It is said that all immortals in caves have a chance, and immortals coexist by chance.

After the Immortal ascends, as long as the Immortal does not die and the opportunity is immortal, even the Immortal cannot destroy the opportunity. If the opportunity is destroyed, their own practice will be destroyed.

Opportunity can be a magic weapon.

Panacea.

Even a good furnace.

Immortals are inherently selfish and will naturally not give up opportunities to others. If they are inherited by descendants, they will also consider it carefully.

The fairy world is very limited in terms of both cultivation and survival resources, and even power resources.

How can they, who are so aloof, tolerate a rising star taking away their power?

If there were a few more immortals in the mortal world ascending to compete with them for resources, it would be tantamount to asking for trouble.

This is also the reason why Ye Lin has never seen new faces in the immortal world since he aspired to the Three Realms. They are a group of hypocrites.

It’s no wonder that there is no progress in the Immortal Realm. Such stinginess leads to the fact that there are only a few heavenly soldiers and generals in the Immortal Realm.

Their demon world is different.

Ye Lin has always believed that the strong should be respected and the weak should eat the strong. Anyone who practices magic can be promoted to the devil world.

Therefore, the fittest survive in the demon world and become stronger and stronger.

The higher-ups in the Immortal World have always been mediocre and studied the art of scheming. The fact that Yang Jian alone is so ruthless shows how deep the entire Immortal World city is.

Unable to believe the truth, Yang Minmin fell to the ground with a plop, his pupils dilated.

"No...impossible..."

"How could Yang Zu, who I have served for so long, treat me like this? He should protect us..."

"how come……"

ridiculous.

Bless you?

People simply never thought about letting their offspring live alone.

The Dao is ruthless, and immortals don't need any emotions. What does the survival of future generations have to do with them?

"It seems that you don't believe what I said, so that's it, you and your grandson can fend for themselves."

"One thing I want to remind you is, even if you don't have any symptoms now, in a few years you will die suddenly without any warning."

"Looking back, did you Yang clan members die unexpectedly? No one died for a reason?"

The words came to the point, and Yang Minmin had to admit that he could not bear this blow, and his faith in his heart had collapsed.

Even if Ye Lin didn't have Yang Militia, he could still find exactly where Yang Jian's real tomb was.

The reason why I asked Militia Yang was to find the real tomb as soon as possible, but I didn't expect this guy to do something like this.

This incident has solved a lot of trouble for him. It is best to leave these people here so as not to hinder him from doing things.

Just when Ye Lin left and was about to go deeper inside, Yang Minmin rushed up and hugged his thigh tightly, expressing his loyalty repeatedly.

"Brother Ye...no..."

"Master! Please save me and my grandson. As long as you can remove the poison from our bodies, my grandson and I will serve you for generations."

Ye Lin has no shortage of people to serve him.

But only those who serve him are not poisonous people. Although the poisonous people's organs are not intact, a good poisonous person is invulnerable to all poisons. He can try medicine and become an experimenter in refining the best medicine.

"You don't have to serve me for generations, you just need me to be here whenever you call me."

Ye Lin was interested. He was really looking forward to what Yang Jian's reaction would be if he knew that his tribe had become his.

"Take me to find the real tomb first. After we get out, I will naturally treat you two."

Seeing the hope, Yang Mingyang nodded repeatedly. His face was full of gratitude, and there was no more bad water in his stomach.

Without saying a word, he led the way and took Ye Lin through several dirt roads. Suddenly, he saw a narrow closed room in front of him.

This place is twice as small as the tomb with the hanging coffin, but it can be seen that this was originally the residence where Yang Jian lived.

What should be placed in the corner is a wooden bed, but now it has rotted into sawdust and is embedded in the square corners of the ground.

There was a white skeleton lying on the side of the bed, and the bones had corroded to the point where only a few thick joints and large bones were left.

There is a pile of small white bones next to the white bones. Looking at the small white bones, it is easy to tell that these are animal bones, and they must be those of Yang Jian's lackey Roaring Sky Dog.

In the entire tomb, there was nothing but white bones and some decayed ashes.

Where is the panacea that will allow him to ascend?

"This...this is really his real tomb."

"My bracelet was taken off from under these bones."

Yang Mingyuan has a strong desire to survive. He is still counting on Ye Lin to save his life, so how could he lie again.

It seems that I can only find articles on those bones.

Squatting next to the bones, Ye Lin immediately smelled the aroma of medicine. He raised his hand and removed a finger bone.

Putting the finger bone into the tip of his nose and smelling it, Ye Lin raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and ordered Yang Minmin on the side.

"Wrap up all his bones for me. As for the remaining treasures underneath him, you can take them if you want."

"I do not need."

Yang Minjun hesitated, and he gritted his teeth secretly: "This..."

Say nothing else.

After all, this is a relic of the ancestors, even though the ancestors were unkind to them...

Ye Lin caught all the expressions on Yang Minmin's face. He chuckled and said, "He is cold-blooded and selfish. I didn't expect his descendants to have a conscience."

"He has been doing this to you and your ancestors for generations, and you still care about him. If he hadn't met me, would your grandson have definitely died?"

These words stimulated Yang Minyi. He gritted his teeth and finally collected all the lost treasures.

As for why Ye Lin wanted Yang Jian's remains, Yang Minyi didn't understand, he just did as he was told.

"Don't forget the dog's, and don't waste it. I'll go back and take it all back for soup."

what?

The hand that picked up the bones shook. Yang Minmin was so shocked that he couldn't help but get goosebumps on his body.

If dog bones were used to stew the soup, he might be able to understand it, but if human bones were used to stew the soup, wouldn't it be too...

The key is that these bones have been in there for at least a thousand years. Is the stew really edible?

"Pick it up if you want."

"Hurry up and pack it up and take out the trash outside."

Facing Ye Lin's impatient eyes, Yang Mingyuan could only do as he was told, and it took him a long time to get everything sorted out.

At this time, voices came from the tomb outside, and those people must have woken up.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Our trip is really worth it. This coffin is wonderfully opened, and there are so many ancient books inside."

"There are also personal traces of the owner of the tomb."

"It's just that the owner of the tomb doesn't seem to be Yang Jian?"

When the militiamen with Yang came outside, they saw that Mr. Cao and the others were smarter this time and put on gloves and masks when opening the restaurant.

They are seizing the time to move the ancient objects out of the coffin little by little.

"Xiaoye, thank you for saving everyone. Once these ancient objects are rescued, I will treat you to a feast."

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