"Brother Beichen, my condolences."
Just when Lin Beichen was lost in thought, Yu Wenrui slowly walked over with the girl in the red dress and comforted him softly.
Lin Beichen tilted his head slightly and looked at the two people with dull eyes.
After a moment, he said coldly: "Why are you still standing here, why don't you leave quickly?"
"We are kind enough to comfort you, why are you so angry?" the girl in the red dress curled her lips.
He was very hesitant in his heart whether to kill these two people here. After all, if word spread that he possessed the Spirit Wing Art, he would most likely face pursuit.
After all, the common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
He believed that his Spirit Wing Art would have a strong appeal to those practitioners who could not break through to the Tianyin realm.
"I said, let's go!"
Lin Beichen said without emotion, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Beichen finally suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart.
He had no grudge against Yu Wenrui and his sister, so it was really difficult for him to kill them.
"What's wrong with your eyes! We didn't kill the black and white evil spirits!" the girl in the red dress said reluctantly, with a look of grievance on her pretty face, which was very pitiful.
But at this time, Lin Beichen was not in the mood to observe these, but stared at Yu Wenrui and the two, with a hint of murderous intent flashing from time to time in his eyes.
"Don't tell the outside world what happened here today, otherwise..." Lin Beichen did not say the next words, but the warning was self-evident.
"Brother Lin, don't worry, we will definitely keep it secret. Jing'er, let's go." Yu Wenrui hurriedly grabbed the girl in the red dress who wanted to come forward to argue. He cupped his hands towards Lin Beichen and hurriedly left the mausoleum hall.
He clearly saw the vague murderous intention flashing in Lin Beichen's eyes just now. If they stay a moment longer, the brother and sister may not be able to get out of the mausoleum.
He had no confidence that he would be able to escape intact from Lin Beichen, who had killed Lin Beichen, who was at the third level of the spiritual vein realm.
The mausoleum hall was silent at the moment, except for Lin Beichen's heavy sigh.
Not long after, Lin Beichen stood quietly in the mausoleum hall, staring blankly at the two little dirtbags in front of him.
"Rest in peace." Lin Beichen murmured in a low voice.
After settling the funeral affairs of the black and white evil spirits, Lin Beichen turned to look at the tombstone standing quietly on the altar.
Just for this Xuanjie Kung Fu, four lives were left in this tomb forever.
This made Lin Beichen truly see the cruelty of the world of cultivators.
After a moment of silence, Lin Beichen slowly walked to the tombstone and sat cross-legged.
He must learn this martial art!
Otherwise, both black and white evil spirits would have died in vain.
Lin Beichen began to practice in his mind according to the handwriting recorded on the inscription.
After a while, Lin Beichen entered a strange mental state, sitting quietly in front of the tombstone like an old monk in trance, without moving at all.
Time passed quietly in the mausoleum, and no one knew how much time had passed. Lin Beichen, who had closed his eyes for a long time, stood up slowly, but his eyes were not opened at the moment.
With a thought in his mind, he held the long sword in his hand and unconsciously practiced various sword moves.
At this moment, the spiritual energy surged crazily, causing ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
"The first form of the Nine Heavens Burning Fire Sword!"
"Feng Tian!"
As Lin Beichen let out a low shout, the air in the entire mausoleum seemed to feel hot at this moment.
A sword energy burning with blazing fire struck the wall in an instant.
"boom!"
After a loud noise, the entire mausoleum began to shake slightly, and countless sand and stones rolled down at this moment.
"It's so powerful. It's worthy of being an intermediate Xuan-level martial arts skill."
The next moment, Lin Beichen slowly opened his eyes, feeling the burning sensation in the air that had not yet disappeared, and murmured softly.
Just the first move had such great power, it was several times more powerful than his original Swift Shadow Sword.
"Senior, thanks for the gift of the treasure, I will definitely use your Nine Heavens Burning Fire Sword to reproduce its power in the Xuanling Dynasty."
After a moment of silence, Lin Beichen bowed seriously towards the tombstone.
In fact, the owner of the mausoleum Jian Zhenren also deserves his respect from Lin Beichen.
Under normal circumstances, there are only two situations where cultivators in the Cloud Shadow Continent will leave graves.
A kind of person like Jian Zhenren who sincerely leaves his inheritance and just hopes that his inheritance will reappear in the world.
The other type is people with evil intentions who still want to harm others after they die.
"Brother is leaving here."
Half an hour later, after saying goodbye for the last time, Lin Beichen walked out of the mausoleum along the way he came.
sunny.
The long-lost sunshine was a bit dazzling, causing Lin Beichen's eyes to narrow slightly unconsciously.
At this time, there was no longer the lively scene outside the mausoleum.
After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go to Tongzhou Mansion.
Although Tong Ling died in his hands, it was expected that the master of Tongzhou Mansion would not notice it for a while. All he had to do was become an alchemist and leave Tongzhou Mansion.
With the Spirit Wing Art, as long as the master of Tongzhou Mansion is not in the Tianyin realm, he can come and go freely.
Besides, if we change to another state capital at this time, it won’t be enough in terms of time.
Thinking of this, Lin Beichen didn't stop too much, and crystal blue wings flashed out from behind.
...........
Due to the improvement in strength, it only took less than a day for Lin Beichen's figure to appear in front of the city of Tongzhou Prefecture.
"Hey, that boy, what are you looking at? I'm just talking about you, pay me."
I saw two guards in military uniforms approaching, blocking Lin Beichen's progress.
Lin Beichen frowned slightly, but still suppressed his displeasure and said calmly: "How much."
"Two low-grade spiritual crystals," the guard said.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Beichen was ready to take out the spiritual crystal.
This was also his first time in Fucheng, and he didn't quite understand some of the rules.
He came here to learn the art of fire and become an alchemist. He didn't want to act in such a high-profile manner before entering the city.
Otherwise, with just the two little guards in front of him, he could wipe them out with a snap of his fingers.
But then he glanced at the door and saw several people going straight into the city without being stopped to pay the two spiritual crystals.
"Huh? Why don't they have to pay." Lin Beichen slowly stopped putting his hand in his arms and frowned.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't pay, we won't let you in." One of the guards sneered.
After hearing this, Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly understood that these two people might just think that he was young and easy to bully.
"I can go in now." Lin Beichen said coldly, throwing the two spiritual crystals in his hands towards the two of them.
"Let's go." The guard caught the spirit crystal with a smile on his face and said casually.
A hint of murderous intent quietly appeared in Lin Beichen's eyes.
He remembered these two people!
