The City Is Too Convoluted, I'm Going Back To The Countryside To Cultivate Immortality

"Failed again."

At this time, there were three long swords beside Lin Yan, each with a gorgeous blade and hilt.

There is a cold light on the blade of the sword, and you can tell it is extraordinary at a glance.

But only Lin Yan knew that this was a failure.

I wanted to refine flying swords, but unfortunately the three swords refined can only be regarded as semi-finished magic weapons.

"Again, I don't believe it's that bad luck."

He is now a first-rank weapon refiner, and he can refine low-grade magic weapons. There is a chance of failure when refining, but failing three times in a row is too outrageous.

Lin Yan clicked on the refining interface of Dongfu, put the materials into the refining furnace, and waited for three minutes for the refining to end.

This time it finally worked.

This sword is different from the other three failed products. It looks brilliance and restrained, but no matter whether it is sharp or strong, it is not comparable to those three failed products.

Under the infusion of spiritual power, the sword has a sword glow.

If Lin Yan slashed out with a sword, the sword energy could cut the opposite building in half.

"It may not be as good as the hundred-year-old mahogany sword against evil spirits, but if it's against monks, it's definitely far more effective than that century-old mahogany sword."

The century-old mahogany sword has the effect of exorcising evil spirits, and it is good for dealing with ghosts and zombies, but if the opponent is monsters and monks, the sword he just refined is still better.

Let go of your hand, the sword floats in mid-air, with a thought, the sword flies out, and stops when it is about to hit the wall.

"Forget it, don't play around, if the house is demolished, the landlord is not allowed to call the police."

Lin Yan put away the successfully refined sword.

He glanced at the three failed products.

"The failed product is only for me. In fact, this is a rare sword."

Looking at one of the black swords, Lin Yan remade it and changed its style.

The current style of this sword will be familiar to those who have seen Fengyun, because it is Bu Jingyun's peerless sword.

"Dad doesn't like martial arts novels, so this sword should be a gift for him."

Lin Yan also prepared his mother's gift, and bought a beauty pill in Fangshi, which cost Lin Yan ten middle-grade spirit stones.

Early the next morning, Lin Yan packed up his things, put them in the storage ring, and then asked the landlord to return the rent.

Because the bed was collapsed by Lin Yan, an extra 200 yuan was deducted from the deposit.

Yesterday, Lin Yan had already booked the high-speed rail ticket, and she will go back today.

Lin Yan got on the high-speed train at 10:00 in the morning and returned to his village, Linjiacun, at 5:00 in the afternoon.

Linjiacun, more than half of the people in this village are named Lin, so it is called Linjiacun.

Because the location is a bit remote, and the counties where it is located are some of the poorest counties in the city, Lin Family Village is not considered rich.

Lin Family Village is mostly mountainous, and most of the village grows fruits and vegetables. It is said that fruits and vegetables are so expensive, and growing fruits and vegetables should not be poor, but in fact, expensive fruits do not mean that fruit farmers can make money.

In the city, fruits sold for seven or eight yuan a catty were sold to fruit dealers for only one or two yuan.

Of course, although the Lin family village is not rich, it is not particularly poor either, at least Lin Yan's family is not particularly poor, just normal.

"Isn't this Lin Yan, why are you back, on vacation?"

"Lin Yan, your mother said you made a lot of money in the city, is it true?"

"Your cousin's grades are not good, and he won't be able to pass the college entrance examination. Why don't you let him go to Shanghai with you?"

Listening to the words of these aunts and aunts, the corners of Lin Yan's mouth twitched.

"Aunt E, my mother is right. I have made a lot of money. Money in the city is so easy to earn. I just use sacks to pick up money. If my hands that count money don't cramp, I would be reluctant to come back."

"My aunts and aunts, I haven't eaten yet. I'm going home first. Let's talk later."

After talking a few words, Lin Yan went home.

"Why do you think Lin Yan is back?"

"Needless to say, it must be impossible to get along in the city."

"You didn't use Douyin. I heard that the city is almost dead, and it's hard for graduate students to find a job."

"You said what's the use of going to college, why don't you have to come back? My son hasn't finished junior high school yet, and now he's a senior worker on the construction site. If he goes to the construction site, he won't be able to be a junior worker."

"Don't spread nonsense, who knows what's going on, don't make random guesses, Li Xiuyun is not easy to mess with."

Li Xiuyun is Lin Yan's mother, and her temper is not easy to provoke in the village.

Lin Yan's house is relatively inward, with hillsides behind and mountains behind.

His family's house was built on the original homestead a few years ago. It is a small three-story building with a yard. It is considered a small villa. It is considered the best house in the village.

"Mom, I'm back."

Just as Lin Yan pushed open the door, the little yellow dog with its tail wagging ran towards Lin Yan first, circling around Lin Yan non-stop.

"Xiao Huang is getting fat again." Lin Yan smiled and patted the dog's head.

"Ah, why are you back? Why didn't you notify me, and you came back without making a sound."

Mother Li Xiuyun complained, but couldn't help showing joy on her face.

Lin Yan, who knows her old mother well, knows how happy she is now, but how disgusted she will be in a few days.

A few days ago, I regarded you as a treasure, but after a few days, I disliked you in various ways.

"How long will you stay this time?"

Li Xiuyun helped Lin Yan carry the luggage.

"What is that heavy?"

"Let me do it."

Lin Yan is pulling a large suitcase.

"Old Lin, your son is back, why are you dawdling in the house?" Li Xiuyun roared into the house.

"What's so strange about him coming back?"

Father Lin Jingshan glanced at Lin Yan.

It's true, it's worthy of being a real father.

"I brought you a gift, but now you say I'm in a bad mood, so I can only keep the gift for myself."

Hearing this, Lin Jingshan's ears twitched.

"What good things did you bring back, let me see."

I remember the last time when Lin Yan came back, he brought him a good pack of cigarettes and a bottle of good wine.

"Are you wasting money again? Buy him some gifts, and do nothing all day long." Li Xiuyun glanced at Lin Jingshan in disgust.

"It's not a waste of money, but it's really a good thing. Dad, you must like it."

As he spoke, Lin Yan opened the large suitcase and took out the peerless sword inside.

"Isn't this the peerless sword of Bu Jingyun?"

Of course Lin Jingshan knew each other.

"Yes, don't cry about the sword of the god of death Bu Jingyun. He lives on the street and has no food to eat. I bought him two steamed buns. He gave me his own sword to thank me."

"You're just kidding me, which street stall did you buy it from?"

Lin Jingshan was a little disappointed, he thought it was alcohol and tobacco, which made him happy for nothing.

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