I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Walking out of the courtyard gate and walking on the streets of Wanli City, Xiao Xueli and Chen Jian still wanted to follow, but Jiang Yuni and Mrs. Qingzhu directly stopped them with their hands.

Looking at the back of Jiang Lin leaving, Jiang Yuni shook her head: There are some things that our girls can't do, don't worry, nothing will happen to Xiao Lin.

Master Jiang is right.

As soon as Jiang Yuni finished speaking, a young beautiful woman who looked no more than thirty years old came slowly.

I've met Senior Qingzhu, Master Jiang.

Lin Xiuxiu bowed to Jiang Yuni and Qingzhu holding swords.

I've seen Senior Lin. Jiang Yuni also bowed with her sword in her arms.

Qing Zhu, who is the most senior, just nods in return.

Okay, okay, don't stay here anymore. They say that kid Jiang Lin is fine. Which of us men is not trying to survive, not so delicate.

Chen Huo, who also arrived, waved his hand.

Master, Senior Qingzhu, the sages of the Three Religions said that they have important matters to discuss with us, and you all have to come, Miss Xiao, and the elders of the Cold Snow Sect are also waiting for Miss Xiao.

Is there any news from Yaozu World?

The three saints of the Three Religions guarding the Great Wall had something to discuss, and even a young genius like Xiaojuan wanted to go. Apart from the big moves of Yaozu Tianxia, ​​I really couldn't think of anything else.

Chen Huo nodded, not hiding anything:

According to the news from the Yaozu Tianxia military camp a hundred miles away from Wanli City, Yaozu Tianxia will have the biggest siege in half a month! The eleven strongest young men in Yaozu Tianxia will probably all participate in the battle!

Walking to the streets of Wanli City, Jiang Lin found that no one was looking at him, and few people noticed him. The news he could occasionally hear on the street was nothing more than a young martial artist caused a heavy rain of martial arts .

As for this boy's name, no one mentioned it at all, and they didn't even know whether this guy was a martial artist from the Chen clan or a martial artist from a foreign clan.

Jiang Lin was not surprised by this. After all, not everyone knows his fist energy, and those who know him will basically not say it out.

On the street, Jiang Lin didn't go to the courtyard of the patriarch of the Chen clan, but wandered around, as if he was lost. Suddenly, from behind, Jiang Lin heard a few cheap shouts!

Xiao Lin'er~~~~

Lao Jiang~~~

Old pig, I miss you so much!!!

As soon as Jiang Lin turned his head to look, a carpenter, a pig and a man rushed over, pinning Jiang Lin to the ground.

The passing male monk from Wanli City couldn't help shaking his head when he saw it, and said that the world is going downhill.

The female monks watched curiously, eyes full of excitement.

Some children were hurriedly covered their eyes by their mothers, picked them up and hurried away to prevent their children from being taught badly.

What are you doing? Get up quickly! Don't you know how many pounds you are?

Jiang Lin, who was male on top of man, shouted hastily.

Oh oh oh, so excited, so excited.

Yes, Lao Jiang, hasn't it been a long time since I saw you?

Speaking of Lao Jiang, your heavy rain was really terrible!

Diao Da and the others got up quickly, and helped Jiang Lin up by the way.

Don't talk about it, I almost really asked the old min to puchi

Before Jiang Lin finished speaking, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

Fuck! Old Jiang, don't you know? We add up to eight or nine hundred catties at most, why are you vomiting blood? Jijibo quickly pulled out pig food from his bosom, and wanted to pour it down for Jiang Lin.

Your pig feed doesn't work right now. Taier Zhenjun hurriedly squeezed Jijibo away, his fingers gathered spiritual power, and black flames gathered at his fingertips.

Taier Zhenjun touched Jiang Lin's eyebrows, Fengchi, and Huigu.

After pulling Jiang Lin into an uninhabited alley, Supreme Second True Monarch used the gossip yin and yang to reconcile the spiritual power in Jiang Lin's body with the true energy of Wu Fu.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Lin's complexion recovered a little blood.

Tai Er, thank you.

Jiang Lin let out a deep breath of turbid air, which was mixed with martial arts true energy and sword energy.

Old Jiang, your martial arts realm. Now Jijibo and Diaoda have also reacted.

Jiang Lin's current situation belongs to the critical line between warriors and monks.

Monks practice spiritual power, mainly practicing Qi.

Wu Fu cultivates true energy, focusing on body training.

Although Jianxiu is considered half a martial artist, he is still a Qi trainer in essence.

It is impossible for one person to cultivate spiritual power and Wufu Zhenqi to the peak at the same time!

Jiang Lin was originally a sword cultivator of the Jade Raw Realm, and the quality of the Jade Raw Realm was comparable to that of an ordinary immortal realm. Practicing a martial artist also reached the sixth realm of the strongest martial arts in Wanli City!

The two collided with each other, and it was even more impossible to say that nothing happened.

The reason why the medical cultivator didn't detect any abnormalities in Jiang Lin's body.

Diao Da and the others speculated that it was because Jiang Lin had used Granny Hua's secret method of tortoise breathing before he fell into a coma, and thus concealed the fact from the monk who treated Jiang Lin.

In fact, the spiritual power in Jiang Lin's body and the true energy of a martial artist are already incompatible with each other like fire and water.

It's good that you know it, don't tell it. Jiang Lin waved his hand.

In fact, it was just an excuse for him to go to the patriarch of the Chen clan.

The most important thing was that Jiang Lin's turtle's breath secret technique was close to the limit, and Jiang Lin felt that if he stayed with Master and the others, he would definitely vomit blood.

At that time, I will only cause my master, senior sister and the others to worry.

Lao Jiang, what should you do now? Diao Da worried.

Yeah Brother Jiang, let's forget about being a martial artist, just practice swordsmanship. As for Xiaojuan, when you arrive at the Ascension Realm, even that Chen Yan won't dare to say anything. Jijibo persuaded.

Taier Zhenjun: I agree with Jijibo's opinion.

Jiang Lin shook his head: It's not that time yet.

Old Jiang, don't be stubborn.

Yes, Lao Jiang, what time is this!

Jiang Lin squeezed his hands: Listen to me, in fact, when I fought with the patriarch of the Chen clan last time, I not only re-entered the sixth realm, but I also learned something from the old man's punching. , maybe it can make my spiritual power and martial arts true energy compatible.

Old Jiang, don't fool me. Since ancient times, no one has succeeded.

Yeah, Lao Jiang, don't you be insane, right?

Why should I lie to you?

Jiang Lin raised his hand and patted each of them on the head.

It's better now that you are here. I want you to do me a favor. I want you on the next battlefield in Wanli City.

After Taier Zhenjun and others listened, they were all stunned!

Old Jiang! You are courting death!

Old Jiang! Calm down! You still have many wives!

Yes, Lao Jiang!

I won't die.

Jiang Lin shook his head.

Remember, you must never tell about this matter.