Chapter 12 [I don’t eat beef] Xia He's expression changed, and she felt inexplicably nervous. She instinctively sensed that this was a tricky guy. "What is the origin of this guy?" Xu San narrowed his eyes, and the names of various forces emerged in his mind. However, their skills did not match the abilities displayed by Lin Xian. "In the past, I discussed Taoism with Zhang Xilin and exchanged insights into martial arts. If I gain anything, I will owe that big-eared thief a favor." Lin Xian, who looked like a teenager and only about eleven or twelve years old, now looked very old. Divine light gushed out from his life spring and covered him. His body slowly soared into the air, and he stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the divine rainbow. The clothes, which were one size larger, were dancing in the air, floating in the air. He looked like a god descending upon the earth, and said leisurely, "Just surrender..." "Tie up your grandma's legs!" Xia He shouted and kicked out. The ground suddenly cracked open, stretching for more than ten meters. The stones buried in the ground flew into the sky like sharp swords. Then she turned around and walked away decisively, running towards the motorcycle in the distance without any reluctance. Lin Xian smiled indifferently and waved his hand casually. In an instant, the platinum-colored divine light turned into a sharp sword that spanned dozens of meters and directly cut the motorcycle into pieces with one sword. Flames shot up into the sky, and countless iron filings flew, scratching Xia He's beautiful face, and blood dripped out. Xia He, who was one of the four most arrogant people, did not dare to move another step. Her long and white thighs were trembling, and she turned around slowly with a stiff body. Wielding the fifty-meter-long divine sword, Lin Xian showed a brilliant smile and said jokingly, "I can let you run forty-nine meters first. You can give it a try."
"Don't try it, don't try it." Xia He swallowed and looked at the young man who seemed like a god in the sky. Endless regret surged in her heart. Why did she come here and meet such an old monster? The bone-scraping technique that she was most proud of was of no use at all. Because they can fly, and you can’t even touch them. "Senior, spare my life!" With a thud, Lu Liang knelt down without any hesitation, banged his head, and shouted loudly: "I am not the mastermind, I am just an accomplice!" As an alien from one of the four families, Lu Liang has received complete training from the alien family and has a clear understanding of the aliens who can fly with their own energy without the help of other powers. Throughout the ages, how many people in the alien world can cultivate to this level? ! If one's physical body can float in the air and fly on a rainbow, he would be considered a great immortal in ancient times. If his physical body can become a saint, he would be a powerful person whom even the emperor would worship as his national teacher. There are still such terrifying existences in the world of extraordinary people today. Escape means death, but kneeling down still gives you a glimmer of hope. "Leader, I want to turn myself in!" Liu Yanyan shuddered and raised her hands: "I want to go to jail, I want to go to jail!" Zhang Chulan saw this scene, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "So smooth?" "Hmm?" Lin Xian took one step at a time, walking down like he was walking up stairs. Waves of divine power surged in the air, and his eyes turned to Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan shuddered suddenly, then revealed an extremely flattering face, and said with a sly smile: "Senior, ancestor, grandpa, how should I address you?" In an instant, the scene was silent. No matter whether they were good guys or bad guys, they all looked at him with contempt. Is this the descendant of Zhang Xilin? Lin Xian was silent for a moment, then looked at Xu San and slowly said, "Are all the strange people in the cultivation world these days like this?" "Excuse me, senior." Xu San took out a delicate white handkerchief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, took a deep breath, and then said tactfully: "It is rare to be so cheap." Zhang Chulan smiled awkwardly, then retracted his head and pretended that no one saw him. "It's a bit like the Big Eared Thief, like a mouse, hiding here and there." Lin Xian sneered. Although his laugh was full of contempt, everyone could understand the intimacy in it.
In this world, elders will scold you, but they will also protect you. "Grandpa!" Zhang Chulan's heart moved, and then he knelt down with a plop, hugged the thigh of a twelve-year-old boy, and howled without any moral integrity: "Chulan has been wandering for half his life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. If you don't abandon me, I am willing to be your disciple..." Lin Xian's eyes were deep, looking at Zhang Chulan meaningfully. No matter which world he was in, he needed an anchor to lock his identity. A person with a mysterious identity and no information can certainly be free and easy, but he will definitely not be trusted by others. In the universe of Shrouding the Sky, he chose to be the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, or in other words, a cultivator from Earth, in order to get closer to Pangbo, Ye Fan and others. In the Beidou immortal cultivation world where there is no one to turn to, fellow cultivators from Earth are more trustworthy. In this world, the character he created for himself was related to Zhang Huaiyi and the Eight Unusual Skills. The only people the successors of the Eight Wonderful Skills truly trust are those who are related to the Eight Wonderful Skills. Thinking of this, Lin Xian smiled slightly and said jokingly: "No, you are not the Calabash Brothers, I can't be your grandfather." Zhang Chulan got up quickly, still unwilling to give up, and asked eagerly, "What about the ancestor?" “Just call me senior. Your real master is in Mount Longhu.” Lin Xian grabbed Zhang Chulan and threw him to the woman with a kitchen knife in white. "Sister Baoer!" Zhang Chulan screamed, "Catch me." Feng Baobao dodged sideways, a loud bang was heard, and Zhang Chulan fell face down on the ground. However, thanks to his pure extraordinary skills, he was not hurt at all, just covered in dirt. "Pingsha Luoyan style, this face is really thick enough." Lin Xian nodded, then waved towards Feng Baobao: "Feng family girl, this boy is in your hands." "Okay." Feng Baobao made an OK gesture, then picked up the knife and stabbed it directly at Zhang Chulan. Amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, the poisonous insect that Liu Yanyan had planted in Zhang Chulan was picked out. Xu San looked at this scene and suddenly felt nervous. He stepped forward and asked tentatively, "Senior, do you know Bao Bao?" "Baby? You mean the girl from the Feng family?" Lin Xian said with a smile, "I don't know her, I've never heard of her, but she's the granddaughter of the big-eared thief, you can trust her." "Trust her?" Zhang Chulan was slightly stunned, his big eyes filled with confusion, not understanding what was going on. "Yes, trust her." Lin Xian nodded and said meaningfully, "Just like trusting Zhang Huaiyi." Zhang Huaiyi was the original name of Zhang Chulan’s grandfather Zhang Xilin, the high-ranking Taoist priest from Mount Longhu who was supposed to inherit the position of Heavenly Master. Everyone was shocked, their hearts were in turmoil. Lin Xian coughed lightly, interrupting everyone's thoughts, then looked at Xu San and said slowly: "I don't want to eat... um." There were rustling sounds. The company employees who were lying in ambush everywhere slowly walked out after receiving the instructions and formed an encirclement. After a pause and a look around, Lin Xian felt that he had not broken through the Dao Palace realm and could not resist a nuclear bomb at present, so he took a deep breath and changed the subject: "We must protect my alien world." Xu San: ??? "I mean, I can be patriotic, too." Lin Xian looked serious and said, "What do you think of me being the Tenth Lord?" (End of this chapter)