Chapter 18 This ruthless way is not worth practicing

Lin Du ate for several days in a rice bowl that was deformed by rice. During this period, there was a jar of bitter medicine waiting for her after every meal.

Every time Xia Tianwu came out with the black earthenware jar, she always had some hallucinations, fearing that this fairy-like second nephew would say, "The noble concubine said that the medicine must be finished."

The next moment, she would refill her second cup at half price.

After drinking the medicine, Babaer looked at his child and handed over a plate of cakes.

The cakes were not formed at first. The first time, they were rice cakes that could still see the shape of rice grains. Later, because she really couldn't swallow it, she changed it to various candies and candied fruits.

The little girl's craftsmanship was much better than her second sister. In just four or five days, she was able to make delicious orange candies.

Lin Du didn't have any opinions, but the system did.

[According to the plot, Ni Jinxuan was captured and taken to the palace of the Demon Lord to be a slave girl. In order to please the Demon Lord, she made cakes by herself.]

"Huh? So, you think I'm not as worthy as that demon?"

The system was speechless for a moment. That's not the case.

It just felt wrong.

The aroma of citrus.

The system shuddered. It seemed to remember that this host was really in the midst of flowers...

[You don't want to complete the task this way, do you?]

"Don't worry, can you think of me better? I never play with the feelings of innocent girls."

Lin Du smiled slightly, "But it's not my fault that I'm too charming."

The system was shaking.

Lin Du, a woman with a bad heart, is really scary.

[In the original plot, you are ruthless. 】

"Oh, fellow Daoist, this ruthless way is not popular, fellow Daoist."

In a thousand novels, eight hundred people who practice the ruthless way will go wrong.

Obviously Lin Du doesn't want to be the 801st.

[Ice spirit roots are good seedlings for practicing the ruthless way. ]

"You give me a good seedling, I give you one back..." Lin Du suddenly stopped talking, because she saw Jiang Liang standing far away outside the door, his back was gloomy, as if waiting for her.

"Go tell your master that you should build your foundation."

Lin Du was startled, "Now?"

"As soon as possible, this bottle of tonic pills will not be able to support you after the heavenly tribulation when you build your foundation."

Jiang Liang threw her a small jade bottle, still with his back to her, with the demeanor of a master.

No one knows that this person doesn't want to meet people's eyes because of social phobia.

There are seven stages in cultivation. The first stage is the Phoenix Initial Stage, and the life span is the same as that of ordinary people. Only after building the foundation can one surpass the normal limit and stay young forever.

For Lin Du, only by advancing as soon as possible can he extend his life a little.

"I know, you should have said it earlier. I have been suppressing it for half a month and I am also very anxious. I will build one for you tomorrow to help you out."

Lin Du has really suppressed it for a long time.

Jiang Liang smiled helplessly. He knew that Lin Du was casual and slippery, different from those children from aristocratic families, but such a slippery person was not annoying.

Lin Du was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something, "Why don't you send a letter directly to my master?"

Jiang Liang paused, lowered his eyes, and spoke after a while, "There is a formation in the forbidden land of Luoze, and outsiders can't get in."

Lin Du raised her eyebrows. When Ju Yuan took her in, she didn't seem to be blocked.

What was wrong with the two old men, who were more than 1,600 years old in total?

She was murmuring in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and said, "That's my master's fault. Then I'm leaving. Thank you, senior brother."

Lin Du rode on the leaf and went straight into Luoze. He explained Jiang Liang's idea to his master.

"Why didn't he tell me himself?" Yan Ye frowned.

"You ask me? Maybe the reason why he is afraid of people is because of you?" Lin Du sat opposite him lazily.

The person opposite him did not refute, but just laughed, "He will probably spend all his family's money to treat you this time. I have a storage ring here. Just say that these are some herbs that I can't use, and ask him if he can use them. If he can't use them, just sell them for money."

Because there are many geniuses in the Supreme Sect, elixirs and natural treasures are consumed quickly. Ordinary cultivators may not be able to bear the top-grade herbs at once, but they can digest them in one gulp.

Lin Du took the ring and responded.

"Tomorrow is the third month of your entry into Taoism. Pack up and prepare to retreat and build your foundation."

"Okay."

Lin Du said and turned to go into the cave.

"Lin Du." Yan Ye suddenly called her.

Lin Du turned to look at the white-haired muscular man who was sitting quietly in meditation, "Hmm?"

"You can survive the heavenly tribulation, right?"

Lin Du smiled, "Who are you looking down on? Just wait and see."

Yan Ye used his spiritual consciousness to quietly watch his little disciple. In just two months, the child has grown up, with a straight back, eyebrows and eyes like vigorous pine branches, and a wild and wild steel bone.

He suppressed Lin Du and did not let her build the foundation, just for the nineteen heavenly tribulations of building the foundation. With her thin and sick body at that time, I am afraid she could not survive a thunder tribulation.

But... if she did not build the foundation, I am afraid that the child would not live long.

He could only give it a try.

Did Lin Du really not know that this move was very risky? She knew.

But she didn't care.

Fate has called me to save people from danger. If you don't have mercy on me, then please find someone else.

Lin Du entered his cave, which was a very simple cave. There was

a thousand-year-old ice bed, a stone table and stool, and nothing else.

If a thief came, he would have to let go of two coins before leaving.

Lin Du sat cross-legged on the ice bed, and suddenly another message appeared in his mind.

[Current Mo Lin plot mission progress: 5%, dropped reward: Ningbi Dan × 1, effect: delay the host's heart from breaking and failing, validity period: three years. ]

She was stunned for a moment, "Has the plot point of Mo Lin been completed?"

[Yes, host, do you want to see it?]

Lin Du nodded, and a picture appeared in his mind.

A handsome and sunny young man with a golden sword and a big horse sat under a tree, with a black gold long stick on his back and a book in his hand.

The red light of the campfire flickered, and Mo Lin lowered his eyes and flipped the book. His brows wrinkled deeper and deeper, and he turned the pages faster and faster. Then he raised his hands and clapped them, and the spiritual energy roared out like a crouching tiger, and then exploded in the air, and there was a blood mist in an instant.

The book turned another page, and a scream came from the dense forest.

"Who dares to ruin my good deeds? You little brat..."

As she spoke, a beautiful female cultivator named Canghuang, who looked pitiful despite her ragged clothes, ran towards the direction where Mo Lin was, then tripped over the bricks under her feet and fell beside the young man with a thud.

The woman raised her pitiful but really charming face and stretched out a hand, "Master, you look like a disciple of the righteous way, please save me, they are evil and want to capture me to be a furnace." The

righteous disciple still held the book, frowned, and then said, "There is no spiritual energy fluctuation in your body, it is obvious that you have a dead pulse. What kind of evil way captures a person with a dead pulse to be a furnace? Are they crazy?"

Woman:...What kind of righteous disciple can say this to a weak woman?

Mo Lin then picked up the black gold long stick, and hope rose in the woman's eyes. The

straight man was fine as long as he could take action. The straight man picked up the long stick, then wrote down the pages of the book, stuffed the book into his clothes, turned around and left.

This is clearly the honey trap that thieves often use in the book, so don't be fooled.