The Alchemist God

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"I can't talk about good or bad, but it's just a little empty..." Lin Muyu said: "Fortunately, I have been practicing, but I can still get past, Grandpa Lei Hong can rest assured!"

Lei Hong haha ​​smiled: "Smelly, you broke Zhao Yi's arm and taught him that this generation does not need to use a long gun. The first shot of our temple has become a waste in your hand. You are so eager to complain with me. Well, what did you call me this time?"

"Is such that."

Lin Muyu thought for a moment and asked: "Grandpa Lei Hong, do you know the coffin?"

"Ling?"

Lei Hong gave a slight glimpse and said: "Know that the scorpion has become stronger with the improvement of the martial arts. This is a matter of course, what happened?"

"I want to practice the coffin alone. Is there any way?"

“Study the coffin alone?”

Lei Hong couldn't help but laugh: "This... I really haven't heard anyone who will go to practice the spirits alone. The strength of the spirits is complementary to the cultivation."

"Then... Is there a separate way?"

"There is nothing." Lei Hong frowned, said: "I heard that there was a strange person a few years ago, and created a set of spiritual strength, but after practicing, it leads to a strong spirit, smell and hearing. It is several times stronger than the average person, and the result is insanity. Later, the river was killed, so no one studied his so-called absolute."

"I go……"

Lin Muyu groaned, but after careful consideration, in fact, once he mastered the seven-dimensional mystery, the seven-dimensional mysterious power would consume a lot of spiritual power, and should not let himself be confused, so he asked: "That still Can you find this one for him?"

"It should be possible. There are thousands of classics in the collection of Zetian Hall. There should be no problem in finding a martial art." Lei Hong looked at Lin Muyu seriously: "A Yu, you are sure that you will not cultivate this martial arts." And the nerves are confused?"

"No, Grandpa can rest assured!"

"Well!"

......

Before dusk, Lei Hong sent a book that had been dried and the paper was about to fall off. It was faintly visible that the word was written with 篆 - Lingmai!

Holding Mu Ling, Lin Muyu studied for a whole night, and more than 20,000 words were cooked in the chest.

The so-called spiritual pulse is actually to integrate the spiritual sense into the surrounding, to conform to nature, to enhance the spiritual strength of the air, the warmth and the energy of the surrounding grass and trees. As Lei Hong said, the spiritual pulse is A martial art, if you don't have enough training, you can really drive people crazy.

However, Lin Muyu is different. He has already stepped into the heavens. The spirits are already very strong. With the skin, the bones, the marrow, and the like, they have the blood of the dragon. Even if the spirit is raised, there is no problem.

At night, lying in bed, quietly dispelling the spirits, and sure enough, I can feel the pulsation of the sound, the sound of someone walking away from the distance of about 500 meters, two people, one sinking and one light, there is nothing, it should be Qinling and Zhangye, because the momentum of the overflow of two people is also strong and weak, the strong breath is more violent, the weaker atmosphere is softer, and it is definitely two people.

"Hey..."

A few minutes later, knocking on the door came, Zhang Zhang laughed and laughed: "Lin Lin, I am looking at you with the wine and meat!"

Lin Muyu turned over and opened the door to let the two come in. As soon as the two men were carrying the meat, he immediately smiled and said: "Come on, come in and sit down, you are welcome."

Zhang Hao is naturally not polite. He carries a roast chicken and a deer leg, while Qin Ling carries some cooked vegetables. After the two altars are put down, the individual eats and talks.

"Zhao Yu's grandson, actually threatened to practice the sword with one hand, one day to solve your problem with your own hands..." Zhang Yan squirted his mouth, his face rose red, his face looked angry.

Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile: "With him, Zhao Wei is already a waste."

Qin Ling: "Lin Biao, I must listen to you after you go out. I listen to people outside, and the people of Shenwei Camp will release words. If you find an opportunity, you will definitely unload you eight!"

"Shen Wei Camp?" Lin Muyu frowned. "If you forget, I will know that I will offend the Weiwei camp. Then again... I will not let me go."

Zhang Yi shot his chest and said: "Reassured, you are in the temple, who can't help you, isn't it?"

"Ok."

Zhang Xiao’s mysterious smile: “Lin Lin, after you defeated Zhao Wei, the whole Lanyan City is almost your rumor. They are the first people in the young generation of the temple. It is enough to compete with the ban on the military and the command of Qin Lin and others."

"How come?" Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh: "The wind continues, Qin Lei is the arrogance of the sky. I am only lucky enough to defeat Zhao Wei. Then they are the commanders of the Qianjun. What am I?" ”

Zhang Xiaowei smiled: "Where is the military power? Actually, it is very simple to want military power. As long as you decide to leave the temple, I believe that many military forces in many empire are willing to ask you for your cultivation. It’s not a problem.”

"Don't talk about this, drink!" Lin Muyu was a little distracted, but even if he was a commander, he still had to face many enemies, and he couldn't sleep at night.

"Good, drink!"

......

In a blink of an eye, it was a few days passed, and the seven-day period of finally confinement arrived, and when Lin Muyu walked out of the secret room, the Lingmai technique was already slightly improved, and the whole person stood in the courtyard with a clear refreshment.

"Hey!"

With a fist in his hand, the milky white vindicting around his fist, he gently moved his strength, and the power of the chaos suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, a **** color, the so-called chaos, that is, war, this type of power is overbearing, is the seventh The most powerful force in the mysterious force, take a deep breath, slowly improve the fighting spirit, Lin Muyu sings low: "Two demon magic dance!"

"Hey!"

The surrounding air flow is stirring rapidly, and the black demon is in the palm of your hand. It is the power of the second demon dance. It is effective to practice the spiritual pulse. The power of the second embarrassment does not feel very difficult. Dijon, in fact, after 7 days of refining and refining, the refining of the refining of the refining of the seven emperors has already turned out the ambiguity of Dijon, but when Lin Muyu mentioned that he wants to launch Dijon, he will come to the drama. Pain, the arms are full of blue veins, and Dan Tian is even more like a valley explosion. After all, his own spirit can not withstand the power of Dijon.

Deeply relieved, he gave up the desire to be a singer, and went with him. Anyway, he would practice the spirits every day. Maybe he could easily master the third day, and even the current repairs have already Very amazing, Lin Muyu is actually very confident in his heart, no more than 70 heavenly strong, he can basically win!

"A rain!"

Goyang took the temple file through the courtyard and smiled far away: "Your confinement has been lifted. This morning is the day when the temple is recruited. You should be attending this Venus sparring."

"Yes, Grandpa Gosling."

He walked a few steps and quickly sorted out the armor. The temple robes of this body were very suitable for him to wear on his body. It was also very beautiful. Even Goyang couldn’t help but look at it a little and sighed that he was young. You are not qualified to wear this shirt.

In the hall of the temple, a group of instructors and sparrers separated on both sides, and Lei Hong personally presided over the ceremony of the newcomers entering the temple.

"Lin Lin adults, are you coming?" Zhang Yan smiled and said hello.

Lin Muyu smiled slightly and stood opposite Zhang Huan. The instructors and sparrers of a group of silver stars, copper stars and iron stars naturally cast awe in their eyes. In fact, Lin Muyu and Zhang Wei are both Venus, and their status in the temple has been I can't talk to the same day when I first entered the temple.

"The ceremony begins!" Lei Hong said lightly.

Goyang unfolds the scroll, with the old vibrato in his voice, blocking the road: "That is, 14 people who entered the temple today, trial first, Qin Yan, royal descendants, 62-level Tianzun, Wuhun Dragon Scale Into the Venus instructor, Yue Lulu 200 gold coin! Trial second, Li Mingwei, civilian, 59-level warfare, settled in the Venus instructor, Yue Lulu 80 gold coin, trial name, Lei Manjiang, civilian , 55-level warfare, settled in the Venus sparring division, Yue Lulu 50 gold coin..."

When Goyang announced half of the list of 14 members, Lin Muyu had already noticed that the young man in front of the pedestrian, the eyebrow star, was quite handsome, but there was no arrogance among the eyebrows. It seems to be somewhat similar to Qin Lei. If you think about it, it seems that it should be Qin Lei’s younger brother.

Qin Yan also noticed Lin Muyu, carrying a fire red iron spear and stepping forward, laughing and asking: "You are Lin Biao?"

"it's me."

"I heard your brother mention you, how powerful you are, look at it now, but that's it." He raised his eyebrows and slammed it.

Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh. Qin Yan is Qin Lei's younger brother. He is too lazy to care about it. He is holding a fist: "There will be opportunities for discussion in the future, Wang Ye."

"Oh, I know."

......

"It's all quiet."

Lei Hong said aloud, then said: "You 14 people are now a member of the temple. It is necessary to know that the temple is the sanctuary of the world's warriors. During the practice in the temple, you must not smuggle or kill people. This is ours. Basic iron law, well, Goyang deacon, read to them the seventy-four rules of the temple!"

"Yes, Grand Deacon!"

When Goyang read 74 law articles, everyone was already drowsy, and Lei Hong immediately announced the dissolution, and began formal trials and sparring after lunch.

When Lin Muyu turned and went to eat, suddenly Qin Yan’s palm pressed against his shoulder and smiled: “Lin Yan, don’t leave, we will not be too late to eat again!”

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