I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Dad, come here, this time I brought you a lot of good things from heaven."

Anlin took An Mingchuan to a small pavilion, and the expression excitedly fiddled with the ring and explored the contents.

"Hey, you said, I am practicing here, nothing is missing, you don't have to bring anything over!" An Mingchuan said without a word.

"Really nothing is missing? Don't you want to use the spirit?" An Lin smiled and said.

As soon as this was said, the entire pavilion was quiet.

Tian Lingling, Cui Zhe, An Mingchuan three people took a breath of cold, and they widened their eyes.

What does the spirit mean for the monks on earth? That is a treasure of the town of a large gate!

The swords that appeared in the whole of China were counted with one hand.

"No, this thing is too precious! Keep it yourself, I don't want it!" After An Mingchuan returned to God, he immediately refused.

Anlin smiled. He knew what his father was worried about and said: "Don't be nervous, I have more artifacts here, just pick it."

Soon, the Nasdaq flashed, and six spirits that evoked undulations appeared on the table.

Three first-order spirits, three middle-level spirits, this was the treasure he had robbed when he was killed outside the Dragon Tomb in the winter. He had never sold it.

"I rely!"

Tian Lingling looked at the six spirits in front of me and couldn't help but swear.

Cui Zhe swallowed a bit, and saw a little stay.

"This... how come you have so much..." An Mingchuan widened his eyes.

The spirits that Anlin took out alone accounted for half of the domestic spirits, and should not be so exaggerated.

An Lin didn't take it for granted. Even if the spirits were in the Kyushu area, they were extremely precious weapons. Not to mention the Earth, no wonder they would be so surprised.

"Dad is going to pick it up. These weapons are moldy in the ring, and the brother is not bad." An Lin looked arrogant.

Dabai saw his mouth and licked his mouth, knowing that Ang has already opened the forced mode.

Tian Lingling also liked to say that she stepped on Anlin, but now she forgot to talk. She just stared at the six spirits on the table and spit in her mouth.

An Mingchuan’s words are not sensational. He now prefers to use a sword, and he picks up a middle-level sword, Blue Frost Sword.

Anlin saw a thumbs up: "It’s my father, our family, it’s destined to be a sword fairy!"

Tian Lingling: "..., and in disguise, I am a sword fairy?"

Dabai: "Angkor is like this."

After his dad was selected, he looked at Tian Lingling and pointed to the spirit on the table. "The instrument here, you pick one."

Tian Lingling heard a word, and the watery eyes stared at An Lin: "The false Taoist you... do you mean to send me a spirit?"

Anlin nodded. After all, she was a good friend she knew in the mortal world. He treated his friends very well.

"Wow! An Lin Jian Xian, I love you!" Tian Lingling excitedly flew directly to An Lin, the pink mouth kissed An Lin's side face, happy to wow.

The word "An Lin Jian Xian", An Lin is obviously very useful, and some laughed smugly.

Then he pointed to the spirit on the table and continued: "Come and pick one that you like."

Tian Lingling nodded and selected a pair of white darts from the five spirits, the first-order spirits, and the flying thunder.

After the election, An Lin turned to look at Cui Zhe: "Uncle Cui, I said that I will also send you a big gift, you also choose a spiritual device."

After Anlin finished, Cui Zhe was forced to stay in place.

Send the spirit to him?

Are you kidding? This is a valuable tool!

He had thought that Anlin would send some good things to him, such as sending precious instruments and sending a lot of valuable Ling Dan, but never expected that Anlin would send a spiritual device to him!

"Uncle Cui, you are my father's teacher, please accept this gift."

Seeing that Cui Zhe did not respond, Anlin once again solemnly opened the door.

An Mingchuan is also a haha ​​smile: "The forest has a good life, this is his heart, the teacher still go up and get one."

"This..." Cui Zhe looked at An Lin and An Mingchuan, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Well, that Cui will accept the gift."

He picked a first-order spirit, a silver blood gun.

Holding the rifle in his hand and feeling the energy fluctuations and spirituality of the rifle, his hands were a little trembling.

This is the spirit?

Is this warmth?

Cui Zhe is a little embarrassed, this warmth is too warm, so warm to him now feels full of blood.

This opportunity is really right!

It is the most correct thing he has done to teach An Mingchuan.

Anlin took the remaining three pieces of the spirits and then gave the father more than a dozen different effects of the spirit, plus 20,000 pieces of Lingshi, these things enough for the father to squander after the breeding period.

Tian Lingling and Cui Zhe looked at the dazzling treasures in front of them and they were already numb.

Just like the ordinary people see a billionaires of a super rich, although the money is a lot for the ordinary people, but after they see numbness, it is only a number, and there will not be much shock.

The biggest shock is An Mingchuan, because he is the one who collects money!

It was because of his contact with the cultivation of the immortal world that he understood it. He was shocked.

Not to mention those spirits and spirits, just the 200,000 pieces of Lingshi, he has not seen so much money in the cultivation department!

"Well, warmth is over!" An Lin patted her hands, and there was no distress on her face, just laughing happily. Why do you want to cultivate immortals, why should you struggle? This he said is not clear.

His mood at the moment is very simple. Just like the man who worked hard outside, the company unit is hard to pay, and then he sends money to go home to subsidize the family, let the parents know that he is independent, let the parents know that he can rely on him!

Probably this kind of mood, this feeling is really good, Anlin also likes it.

After the warmth, Anlin took out the famous tea purchased in Kyushu and tasted it with his father, Tian Lingling and Cui Zhe.

The four people sat around the stone table, talked about the cultivation, and talked about the things they had experienced in the past two years.

"So, you have already had ten paragraphs of the Tao? You can, progress is very fast!" An Lin looked at Tian Lingling, and her face had a surprised look.

Tian Lingling snorted and did not answer.

The speed of her growth in this realm, even at the Xiuxian United University, is a very powerful group of people, but in front of Anlin, it was hit without any temper.

I was still thinking about waiting for An Lin to come back, bullying him, and then catching up with him.

Who knows that he has not seen for two years, and he has finally touched the threshold of Yuling. Anlinima has already turned the gods. This gap, she was almost mad at lack of oxygen.

"Tian Lingling's friends are indeed among the new generation of Chinese monks, the most amazing people." Cui Zhe also commented.

"Where can I be, don't forget Uncle Ann." Tian Lingling said with a smile.

"Haha, I have forgotten An Mingchuan." Cui Zhe smiled. "He started late, but his momentum was very fierce. Be careful to be overtaken."

An Mingchuan did not care about the issue of spiritual practice. When he learned that Anlin had taken the task with him, he immediately asked the most concerned question: "Lin, did Xu Xiaolan follow?"

An Lin glanced, but still nodded: "Hey, it’s time to go down together, what happened?"

"Oh, why don't you bring her to see me?" An Mingchuan shot his thigh, and he looked like he was angry.

Anlin couldn't help but laugh: "Why should I bring her to see you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She still has her own things to do."

"What happened?"

"Hey, go shopping."

"..."

An Mingchuan sighed and shook his head.

As for the son’s emotional intelligence, is the last girlfriend a lottery?

When An Mingchuan was helpless, a ringtone appeared, and Anlin’s cell phone rang.

An Lin pulled out his mobile phone and saw that the display above was actually called by Xu Xiaolan.

Hey, this is really saying Xiaolan, Xiaolan.

He connected the phone: "Hey, how are you playing?"

Xiaolan’s eager voice came from the phone: “Not good, Anlin, something big!”