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So far.

Lynch still felt unsatisfied.

But after discovering that the internal sprocket of the body completely disappeared, he also understood that this effect was not endless.

Now he can take one-tenth of the pill, which can last for up to an hour.

It is very likely that after the realm is improved, the time for this effect to be maintained will gradually be shortened.

But even so, it will be of great help to Lynch.

"Now I have recovered to the extreme of Nascent Soul, I can also slow down a little. After I consolidate my realm, I will be in a breakthrough tomorrow."

Lynch was not in a hurry to achieve success.

His rapid improvement with this pill was based on the fact that he had already practiced to the extreme of the Nascent Soul.

Next, if you hit the realm of life, you may face a thunder tribulation.

If he is not careful, he will suffer serious damage or even be wiped out. Therefore, he must be fully prepared before making a breakthrough.

After calming down, Lynch continued to operate the "Record of the Demon-killing Gods", and after consolidating this level of his realm.

It was already bright.

Before he knew it, he had spent three days in the forbidden area of ​​the Burial God!

But today, before Lynch opened the door, there was a knock on the door.

Calculate it, it should be the blind man’s turn today!

Lynch hurried to open the door, but as soon as the door opened, the beggar stood outside with a somewhat unkind look on his face.

After a little stunned, Lynch quickly explained: "Senior Beggar, after I tidied up the room yesterday, I didn't wait until you came back, so I went back to the room to practice first!"

"I'm not here to ask you about this." The beggar said, raising a spiritual herb in his hand.

Lynch glanced at it and said, "Is there any problem with this spiritual herb?"

"No problem, but I want to ask you what attribute is this." said the beggar.

Lynch said without any hesitation: "Dark attribute."

What the beggar holds is the black-hearted grass.

Lynch did the classification yesterday.

"What about this one?" The beggar took out another three-flowered cattail.

"Although I can't name this spiritual herb, as far as I discovered yesterday, most of it is light attribute, but this one is quite unique and dark attribute!"

Lynch's quick answer made the beggar's face squeeze a few times.

really.

Lynch really relies on his attributes to distinguish spiritual herbs.

But, what exactly did he do and why he distinguished so clearly, and it was even more comprehensive than his classification.

"Boy, what about this spiritual herb?" The beggar took out a gray spiritual herb. This spiritual herb was extremely special. If an ordinary alchemist had any attributes, he would definitely think that this was an ordinary spiritual herb with no attributes. At most, it would be more spiritual.

Lynch said calmly: "It is a soul-attributed spiritual herb. I only found one of these spiritual herbs yesterday, so it should be very rare."

"Soul attribute?" The beggar said with a serious expression: "What is the basis for your classification?"

"Of course it's the soul power above." Lynch's indifferent look made the beggar's doubts about him become stronger.

Why, he didn't see that there was soul power on it?

Does this classification really exist?

"But..." Lynch continued: "This kind of soul power is not obvious, and it is difficult to find it in general. It needs to be stimulated by formations. I guess that this soul-attributed spiritual herb must be transformed from the ghost of some kind of monster. Unfortunately, this ghost is not powerful, and the spiritual herb transformed into is more ordinary and will be inconspicuous."

As he said that, Lynch made a gesture in his hand and condensed an ordinary bondage formation.

The moment this binding formation landed on the spiritual grass, the soul power on it was quietly released, instinctively resisting the binding formation and trying to break free from it. Therefore, the soul power was released more intensely and obviously.

"It's really soul power..." The beggar's brow shook.

Lynch was a little surprised: "Senior beggar, you won't see it, are you?"

"Well, how is that possible? I just want to test you whether yesterday was classified by luck." The beggar quickly covered up and pretended to have known it.

In fact, there were already storm in his heart.

There are actually categories that he doesn't know!

And this classification was confirmed in front of him!

This moment!

The beggar felt that his perception was completely subverted.

What he couldn't believe was a junior who was far from all aspects told him!

For a moment, the beggar was a little unacceptable and felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

You know, he is the most outstanding alchemist in the Tianling Realm in a thousand years. If you tell this, it would be strange if you don’t make people laugh!

Seeing that the beggar's face was strange and he was not able to figure out the situation, Lynch had to bow and say, "Senior beggar, then nothing is wrong now. I still have to find the blind senior. By the way, thank you for the elixir you gave me yesterday."

"Wait, you can hold this golden-patterned heart-retention pill to help you survive the realm of life. When this round is over, you will continue to come to my room. I will teach you something. Do you remember?" The beggar said as he took out a golden pill.

Compared with the black pill before, this golden-patterned heart pill looks much better. Moreover, there is a breath of clear and calm air flowing on it. The moment people hold it, the restlessness dissipates and the heart is calm and the energy condenses.

"Thank you, Senior Beggar." Lynch was a little excited.

He probably knew now that the beggar was a very powerful alchemist. Even if he took out a pill, he would definitely not be an ordinary person.

Moreover, he said that if he could help him through the realm of death, there would be no falsehood.

The beggar nodded with a smile, and wanted to say something, but suddenly he found a murderous aura approaching. He turned his head with a frown, and then saw the blind man's cold cheek.

"Do you want to break the rules?" The blind man's voice was extremely cold and his anger appeared.

The beggar discussed: "Is it OK to take some time to explain what happened yesterday?"

"No!" the blind man said coldly.

The beggar's face changed slightly: "Isn't you giving me such a little face?"

The blind man didn't say anything, he just did it manually.

Swish!

It was almost a flash of lightning.

The sword behind him had fallen on the beggar's shoulder, only one palm away from his neck.

Although the sword was still not unsheathed, as long as the blind man thought about it, he could give the beggar a fatal blow just now.

because.

The whole process.

Even the beggar didn't see clearly how he drew his sword.

Inadvertently, a drop of cold sweat rolled down the beggar's forehead.

quick!

It's really too fast!

Even if they are in the same realm, they cannot capture the direction of the blind man's sword.

"If you don't want to be a dead person, don't talk nonsense!" The blind man was still cold.

However, the beggar was shocked at this moment and was restored to calmness. He did not angrily and laughed: "I am worthy of being the King of Ghost Hand Swords. Today I have gained some knowledge, but you'd better pay attention to your feet..."
Chapter completed!