I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Call..." Dina’s lips were slightly sullen, and a little yawned, and the blue eyes were slightly fascinated. "Anlin Giant, I just used the power of apocalypse, now I am so tired, I have to go out and take a break. What?"

An Lin clicked on it, and then he remembered something and said: "You are now coming in here, why can't you rest in this world?"

Dina licked the jewel-like eyes and smiled: "Anlin Giant, although I am integrated with the world, theoretically has endless power and strength, but still needs to be supported by the individual's original strength. ”

"In other words, my roots are actually the self of the mainland. I am here to use the power and power at the same time, the origin of the source itself will also take power, this power has to go back to the early mainland. Supplement and recovery."

An Lin heard the words suddenly, and there was another speculation in his heart.

According to Dina, although she is the **** of the world, the power is still limited by the individual of the early mainland. Is it possible to say that the world level of the mainland in the early days is higher than this world of mirrors? So is it based on the world level of the Taichu continent?

He knows that the level of the world can be jumped. Will there be a day when the world of the mirror can be comparable to or even surpass the world of the early continent? At that time, when Dina went to the mainland in the early days, would it be with a higher authority, just like the creation of the gods?

Thinking of this, Anlin couldn't help but laugh out, shook his head and let go of this ridiculous fantasy.

Dina pulled Anlin's white light and returned to the wall of Huangquan City.

At this time, the sun is shining.

Anlin found out the white, asked how many days it had passed, and then found that only three days passed.

He slammed it and left the final test, only five days.

An Lin put Dina on the back of the white, let Dabai look after the sleeping elf, and then walked in the head of Huangquan City.

Many students see Anlin and they will say hello enthusiastically.

Obviously in their hearts, Anlin is a very welcome and admirable person.

Anlin was filled with emotions in his heart. After three years of unremitting struggle, he finally caught up with the handsome brother who had no friends and the beautiful opponent Susu, and became the first popular king of the class.

Um... I can even say that it is the first popular king on campus.

"Oh, along the way, it’s really thanks to the fact that I can stick to it. One glory is really hard to come by." Anlin’s eyes were red and he was touched by himself.

Later, he saw a white figure outside the city wall, which is Cheng Ge. He is still in the field of hard training, surrounded by large and small potholes. Fortunately, the land here is not worth the money, no, but fortunately it is the territory of the Blackpool land, otherwise I don't know how much to lose.

After another journey, Anlin saw Xu Xiaolan and Su Xiaoyun.

The two of them were whispering on the side, and Xu Xiaolan also took out the Dragon Spider Sword.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Anlin was curious and made up the past.

Su Xiaoyun's pretty face emerged with a touch of red glow and lowered his head.

"Go away!" Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin and didn't have a good air.

Anlin stayed a little and then left with some depression.

What, is there any secret that he can't listen to?

So slowly moving forward, and finally met Xiao Ze who is meditating.

"Master, you are finally back!" Xiao Ze's eyes were clear and he was excited.

"Well, I am back. How have you been?" Anlin saw such a warm apprentice, could not help but feel relieved, smiled and nodded.

"Master, after going through the battle of bin Laden, I feel that I have a lot of flaws in my own defense. Can you guide me?" Xiao Ze looked at An Lin with enthusiasm and looked forward with full expectation.

An Lin’s mouth was slightly pumped, asking him to guide a power back to the peak of the virtual mid-term? What a joke!

"Cough... for the teacher to understand the defense is not deep..."

"It is not. Master, you are obviously the body of the gods, but the defense is so strong that even the general returning power can not be broken. This is definitely a deep understanding of the defense, and it can be done!" Looking at An Lin with a grudge, "Master, are you still abandoning me? Nothing, I will do well, I can wait!"

"I didn't dislike you, I really can't teach... As for why my defense is so strong, it's because my **** of war is small!" Anlin's face is dark, this youth series What is the sense of sight?

Xiao Ze smashed his black and white eyes and muttered: "The body of the **** of war? Since it is a god, it must have some experience about the defense of the gods. Otherwise, how can it be cultivated into such a strong defense?"

An Lin was picked up, and Xiao Ze said it really makes sense!

"You know, my body is to absorb the golden world crystal source, and then cultivated successfully..."

"Master, don't you lie to me, I haven't seen the world, aren't they the energy to cultivate the gods? The combination of the sentiment of the gods and the experience of the Tao is completely different. One is energy, the other is Tao..."

"Oh, if I said, I absorbed the golden world crystal source, and then I ‘噌’ it, it became the body of the **** of war, would you believe it?”

"Hey... Master, you don't want to teach me, don't forget me as a fool!"

Xiao Ze’s eyes are red, and I think that as the chief disciple, the only disciple, even if he didn’t get the guidance, he was turned into a fool by the master... When he read this, he couldn’t help but cry.

An Lin is also very depressed, he does not want to teach his own apprentice, the key is that he will not teach!

He doesn't even know how to cultivate his own fairy, teach him a fart.

So what will he be...

An Lin frowned and thought for a while.

"That..." Anlin hesitated for a moment, finally opening ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiaoze sees, breathing is rushing, looking at Anlin with a burning look.

"Do you want to learn to cook with me?" An Lin said with sincerity.

Xiao Ze’s body shook a little, and a blood spurted out.

Yes, Anlin thought about it and finally knew what he would be.

Because of the relationship between the pans, he persisted in the study of cooking, and the cooking skills became more and more exquisite, and there was a model of everyone. This is the only one he has taken.

"But Master, I am not interested in cooking." Xiao Ze opened her chest and said.

"Then I didn't teach well." An Lin sighed.

Xiao Ze suddenly wants to cry.

Anlin saw it in his heart and thought about it. He said, "Would you like to learn how to force me?"

Xiao Ze: "..."