The man and the snake looked at each other again, and a sense of déjà vu arose spontaneously.
Lin Xiang immediately realized that this was the black snake that had escaped from the water last night. He didn't know why it had come back again and even became so small and came to his door.
The outside was surrounded by the Five Elements Wu Earth Formation, but this dragon snake came in directly without triggering the formation or alarming the land god. One can imagine its strength.
"Did you succeed in walking the dragon yesterday?"
This is what he cares about most. He helped Feng Zheng and even transformed from a black snake into a black dragon. It would be a pity if he failed!
The four-legged little snake shook its head, then suddenly fell to the ground, as if it had exhausted all its strength.
"It looks like it didn't work?"
Lin Xiang used a detection skill on it, and the feedback was still exactly the same as when he left yesterday, with only the words [Mo Jiao (Transforming)].
Yesterday, Mo Jiao was actually at the end of his strength. It was not easy for him to save his life. Even if he rushed all the way to Longxi River and into the river with the power of a dragon snake, he could not get back the energy he had consumed.
It is much more difficult to create waves in the big rivers. Mo Jiao was exhausted both physically and mentally, and was too tired to have any strength left before reaching the estuary.
When the thunderstorm in the sky disappears, it has lost the support of the celestial phenomena and cannot survive on its own.
When running a dragon, you need to do it in one go. If you stop to rest in the middle, you will miss the opportunity.
The black dragon accepted its failure calmly, but it did not return to its nest in the Ten Thousand Mountains to continue practicing. Instead, it decided to seek refuge with the immortal who had helped it last night.
Since the other party is a god with great merits, maybe by following him I can shed my snake tail sooner and turn from a snake into a dragon!
After living for a thousand years, Mo Jiao finally got the chance to transform into a dragon. The black dragon was very patient and just stayed here and refused to leave.
Lin Xiang looked up at the distant Shiwan Mountains, then lowered his head and said to it, "Since the dragon-walking attempt failed, then you should go back and continue your cultivation. I'll visit you in the mountains in a few days. Maybe I'll need your help to lead the way."
He wanted to go and see the alchemist's cave and get the inheritance as much as possible.
Who knew that the black dragon was not shy at all, and flew up directly, and then an extremely childish voice came from its consciousness: "Master, I will not go back to my hometown. There are bad people in my hometown who want to kill me. I will follow you to learn the various rules of the human world. Please don't drive me away..."
This was the first time Lin Xiang heard a monster transmit a message.
He knew that there were monsters and ghosts in the world of cultivation, and he also knew that high-level monsters and ghosts could speak, but he didn't expect this to be the case.
I was actually being controlled by a dragon snake!
He originally thought that Mo Jiao had practiced for thousands of years and must be an antique, but the sound he transmitted sounded as childish as that of a child.
Could it be that during this thousand years, it has been practicing in its nest without any contact with other humans or monsters?
"Are you sure you want to follow me?" Lin Xiang asked back, "I don't keep idle people here. No, I don't keep idle dragons here."
Earthworms, mud monsters, and clam monsters all have to work, and raising a dragon cannot allow it to sit idle.
Mo Jiao readily agreed: "No problem, as long as the master is willing to take me in, I can do anything."
It firmly believed that Lin Xiang, as a god, must be stronger than itself, otherwise how could the other party help it transform so easily.
When he was seriously injured and dying, the other party used only one sentence to transform himself from a black snake into a black dragon.
Not to mention completely transforming into a dragon, even transforming into a dragon is not a problem!
On the one hand, this black dragon came to repay a favor, and on the other hand, it came to seek the strengthening of its bloodline and was willing to be driven by Lin Xiang.
[Do you accept Mo Jiao's surrender? ]
A powerful level 70 monster offered to surrender and serve him. Lin Xiang was so happy that he couldn't contain his joy. How could he refuse?
With the Mo Jiao, he now had an extra powerful fighter and a domineering mount.
Good intentions are indeed rewarded.
If I hadn't canonized it out of pity last night, I wouldn't have been able to subdue such a powerful helper today.
But when Lin Xiang chose yes, he found that he seemed to have been cheated.
Because this black dragon is in a state of transformation, it cannot exert its full strength!
Either stop transforming and completely lose the possibility of becoming a dragon; or directly break through the last barrier, transform your own snake tail into a dragon tail, and become a real dragon.
It's like when the progress bar of downloading something reaches 99%, you can't bear to delete it directly, so you can only wait for it to crawl through the remaining 1%.
Careless!
Lin Xiang asked: "What level of strength can you display now?"
No matter how weak a monster in the Tribulation Crossing Stage is, it should be stronger than one in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"I don't know. I can only use my physical strength now. I can't mobilize my demonic power." Mo Jiao spit out his demonic pill: "My demonic pill is transforming into a dragon ball. It can't provide power at the moment."
The tail did not transform into the appearance of a dragon, it was just an external manifestation, the real inner part was the dragon ball.
Both true dragons and Jiaolongs possess dragon balls. The Ink Jiao needs to completely transform this demon pill, which is beyond Lin Xiang's understanding.
"As long as you can use your physical strength."
Monsters are known for their physical strength, let alone a nearly complete dragon. The scales, claws, and teeth on its body are a complete dimensionality reduction attack on other monsters.
Even if it doesn't use its demonic power, it can still use its innate magic - water control.
Lin Xiang thought about it and said tentatively: "If I want you to be my mount, is that okay?"
After all, the two sides are not particularly familiar with each other yet, and Lin Xiang thinks that using the other party as a mount may be slightly offensive, so it is best to get its consent.
"If you need me, Master, I'm always available as a mount." The Mo Jiao's childish voice rang out, "But I can only fly at low altitudes at the moment. To fly too high, I need to use my demonic power."
In its inherited memory, being a mount for a god is not shameful; instead, it makes it easier to become stronger.
"It's okay, just fly low."
Lin Xiang himself is the god of land and has a natural affinity for the land. He feels safer if he flies at low altitude.
In order to ensure that the black dragon would not work in vain, he took out a Qingxin Pill that he had refined in the second half of the night and said, "Every time you serve as my mount, I will pay you one pill."
The black dragon stepped on a wisp of mist. Its claws seemed to be unfamiliar with the instinct of manipulating the mist. It flew crookedly to Lin Xiang's hand, then stretched out its tongue and rolled the Qingxin Pill into its mouth.
As soon as it ate it, it felt that its demonic power had recovered a little, but it was immediately absorbed by the pill, leaving no trace of demonic power in the meridians of its body.
Mo Jiao's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Master, can I be your mount every day?"
I really did make the right choice. This immortal is really good. Any pill he gives me can increase my demonic power. The time it takes for my demon pill to transform into a dragon ball will definitely be greatly shortened.
Lin Xiang felt a little ashamed.
Has this guy really been practicing for a thousand years?
How come it doesn't look like a thousand-year-old monster at all? Instead, it looks more like a young kid who has just come out of nowhere and has never seen the world.
The Heart Purification Pills were clearly a low-grade medicinal pill, not even considered inferior, a mere daily consumable. Yet, the Ink Dragon treated them as a treasure, even willingly selling himself to obtain more.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiang became curious: "How have you been practicing for the past thousand years? It sounds like you are not yet an adult?"
"My Lord, I still have a thousand years to reach adulthood. According to inherited memories, my father has the bloodline of the Basilisk, so it will take a long time to grow up. I have been cultivating in the mountains for these years, and I dare not come out, for fear of being discovered by the Demon King Palace."
Mo Jiao said whatever he had to say, with no intention of hiding anything.
The Basilisk is a creature with spatial abilities. It can easily swallow food that is several times the size of its own body. The bloodline of the Basilisk is no weaker than that of a real dragon.
The black dragon before him clearly had impure blood. If it had more abundant Basnake blood, it would have simply gone back to its ancestral roots and purified its blood. However, it chose the path of transforming from a snake into a dragon and then into a dragon.
If one stays in the Ten Thousand Mountains to avoid danger and has no contact with other humans or monsters, then it is indeed possible to develop this kind of innocent heart.
Lin Xiang accurately captured the keyword "Demon King Palace". The map he had previously obtained from the Qingwei Sword Sect only marked human forces, but not demon forces.
He has always known that the Ten Thousand Mountains are rich in resources but also very dangerous. Even if he and the players are always active on the periphery, they can still obtain many spiritual medicines.
If there were no threats in such a good place, it would definitely be occupied by other immortal cultivation sects.
Now after hearing about the Demon King Palace, I finally understand.
"Tell me about the Demon King Palace. I'm quite curious."
Mo Jiao thought for a moment and then transmitted his voice, "I don't know much. The current Demon King is a golden eagle, and it's said that he's on the verge of ascending to heaven. My mother told me to hide carefully, otherwise I'll be eaten by the Demon King!"
Lin Xiang suddenly understood.
No wonder this black dragon is so timid and doesn't dare to show off even after becoming a master in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. It turns out that it has a natural enemy!
Creatures like golden eagles have always fed on snakes, not to mention a golden eagle in its soaring state. If it were to reveal its true form, it would probably peck the snake to death.
Lin Xiang learned a lot about the situation. Seeing that the Huanyu Market was already bustling with people, he said to Mo Jiao, "Now you can return to your normal size."
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"Wow, the air is so fresh!" A girl in coarse linen clothes walked out of the land temple. She fell in love with this place with blue sky and fresh air at first sight.
It feels like you have really gone to a 5A-level forest park, the environment is incredibly beautiful.
After a slight sigh, Kunyin Pei quickly left the land temple because there were players appearing behind him.
The birthplace of the newbies is in the land temple of the Universe Cave Heaven. It is very spacious and can normally accommodate dozens of people, but now that 500 people have come online, it is a bit crowded.
The second batch of beta test players were waiting at the door early. They all received the task of "welcoming new players" and were responsible for helping the new players settle down quickly in the Huanyu Market.
Dongshan Village has now become a vassal of Huanyu Dongtian. It is the territory of the villagers. Players can only go there to play or help, but cannot build houses and live there.
This can well ensure its independence and security.
The villagers' houses and roads have been upgraded and paved with bluestone slabs and gravel roads, so they won't become muddy even on rainy days.
The players are ambitiously trying to make cement. They plan to use cement to level the dam for drying grain, and also design drainage and biogas tanks for the village.
These players come from all walks of life. They apply the knowledge they have learned to the ancient mountain village, improving the living environment of the villagers bit by bit.
Lin Xiang himself doesn't know how to do it, but he chooses to delegate power to the players and let them do it.
It seems to be working very well now.
Players have not only solved the problems in Dongshan Village, but have even started renovations in Xishan Village, which may be gradually promoted.
With the addition of new players, their efficiency will become higher.
The villagers of Xishan Village had also seen how spacious, bright, clean, and tidy Dongshan Village was now, and they weren't averse to the players causing trouble. They knew these enthusiastic young people were "Yellow Turban Warriors" summoned from heaven by the spirits, and they were all good people.
Now these old players gather in the market to welcome newcomers, guide them in building houses and taking on tasks.
The Universal Market was designed as a medium-sized market, and a mere 500 players coming out of the land temple were nothing.
Kunin Pei had made various plans before entering the game, but after actually entering the game, she found that these plans had become castles in the air and could not keep up with the changes.
There were so many distractions that she didn't know where to start.
At this time, a beautiful woman in ancient costume with a long sword hanging from her waist appeared in front of the new players. "Hello, ladies. I am your guide, Song Mingming. Come with me and witness the game "Ascension"."
Perhaps because she entered the game early, Song Mingming's words and deeds are gradually approaching those of ancient times, and now she looks like a genuine heroic female knight.
The female player next to her, Bo Mu, looked at Song Mingming and said excitedly, "Can you make clothes in the game? I'm a design major in real life. If I can design all kinds of beautiful and practical clothes in the game, I can definitely use them as my graduation project!"
In reality, design is expensive and time-consuming, and ordinary families simply cannot afford it.
But in the game, she has many ways to make money, and maybe she can really realize her dream of opening a store.
In such a real world, it would be such a waste to only wear coarse linen clothes. No matter men, women, young or old, everyone deserves to have clothes that are beautiful, warm and practical.
Song Mingming nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "Of course, but we don't have sewing machines right now, so all the clothing production has to be done by hand, which might be slow."
"Handicraft is fine. There are so many women these days, it would be great if everyone could get involved." Mu pondered seriously, "We haven't traveled back to ancient times. If all else fails, we can see if we can contact a master craftsman to help make a few simple sewing machines and irons."
The iron is actually very easy to make, you can just use something like a frying pan as a replacement.
The key point is the sewing machine, which has long been eliminated by the times. It was a must-have for every household a long time ago, but now, except for students majoring in fashion design, ordinary young people don’t know what a sewing machine is or how it works.
However, information about the principles, internal structure, and various components of sewing machines can be found on the Internet. If there is a master of craftsmanship, it is entirely possible to replicate and restore them 1:1.
"Okay, it's a good idea." Song Mingming encouraged, "Once you have the initial capital, you can open a clothing store in the market and see if you can combine these clothes with game equipment. Now, all you have to do is level up and make money."
Bo Mu, Guan Yinpei, Tan Mengru, I am the European Emperor, and Jianghu's No. 1 Beauty, five other players, followed Song Mingming and began to listen to her explanation.
Basically, one old player leads five new players, and some may lead six or seven.
"You must have read about the game before entering. Leveling up here isn't difficult. You gain experience points by doing anything, but if you want to earn spirit stones, you can only work and kill monsters. Lord Ji Ling should have prepared some new player quests for you. If you do those quests, you might get something unexpected."
Song Mingming suddenly picked up the long sword at his waist and swung it twice. "When I was digging mud to make bricks, I dug up a set of Gengjin Sword Techniques worth 10 low-grade spirit stones. With this set of swordsmanship, I can choose to fight monsters alone, or I can choose to be the main output of a team. In any case, I am much better than the others."
Hearing such a lucky thing, I, the European Emperor, exclaimed: "Wow, I suddenly feel that this nickname of mine should be given to you, so lucky."
Mu asked seriously, "So what are we going to do now? Can we still dig?"
"Of course you can. You have to build a single dormitory for yourselves, otherwise you will have nowhere to stay tonight." Song Mingming pointed to the excavated foundation in the distance: "Look, the mud monster is digging the soil over there to build the foundation."
In the open space, a mass of pitch-black mud was wrapping up the soil and rocks on the ground, and its body looked extremely malleable.
Then the ball of mud came to a nearby place and poured out everything it was wrapped in, returning to its small size.
"Is this the mud monster? It can actually appear in the daytime?" Guan Yinpei said in surprise. She remembered that there was a post on the forum condemning this monster.
Song Mingming explained, "It must be a special monster, not a ghost. It can appear during the day. It also usually builds walls in the middle of the night. Its movements are very quiet and no sound can be heard at all."
"Brick making is very efficient. All you need is a constant supply of clay or silt and firewood."
"Let's queue up and register for the task of reclaiming the spiritual fields."
The most beautiful woman in the martial arts world said in surprise, "Are you going to accept the mission now? Isn't that a bit too fast?"
"No, because it's difficult for us to dig an acre of land with a hoe by ourselves. Do you know how big an acre of land is?" Song Mingming opened his hands and made a circle. "After queuing up, we will get a piece of land approved for the task. Then the earthworms of the Lord of Sacrifices will go to the land to loosen the soil and cultivate it according to the order. We just need to clean up the weeds, tree roots, leaves, stones and other garbage. Finally, perform the Small Cloud and Rain Technique to complete the spiritual field."
Mu suddenly understood. "I understand. If I go now, I can get ahead of the others and complete this task sooner."
"That's right. Last time, we had a hundred players and we had to wait in line for a long time. This time, there are five hundred of you. If you don't line up early, you may have to wait a long time."
"Yeah, thank you Sister Mingming." I finally understood that I was the European Emperor. I nodded repeatedly, and the group of six prepared to go around to the task notice board at the entrance of the land temple to accept the task.
The gate to the small courtyard behind Fangshi Commercial Street opened, and Han Mu and the other four were ready to go.
They listened to the chattering and noisy voices of the players in the distance, and smiles appeared on their faces.
The Universal Market finally became lively again. There were now 605 players in the Novice Village, and it was finally no longer depressed.
"Let's go. Let's try to get to Taichang Market as soon as possible." Han Mu locked the door with a ban to prevent other players from entering his courtyard.
Bingxuepiaopiao went to her spiritual field early in the morning to perform the Small Cloud and Rain Technique several times, and now she also took a fine steel sword and prepared to go out.
As Tai Er Zhenren walked towards the street, he said with emotion: "I don't know when I can come back after leaving this time."
Xie Longtao beside him joked, "It wouldn't be good if we were sent back to the Novice Village on the first day."
Everyone knows how dangerous the world of cultivation is, so the five of them are traveling together to increase their sense of security and avoid being ambushed on the road.
"It won't be that fast." Yu Xiaoqi didn't want to be sent back to the resurrection point.
Han Mu suddenly realized this problem: "If we join a cultivation sect, how will the resurrection point change? Will it still be bound to this Novice Village?"
Before, they were all relatively stable. They did not deliberately cause trouble or take risks in the most dangerous places. Therefore, they did not care too much about the issue of the resurrection point.
If you go to the sect or other places and cannot change your bindings, you will have to rush back thousands of miles after being killed.
"This is a really big problem."
Just as they were about to leave the market gate, a black shadow suddenly appeared above their heads, blocking out the sunlight and casting a huge shadow.
Many players thought that this was just a white cloud that floated by by chance.
But when one of them looked up, he suddenly let out an ear-piercing cry: "Monster! There's a monster!"
Now both new and old players raised their heads.
Under the azure sky, a dragon stretched out its body, with clouds supporting its four claws. Its entire body was pitch black, and its scales could even reflect the sunlight!
"Big demon!"
"Where did the monster come from?"
"Can you stop it?"
"Hurry, hurry, hide!"
The black dragon was about thirty meters long, and its body swayed gently as if it was swimming in the water. The two long whiskers around its mouth fluttered in the wind, scaring the players below.
Faced with this big monster, the players showed strong psychological qualities.
Although they were quite frightened at first, everyone reacted quickly.
What are you afraid of? You can be resurrected even if you die!
"This is the real boss! Let's team up and kill it!"
"Is the first day in the game so exciting?"
"If anyone gives me a weapon, I'll try to slay a dragon!"
"Can't so many of us defeat a dragon?"
"Where's the formation? Isn't it said that there is a formation protecting this place and monsters can't get in?"
"Ji Ling! Hurry up and ask Master Ji Ling to come out and help!"
The players were in chaos, mainly because everything happened too suddenly. If it had been flying slowly from a distance, there wouldn't have been this sense of oppression.
Players such as Han Mu, Yu Xiaoqi, and Tai Er Zhenren all took out their weapons and prepared for battle.
Even if you can't kill the opponent, you must force him to lose a drop of blood!
"No way, this is a complete black start. We were sent back to the resurrection point before we even left the market." Xie Longtao was actually in the mood to make a joke. The monster could only try to laugh in the midst of suffering.
After a whole commotion, everyone was surprised to find that the dragon had no intention of attacking, and even its name was green.
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Oh my god! A level 70 dragon! This is fucking cheating!"
"Wait, these are friendly troops, don't hit the wrong one!"
"A level 70 Black Dragon, why is it named green?"
"I was scared to death."
The players tilted their heads back and put their hands over their eyes to block out the sunlight, trying to get a clearer look at the black dragon.
Who would have thought that when it turned around, a man in a white scholar's robe was standing firmly on the dragon's head, with its two newly grown horns just as high as the man's calves.
Lin Xiang stood facing the wind, his clothes and black hair rustling in the wind, and coupled with the clouds and mist condensed by the black dragon, he looked ethereal, isolated and independent from the world!
Coupled with the golden sunlight shining on their bodies, this moment made the players speechless with surprise.
"immortal!"
"Master Ji Ling is truly a god. He didn't lie to us."
“So handsome!”
"It's so fairy-like! This is exactly what I imagine a fairy to look like."
"What a handsome dragon! I want a mount like this too."
"I'm scared to death! If we can pull out a level 70 dragon as a mount, how powerful will our spirit sacrifice be!"
"Damn it, I think I'm in love."
"When I have money, I will also get a cool mount like this."
"Can I buy a mount directly in this game? I want to buy a nine-dragon coffin!"
The players were all amazed by the appearance specially created by Lin Xiang. This was not a short and old piece of land at all, it was clearly Wenquxing!
At this time, Lin Xiang, who was standing on the head of the black dragon, was overjoyed. Various incense and wishes came from all directions, making a constant ding ding ding reminder.
Not only was all the incense points originally consumed in condensing the five hundred small clay figurines earned back, but there was even some left over.
The cards that indicate the arrival of the gods are indeed enough!
Only then did Lin Xiang find the proper way to manifest his spirit.
The dragon slowly descended, and the players felt the shock brought by this behemoth up close. Humans were really too small in front of this giant creature that was dozens of meters long.
Many people have gigantic fears, and everything from elephants and whales to redwood trees in the forest that can be hugged by more than ten people can easily cause fear in people.
This is exactly the effect Lin Xiang wants.
Mo Jiao's surrender came at the right time.
On the one hand, the first batch of beta testers were about to venture out into the world of cultivation, and Lin Xiang hoped they would remember the Huanyu Market and leave a lasting impression. On the other hand, the third batch of beta testers had just arrived, so he wanted to give them a heads-up to prevent any trouble.
If he were the only one flying in the air, the shock would be greatly reduced.
All the people on Blue Star claim to be descendants of the dragon. Even if the guy in front of them is just a Jiao and has not yet turned into a dragon, it is enough to make everyone excited.
The black dragon's body was long and slender. When it landed on the wide street, it lowered its head and let Lin Xiang walk slowly down. Its own body continued to shrink, eventually transforming into a small black lizard that flew around Lin Xiang, completely unconcerned with the surrounding players.
Seeing this, Lin Xiang had no choice but to throw it a heart-clearing pill.
The surrounding players all made way, wondering why the sacrificial spirit and land god suddenly appeared.
"My dear young heroes, please hurry up and become stronger. I can sense that the world of cultivation is already turbulent. Without sufficient strength, it will be difficult to survive in this world of great conflict!"
This sentence is not only said to the players, but also to myself.
Originally, Lin Xiang thought that he was leveling up quite fast, but after looking at this level 70 mount, he realized that he had been too cautious before, which led to his slow pace.
Now that players have a certain level of confidence, they can let themselves go and explore the surroundings as much as possible to obtain more resources for themselves.
After saying this, he disappeared and flew towards the interior of the Ten Thousand Mountains with the Black Dragon.
Let's get the alchemist's inheritance first, so that we can avoid sneaking in during the war. It will definitely be safer now.
…
After the spirit god finished muttering those words and disappeared, the players gradually recovered from their state of shock, and everyone became excited and thrilled again.
NPCs often say similar words, such as saving the world, saving the people, etc. Players just treat it as background explanation and don't care at all.
What they care about is the dragon and Lin Xiang himself.
Han Mu and his group, who were about to embark on a long journey, looked at each other in surprise. They were all so shocked by this sudden scene that their minds froze.
"Was that really a dragon just now? Did I see it right?"
"When did Lao Lin get such a powerful mount?"
Privately, players are accustomed to calling Lin Xiang Lao Lin, rather than calling him the land god or the sacrificial spirit. They usually only call him that when they need to communicate face to face, just like naming teachers or the director of the political and educational department when they were students.
No one knows when this dragon was tamed.
Master Tai Er laughed at himself and said, "It seems that we were indeed like newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers. We actually dared to attack the big boss."
"I told you, he's definitely a big shot, but he's been keeping a low profile. He didn't want to be exposed, so he hid his level at over ten, trying to play the pig and eat the tiger." Xie Longtao said excitedly, "Hehe, I don't know how strong he really is. It's really not easy to gain favor with such a big shot."
Even if they join those big sects, they are just unknown people and cannot come into contact with the most core and strongest group of people.
Now that there is such a powerful boss around, do you still want to go out and become his disciple?
"Anyway, I still have my small courtyard here, and you also have spiritual fields and so on. If you join other sects in the future, you can come back. This is the market town, and the market town is open at any time." Han Mu reminded him. He felt like a scumbag who was two-timing.
Bingxue Piaopiao agreed at this time: "Let's go, everything has been planned. This can be our retreat. If we fail to join the sect, or are killed by other cultivators along the way, then we can stay here without worry."
I would be unwilling to leave if I don’t go out and take a look!
Yu Xiaoqi put away his sword and was the first to step out of the market gate. "Let's go. No matter how powerful Lao Lin is, he can't directly help us improve our strength. Besides, we can't help him much. It's better to go out and explore the world. Come back when you become stronger."
"He probably anticipated that we were leaving, otherwise he wouldn't have issued the mission."
"It's the energy of the Five Virtues and the essence of the Five Elements. I think he should be getting the script of the return of a powerful hero."
"Let's go. See you later, my dear little mountain village."
The five of them embarked on an unknown journey together without any regrets.
However, the rest of the players in the market were still discussing the matter heatedly. Some players even posted screenshots and videos of the scene to the game forum and social media, and the topic became extremely popular once again!
A single dragon or a single immortal cannot achieve a similar effect.
But the immortal uses a dragon as a mount, which immediately elevates the style and creates the image of a peerless master living in seclusion in a small village in the wilderness.
"Old Lin is so strong, he's really good at hiding."
"It's amazing that such a large dragon has not been discovered."
"No wonder he wants to open a market. With that mount, how many people would dare to cause trouble?"
"Oh my god, I actually saw a dragon. It's not impossible to see a real dragon in the future."
"You know what, this game is so exquisitely made. The dragons are full of details. They are exactly as I imagined them to be. A bit ferocious, yet a bit sacred."
"I'm starting to get curious about Lao Lin's true identity. Could he be a sacrificial spirit to avoid his enemies? When his body was destroyed, he was forced to hide in the mountain village as a land god and sacrificial spirit. Now with our help, he can seek revenge on his enemies!"
"That's a really good story."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm a novelist. I wonder if anyone would read a novel based on Lao Lin's story."
"Now I have no doubt that Lao Lin is the protagonist. He wouldn't want us to help him do something, like sweeping across the entire cultivation world."
Players have so many creative ideas that they don’t even want to do the quests anymore.
The glimpse just now left a deep impression on everyone, which could not be erased no matter what. They truly realized that they had come to a bizarre world of cultivation!
…
When Lin Xiang arrived at the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the incense value on the game panel was still increasing rapidly.
The villagers of Dongshan Village have completely become the most devout believers, and they have no doubt about his identity as a god. Even the Mo Jiao is faintly emitting the power of incense and is beginning to be accepted by the believers.
Since Mo Jiao said that there was the Demon King Palace inside, it was impossible for Lin Xiang to stand behind the dragon and go to get the inheritance.
"You usually live inside the Shiwan Mountains. Are you familiar with the outer areas?"
The shrunken Mo Jiao grabbed the hem of Lin Xiang's clothes with its claws and transmitted a voice: "In reply to the master, I have never been to the outer periphery. The monsters living in the outer periphery are probably less than the Golden Core stage. They can only go to the inner part after they reach the Golden Core stage, otherwise they will be eaten."
Lin Xiang only hoped that the map he got from the space ring was real and that the inheritance location was in the outer area, otherwise he would be in great danger.
In order to save time and avoid monsters, he simply brought the black dragon under the ground and used the incense value he had just obtained to perform earth escape.
Earth escape is very fast, and there are far fewer monsters underground than on the ground, so they cannot be tracked at all.
Lin Xiang advanced at a rapid pace, while simultaneously asking, "Are there any spiritual plants or herbs I can gather near your lair?"
If one can practice in one place for a thousand years and successfully reach the stage of transcending tribulation, it must be a place with good feng shui, and there is a high possibility of good things there.
Now that the Black Dragon is no longer there, no monster will come over in the short term. After a while, when the intimidation of its aura dissipates, it will definitely be taken over by another monster.
In that case, we might as well find an opportunity to sneak in and dig it up and mine it.
The Black Dragon was somewhat afraid of the underground environment. When it was still a black snake, it was closer to the water. After hearing Lin Xiang's words, it immediately replied, "There is a mid-grade spiritual vein in the cave where I live. There are some low-level spiritual medicines nearby, and there is also a small spiritual mine."
"What kind of ore?" Lin Xiang was extremely curious. He was now learning how to refine weapons, but he had no ore to support him. He could only use the bones, teeth, claws, and beaks of monsters as the main materials, which was not of much help in refining weapons.
He urgently needs spiritual ore!
"I don't know. Anyway, I'll just throw it there since it's useless to me." All of Mo Jiao's knowledge comes from blood inheritance, but its blood is very thin, so the inheritance it gets is scattered and incomplete.
Since there is such an opportunity in front of us, we must not miss it.
Lin Xiang decided to take the risk and give it a try. If he encountered a danger that could not be solved, he would simply spend 100 incense points to teleport back to Dongshan Village.
The spiritual veins, spiritual medicines and spiritual mines are worth the risk.
If you have a way out, you will have the courage to explore!
Mo Jiao suddenly thought of something and added, "Master, there are also snake skins that I shed every hundred years."
The black snake sheds its skin every year, but as its cultivation becomes more advanced, the time interval between shedding becomes longer and longer, and later it becomes once every hundred years.
Snake skin that is at least 500 years old is not only a material for alchemy, but also a material for refining weapons.
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