Lin Bing stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at Luo Lan and the foundation-building monk with cold eyes.
His heart was filled with anger and pain. If it weren't for the fact that his Yuyang Immortal Body could reverse yin and yang, then he would be the one who was sucked dry of yang energy by Luo Lan at this moment.
This thought filled Lin Bing's heart with anger, but Lin Bing did not rush in to stop Luo Lan.
The scene in front of him made Lin Bing feel very sick, but he still resisted the urge to vomit. He could clearly see Luo Lan's red lips leaving blood marks one after another on the monk's neck, while the monk Unable to resist, he could only close his eyes in despair.
Lin Bing clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart that this monk brought all this on himself. They wanted to kill him and injured the spirit horse. They deserved the fate they deserved.
As time passed, Luo Lan continued to absorb the yang energy of the foundation-building monk with peace of mind. The monk's body gradually became shriveled up, and eventually turned into a mummy.
At this time, Luo Lan felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
She sat lazily on the stone slab, her face filled with a strange ruddy color, and her blood-moon-like eyes shone with a strange light.
Luo Lan gently stroked her throat, which had become extremely smooth. There was still a monk's body temperature and a faint trace of blood there. She closed her eyes and recalled the taste just now. It was a kind of satisfaction and pleasure pouring out from the bottom of her heart. , as if all the fatigue and pain disappeared instantly.
After absorbing this monk's yang energy, the yin energy in Luo Lan's body has basically been completely restored. It has returned to what it was before Lin Bing didn't absorb her. After all, the foundation-building monk is very tonic, at least as good as twenty ordinary living yangs. .
After a while, Luo Lan slowly walked to Lin Bing's side, bowed her head and thanked her again.
Lin Bing nodded slightly and said nothing.
His eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a stranger.
Luo Lan felt Lin Bing's anger and dissatisfaction. She knew it was caused by her previous behavior. She didn't dare to say anything more, but silently stepped aside, bowing her head and saying nothing.
There was silence in the cave, only the mummy of the foundation-building monk looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight.
Lin Bing walked aside alone and began to carefully examine the storage bags of the monks. He secretly sighed in his heart that these monks probably did a lot of robbing families, but they were so rich.
Lin Bing opened the storage bags one by one, and his eyes suddenly lit up. There were a large number of medium-grade spiritual stones piled in each storage bag. The total number of these spiritual stones alone was more than 10,000, which was already considered a huge amount for an ordinary monk. It's very rich. The average monk can have more than a thousand, which is considered good.
In addition to spirit stones, there are many dazzling items in the storage bag, and various skill secrets are stacked together, ranging from low-level to high-level.
It's a pity that these skills and weapons are not suitable for Lin Bing to use at all, so he can only find a way to sell them after arriving in Wansha City.
Among them, the foundation-building monk has a very powerful advanced technique, a magic technique called "Blood Demon Technique", which is specially used to cultivate demons.
Then it is naturally impossible for Lin Bing to practice. He can only stay and go to the auction house to sell it to those who need it. For those who like to practice magic, there will definitely be people rushing to get this kind of advanced technique, and it will definitely sell for a lot of money. Good price.
After seeing this advanced technique, Lin Bing was actually very curious. If this foundation-building monk really mastered the magic technique, he would definitely be even more powerful than he is now.
Because Lin Bing had long understood that demon cultivators were always stronger than ordinary monks, but why was this monk not so powerful that he was even killed by himself?
But after opening the Blood Demon Technique and looking at it briefly, Lin Bing understood everything. Because this technique can only be practiced after forming a pill, and it also requires drinking blood every day, this monk obviously does not have the strength.
After sorting out the contents of several monk storage bags, Lin Bing went back to meditate silently.
Since Luo Lan's Yin Qi had recovered, she naturally did not need to continue to recuperate, so after dawn the next day, Lin Bing took her to Wansha City.
Moreover, Lin Bing just told Luo Lan his destination and took the flying sword one step ahead.
Luo Lan followed him silently. She knew that Lin Bing was still angry, so she didn't dare to say anything more.
Lin Bing's back looked particularly cold in the morning light. He controlled the flying sword and disappeared in an instant. Luo Lan followed closely behind, leaving afterimages of the flying sword in the air.
Wansha City is getting closer and closer, and both of them have their own thoughts in their hearts. Lin Bing is still angry, while Luo Lan is full of guilt and uneasiness.
So neither of them spoke during the whole journey, only the sound of flying swords piercing the air echoed in their ears.
Two figures galloped in the morning glow, leaving behind a string of illusory shadows. After a period of flying with swords, the two finally arrived at Wansha City.
After arriving at Wansha City, Lin Bing and Luo Lan naturally jumped off the flying sword and walked there as before. Because this city has regulations that cannot be entered by flying sword, Lin Bing and the others naturally cannot make an exception and must abide by this rule. of.
After entering Wansha City, Lin Bing decided to separate from Luo Lan and go to different places. Because Lin Bing wanted to buy exercises and sell pills this time, there were many things that he didn't want Luo Lan to know, so it was better to separate. .
The bustling crowd in Wansha City was surging, and various sounds were intertwined, forming a unique lively atmosphere. Lin Bing and Luo Bing entered one after another, and then went in different directions.
The two just agreed to meet at the city gate in two days, and then separated immediately.
Then Lin Bing walked straight to a Kung Fu Pavilion without squinting his eyes. This was his destination. He wanted to buy Kung Fu that was suitable for his practice.
When he walked into the Kung Fu Pavilion, the bookshelves were filled with a dazzling array of Kung Fu secrets. Lin Bing glanced at each Kung Fu book firmly, and finally locked his eyes on a Kung Fu book called "Xuan Yang Jue".
Lin Bing secretly calculated in his heart that this "Xuanyang Jue" is very suitable for his practice, and it is one of the top techniques in the foundation building period.
He approached the bookshelf, reached out and gently picked up the secret book of martial arts. The moment his fingers touched the pages, a cold feeling came from his fingertips, as if there was some resonance with his Yuyang Immortal Body.
Lin Bing turned to the first page and was immediately attracted by the content. This book was extremely special and focused on complementing one's own physique.
And when you practice to a high level, you can exert powerful power, allowing the Yuyang Immortal Body to move and practice faster.
Lin Bing secretly sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be so lucky. As soon as he entered Wansha City, he found his favorite technique.
After making the selection, Lin Bing turned to look at the bearded boss and asked gently.
"Boss, what is the price of this book "Xuan Yang Jue"?"
