I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Oh... which one is so small, dare to break into my secret resort?"

The woman in red slowly sat up and turned her eyes to two uninvited guests.

On a good face, the look of anger gradually became stunned and looked stunned.

"An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, how did you find this place?!"

"Small dance friends? How come you are in this place?"

The two sides spoke at almost the same time.

The air is quiet.

"This is my resort."

"We saw a mountain like a tortoise, and felt that there would be something good in the cave, so I ventured in." Xu Xiaolan also explained.

She has no bad feelings about this beautiful relative, and her attitude is much better than that of the ordinary dragon.

"You can even break through the carefully arranged arrays." The little dance stroking the chin, his eyes moving in the upper reaches of An Lin and Xu Xiaolan, and the pupils shrank slightly. "Breakthrough to the virtual world?"

"Luck is better." Xu Xiaolan smiled a little embarrassed.

"It’s so fast..." Xiao Xiao dance inexplicably sighed.

She turned her head and looked at the extreme distance of the water and the sky, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly lay down, actually intends to continue to sleep!

The sea breeze is sloppy, the woman in red lies on the beach, slender legs and hands open, exquisitely beautiful and delicate, and is destroyed by a vulgar "big" sleeping position.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan were a little stunned by the expression of sleeping in a small dance.

The little dance tone is lazy: "Well, don't bother me if you don't have anything to do. Of course, you can choose to accompany me here to sleep quietly."

An Lin: "..."

Xu Xiaolan: "..."

"Your strength is basically in the early days of the ancient dragon field, why not take the opportunity to get the power of the dragon." An Lin could not help but say.

"Dragon's power is useless to me, I don't need that thing anymore." The little dance didn't hide it, closed his eyes and answered softly.

"So, is this the end of your time to go to sleep in the early days of the ancient dragon field trial?" Xu Xiaolan asked again.

"Of course, is there anything more comfortable than sleeping?" whispered a little dance. "This place is my exclusive resort for the ancient dragons in the early days. Don't let them go."

Xu Xiaolan looked at the salted fish in the sun without a word.

Anlin remembered the encounters of Qi Mingyu and Yan Qingyu, and said: "If you can't get the power of the dragon, go out and protect them, can you reduce casualties?"

Xiao Xiao danced and smiled: "Protect them? Why should I protect them? I am not their nurse, life is their own, let them play."

This big sister can be said to be very personal.

The woman in red is lying on the beach, sticking out with a slender finger, and silently drawing a circle on the beach. The sound is long: "If everything is going to be in the first place, protect them, vent their anger, fight for them... not for ten thousand years, This dragon court is abolished. Of course, I am also very likely to die."

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan are speechless.

What the woman said, in fact, is quite reasonable.

Throughout the history of Xiuxian, many of the great villains were destroyed. In fact, it was not the ancestors who provoked things, but the shackles underneath, and then the ancestors came out to do nothing, and this was killed by the protagonist of the king. ......

The little dance is free from the dragon court, but it can become the dragon's pin.

"Well, chatter is over, don't bother me, I have to get up, wake me up, be careful that I hit you." The little dance stopped the conversation very violently and continued to do her dreams.

Anlin and Xu Xiaolan tacitly stopped talking and curiously strolled around the world.

"This place is so strange, there is a starry sky and the mainland outside, but here is the blue sky, white clouds and the sea, as if it are two different worlds." Xu Xiaolan said.

“Will it be a small secret?” An Lin looked up and found that the world had light, but there was no sun, and there was no real power of yang.

"An Lin, look at you!" Xu Xiaolan suddenly pointed behind him, and the whole person was excited.

Anlin turned and looked at the top of the cave behind him. There was a huge statue of a tortoise, which was vivid and lively!

"No, no, not a turtle, its head is a snakehead." Anlin found a difference.

"Do you say that this is a statue of Xuanwu?" Xu Xiaolan was curious.

Looking at its shape, the comprehensive information of the ancient books, most of them are the basaltic sacred beasts of one of the four saints who died together with the heavens and the earth.

Anlin stroked his chin and suddenly whimsically said: "The ancestor statue of the Tiangui nationality, I have been unable to find it, will it be this? Xuanwu and the Tiangui family, I feel that it should be a bit of a source, or I would like to worship it. See if there is any light falling down?"

Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin, who still had nothing to gain. Some sympathy nodded and held his fist and encouraged him: "Come on!"

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Anlin learned some of his previous gestures and saluted the basalt statue in front.

After waiting for three minutes, the statue still did not respond.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

"Xuanwu ancestors haven't seen anyone for a long time. Do you need to stimulate it? May you fall asleep?" Xu Xiaolan reminded.

"Irritation?" An Lin frowned.

"To treat the sleeping ancestor, want to wake it up, violence is not desirable, must be gentle." He muttered to himself, suddenly his eyes lit up, spit out a blood, and smashed into Xuanwu's face.

Xu Xiaolan: "..., is this gentle?"

Xuanwu was smeared with blood, but still did not respond.

An Lin’s heart is so tired that it’s not easy to find a statue suspected of being a ancestral celestial ancestor. The result is not?

"Perhaps... is it that you can't recognize you as a younger generation? You have to prove that you are a tortoise!" Xu Xiaolan did not give up, carrying his own opinion.

An Lin almost spit out an old blood: "Turtle your sister! I am not a turtle at all, how can I prove that I am a turtle?"

That is to say, after a minute, An Lin used the technique of hiding turtles.

Hey...!

The tortoise shell was revealed and attached to him.

An Lin looked forward to Xuanwu with a look of hope, and his heart was in the big voice, and the opposite Xuanwu looked over. Your descendants are here, waiting for you to bless!

Rumble...

The statue suddenly trembled.

Then, a dazzling beam of light descended from the sky and fell on the body of Anlin.

A profound and profound Taoist sacred to the sacred beast began to flow into the mind of An Lin.

Anlin was excited for a while, and it turned out that the identity of the turtle shell was really useful!