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Wang Lin put down the tea cup, shook his head and said nothing, but looked at Qiu Siping and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu, if you give up everything and become alone, you still have the possibility of marching into the way of heaven."
Qiu Siping smiled bitterly. He knew that if he followed Mr. Hu, he would definitely not be able to hide it from Wang Lin's eyes, so he sighed: "Becoming a godis difficult."
The old man surnamed Hu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and suddenly felt moved, and said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, this tea?"
Wang Lin smiled and said: "This is not the tea of ??the Suzaku Star, but the tea of ??other cultivation stars. It was accidentally obtained by Wang during his trip to the fairy world many years ago."
The old man surnamed Hu took a deep breath, looked at Wang Lin, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and then said: "It was rumored that Brother Wang cut off Hongdie's arm in the immortal world. I wonder if Brother Wang gained immortal energy during that trip to the immortal world?"
His name for Wang Lin had changed unknowingly.
Wang Lin glanced at Mr. Hu and said, "I get something occasionally."
?? Mr. Hu¡¯s eyes narrowed, he looked at Wang Lin, and said sincerely: "Brother Wang, Hu is willing to exchange for a little bit of the spirit of the immortal world at any cost, and I hope that Brother Wang will fulfill his wish."
Wang Lin smiled slightly and said: "This matter is not urgent. It will not be too late to wait until the Taoist friend's baby changes. I wonder what the hell is going on with the Taoist friend Hu going to the land of immortal heritage?"
Mr. Hu secretly thought that although Wang Lin had not been practicing for a long time, he was still an old fox, so he moved the topic lightly. After hearing Wang Lin's words, he laughed and said: "That's true. When the day of infant transformation is approaching, I will come to Brother Wang to ask for it shamelessly. As for the Immortal Relics Land, this requires Zi Xin Dao Friend came to explain."
The woman in white gauze looked at Wang Lin and said softly: "Senior, there is a reincarnation tree deep in the Immortal Relics Land. I have a map to get there."
Wang Lin remained calm and took a sip of tea.
The girl who followed Mr. Hu quickly picked up the tea cup and poured it for him again. She stood aside obediently, her beautiful eyes looking at Wang Lin from time to time.
When Qiu Siping heard the word "reincarnation tree", his eyes immediately showed a trace of fire, even Xu Luo was the same.
The woman in white gauze kept looking at Wang Lin and found that his expression remained the same after hearing the words "Reincarnation Tree". It was the same as Mr. Hu's expression when he heard the name of the tree. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. This Wang Lin is too scheming and cunning. Underneath, I can't figure it out. In addition to the cultivation level, the spirit transformation monks are also far more scheming than the Yuanying monks.
Mr. Hu also glanced at Wang Lin. When he saw that the other party did not show any emotion, he became even more convinced about the rumors about Zeng Niu.
"Meditating under the reincarnation tree can give monks a chance to gain another understanding of reincarnation. It is especially helpful for the artistic conception of the monks who transform themselves into gods." The woman in white gauze looked at Wang Lin. She did not believe that Wang Lin would not be tempted.
"It's a pity that she still didn't see any fluctuation in Wang Lin's face.
A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and he looked at Mr. Hu and said: "It's ridiculous. The artistic conception of transforming into a god is one's own perception. This reincarnation tree may be useful to those monks who have reached the Great Perfection in the late Nascent Soul, or who have just transformed into a god. It will be helpful, but it will be of little help to monks who are in the middle stage of spiritual transformation and above. Mr. Hu¡¯s trip may be for other purposes.¡±
The woman in white gauze was startled and looked at the old man in green shirt next to her. The old man also frowned.
Mr. Hu laughed and did not hide anything, and said: "Brother Wang has seen many people, and Hu admires him. Yes, this is indeed the case."
The woman in white gauze frowned and looked at Mr. Hu.
Hu Lao smiled and said: "Don't be surprised, fellow Taoist Zixin. If it were just the Reincarnation Tree, I would not follow you into the Land of Immortal Relics. My goal is the Reincarnation Fruit!" After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Lin. , and said: "If Brother Wang is not involved, my certainty of this trip is only 30%. Now if Brother Wang comes with me, my certainty of this trip can reach more than 60%."
"Reincarnation Fruit!" Wang Lin looked as usual, but his heart was moved.
When he heard about the reincarnation tree before, he had some guesses. Now that he heard the word reincarnation fruit, his guess was even bigger. He was silent for a while and said: "This reincarnation fruit is about the size of a fist. It changes color every two hours?"
Mr. Hu's eyes lit up, he took a deep look at Wang Lin, and said, "Brother Wang has extraordinary knowledge! This is exactly how to identify this fruit. This reincarnation fruit is a valuable treasure for us cultivators of transformation. If you take the Dzogchen in the late stage of divine transformation, the success rate of infant transformation will increase by more than 30%. I have also read the descriptions in some ancient books, so I can be sure."
Wang Lin pondered, in the memory of the ancient god Tu Si, there are a few spiritual fruits, which are the best supplements for the young ancient god. Due to the limitations of the ancient god's system, even if ordinary fruits are swallowed, the effect will not be Very good, even if it is a fairy fruit spiritual object, it can only increase spiritual power.
 Enter the basin and burrow into the broken arm.
Then, Wang Lin slapped his right hand on the storage bag and immediately took out two white jade vials. Inside these vials were things he had accidentally acquired over the past few hundred years, which were transformed into erysipelas from monsters.
With a flick of his right hand, the two vials shattered, and a red liquid that looked like blood flowed out and merged into the broken arm.
¡°Then, Wang Lin¡¯s eyes flashed, he made a secret with his hands, and shot out a faint light. As soon as this faint light appeared, it immediately turned into a skull and got into the severed arm.
Wang Lin did not pause, and shot ninety-nine skulls in succession, integrating into the severed arm one by one.
Immediately, the color of the severed arm immediately changed, from the previous snow-white to black and red. It looked extremely terrifying, and there was a fishy stench. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com