In fact, even now, Shang Lin still feels a surge of excitement when he talks about it. After all, at that time, he had long forgotten about advancement and was only obsessed with refining the Dragon Spirit Tower.
Those are the remains of an ancient dragon!
Once placed in the refining furnace, it emitted a dazzling light and exuded a powerful dragon's might, as if it were still alive, still the white dragon that roamed the sky and roared from time to time.
Shang Lin thought that at that time, any weapon refiner would probably have gone crazy. Even if their spiritual power disappeared, their physical strength failed, or even if they had to sacrifice their own lives, they would have done it willingly and without regret.
Fortunately, in the end, he succeeded. With a deafening roar, a golden light shot straight into the sky, and an exquisite Dragon Spirit Tower slowly appeared.
The Dragon Spirit Tower exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, with dragon patterns shimmering on its surface, as if a real divine dragon were swimming within it. Shang Lin didn't dare to examine it closely and quickly absorbed it into his sea of consciousness.
The appearance of the spiritual treasure will inevitably cause a struggle among all parties, but now that his spiritual power is exhausted, he can not even protect himself, let alone the Dragon Spirit Tower. However, before the treasure hunters arrived, the tribulation lightning struck!
As cultivators advance through different levels, the tribulations they face become increasingly extraordinary, and Shang Lin is no exception. This tribulation may also be due to his use of the remains of an ancient divine dragon to forge the Dragon Spirit Tower, making its power even more astonishing.
So much so that those who came looking for the treasure stood far away, thinking it was a calamity! Then Shang Lin was spectacularly cleaved into ashes, and then, as if by some strange twist of fate, transmigrated into the body of the original Shang Lin in the human world.
Alas! The past is truly unbearable to recall! Fortunately, I am still alive.
She Jinxing particularly wanted to say, "It is indeed a bit crazy."
But I still selfishly feel that it's great that the sect leader came to the human realm, allowing these helpless and alien cultivators to gather together and work together for the same goal.
At noon, Shang Lin made a special effort to invite Lin Yu to the same private restaurant he, Fan Mingyu, and the other two had visited during the New Year. Even then, it was only because of Fan Mingyu's family connections that they were able to make a reservation.
If it weren't for the fact that the environment there was really nice, Shang Lin wouldn't have wanted to ask Fan Mingyu for help. That kid said Chu Jiusheng was clingy, and he was no less so, just not as obsessive as the other.
For example, when Shang Lin said he was going to treat his clients to dinner, Fan Mingyu didn't ask any questions or ask if he needed to accompany him. He simply said, "Leave it to me."
Lin Yu arrived promptly at noon, dragging a suitcase. He was in a hurry, probably because he hadn't fully recovered from his previous injury and was now traveling, so his face was a little pale.
Strictly speaking, this was the first time Shang Lin and Lin Yu had met face to face. Although Shang Lin had seen Lin Yu on the night of the Blood Moon, that meeting under those circumstances was essentially the same as never having met at all.
However, when Lin Yu saw Shang Lin, he was shocked and asked uncertainly, "You, are, Sect Master Shang?!"
Shang Lin smiled slightly, "It's me. How about I show you our chat history?"
Perhaps too shocked, Lin Yu said somewhat foolishly, "Indeed, I should take a look. You are so different from the Sect Master Shang I remember."
While taking out his phone, Shang Lin said, "Don't all the group members know that I'm a high school student? Doesn't Fellow Daoist Lin know that?"
“I know, but…” Lin Yu took Shang Lin’s phone, and after organizing his thoughts, he said, “In short, the difference is huge.”
"Alright." Shang Lin smiled helplessly. "Then let's sit down and talk slowly, and you'll be able to confirm whether I'm Shang Lin or not."
Lin Yu very carefully reviewed his chat history with Shang Lin, not even letting the time slip by, and then took out his own phone to send a message to Shang Lin.
Shang Lin found it amusing, and finally took out his ID card and placed it in front of Lin Yu, "Do you believe me now?"
After Lin Yu repeatedly confirmed, he still looked at Shang Lin in disbelief and asked, "Are you really Sect Master Shang? Then are you really a minor?"
Although ID cards are handled with great care, Lin Yu, being from a reclusive sect, surely knew that with enough effort, he could obtain one. Of course, whether it was officially issued and could withstand scrutiny was anyone's guess.
Although Shang Lin was helpless about Lin Yu's suspicions, he also understood them very well. After all, what Lin Yu promised to give him was really precious, so how could he not make sure he was sure?
So, Shang Lin extended his wrist to Lin Yu and smiled, "You are a disciple of the Divine Medicine Sect, I believe you should be able to tell my bone age. Come on."
Lin Yu looked at Shang Lin in disbelief. Was he really going to cooperate like this? Wasn't this just exposing his strength to an outsider like himself? Did he not know, or did he not care?
They probably don't care, right? After all, Shang Lin didn't show up at all that night of the Blood Moon, yet he helped them so much. As for why he didn't show up, there must be some method they don't know about!
For example, if the teleportation talisman didn't appear, then shouldn't there be a concealment talisman? No matter how turbulent his mind was, Lin Yu's fingers still rested on Shang Lin's wrist.
Then Lin Yu's brows slowly furrowed. His bone age was indeed that of a minor, but could a minor possess such profound spiritual power?
No, it's the human realm now. Apart from the rare demon cultivators, how many human cultivators possess spiritual power? Even if they do, they wouldn't be as young as Shang Lin.
Lin Yu slowly withdrew his hand, "Sect Master Shang is indeed a young hero."
As Shang Lin withdrew his hand, he smiled and said, "Brother Lin, you flatter me. I would much rather you praise me for my good studies."
Lin Yu, "..."
Aren't you a top student? You expect others to praise your academic performance?!
Just then, the waiter started serving the dishes, and Shang Lin quickly changed the subject, "I don't know what Brother Lin likes to eat? I just ordered randomly, thinking that you must be hungry at this time."
Lin Yu smiled a little awkwardly, "I didn't realize it until you mentioned it. Now that you say so, I'm actually hungry. But I was just discharged from the hospital, and the doctor told me to be careful with my diet and not to eat too much meat and fish."
"Hehe..." Shang Lin couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Lin, you're really funny. But the dishes I ordered don't have any big fish or meat; they're all suitable for the injured."
Actually, Shang Lin was also a little hungry. Ever since lunch and dinner, they had started eating food with spiritual energy, and the food without spiritual energy for breakfast really didn't keep them full at all.
Lin Yu looked at the food. Well, it really was all suitable for the injured to recover, especially the soups, there were three of them. There were also many other dishes, almost filling the whole table. This...
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