Chapter 392 Let’s Change Our Brains First (13)
After entering the Anping Sect, the strong man handed the items he had collected from the Xuantian Sect monks to Lin Yuan, and then waited nervously.
After taking what the other party handed over, Lin Yuan began to inspect it carefully.
After achieving foundation building, his thoughts can be differentiated, and the previously invisible spiritual thoughts can be transformed into entities and come into contact with real objects.
Because it is invisible and can penetrate objects at will, the divine will in the foundation-building stage can accomplish many things that could not be done before, including exploring the internal structure through the shell of the object.
What the strong man sent was a magical weapon belonging to a monk in the Qi Refining Period of Xuantian Sect.
Although it was just a basic magic weapon, it still surprised Lin Yuan.
The Xuantian Sect's standard magic weapons include the ghost-faced bell, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Qi and Blood Bag.
The power among them was not what surprised Lin Yuan. What surprised him was that these magical weapons were exactly the same as those handed in by others, with almost no difference.
This shows that Xuantian Sect has found a way to mass-produce magic weapons and can even mass-produce them.
There are already hints of the industrialization of cultivating immortals here. It’s not yet known how far the other party has gone, but it’s already very surprising.
"Elder Lin, how much is this thing worth?" The strong man on the side asked cautiously when he saw that Lin Yuan had not spoken for a long time.
"Sorry, I got distracted. The item is worth ten spiritual stones, but because of its special meaning, it is worth two hundred. What do you think?"
"That's enough, that's enough! Thank you very much, Elder Lin. Elder Lin comes to our Canming Sect for a drink when you have time. Our leader and the brothers below miss you."
"Besides, I'm too busy now." Lin Yuan sighed.
"It's clear. Then I won't bother you. By the way, this is the roast chicken I bought on the way. I'll leave one for you. Don't worry about anything else. You can't leave food behind."
Looking at the shiny roast chicken, Lin Yuan smiled: "Okay, thank you very much. The spirit stone is here, take it."
Taking the ten spiritual stones handed over by Lin Yuan, the strong man walked out of the Anping Sect happily. When he went out, he saw a monk with a rat-tail whip standing at the door, standing on tiptoes and looking at the people in the Anping Sect.
The other party is a member of the Rat Tail Gang. The disciples in the sect like to keep a rat tail on their bodies, and they also do unsavory things like intimidation and blackmail.
Moreover, the other party is an enemy of the Canmingmen. The Canmingmen has received a lot of attention from the other party before, and a group of disabled people can't do anything.
Although the situation is urgent and the war is temporarily suspended, they don't look good when they meet.
Stepping forward, he puffed out his chest and bumped directly into it.
In front of his new strong body, the opponent was as fragile as a chicken. He was hit like a ball as soon as he came into contact with him, and rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.
Covering his head and standing up, Rat Tail saw the person who bumped into him and immediately yelled: "A dog crawls, you don't have eyes!"
"I bumped into you after I got older."
"you……"
Mustering his muscles, Goupan asked coldly: "What's wrong with me?"
"……fine."
"snort."
With a cold snort, Gouban picked up the roast chicken and turned around to leave, leaving Rat Tai with a strong back.
Looking at the huge body with envy, Rattail lowered his head and returned to his sect, and then saw the people inside cooking a pot of soup.
There was only a little bit of meat in the soup, and most of it was weeds. A few people sat by the soup pot with sly expressions, drinking soup, and complaining from time to time when this day would end.
Ever since "This Is My Home" became a hit, it has become difficult for sects like them to do dirty things.
In the past, some monks were accustomed to fighting alone, and the Rat Tail Gang could also rely on their numerical advantage to knock something off the opponent.
But now, the barriers between the monks have been broken down bit by bit, and the invasion of Xuantian Sect has further accelerated the cooperation between the monks, leaving them like rats with almost no way out.
After all, people gather in groups of three or five, and there is cooperation and affection between them. They are really unable to deal with them, and they will be beaten up.
Sitting next to the pot, Rat Tail picked up a broken bowl with a chip and scooped out the soup. After drinking it, he felt that the soup was really bland.
Recalling the roasted chicken in Gou Pai's hand, he felt that the weeds in the soup were even more difficult to swallow, and couldn't help but said: "Why can people from the Can Ming Sect have chicken to eat?"
"I heard it was given by Elder Lin," said a monk. "I heard that Elder Lin was blessed by the God of Agriculture. He has a large field in his mind that can be farmed. The birds grow very fast after eating it. The people in the dining hall rely on him. The supply is not out of supply and the price is not expensive.”
"Furthermore, Elder Lin also offered a reward for Xuantian Sect disciples' magical weapons, a set of ten spirit stones. It is said that "Sect Little Fighter" made a lot of money some time ago, and I can't spend it all."
"I heard that his medical skills are amazing and he can cure any disease. Several deaf old people can hear sounds."
"And he is also the city lord's benefactor. After Xuantian Sect retreats, he must be the city lord's guest."
"People should look down on the city lord. After all, he is the chief of the Wanfa Sect. As you know in the Wanfa Sect, anyone who comes out of the Wanfa Sect is a dragon among men, let alone the chief."
A group of people discussed Lin Yuan's background, and then discovered that this person was really an incredible character.
Now, most of Mo City's supplies are being circulated within the Anping Sect. The small sect that was once ignored has now become the center of Mo City. It makes people sigh that an individual's strength can be so powerful and can control the operation of a city. .
Listening to the discussion of others, Rat Tail couldn't help but said: "Then do we want to do something big?"
"What are you doing!" The companion beside him shouted in surprise, "Don't do anything stupid! That's the foundation building! If you want to die, cut off your braid first, don't say it's from the Rat Tail Gang!"
"No, what I mean is, should we do the same as the people from the Canming Sect and find an opportunity to kill a few Xuantian Sect cultivators?"
"... You have a little bit of will to survive, but not much. The cultivators of the Xuantian Sect are not easy to deal with. Many of them have become blood slaves and cannot be killed easily."
Rat Tail drank the bland soup: "How can the people from the Canming Sect do it?"
"They have a new body, why can't they?"
"Why can't we have a new body?"
"How can we... Yes, how can we not!"
At this point, other people rushed up, touched the smooth scalp at the front of Rat Tail, and exclaimed "You are really a genius".
After being pushed out as a representative, Shuwei walked into Anping Sect and found that Lin Yuan was still busy. He couldn't help but pull Qingfeng who was sweeping the floor and asked flatteringly: "Brother Qingfeng, I want to ask, how much does it cost to change your body?"
Qingfeng looked Shuwei up and down in confusion, and then said: "It's free, but Elder Lin may not be willing to change."
"Why?"
"You are not dying of illness, why should I change you."
"In other words, it's okay to be dying of illness?"
"Your reverse understanding is quite powerful. It's about the meaning. By the way, the brain can't have problems, but you may have problems."
Thanking Qingfeng, Shuwei left here thoughtfully, and was carried in by the Shuwei Gang in the afternoon, spitting blood.
Looking at Shuwei's festering body, Qingfeng was shocked: "What happened?"
"He drank a mouthful of blood near Xuantian Sect, and it became like this." A monk of the Shuwei Gang said hurriedly.
Still vomiting blood, Rat Tail raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed Qingfeng's sleeve, and said with difficulty: "Brother Qingfeng... can you change it now?"
"You really should change your brain first!"