Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 2582

The morning sun poured down and the sky was clear.

In the distance green hills, spacious and clean courtyard, a lot of young girls sat on the knees and meditated, hustling the essence of heaven and earth.

The older one is 17 or 18 years old, and the younger one is still wearing open crotch pants.

At this time, experienced villagers have already entered the mountain, either for hunting or to collect miraculous medicine.

Lintian sat in a bamboo and rattan rocking chair in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his posture was relaxed and comfortable. The early morning wind brought fresh smell of plants and trees, and the soft morning light was not dazzling, but very comfortable.

Two years.

He has become a "teacher" trusted by the villagers. In front of him, the courtyard is a school, and the young girls in the village are students.

All Lintian had to do was to instruct these students to practice.

At first, the villagers were not at ease, because Lintian was too young in their eyes, and his Taoist practice had not been repaired, almost like a useless man.

However, with the rapid development of Xiaoxi's cultivation, the villagers finally realized that Lintian, a young man who often gave advice to Xiaoxi, had terrible attainments in cultivation, even if he looked very weak.

So they came to Lintian's house with all kinds of mountain goods and wine, and asked their children to follow Lintian's practice.

Naturally Lintian could not refuse. When instructing these young girls to cultivate, he taught them according to their aptitude to solve their doubts.

Even, we teach them different ways and methods according to everyone's temperament and root bone.

In fact, with his current Taoism, he has mastered the complete inheritance of immortal Taoism belonging to the last era and all kinds of dharmas obtained so far. It has long been one Dharma and ten thousand dharmas. It is absolutely nothing to teach these children to guide the cultivation of imperial figures.

What's more, he is the first top ten thousand Taoist ancestors in all ages!

The progress of these young girls was obvious, and even exceeded the expectations of many villagers. They were overjoyed. When they treated Lintian, they all respected and were kind to him from the heart, and regarded him as their own people.

In this regard, village head Wuchuan is also gratified and often laments that after these young people grow up, their achievements on the avenue will be higher and farther than their elders.

"No, village head, they are trapped near the falling God Lake by a big demon!" Suddenly, a loud cry of panic and anxiety sounded in the distance, breaking the quiet and tranquil atmosphere.

Falling God pond!

The young girls who meditated and practiced in the courtyard became restless.

"Don't be distracted. Keep practicing. I'll have a look."

In the rocking chair, Lin Xun stood up, and his indifferent voice rang through the field, as if with the power to reach the hearts of the people, calming the young girls.

"Brook, help me take care of this place." Lintian looked at the stream.

"Yes!"

In the past two years, the brook has become a pretty girl, with young posture, beautiful and lively, and no more ignorant and childish.

Shua!

At the next moment, Lintian disappeared out of thin air.

"The place of tuoshentan has been a fierce place since ancient times. How can the village head and them be trapped there? It's too dangerous..."

As soon as Lin Xun left, the young girls in the courtyard began to talk, and many people were worried.

"Do you think master Lin can do it?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

Master Lin!

This is what the young girls in the village called Lintian.

"I heard from my father, master Lin

Although he has mastered all kinds of magical inheritance and unimaginable wisdom, his injury is too serious. He has been in our village for two years and has not completely healed up yet. "

Someone whispered, "it is said that the village head felt very sorry when they talked about master Lin. they thought that the injury he suffered was very likely to hurt Daoji. I'm afraid it's difficult to repair in this life."

"So, can't master Lin?"

"Who knows, in the past two years, no one has ever seen master Lin shoot. What's more, he's hurt now. Even if he used to be very powerful, now... Alas!"

Although these young girls respected and admired Lintian very much and regarded him as a teacher, they all knew about Lintian's injury. They had never seen Lintian fight in the past two years, which also made them lack of confidence in Lintian's action.

"Otherwise, let's go together. There are many people and great strength. We can always help!"

It was proposed.

"Nonsense!"

The small stream water's big eyes stared and shouted, "when master Lin left, he said let's concentrate on cultivation. Whoever dares to think nonsense again, I'll do it!"

Everyone immediately shut up.

Two years later, the current stream is like the head of these young girls. It has been invincible among its peers and has great prestige.

"Since brother Daoyuan decided to fight, he must be able to save grandpa and them safely!" The brook murmured in my heart.

When there was no one, she still liked to call brother Lintian yuan.

……

Fall into the pool of God.

It is surrounded by blood mist all the year round. It has been regarded as a forbidden area since ancient times.

A long time ago, a big man from Qingliu city came to visit, but after entering the bloody tuoshentan area, he never came back and never appeared again.

This incident even caused a sensation in Qingliu city and attracted many monks to explore, but no one dared to get involved in it.

At this time, the village head Wuchuan and seven or eight villagers were trapped in the blood mist and had difficulty breathing. Their cultivation was suppressed by a strange force and could not even move a finger.

"It's over... It's over..." someone's voice was bitter.

Before, they were supposed to hunt a monster, but they were lured by the monster and rushed to the area where the falling God lake was located.

When they first wanted to return, it was too late.

It's not their carelessness, but that monster, although only comparable to the cultivation of quasi imperial realm, has the power of bewitching people, which makes their mind be obscured silently and led here in a confused way.

"Village head, what should I do?" Someone asked, looking at Wuchuan.

Takekawa's resolute face was also covered with haze. After a long silence, he whispered, "what else can we do? We can only... Listen to fate..."

The voice was filled with uncontrollable despair.

Others can't help but feel sad.

Hiss!

Suddenly, a black figure swept out of the thick blood mist and turned into a fierce beast that looked like a lion tiger, but was covered with black scales, oil-green pupils and blood-colored unicorn.

Wuchuan they were horrified and recognized at a glance that this was the fierce beast they had chased and killed before——

Black dream tapir!

Buzzing~

As soon as the black dream tapir appeared, a circle of strange ghost black light appeared all over its fur, saying that the bodies of Wuchuan and others were covered.

After a while, the eyes of Wuchuan and others became dull and their consciousness became confused.

The black dream tapir's pair of green pupils glowed with brilliance and issued an obscure and low mantra:

"To

A thousand feet ahead is the falling God lake. There is a divine grass derived from the power of order in the deepest place. If any of you can help me take it out, I'll let you go. "

"Go."

The black dream tapir raised its claw and waved it gently. In the blood mist nearby, it immediately separated a path.

Like Wuchuan and others who were manipulated by their minds and spirits, they raised their feet and moved forward along the path like puppets.

The black dream tapir followed.

Before long, a black pool with a range of about 100 feet appeared in the view. Around the pool, there were bones piled up all over the place. They had long been decayed, human shaped and left by the creatures of other ethnic groups. They all fell down. It was chilling for some time.

And above the pool, there are strands of blood mist like the chain of order, which stagnate there, strange and frightening.

Falling God pond!

An unknown place of great evil.

The black dream tapir left far away and recited the mantra in a low voice: "use your cultivation and jump into the pool one by one. Remember, don't touch those bloody mist."

Wuchuan and others, unaware of the danger, approached it step by step.

Shua!

But just then, a sharp figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of Wuchuan and others. It was Lintian.

"Village head, I'll take you back."

His figure was solemn and straight, and he opened his mouth with a smile. A very ordinary and casual sentence could fall into the ears of Wuchuan and others, but it was like the wonderful sound of the avenue, filled with great, sacred and enlightening power.

Boom!

Wuchuan and others only felt that the mind and spirit under control were like breaking the shackles and waking up from that confused state.

Lin Daoyuan!?

When they saw Lintian, they were stunned, and soon realized that their faces changed, and their hearts were cold. They realized that if Lintian hadn't appeared, they would have unknowingly entered the ferocious and unpredictable falling pool.

"How can you not be affected by the power of the curse here?"

In the distance, a pair of green pupils of black dream tapir locked on Lintian, who suddenly appeared, and was surprised and angry.

"Little friend, be careful of this monster. It has a secret skill of God and soul. It is best at bewitching people. It makes people fall into a dream unconsciously. It will control life and death!"

Wuchuan quickly reminded him that he was full of fear.

"Don't worry, village head. It's just a bad animal. It can't stir up any waves."

Lintian Wen laughed.

The words were casual, but the smell of contempt surprised Wuchuan and others.

In the past two years, they had the impression that Lintian was always modest and peaceful. It was the first time that they saw Lintian's strong and arrogant side.

In the distance, the black dream tapir sent out an obscure roar from his lips, and his fur was black, like a circle of ripples, and he shrouded Lintian alone.

"Overestimate."

Lintian's eyes were filled with ridicule and said it with these four words.

Boom!

That circle of black light suddenly burst into pieces, like being swept by a hurricane, scattered and disappeared, followed by the shrill and painful scream of the black dream Tapir.

He saw his pupils burst, his lips and ears burst out of blood, his whole body collapsed on the ground, convulsed violently, and his wail rang through the world.

Lintian caught his hand in the air, and the huge body of the black dream tapir suddenly turned into a palm and fell into the palm of Lintian's hand.

Wuchuan and others were stunned.

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PS: one watch today and make up tomorrow~