Ten Trillion Beasts, My Pet Has Smashed The Heavens

"Master Lin Cheng, what are you doing?" Lin Bei looked at Lin Cheng with a half-smile.

Is this Lin Cheng a fool? Wasn't the lesson just now enough? Still want to block him here?

Lin Bei is not afraid of this Lin Cheng at all. If the other party doesn't know the good or the bad, Lin Bei doesn't mind letting the other party have a longer memory.

"Lin Bei, you made such a big embarrassment to me just now, do you think you can leave today without paying the price?" Lin Cheng said sternly.

After Lin Cheng finished speaking, he also made an appearance of gearing up, full of threats.

"This place is still within the scope of the library. If you start here, you will alarm the ancestors. Say, will you really be refused entry into the library? Of course, I don't mind fighting you here. One game." Lin Bei said indifferently.

Coincidentally, Lin Bei also wanted to try if he could beat Lin Cheng of the eight-layer martial artist.

Lin Bei and Ding Fangsan, the family member of the Zhou family, had a fistfight before. It was the first time that Lin Bei used the martial art Yanhuoquan.

But he still knocked Fang San, who was in the fourth level of the martial disciple, into the air, severely injuring Fang San.

Lin Bei has also practiced in his own courtyard for the past two days, and has a better understanding of the use of martial arts.

The combat power has improved a lot, and this Lin Cheng is the eighth level of martial arts, and it is also a good choice to practice.

Not to mention, Lin Bei has practiced several new martial arts just now.

These must be familiar with.

"Lin Bei, are you threatening me? Do you really think I dare not do anything to you?" Lin Cheng's expression changed slightly, and at the same time he found himself ill-considered.

This place is only 20 meters away from the library. If there is a fight, with the cultivation base of the ancestor, it will definitely be easily discovered.

"It's not a threat, it's just a reminder. Well, I don't have time to play with you. I still have things to do. If you want to teach me a lesson, I will participate in the family competition in a month. I hope you can kill me. Me." Lin Bei smiled lightly.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you, just worried that you won't dare to participate." Lin Cheng sneered.

This is really not the place to start. Since Lin Bei said that he will participate in the family competition, let Lin Bei be proud for another month.

It would be more interesting to let Lin Bei make a fool of himself in the crowd.

"Don't worry, I will definitely participate, I won't lie to you." Lin Bei said earnestly.

Lin Bei couldn't cultivate before. He had never participated in this kind of family competition. He could cultivate this year, so he couldn't miss it.

The most important thing is that the top ten of the family competition are eligible to participate in the town competition.

There is a big competition in the whole town. Those who perform well will have the opportunity to join the sect, or enter the academy to cultivate. This is enough temptation for the children of every family.

Being able to enter these sects or academies means that there is a chance to become a strong person.

There are many geniuses in the sect or the academy, which is a very good stage.

As long as you enter it, there is no accident, and you can become a strong martial artist with the lowest achievement.

A strong martial artist, in Qinglin Town, any family is an elder-level existence, the mainstay of the family.

It can be said that as long as you win a good ranking, you will enter the ranks of the strong with half a foot.

Lin Bei needs to become stronger, and naturally he will not be satisfied with the small place of Qinglin Town. If he wants to leave here and go to a wider sky, then he has to get a good ranking and join a sect or academy.

This time, Lin Cheng didn't stop Lin Bei from leaving, thinking that Lin Bei was only at the fourth level of martial disciples, and such cultivation was destined to be a foil in the family competition.

At that time, Lin Cheng must have someone arrange for him to team up with Lin Bei. Isn't Lin Bei the soft shovel in his hands?

"Hmph, Lin Bei, see how I torture you. I want you to kneel down and beg me for mercy." Lin Cheng thought.

He seemed to have imagined Lin Bei, the trash, kneeling in front of him and weeping bitterly.

As for Lin Bei, he came to a corner of the town and rented a remote courtyard.

This small courtyard is a bit shabby, but it can barely live in people.

Besides, Lin Bei doesn't plan to live here.

Lin Bei harvested all the hemostatic grass in the fairy field, and then planted the seeds of the hemostatic grass, waiting for a new round of harvesting.

The second batch of hemostatic grass was of the same quality as the previous one, three or four times the size of ordinary hemostatic grass, and it grew very strong.

Then Lin Bei will buy the sacks in advance and pack the hemostatic herbs.

In order not to damage the haemostatic herb, Lin Bei only contained a dozen or so plants in a bag and did not stuff it too tightly.

It took half an hour for Lin Bei to pack these hemostatic herbs separately and divide them into dozens of bags.

Next, Lin Bei went out and invited seven or eight people to transport these things to Baidantang.

After arriving at Baidantang, Sun Xing saw Lin Bei with enthusiasm.

"Young Master Lin, you are finally here. I thought you would come back in a few days." Sun Xing was very polite to Lin Bei with a warm expression on his face.

Lin Bei is also a little strange, this Sun Xing is a little too enthusiastic.

As soon as Lin Bei came, he invited Lin Bei to sit in the inner hall and served Lin Bei some spirit tea.

The previous Lin Bei had no such treatment.

Even if they had traded more than one thousand taels before, they would not be so polite. More than one thousand taels were only a small amount for Baidantang.

"By the way, Young Master Lin, are you planning to sell elixir this time?" Sun Xing asked.

He saw some people behind Lin Duan, and dozens of sacks were brought in. It seemed that what was going to be inside was what Lin Bei wanted to sell.

"Yes, I intend to trade with you. The one I mentioned to you yesterday is still hemostatic grass." Lin Bei said.

Hearing that Lin Bei's words were hemostasis, Sun Xing's eyes lit up.

The hemostatic herb that Lin Bei provided yesterday is a good thing. It is much better than the general hemostatic herb. The hemostatic powder is usually applied on the wound, and it takes at least two days for the scab to form.

However, the hemostatic powder made of hemostatic grass provided by Lin Bei started to scab after just two hours of application, and the effect was several times better.

If there is no accident, he can fall off and recover in one day, which surprised everyone.

Of course, if the wound area is too large, this will take longer.

Generally speaking, to have such an effect, at least one has to take a medicinal pill to have such a strong effect.

But among the low-level cultivators, not many people can afford medicinal pills to heal their wounds. If it is only a flesh wound, taking medicinal pills is too extravagant.

In the fantasy world, many people are doing things like licking blood on the knife edge.

Therefore, the demand for Zhixuesan is very large, and there are shopping malls every day, and injuries are inevitable.

There are also many mercenary teams, teaming up to hunt down monsters and use the materials on monsters to exchange for wealth.

Yesterday, after Sun Xing got Lin Bei's hemostatic herb, he immediately made it into hemostatic powder, and he sold part of it. As soon as the effect showed, it was looted by a large number of people and sold out in an instant. There are still many people waiting to buy it.

As for other ordinary hemostasis powder, many people don't buy it, they all want that high-quality hemostasis powder.