Cultivation world prohibits discrimination magic weapon

Lei Zimo hurriedly patted his ass and left, he ran very fast to avoid causing trouble again.

After all, he is known as a troublemaker in the world.

Originally, he wanted to move bricks to the demon world to make money, but now he failed to move bricks and almost killed someone, even his last decent clothes were struck by lightning.

At the boundary marker between the demon world and the human world, a ragged Lei Zimo touched his Qiankun bag, which was empty.Pedestrians passing by looked at him strangely.

After all, this person's face is quite pleasing to the eye, but the clothes are a bit hard to describe...

Lei Zimo squatted at the boundary marker for a long time, and he looked at the Zhujie Mansion not far away—commonly known as the Office of the Human Realm and the Demon Realm.

Now that he is penniless, Lei Zimo smiled awkwardly. For those strange eyes, it is estimated that these passers-by probably regarded him as a beggar, right?

Lei Zimo took out his Qiankun bag and took out his business card and squatted beside the boundary marker without doing anything. The dilapidated wooden sign had various businesses and prices clearly marked on it.

"Come by and take a look. It's big enough to protect against thunder, and small enough to feed cats and dogs. Bosses, please support me..."

The other hawkers who set up stalls at the boundary monument looked at where Lei Zimo was. It was impossible for Lei Zimo to do business with his current attire, and the beggars in the demon world shook their heads.

Lei Zimo squatted at the boundary marker and yelled for a long time, but no one paid any attention.

For Lei Zimo, who owes a lot of debt, this is simply commonplace, and finally he sent his ultimate secret weapon.

From the eyes of the little beggar on the side of the road, I saw him take out a broken clay bowl from his sackcloth Qiankun bag, then stand up calmly and walk towards this side.

Lei Zimo hurriedly walked to the little beggar who shook his head at him before.

"Little brother, excuse me—" After speaking, Lei Zimo stretched his legs, sat down beside the little beggar and put the small bowl in front of him.

The little beggar from the Yao clan looked at Lei Zimo's indifferent appearance, and he was a little puzzled. This man is so good-looking, he actually gave up his business and begged directly. What can he do with such a good skin? How could he be reduced to a beggar? the point?

Really unbelievable.

For this kind of thing, Lei Zimo has the thickest skin, just now no one came to him for business after yelling for a long time, but now he squatted on the side of the road and got a few copper coins instead.

"It's really good..." Lei Zimo counted the copper coins in the bowl, and if he waited more, he would be able to collect enough money to return to the human world.

The little beggar on the other side dropped his jaw in shock, because this person actually got money, and there were quite a lot of people who gave money.

He has been begging here for a long time, and he has never begged a bowl full of copper coins in just an hour like Lei Zimo.

Just now, a banshee in hot clothes even coveted Lei Zimo's beauty, and directly opened her mouth to express that she wanted Lei Zimo to be a male favourite, but Lei Zimo didn't agree, and instead talked and laughed with the banshee, In the end, the banshee generously gave a medium spirit stone directly.

Lei Zimo watched the banshee leave with a smile. This spirit stone was enough to exchange for the travel expenses back. He played with the spirit stone in his hand and glanced at the little demon beggar next to him, and directly gave him all the copper coins in the bowl.

"I'm leaving, I don't need the extra, I'll give it to you." After finishing speaking, Lei Zimo put away the clay bowl and strode towards the office without looking back.

Just now, the little beggar had prejudice against Lei Zimo, but now he was talking a lot, holding a pile of copper coins and looking at Lei Zimo's purple back in the distance, he didn't know what to do, and finally squeezed Say a word: "Xue Xiaoqi of the fox family, if you need information, you can find me."

Lei Zimo didn't look back, but he heard a boy's voice behind him.

There are a lot of cultivators returning to the human world recently. Lei Zimo doesn't know why there are so many human cultivators suddenly in the demon world, just because the entry fee is much higher than usual.

He took the Lingshi in exchange for the coils, and when he took out the money bag, Lei Zimo was very distressed, but now he urgently needs to go back to Wuchen Mountain, and he lost half of the inner alchemy, so he has to go back and repair himself.

Lei Zimo finally returned to Wuchen Mountain after spending all his money frugally along the way.

The thatched hut is still the same broken hut, and there is still no grass growing everywhere.

Lei Zimo stood in front of the door and sighed: "Hey, it's a sad day..." He calculated the time, and it was only half a month since he went out, and now he came back in such a state of embarrassment.

All the furniture in the side room of the broken hut was taken away by the group of debt collectors, so Lei Zimo had to find some weeds to spread on the ground.

With her slender legs crossed, Lei Zimo sat cross-legged on the weeds and began to meditate.

I don't know how many years this retreat will last...

-

Lin Yuan'an didn't know how long he had slept in a daze, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that his whole body was comfortable.

He slowly sat up from the stone bed, and the benefactor who saved him was long gone. He crossed his legs and tried to use his power from the spiritual field, but found a problem.

He's in good health now, couldn't be better,

It should be that the panacea fed to him by his benefactor had an effect. Lin Yuan'an gathered his five fingers repeatedly, and felt that his body was full of strength. He had never felt that he was in such a good state.

But when he tried to mobilize his spiritual power, he found something was wrong. The spiritual power in the spiritual field was like a pool of stagnant water, and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

If he felt lucky at the beginning, but now his mood has fallen into an underestimation, and he can hardly use his spiritual power, then he has almost no ability to protect himself. If he goes out like this, he will definitely attract enemies.

Lin Yuan'an took out the Qiankun bag on his waist. Fortunately, the bag was not lost and there were not many magic weapons in it. He couldn't use spiritual power, and he still had equipment.

He took out a mirror and looked at his current unbearable appearance.

His hair was messed up, his clothes were torn, and his skin was covered in thunder marks.

Lin Yuan'an took out a bathtub made of nine-day ice jade from the Qiankun bag, which was usually used for cultivation, but now it is only used for simple bathing.

He hasn't cleaned himself in the most primitive way like this for a long time.A water stone was thrown into the bucket, and the warm spring water immediately filled the jade bucket.

After taking off her out-of-shape clothes, Lin Yuanan stepped into the bathtub that could accommodate two people, and after scrubbing, the skin that had been scorched by lightning became smooth as new.

The changes didn't stop there. After possessing half of Lei Zimo's inner alchemy, even the scars accumulated on Lin Yuan'an's skin for many years disappeared completely, and the body seemed to have grown again.

Lin Yuan'an regretted for a while, it's a pity that he has such a strong body, now he is just a disabled person who can't use spiritual power.

He cleaned himself up and put on brand new fancy clothes. Lin Yuan'an in the mirror had an indifferent expression, his wet hair was still slightly watery, and he was still testing the Lingtian, trying to break through the layer barriers to mobilize spiritual power.

He could feel the majestic and boundless spiritual power in the spiritual field, but he couldn't use it now. The man in the mirror frowned sharply, and the expression on his wild and handsome face gradually became dignified.

As a demon king, how could Lin Yuan'an tolerate himself becoming so fragile? A hundred years ago, he climbed from the bottom to become a demon king by himself. Others only knew that he was a genius, but no one knew how much hardship and sacrifice he had put in. effort.

He will never let it go if he failed this time, he vowed to open the sealed spiritual field.

Lin Yuan'an tried in this stone room for three months, but Lingtian still had no response.

In the end he had to give up, maybe he could only find a benefactor to solve this problem.

Without strength, he couldn't continue to stay in the demon world where the jungle preyed on the jungle. Lin Yuan'an stood up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The barrier outside the cave was stronger than ever, and this was the first time he had seen such a strong barrier, and it turned out that it was an expert from outside the world who helped him.

He took out the magic weapon and took this enchantment directly into his pocket. He will not let go of anything that can be used, not to mention that he has difficulty protecting himself now, maybe this enchantment can come in handy.

It has been decades since Lin Yuan'an failed to cross the catastrophe, and the demon world is no longer the demon world he knows.He returned to the demon mansion in the past, and now the dove has already occupied the magpie's nest.Maybe everyone thought he was dead.

Now he has no way out, he is determined to get back the power in his spiritual field, and the most urgent thing is to find his benefactor.

Lin Yuan'an was still able to use his spiritual consciousness. He had woken up several times in the cave. Although he couldn't see his benefactor's face clearly, he had firmly remembered his benefactor's aura.

The highest peak in the demon world.

Lin Yuan'an closed his eyes and his clothes fluttered.

He withdrew his spiritual consciousness, and there was no aura of that person in the entire demon world, and the benefactor was not in the demon world.

In the demon world, force is paramount, no one will kindly save him, that person must be in the human world.

Lin Yuan'an summoned the flying magic weapon, attached the magic weapon of invisibility and flew towards the boundary marker.

-

Lei Zimo didn't know how much time had passed since this retreat, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already snowing heavily on Wuchen Mountain.

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in from the leaky windows and doors of the hut, and a small layer of snow and frost covered Lei Zimo's body.

In the realm of comprehension, the easiest way to distinguish magic weapons from human beings is body temperature. If the magic weapon does not deliberately cover up, the temperature of the body is just like the main body. The fire attribute is hotter, and the water attribute is cold.

Lei Zimo stood up and shook the frost on his body, and then he woke up from hibernation, and then exhaled a warm breath, looking at the white expanse outside the door with his phoenix eyes, he sighed: "Wuchen Mountain has been here for a long time. It's not snowing anymore..."

The tattered coat was still on her body, it was hardened by the cold, so Lei Zimo simply took off the clothes and folded them neatly and put them aside.

At this time, his upper body was bare, and his muscles were strong and graceful.

Due to the high body temperature, the nearby cold air was evaporated into thin steam by the warm current from his body, and for a while the room was shrouded in a small layer of white mist.

During this period of retreat, Lei Zimo absorbed a lot of aura and the inner alchemy grew back, and now he is the Zijin Hammer that resists making.

There were still traces left by the golden thunder on the skin, Lei Zimo strode directly to the yard, the snow looked like it had been falling for a long time, and it had spread several feet thick on the ground.

"Just so I don't need to boil water to take a bath." He held up a pinch of snow and greeted himself. As a purple gold hammer, Lei Zimo was tempered under the flames. As soon as he woke up, his body temperature rose. When it touched his skin, it immediately turned into warm water.

Anyway, no one would come to the barren land of Wuchen Mountain, so Lei Zimo cleaned himself in broad daylight.

-

It was the first time for Lin Yuan'an to come to the human world. He stuck his invisibility amulet and looked at the people coming and going on the street with an unfriendly expression.

It's too noisy and the sun is too harsh.

In the shadow under the city wall, his spiritual consciousness was less than thousands of territories, and he didn't find the existence of the benefactor. He thought that maybe the benefactor would retreat somewhere.

The densely packed human race on the road was chattering, and all of these human cultivators did not have Lin Yuanan's fancy.

For monsters—all too weak.

He needs to find someone who can protect him, and the big sect is definitely not allowed to go. If his identity is discovered, he will definitely be caught by those pious cultivators and cramp his skin.

Now the only thing I can find is casual cultivators.

If Lin Yuan'an is most confident in his whole body's advantages, his ability to sense the strong is his ability to sense the strong. In the dark, he feels that there is a strong force in the north, and there is no one inhabited there, and no grass grows there.

It is the environment where there are experts from outside the world.

The wind and snow are still blowing, and cheerful little tunes are heard in the courtyard.

"I love to take a bath...Take a bath...the skin is good——" Lei Zimo washed herself while humming a song, not noticing that someone was approaching secretly.

Lin Yuan'an was holding the invisibility talisman. He was standing in front of the dilapidated house number. The ticket was obviously broken in half and then spliced ​​together.

He looked at the man taking a bath in broad daylight in the yard at the door, and didn't make a sound.

In the wind and snow, the man moved with his back to him, showing a well-defined and perfect side face from time to time, with long purple hair like a waterfall, thick and smooth, surrounded by a steam-like mist, making people unable to see the reality. The vast expanse of whiteness is out of place.

Just looking at the hair, this person does not look like a human being.

Lin Yuanan frowned, he couldn't feel any strength from this person, did he find the wrong one?