Lin Ming held the Broken Star Black Crystal and said with a smile: "The bloodthirsty Bodhi Ghost King who is about to be born is restrained by such a small thing. It's interesting."
"Everything has its own way, even the most powerful life will have its weakest point."
Uncle Hei's eyes were filled with sadness.
"My Celestial Clan was like this back then. We were invincible across the Beixuan Star Territory. Unfortunately, we discovered our fatal weakness."
"The old god-king who was in charge of the decline and prosperity of all things passed away at that time... Alas, let's not mention the past, let's talk about the present first."
Uncle Hei took out three small jade bottles and handed them to Lin Ming.
"This is Mingyue Shaohualu, please take it."
Lin Ming took it and grinned, "This is not taken orally, right?"
Uncle Hei was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "Don't worry, Prince Consort, Mingyue Shaohua Dew is not taken directly to refine the body and soul, but is induced by spiritual energy."
"Besides, the Wushuang Princess was born with a clean and exquisite body. Even the foot washing water is not stained with dust. The Prince Consort can safely consume it."
Lin Ming: (๑ʘ̅дʘ̅๑)!!!
Wo Cao, Uncle Hei, Uncle Hei, you shouldn't be such an uncle.
Something's wrong!
Lin Ming touched the back of his neck, not wanting to speak.
At this time, Uncle Hei smiled and changed the subject:
"After the Bloody Bodhi Ghost King dies, he will condense a Blood Jade Bodhi. Once you get it, be sure not to use it in a hurry."
Lin Ming tilted his head, "Do you have an explanation?"
Hei Bo nodded, "Soaking in the Mingyue Shaohua Dew can further promote the effect of Blood Jade Bodhi."
"If you can also condense the divine inscriptions related to strengthening the physical body, you may even achieve the supreme state of the body training realm - the physical body becomes a saint."
"So, once the opportunity arises, the Prince Consort must not be soft-hearted."
"Okay, definitely!" Lin Ming smiled.
At this time, the little guy on Lin Ming's shoulder rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Aren't you back yet?"
"Okay, we'll leave right now." Lin Ming smiled and rubbed its head.
Afterwards, Lin Ming said goodbye to Uncle Hei and stepped out of the mysterious space.
Just when he returned to the courtyard of the blacksmith shop, Wenren Qianyi's voice rang in his ears: "Back?"
Lin Ming smiled, "Yeah."
Wenren Qianyi rubbed his stubble-covered chin and walked up to Lin Ming.
"How's it going? Are you shocked?"
Lin Ming shook his head, "It's okay."
Wenren Qianyi patted Lin Ming's shoulder and said sincerely:
"The road is long. My little friend, although you are extremely talented and have a unique ability to comprehend divine texts, the world is vast and there are many talented people and strangers. Don't be discouraged."
Lin Ming was stunned for a moment, "Why should I be hit?"
Wenren Qianyi saw him stunned and thought he was stimulated by some powerful person.
Immediately afterwards, Wenren Qianyi patted Lin Ming's shoulder again with a face that was familiar to him.
"It's normal for young people to save face, especially for someone like you who is the scorching sun of the sky and has been beaten down by the powerful seniors inside. Don't be discouraged."
Lin Ming:? ? ?
He secretly thought in his heart: Does Senior Wenren have some misunderstanding about the Divine Cultural Museum..."
At this time, the little guy woke up in a daze and glanced at Wenren Qianyi with dissatisfaction.
"Old guy, why are you always slapping me? Don't you know it's a sin to disturb someone's dream?"
Wenren Qianyi smiled happily and asked instead of answering: "Hey, let me ask you, how is your brother Ming doing in there?"
"I don't want to answer such stupid questions," Lu Xueye yawned and raised his little paws, "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."
After saying that, it was about to bury its head.
At this moment, Wenren Qianyi raised his hand like lightning.
throat!
The little guy was hit in the head and received a blow to his head.
It was in pain and covered its forehead, and its snow-white hair stood out.
"Old guy, you're so full that you're full!!!"
Wenren Qianyi opened his palm, took out a mini hammer, and said with a smile:
"Don't be angry, little guy. I'll give you a second wave hammer. Tell me about your experience in the Divine Cultural Museum, especially your brother Ming's reaction."
Lin Ming rolled his eyes and waved his hand, "Senior Wenren, if you want to know, just ask me."
Wenren Qianyi chuckled, "It worked in the past, but not today. I once entered the Divine Museum when I was young, so I want to know how you behave."
"Oh...I understand. Senior was hit hard back then," Lin Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly and teased softly, "This is where I come to find balance."
Wenren Qianyi:_(´ཀ`‖∠)__
When his little idea was discovered, he felt quite uncomfortable and grinned in embarrassment.
"I just want to see what you can do with your talent. Can you be better than me?"
"Don't worry, senior, don't worry. At most, your performance is better than your performance back then." Lin Ming said.
Wenren Qianyi waved his hand quickly, "Stop it, stop it, I don't want you to talk, let the little guy do the talking."
This is because I am afraid that I will brag about myself... Lin Ming understood, and stretched out his hand to rub the little guy's head, "Here you go."
The little guy and Lin Ming looked at each other, making eye contact, and at the same time flashed a hint of wisdom.
The two of them had a clear understanding of each other and reached a consensus——
Neither of them wanted to lie to Wen Ren Qianyi, but it was better not to leak what happened today.
The identities of Mr. Remember and Mr. Forgetful should be kept as secret as possible.
So, the little guy said in a sweet voice, "I won't tell you."
Lin Ming was about to lend a helping hand.
At this time, Wenren Qianyi clicked his tongue twice.
"Usually when Brother Ming is awesome, you don't shout loudly. Don't shout now. Little guy, little guy, your attitude has shown everything."
After saying that, Wenren Qianyi turned around and walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
Lu Xueye snorted softly, "You were the one who was hit. Brother Ming is so strong that he hits others hard."
Wenren Qianyi raised his hand and shook it without looking back.
"Hahahaha, you always turn to your brother Ming. There is no point in asking you or him."
"Needless to say, I have not spent these years in vain..."
"My little friend, don't be discouraged. Without exception, those who can enter the Divine Museum are the best among people. They have seen unreachable geniuses and unfathomable power. It is really normal."
"Be normal and just catch up."
A long paragraph of words came slowly, and Wenren Qianyi's figure gradually faded away.
Lin Ming: "..."
Lu Xueye scratched his chin, his little face covered with snow-white fluff was full of doubts.
"Brother Ming, this doesn't mean we two deceived the old guy, right?"
Lin Ming shrugged, "Of course not, we didn't say anything."
The little guy nodded like a fool, covered his mouth with two paws, and made a squeaking sound: "I didn't say it, I didn't say it."
Self-strategy is the most deadly... Lin Ming smiled and shook his head, then walked towards the backyard gate of the blacksmith shop.
Squeak!
Lin Ming pushed open the door.
Wenren Qianyi's voice came from behind him:
"Wait a minute, what are you doing out at night?"
Lin Ming turned around and replied: "There is a bloodthirsty Bodhi Ghost King in the Black Mountain. We must hunt him down in a hurry."
Wenren Qianyi waved his hand, "What's so hunting about that thing? What's more important than learning to blacksmith?"
Lin Ming: "..."
At this time, a cloud of smoke emerged from the door of the blacksmith shop, and Lin Jing walked out of the smoke holding a tobacco pole.
He smiled and said, "That's not what you said. Little friend Lin Ming is still young. Martial arts training and forging are both important."
Wenren Qianyi frowned slightly, "Even you want to go out? It's not like this for a mere ghost king, but there are other unusual movements?"
