Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

"Isn't it just a ring? It's a big deal. I'll wear it with all my subordinates!"

Ye Yulin originally didn't intend to take his subordinates with him, but asked them to go back to the Green Leaf Sect and report his conjecture.

You can report the situation, this kind of person can also do it.

Where is earning spirit stones so important?

So he decides.

Six men, let one go back, and then take five people.

Ok.

The person who went back also had to leave the storage ring for me.

A warrior can only wear one storage ring at a time, which is why after Ye Yulin gave Zhou Lin the ring, he can only use the storage bag.

Zhou Lin was secretly happy.

I am not afraid that you have too many people, but I am afraid that you are not enough!
Big deal, I'll let Erdan have more varieties, isn't this just a matter of a few days?
After talking about the sweet potato, Ye Yulin and Zhou Lin got down to business again.

"By the way, Brother Xian, what's the matter with your talent for swordsmanship?"

coming!

Zhou Lin thought for a while, anyway, when the time comes to Huangsha, the matter of his million-dollar sword talent is not a secret, and he will definitely know about it.

He simply said generously: "Brother Ye, my talent is the Million Sword."

"Million Excalibur?"

Ye Yulin's pupils shrank, and he stood up in surprise!
He could feel that Zhou Lin's sword was extraordinary.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't have the guts to think about the Million Excalibur!

This is a legendary talent. I have only heard of it, but I have never seen it.

It's not just that he hasn't seen it.

It can be said that he has never seen the oldest ancestor in his entire sect, right?
Because there are historical records.

The recent million-dollar sword talent was all thousands of years ago!

Unexpectedly, Zhou Lin turned out to be this talented!
He was excited again.

Such a person must belong to their Green Leaf Sect!

Ye Yulin took a deep breath and calmed down the surge of spiritual power in his bone marrow.

At that moment, he almost lost control of his spiritual power.

"You have such talent, why are you only at the first level of Enlightenment Realm? Brother, don't be afraid of having talent, but be afraid of wasting it..."

Ye Yulin said in a deep voice, with the meaning of hating iron but not steel in his tone.

Zhou Lin has experience in how to deal with this kind of questioning.

"Brother Ye, my ambition is not here..."

As he said that, Zhou Lin sighed like a dog, full of disdain in his heart.

Lay down, I will wait for Xiao Fengzi to give me the alchemy, and if I have nothing to drink to upgrade him, won't it be nice?
Moreover.

Even if there is erysipelas deposited in the body.

Big deal, I'll eat some sweet potatoes and spend a day with diarrhea and farts, isn't it good?
Cultivation, who the hell wants to practice!
"My dear brother, only warriors can live longer, so you don't want to live hundreds or even thousands of years longer? You are now in the enlightened state, and your lifespan has steadily broken through 100 years. If you want to break through more than 200 years, you have to cultivate to the mind gate state! Want 500 years..."

Ye Yulin did arithmetic problems for Zhou Lin.

"Stop, stop!"

Of course Zhou Lin knew about this, Meng Wuya had told him about it.

"Brother Ye, as I said, my ambition is not here. No matter how long I live, it's all empty work in cultivation, and it doesn't make any sense. Life must be perfect to be meaningful."

Zhou Lin came up with another set of arguments to persuade Meng Wuya.

"This……"

Ye Yulin obviously didn't reach Meng Wuya's level, so he couldn't realize anything from here. On the contrary, he felt that what Zhou Lin said was very reasonable, and he couldn't refute it!

That's right, all warriors in the world are for longevity, and even step through the void to ascend to immortality and achieve eternal life.

But Zhou Lin said he didn't care, so it's useless for me to persuade him!
Ye Yulin opened his mouth, unable to speak at all.