Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 49: Source Point’s New Treasure House?Taoist language arts
Yi Chen held the red scissors on the ground in his hands, and two streams of information suddenly appeared on his retina.

[You successfully killed the female ghost in white, Red Scissors, and obtained forty crimson points.]

[When in contact with special items, the number of crimson dots +20]

"Haha, what a shame."

He was speechless at this moment.

Neither the black robe nor the distracted Yan Zhenren are evil spirits, and there is no 'explosion of gold coins'. The only good news is that the red scissors in front of him are just like the hatchet of the previous corpse, and they also contribute to him Twenty points of crimson value.

Yi Chen casually pulled off a strip of cloth from his body and wrapped it around his left palm, which was almost exposed to bones.

He remained silent throughout the entire process, endured severe pain, and looked very macho.

His life motto in his previous life was:
A person's life, except life and death, is all scratches.

A pure man is like a lone wolf, he licks his wounds when they are hurt, and he gets used to the pain.

Showing your weakness not only makes you a sissy, but also gives others the right to hurt you.

and so.

Men just want energy!

Taoist Yi has a profound understanding of this.

After taking care of the injury for a while, Yi Chen looked up and looked around.

At this moment, suddenly, a jade box caught his attention.

With the blessing of the Yin-Yang Cave God's Eye Technique and Eagle Eye Vision, he discovered that a jade box was quietly turning over in the pile of catfish at the crack in the distance.

Yi Chen quickly walked to the crack. At this time, the black air was no longer coming out of the crack. The crack was surrounded by mud and water stains. A lotus-like left arm of a baby was lying in the mud near it. , is an overturned jade box and a piece of green jade.

Yi Chen pulled out the dragon-slaying sword and planned to pick out the green jade from the muddy water.

Then, he started to show off happily.

"Gan, this piece of shit is still charged."

He quickly used his will to cut off the convulsions in his body and broke free.

The dragon-slaying swords were all thrown to the ground.

Just when he was about to curse, he suddenly stopped.

The source point on the virtual panel directly increased by 0.001 after the decimal point.
Damn it, electrotherapy?
At this time, a bold idea emerged from his mind.

Perhaps, he no longer needs to stew himself in an iron pot.

Isn’t direct electrotherapy even more important?
Touch the switch and turn it on yourself, that's 0.001
Touch the switch and turn it on yourself ten times, that is 0.01
Touch the switch and turn it on yourself a hundred times, that is 0.1
I touched the electric switch and shocked myself a thousand times. When the Lord of Hell saw me, he would praise me for my good health.

At this time, Yi Chen looked at the beautiful green jade on the ground with shining eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure.

No, it is simply a source point treasure house.

For a moment, Yi Chen's depression that he had not harvested enough crimson dots in this battle was gone.

Crimson is the big daddy, isn’t Yuandian the big daddy?
Although no matter what method of stimulating the body, resistance will develop in the end, resulting in little gain later, but for such a violent and violent operation as electric shock, the upper limit of this resistance is certainly extremely high.

Based on his previous experience, Yi Chen conservatively estimated that if he made good use of it, he would be able to get forty or fifty source points into his account in a short period of time.

Damn it, what is lost is what is gained in the east.

If I suffer myself any longer, I will no longer be a human being.

Thank you for the gift of nature!

Source point, let me see your limit!
After experiments, Yi Chen found that wrapping a few layers of clothes could isolate the discharge of this green jade, so he did not hesitate to cut off a large section of the hem of Taoist Qingxu's robe, and put three layers inside and three outside of the green jade. Wrap it up and put it in your arms.

After all, he was kind to Taoist Priest Qingxu and the three of them. It was reasonable to say that he pulled off a few inches of his clothes.

This way he will be cooler too.

As for the baby's left arm that looked like a lotus root segment on the ground, Yi Chen had already put it in a jade box, pasted it with an animal skin talisman and sealed it again.

How to deal with this jade box, he already had a rough idea in his mind.

After going to the county government office and briefly explaining to the county magistrate, Yi Chen hired four carriages to pull the four people lying on the ground back to Yinlong Temple.

……

……

On the second day, the sun rose with great light.

In the front yard of Yinlong Temple, the gate is wide open.

Yi Chen and Lin Baihu were sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. There were many candied fruits and other snacks on the table.

However, none of Lin Baihu moved, except that one by one was peeling the chestnuts in front of him and eating them. From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at the Taoist priest in front of him, his eyes were a little wandering, and there was a hint of shame in his expression.

After all, they were all retrieved by Yi Chen yesterday. After all, his cultivation was more advanced than Master Shuiyue and others, so he had woken up yesterday and sent a secret message to Ansi Qianhu in the county and town using a secret method.

Master Shuiyue and the other three are still sleeping soundly. The reason is probably because they were distracted by the Great Protector and used magic to imprison their body shape and mana. They were directly shaken by the shock caused by the violent fight between Yi Chen and the others and suffered a slight concussion. , it will take some time to recover.

After all, the great protector's distracting words and secret techniques are full of tricks. Without magic protection, they are not much stronger than ordinary people.

At this moment, on the distant horizon, a figure slowly appeared from far to near.

This person is also wearing a flying fish suit, but it looks much more gorgeous than what Lin Baihu is wearing, and the animal patterns on the chest are also different.

It seemed that the pace was not fast, but in a blink of an eye he was more than ten meters away from the original place. Soon, this person floated into the Hidden Dragon Temple.

This chubby middle-aged man who looks like a member of the military is Lin Zhenbei, the boss of Ansi in Ping'an County and Lin Zhengyi's father.

Cultivation, the early stage of refining qi and becoming a god.

During the chat yesterday, Yi Chen found out that Lin Baihu was only 20 years old, but he was just a bit... young and immature?

God knows how shocked Yi Chen was when he heard the news. He instantly understood Lin Baihu's original choice a little more.

After all, young people are passionate. It is normal for young people to be impulsive. "This majestic Taoist priest must be Taoist priest Yichengzi."

Lin Zhenbei first bowed his hand towards Yi Chen with a smile.

"I also want to express my gratitude to the Taoist Priest first. Thank you so much for saving Quan Zi."

"I wonder if the Taoist priest asked Quanzi to secretly call me here using a secret method. What's the important matter?"

Yi Chen also smiled and returned the salute.

"I'm here to save you, Senhu-sama."

"Save me? Where do you start?"

"The Corpse God Cult has caused such a big mess, and the entire Ping'an County is in chaos. Qianhu, you have done a great sin."

"Now even Zhenjun Wanhua's left arm has been opened by the Corpse God Cult. Tell me, if your deputy, the other Lord Qianhu, knows about this news, what kind of trouble will it cause?"

"Removed from office? Investigated?"

"Half your life's hard work was wasted?"

Lin Zhenbei's smile faded: "Taoist Priest might as well speak more straightforwardly."

Yi Chen took his time and made Lin Qianhu a cup of tea before speaking slowly.

"My son and I hit it off immediately and deeply admire Lin Baihu as a person."

"Looking at the father as a son, I think Qianhu is also a kind person. From the bottom of my heart, I don't want to see this happen."

"Therefore, I would like to make a deal with you, Chihu."

"Blessings are not the source of misfortunes, and misfortunes are not the source of blessings. I know there happens to be another version of this matter."

"There is only one truth."

"That is, Qianhu has already seen through the conspiracy of the Corpse God Sect, and is strategizing to defeat the enemy thousands of miles away. He will use the plan and send his son to go deep into our Fengyun County with a powerful secret treasure. Together with several righteous men in our Fengyun County, we will destroy the thieves in one fell swoop. Conspiracy to take back the left arm of Zhenjun Wanhua."

"Qianhu, Dazhi."

"Lin Baihu, you are so brave."

"So and so, it's a dilemma."

"Does Qianhu think so?"

Lin Baihu was stunned on the sidelines. After living for 20 years, it was the first time for him to see such an incredible language art.

This art form can choke Lin Baihu's neck to death, and he won't be able to imagine that he can still play like this.

At this time, the expression on Lin Zhenbei's face did not change at all. Having lived for decades, he naturally knew that everything had a price.

"Then, what's the price, Taoist Priest?" Lin Zhenbei said seriously.

"I want a treasure, a treasure that can match the value of this thing."

"Thousands of households, the beloved son of his parents has a far-reaching plan."

"You don't want Lin Baihu to be unable to make rapid progress, right?"

"Do you want Lin Baihu to be a hero, or do you want to be a small Baihu whose father was dismissed and investigated?"

"In this case, his future path will be more difficult."

Yi Chen said with a smile, and took another sip of tea.

The fragrance of tea overflows and blooms in the mouth. It is the best tea, Longjing before the rain.

And Yi Chen's purpose in setting up today's game is also obvious.

The left arm of Zhenjun Wanhua is so hot that Yi Chen can't grasp it, but the Zhen'an Division of the Dai Viet Dynasty can definitely grasp it.

So it would be more practical to exchange some treasures that he can use.

Don’t ask, everyone from the Corpse God Sect is dead anyway. It’s just a matter of the imperial court’s layout and a few of our minions. I only have a few people in Yinlong Temple. Can we do such a big thing as stopping the Corpse God Sect’s conspiracy?

What?How do you think Ansi of Ping'an County knew about the Corpse God Cult's conspiracy?

I don’t know, this is a big chess game for the imperial court. How could I, a country boy, understand this, so I just went and helped out. The main beam had to be picked by the hundreds of households in Zhen’an Silin.

Gains and losses in this process, Yi Chen is like observing patterns in the palm of his hand.

He, a small family in Yinlongguan, cannot afford the revenge of the Corpse God Cult.

Holding the left arm of the Wanhua Zhenjun, it cannot be eaten or worn, it cannot improve its strength, and it has to be remembered by the Corpse God Cult. Only a fool would regard it as a treasure.

This is the bane, the kind that will destroy the whole family if it doesn't work well.

It would be reasonable to say that it was the County and Town Ansi who was the strategist. It was the Zhenansi who broke the situation and the things were in the hands of the Zhenansi. The Corpse God will teach you to go to the Zhenansi of the Dai Viet Dynasty to fight.

Really smart people have to do this kind of thing where you help me carry the thunder, you have to give me benefits, and you have to thank me.

At that time, everyone will be like grasshoppers in the same boat. I will take the treasure and you will make progress. If you win, I will also win. This is probably a beautiful thing.

At that time, the development of Yinlong Temple will also be supported by the friendship of Ansi, Ping'an County, and will be secretly taken care of. Hehe.

At this time, even Yi Chen couldn't help but secretly give himself a thumbs up.

"My micro-management skills are indeed as good as before."

"It's a pity that I was technically successful in my previous life, but I didn't expect those bastards to get on the dump truck without respecting martial ethics."

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