I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1875: Hiding the Merit and Fame

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An Lin took the ball given by Bai Ling to the earth.

He passed through the space gate between the two worlds and saw the cute and lovely Rabbit Ji.

Rabbit Ji excitedly asked An Lin for credit, saying how hard she fought, how heroic she was, and how she shed blood and tears to protect the earth.

Xiaofu and Xiaopang listened on the side, not daring to speak.

What spiritual god suppressed Rabbit Ji and tore off Rabbit Ji's flesh and ate it, causing Rabbit Ji to collapse mentally and shatter her soul...

Are you sure you didn't say the two people's experiences the opposite?

In the end, Rabbit Ji, based on the belief of protecting all mankind, was tenacious and unyielding, defended her position, and fought desperately, and finally turned the tables and narrowly defeated the spiritual god.

An Lin looked at Rabbit Ji, whose eyebrows were full of spirit, whose skin was smooth and flawless, and whose breath was extremely full. How could she look like she had fought bloody battles and was on the verge of life and death?

He realized in his heart that the guy in front of him was just trying to extort more food, right?

Heh, woman.

I clearly said two meals would be enough.

I generously gave you three meals, but you are still asking for four?

An Lin smiled but said nothing. No matter how Rabbit Ji tried to persuade him, he would not add more dishes.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

An Lin cooked for Rabbit Ji in space.

To cook in a weightless environment, you need to give the pan a gravity effect, so that it is more convenient to cook. An Lin quickly cooked the dishes while using the gravity of the abyss.

Rabbit Ji drooled when she saw the dishes in the pot.

Not only her, but even Xiaofu and Xiaopang, who could feed themselves by swallowing the power of the stars, were very jealous and wanted to try it.

But who is Rabbit Ji? That's a big boss who eats alone. How could she share? Even the soup made in the pan was not licked by Xiaofu and Xiaopang, but she licked it clean by herself.

After serving Uncle Rabbit, An Lin returned to Earth to see his old friend on Earth.

The small ball given by Bai Ling flew into the sky by itself and merged into the invisible world.

"Lord An Lin, when you want to go back, remember to call me, I will show up and go back with you." A mechanical voice came from the invisible world.

An Lin smiled and nodded: "Do your job well."

Bai Ling once told him that she wanted to repair the sky and make up for the mistakes made by the Purple Star Civilization. I don't know how her progress is, An Lin didn't ask, now I think it's time to ask about the progress.

Once the Ocean God comes, the war situation will definitely change dramatically. At that time, time will be the most important factor. I don't know if Bai Ling still has time to prepare.

After An Lin came back, he didn't tell his relatives and friends immediately.

He wanted to see what the earth would look like without him.

At the Huatai Resistance to the Celestial Race Summit Forum.

The whole world is watching this meeting.

An Mingchuan, dressed in formal clothes, upright and dignified, stood on the high platform, in front of a group of generals and cultivators, and gave a speech on the characteristics of the Celestial Race.

He is a representative of cultivators respected by all the high officials on Earth, and is also the object of admiration and envy of many cultivators on Earth. At this moment, he was dazzling and played an important role on the international stage.

Any move he made could cause a huge sensation in the world.

"Dad is so handsome, and he is extremely confident."

"Even if he is one of the few who knows how terrible the human enemy is, he still marches forward like a fearless warrior, chooses to fight with full fighting spirit, and constantly inspires the morale of the people on Earth..."

An Lin stood next to An Mingchuan, but no one around could see him.

The Earth's high-level officials only knew the strength of the Celestials at the level of the Marshal of the Apocalypse Realm. As for the Celestials in the God Realm, the God of Power, and the God of Supreme Power, they were existences that they could not imagine at all, and knowing them would be of no benefit to them at all.

If they knew that there were stronger existences that could turn the Earth around in a snap of a finger, would they still have the courage to fight?

I don't know if they can still fight with some hope and motivation. If everything is clearly known, then morale will definitely be hit to the freezing point.

An Lin recalled the time when An Mingchuan asked him how strong the Celestials were, and when he told his father how strong the Celestials were, his father was shocked and terrified.

However, An Mingchuan was no longer nervous soon.

An Lin curiously asked him why he was no longer afraid, and his answer was very casual: What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, there are tall people to support it. There is only one thing we can do now, and that is to try to live.

An Mingchuan then looked at An Lin again and said seriously: Son, you have to try to live too hard! There are so many gods and people on the Taichu Continent, you don’t always rush to the front line. If the sky falls, hide quickly and don’t get hit...

These words still echoed in my ears.

A father’s care for his son is always so simple.

An Lin sighed with emotion and murmured, "Dad, you may not believe it, but the sky has fallen. I have become one of the tallest people..."

He looked at An Mingchuan, who was full of vigor and enthusiasm on the stage, and thought of his father who had said something salty before. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

An Lin's body gradually disappeared from the spot.

An Mingchuan, who was still speaking nonstop, suddenly paused and looked around in confusion. He always felt that something was particularly familiar. It came and went...

The monks and military leaders in the audience were all confused.

Why did they suddenly stop talking when they were just hearing the climax?

Could it be that Senior An Mingchuan practiced the starting point fragmentation method and got stuck at the climax?

An Lin went to see his old friend again.

Legal loli Tian Lingling, wearing a dress, showing her snow-white arms and slender and well-proportioned calves, looked very cool, but she was meditating on the top of a snowy mountain in the Himalayas.

"Chi!"

She flipped her hands and threw a dart, tearing the cold air and inserting it into a mountain peak, and it seemed to be motionless.

Tian Lingling exhaled lightly.

Boom! !

The mountain peak suddenly exploded.

The hard rocks were exploded by the energy, turning into countless pieces of rubble flying in the sky.

A good mountain peak was blown up by Tian Lingling's dart.

What she threw was not a dart, but a bomb!

"Is the little girl studying magic? She's really diligent... But this kind of weird magic... No wonder she chose such a remote place." An Lin stood aside and couldn't help complaining.

Seeing the girl practicing diligently, An Lin felt relieved and quietly buried a set of low-level fairy weapons related to darts inside a mountain.

Tian Lingling continued to practice darts, throwing darts calmly.

The darts pierced the mountain and then exploded.

"Boom!!"

There was a bang.

In an instant, fairy light was everywhere, dazzling.

When Tian Lingling saw this scene in front of her, her brain finally froze.

Her big almond eyes opened, staring at the scene in front of her, and her cherry mouth opened.

"Fuck... fuck!!"

"I finally have an adventure?!!"

"Ahhh...!!"

Tian Lingling screamed like a groundhog, her eyes glowed green, and she pounced on the darts.

"A fairy-level treasure!"

"A legendary fairy-level treasure..."

"Oh my God! Thank you, God, thank you, thank you, thank you for everything!"

Tian Lingling hugged the fairy-level dart, tears streaming down her face and incoherently thanking her.

An Lin stood beside the excited little girl who was about to faint. He listened to her words of thanks to Baba, and felt relieved. He smiled like a kind father, concealing his achievements and fame, and slowly disappeared from the spot...

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