Chapter 2304 Surnamed Lin

"You are not the Fifth Realm!"

Master Lin stared at Ling Xian steadfastly, both shocked and apprehensive.

Ling Xian knocked him back with just a wave of his hand, how powerful is this? How can we not make him jealous?

"I told you, don't believe in your secret techniques." Ling Xian glanced at Master Lin lightly, pointed out, and the majesty of entering the holy realm came out mightily.

That kind of terrifying power made Master Lin's face suddenly changed, and he was horrified.

At that moment, he raised his hand to form a seal, and an icy air emerged, freezing the void.

It's a pity that Ling Xian's sharpness cannot be frozen.

The gap was really too big, Ling Xian just pointed, and made Master Lin's mouth bleed, and he retreated in embarrassment.

"Damn it!"

Master Lin was frightened and angry, and the printing method changed, the coldness turned into flames, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and burning up the whole world.

"The courage is commendable, but unfortunately, the strength is too weak." Ling Xian looked indifferent, and blasted out with a palm, overturning Xuan Huang.

Immediately, the flames were extinguished, and Master Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, making him unable to stand still.

There is no way, Ling Xian is too powerful, with his strength, he is not even qualified to fight!

"Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a strong person in the Holy Realm, and you are the unparalleled genius who swept the same level." Master Lin smiled bitterly, and finally realized how far he was from Ling Xian.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like Haoyue and Yinghuo, who have no qualifications to compare and compare and discuss.

"I advised you not to make a move, but you didn't listen."

Ling Xian glanced at Master Lin lightly, and said, "Now, regret it."

Hearing this, Master Lin smiled bitterly, and looked at Ling Xian not only in horror, but also regret.

At this moment, his intestines are full of regrets, regretting that he should be obsessed with ghosts and provoke Ling Xian!

"Leave, because your surname is Lin, I won't kill you." Ling Xian said lightly, he had no grievances with Master Lin, and he was missing Lin Qingyi, so he simply spared his life.

"For the sake of my surname Lin?"

Master Lin was stunned.

What's the reason? I have heard that people are not allowed to kill because they are in a good mood, but I have never heard of people who do not kill people because of their surnames.

"Why, do you want me to kill you?" Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "If you want, I can do it for you."

"No, no, thank you for saving my life." Master Lin shook his head like a rattle, thankful for the first time in his life that his surname was Lin.

He secretly swore that he would sacrifice to heaven when he returned home, and thank God for allowing him to be reincarnated into a family surnamed Lin.

"Okay, hurry up and disappear in front of me, if you don't leave, I'll see you on your way." Ling Xian looked indifferent.

"I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now." Master Lin panicked and left in a hurry, forgetting to take the formation disk.

Watching Master Lin leave, Ling Xian said calmly: "He has already left, why don't you show yourself?"

The voice fell, and there was no response for a long time.

"Since you don't want to show up, I have no choice but to do it." Ling Xian looked up at the roof with an indifferent expression.

Immediately, two rays of divine light roared out, breaking the roof and piercing a person's shoulder at the same time.

boom!

The figure fell, and his clothes were stained with blood. It was the white-haired old man who attacked Ling Xian during the day.

"You... how did you find me?" The white-haired old man was horrified, and felt cold all over his body.

He has been hiding on the roof and witnessed the whole process of Ling Xian's suppression of Master Lin, so how can he not be terrified?

"Even a cultivator in the Holy Realm can't hide my perception. You, a cultivator in the Eighth Realm, want to hide it from me?" Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. How sharp is his spiritual sense? Even a strong person in the late stage of the Holy Realm may not be able to approach him quietly.

"Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a strong person in the holy realm." The white-haired old man suppressed his fear and tried to calm himself down.

However, when he thought of Ling Xian easily suppressing Master Lin, he trembled all over, terrified.

"Now, do you still want to fight with me?" Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"Don't dare, please show your noble hand and let me go." The white-haired old man smiled wryly. Ling Xian is a powerful person in the Saint Realm, and he is an existence that sweeps across the same level. Even if he had a hundred courage, he would not dare to make a move.

"If I'm not wrong, Master Lin should be instigated by you." Ling Xian suppressed his smile.

"It wasn't my idea, it was Miss San who asked me to go." The white-haired old man turned pale with fright and panic.

"I knew she wouldn't let it go." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and a cold light loomed.

This made the white-haired old man even more frightened, and suddenly thought of the reason why Ling Xian let Master Lin go, he couldn't help blurting out: "My surname is Lin, and my surname is also Lin!"

Hearing this, Ling Xian was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and laughed.

He didn't know what the white-haired old man's surname was, but he was sure that his surname was not Lin.

The reason why I say that is to save my life.

"If your surname is Lin, I can spare your life, but if your surname is not, I will make your life worse than death." Ling Xian's smile gradually narrowed, deliberately scaring the white-haired old man.

"I..." The white-haired old man was about to cry, and he trembled when he thought of how life would be worse than death.

"Okay, get out." Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, he had no enmity with the white-haired old man, and he was too lazy to kill.

"You won't kill me?" The white-haired old man was stunned.

"I'm not your master. I'm narrow-minded, and I'll take revenge."

Ling Xian glanced at the white-haired old man, and said: "Go away, go back and tell your master, don't provoke me again, otherwise, I will personally send her on the road."

"Thank you, Your Excellency." The white-haired old man was overjoyed and left in a hurry, fearing that Ling Xian would regret it.

Seeing this, Ling Xian closed his star eyes and practiced quietly.

In the early morning of the next day, he opened his eyes and went straight to a large strange stone workshop.

Although he opened more than a hundred strange stones, he still hadn't enjoyed it to the fullest, so he came to a strange stone workshop opened by the royal family.

Afterwards, Ling Xian began to pick, or to say sweep.

He possesses the secret art of peeking into the sky, except for extremely special strange stones, most of them are as transparent as before him.

Therefore, he can determine whether the strange stone contains treasures and what treasures are hidden by just looking at it.

However, there are not many who can catch his eyes. After visiting this strange stone workshop, there are only six yuan.

Among them, three pieces are the treasures of the town store that are not for sale, and the treasures contained in the other three pieces are higher than the selling price, so it is useless to ask for it.

Therefore, Ling Xian left this strange stone workshop, planning to go to several other large strange stone workshops.

If not, he will leave Qishi City.

However, when he was going to another strange stone workshop, he was stopped by an old man in ragged clothes.

This person is unkempt and sloppy, but his old eyes, narrowed into slits, are shining brightly.

"Dare to ask, my lord, but you want to choose a strange stone?" The thin old man looked at Ling Xian with a smile.

"That's right." Ling Xian nodded slightly, and said, "You block my way, why?"

"I have a few strange stones in my house. I'm not a little old man to boast about. They are rare stones that are rare to see in a thousand years. I wonder if you are interested?" the skinny old man asked.

"Not interested in."

Ling Xian said lightly: "You and I don't know each other, what if it's a trap?"

"With the young master's strength, are you still afraid of traps?" The skinny old man said meaningfully.

"If you say that, I won't be able to go."

Ling Xian took a deep look at the old man, and said: "Since you can see my strength, you must be a strong person, I don't want to fall into a trap."

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Calvin, there is no third chapter, sorry. (To be continued.)