Ling gently smiled and touched his pocket. He had only three hundred copper spirit roots left, which was not enough for him to spend three months’ life. Now, these things are not worried, even if it is to buy some cultivation resources, it is not a problem!
After packing up everything, Zhai Ling disappeared from this field of vision with a few jumps of evidence of collusion between the East Demons in Linyang.
According to the information that Zhai Ling now knows, the Lins’ Department colluded with the East Devil, and Lin Yang’s family played a refining device in Chiang Kai-shek. Zhai Ling naturally won’t let him go. There is just one thing that can reach him.
Chapter 12 Getting Travel Notes
(If you feel good, accept it ~ Vulgar, thank you for your support! Hold back ~ ~ ~)
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One minute goes by.
The whole afternoon passed quickly.
It’s this night scene in May where there is still no thick ink. From a distance, it looks yellow and red, like a brush.
The breeze blew away, and a young man stepped out one by one as the door creaked.
Zhai Ling looked up at the sky. It has been four or five hours since he came back.
Zhai Ling didn’t do everything, but he drank a drop of ground spirit during these times.
Even Zhai Ling had to sigh that just one drop of natural resources and treasures made Zhai Ling condense twenty spirits, and the distance from the breakthrough was also a little short.
Pack up the mood Zhai Ling then step up to Lin Song’s residence.
Lin Jiashi Zhai Ling didn’t want to take part in what he would have followed Lin Yang at the beginning, and it was just because he flashed by. Maybe this is a chance.
If Zhai Ling had sent the little guy home and left directly, then the story in the Fuyun Inn would have made him less likely to get the spirit liquid so soon and would not have made him stronger.
But now Zhai Ling can’t do much for the Lins, so he went to Lin Song’s residence to prepare to say goodbye.
It’s better to go to the Soul Moon Mountain early.
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On the other side, Lin Chang is sitting at home with a frown. His son Lin Yang has left for a few hours and has not returned. A bad feeling gradually haunts him.
"Was it killed by the East Devils?"
"impossible!"
"The east magic those people won’t! Anyway, I am also a deacon of the Lins’ family, and they will not be so arrogant! "
"But what happened to Yang Er?"
Lin Chang soon became anxious. He was Lin Yang, so don’t let anything happen.
It wasn’t long before his hand sent out to inquire about the news came back.
Is to let Lin Changfa accept it, but there is no news.
"What did you say! Is the door of Fuyun Inn closed? When? Just a few hours ago. What kind of business does it stop? "
Lin Chang’s eyebrows are so high that he feels something is wrong vaguely.