Yan Ling fantasy world

"Donglin?"

"do not know!"

Yan Ling'er whispered to himself, thinking about whether there was a name for Donglin recorded in ancient books. However, he thought about it in every possible way, but could not remember such a name. It was all in vain.

However, his words fell on the ears of the old man, and he immediately became furious and shouted loudly without knowing why.

"You damn boy, when I was in charge, you were not even a cell, how could you possibly know about me? Also, don't you have basic respect for the seniors and the strong?"

"Dong Dong Lin? It's your name too? How can you be so casual if you don't know?"

Looking at the old man, Yan Linger's face was full of confusion, but he did not refute it. However, the old man complained to him like this. He could feel spitting stars flying across the void. Fortunately, he was just a soul.

!

There is no such "product" as spittle.

"Ahem..."

After two dry coughs, the Huangquan Zunlian appeared again in his hand. The old man, who was still furious just now, immediately restrained himself and looked at the young man, his face immediately turned into a smile and a hint of flattery.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you call me. After all, you are called by the name. However, I prefer others to call me Lord Dong!"

After Shanshan smiled, Donglin looked at the boy in front of him again.

Seeing the old man like this, Yan Ling'er also grinned and said: "Sir Dong, with your identity, how could you end up living on the edge of the ruins of the declining fantasy world in Lingqu Continent?"

"You can't say it's for treasure hunting, right?"

Looking at Donglin, Yan Ling'er still felt a little strange. Even if it was to absorb the Seven Colors True Palace, he shouldn't come to a place like this.

After all, the Venerable's road to heaven is still in the Yanling Imperial Capital. Even he was like this ten thousand years ago. Now, it is unbelievable that Donglin has crossed the continent so far.

Moreover, with his ability, he shouldn't be followed when he arrives here.

Hearing this, Donglin smiled awkwardly.

"Speaking of it, it's just greed. Naturally, I know the horror of the Seven-Colored True Palace." Donglin shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

"I have been coveting to control him for a long time, but I didn't have a good time. Unfortunately, a piece of information made me crazy."

“That’s the Shiling Ninth-Stage Pagoda!”

Hearing this, Yan Linger was greatly surprised and looked at the old man in front of her with disbelief.

"Shi Ling Ninth Level Pagoda?"

"Yes, the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda is also a treasure that is comparable to the Seven-Colored True Palace. When I asked about it, I found that he had been born in a desolate land on the edge of the ruins of the illusion world. I didn't stop at all and came directly."

"Who would have known that there would be many powerful people here, and even demon clans such as the Suzaku Spirit Demon Clan and other ancient masters would appear."

"At this point, I realized what kind of challenge I was facing."

"It's just a pity that back then I was so proud that I didn't notice the danger at all. Even the Suzaku Spirit Demon Clan never made me shrink back."

A great battle was fought, but in the end they were defeated.

"Then you haven't left yet?"

"Why are you leaving? The Vermillion Bird Spirit Demon Tribe is here, and there are so many powerful people. How can we get some benefits?"

Hearing this, Yan Ling'er was completely speechless. Such a mentality was like a spirit that was not afraid of death. However, it was also like this. After thinking about it, he created a supreme existence like him.

"and after?"

"later?"

"Then I was defeated again. It's strange to say that the strength of those strong men is really strong. They are obviously only at the peak of supreme power. Why did I only end up being beaten in front of them?"

There was some pride in Donglin's eyes, recalling the war a thousand years ago, and he seemed to still be enjoying it.

"that is it?"

"Of course not. After a great battle, I obtained the coveted ninth-level Shiling pagoda. However, unfortunate things also happened."

"Because we were so sharp and had so many treasures, we were eventually chased by countless powerful people, including not only the demon clan, but also the saint clan. That battle, alas... was tragic, and we were defeated. After that, we fled all the way.

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"When we were leaving, the old guy said that he was chasing us, the demon clan, but he was the real king of the Suzaku spirit demon clan, and the saint clan also came from the big world far, far away. They are also as famous as the Suzaku spirit demon clan.

exist."

"It's a pity... If we knew how to restrain ourselves, I'm afraid things would be completely different when I refine the Seven Colors True Palace."

At the end of the story, the old man Donglin had some closure.

"Then why did the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda separate from you again?"

"I have no choice. The challenges I face are too powerful, and I cannot be selfish. However, I did not expect that it would lead to such an ending."

At this point, Yan Ling'er also knew what the secret was from thousands of years ago. Everything finally came to an end. It was just because of the competition for power and treasures that countless forces intervened. Top demon clans and top saint clans plotted rebellion.

With so much intertwining, it’s no wonder it has such a large-scale impact.

However, the Yan clan seems to be involved in such a supreme-level war, and what role does it play? It is unknown, but since then, the Yan clan has completely declined, and the Lingqu Continent has also gradually declined.

depressed.

It seems that they are also the losing side.

"Why didn't he refine the ninth-level pagoda of Shi Ling?" Yan Ling'er said to herself in a very low voice, but she still couldn't escape the old man's ears.

"I don't know. I'm afraid that his ability is not enough to refine it. After all, such a treasure cannot be controlled without tyrannical strength. Of course, once it is controlled, the benefits obtained are immeasurable."

The old man looked at Yan Ling'er in front of him and smiled provocatively. However, his smile looked like a disrespectful old man to Yan Ling'er.

"Hmph...I won't be like you!"

With a slight hum, Yan Ling'er said with a smile, and there was a hint of joking about the old man in his words.

When Donglin saw the young man like this, he spread his hands helplessly. One move and every step went wrong. The lard blinded his heart and greed caused him to fall.

"Okay, after talking so much, why don't you show it to me?"

"Look? What are you looking at?"

Yan Ling'er touched his head and looked at the old man with a confused look on his face.

Seeing this, Dong Lin also showed a hint of mocking anger and said: "You guys are still pretending to me. I've told you so far. Do you think I don't know that the ninth-level Shiling pagoda is already in your hands?"

?"

After saying that, his eyes were full of teasing.

At this point, Yan Ling'er realized that the old man in front of him was a supremely powerful man. How could he not know some unknown secrets about the treasure that he once coveted.

"Don't hesitate, what I'm after is just your Huangquan Zunlian and has nothing to do with the Shiling Ninth-Stage Pagoda."

"But for thousands of years, because of my fall, I have to see what kind of treasure it is, otherwise, I really can't rest in peace until my death." After saying that, the old man looked at the sky above the palace, acting like a revered person, and he was a little angry.

, but it looks particularly cute.

Looking at the old man's appearance, Yan Ling'er looked at her arms, hesitated a little, and then pulled up her sleeves.

The lines of Shiling's ninth-level pagoda gradually appeared in front of the old man.

"Tsk tsk...Is this the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda? It is indeed a treasure, and you are really blessed."

After just a few glances, the old man knew that Shi Ling's ninth-level pagoda was like a pagoda. Yan Ling'er, who also had historical memories, frowned slightly.

Looking at the lines, I never saw any clues. Even when the Qingluan Holy Spirit was swallowed just now, I didn't find anything more from them.

But now the old man actually knows something fishy at a glance. Why is the old man so powerful?

Yan Linger was doubtful.

"Old man, do you know the secret inside?"

"Don't just know how to style, act like you know everything!"

Looking at the old man's words, Yan Ling'er asked suspiciously, but his question immediately made the old man laugh, leaving Yan Ling'er speechless.

"Haha... In the past thousand years, you are the first one who dares to talk to me like this. I don't blame you. You have never been exposed to the Seven-Colored True Palace, so naturally you don't know the benefits of the ninth-level Shiling Pagoda."

"That's all, that's all. It seems that you are also destined to this Seven-Colored True Palace, so I might as well give you some good luck!"

"Creation? What creation?"

As soon as he heard that he was going to give some good fortune, Yan Linger's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Donglin in front of him with joy.

"Although I'm giving you a fortune, it's still a transaction!"

"What's the deal? You should know about it, right?"

Dong Lin looked at Yan Ling'er and brushed his hand solemnly. At this moment, Yan Ling'er realized that the majesty of the old man in front of him was still the same despite the scars of thousands of years of wear.

It's just that he really doesn't have the ability at this moment. He naturally knows about Donglin's transaction.

That is to reshape the body, and the Huangquan Zunlian is one of the main materials, and the second and most important thing is that to be able to refine the body, one must reach the seventh level Flame Pattern Master. These conditions are really harsh.

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This is what he saw from Xue Jingyan. When he first saw it, he just thought it was too nonsense, but when he saw the only Huangquan Zunlian in the Gu Erosion Demon Palace, he couldn't help but take it away. After all, it was left to others.

, even more useless.

"Mr. Dong, you should know that I may not have this strength in my entire life!"

"Haha... How could I not know? However, it is better to have hope than despair. You have the opportunity to obtain the ninth-order Shiling pagoda, and you still have his life. I think my old friend also chose to trust you, right?

"

"Since he trusts me, how can I not trust him?"

A rare kindness appeared on Donglin's face. After hearing this, Yan Linger also knew that the old friend he mentioned was probably where he had guessed.

"Mr. Dong, the old friend you are talking about should be the Ten-Pulse Bird Master?"

"Haha... besides him, who else could be there?"

"Before his death, I stripped off a corner of the Seven-Colored True Palace and gave it to him along with the Shiling Ninth-level Pagoda, in the hope that no matter how cruel the battle, he could survive, right?"

Dong Lin looked at the top of the ancient palace, with many memories in his eyes. However, when his words fell on Yan Ling'er's ears, they were like a thunderbolt. He thought of the red ancient palace that had been buried in it at the top of the Hanging Peak. It turned out that he was the colorful

A corner of the true palace?

"Lao Dong, maybe I shouldn't say it, but the Ten-Multiple Bird Lord has indeed fallen. This is a fact, and I have inherited his imperial bloodline!"

Thinking of the raging fire ignited on the Hanging Peak in his mind, Yan Linger's eyes were a little moist.

To a certain extent, the Ten Meridian Bird Master can be said to be his guide. Not only did he complete Nirvana and rebirth, he also left him blood essence, which became his big trump card.

Moreover, the improvement in strength is directly visible.

"He fell?"

"Is all the power of bloodline passed on to you?"

"Yes, when I saw him, there were still dozens of demon spirits at the place where he was suppressed. This is probably the outcome of the final battle of the Ten-Pulse Sparrow Lord."

"Sigh... maybe this is fate, Ten Meridians Bird Master, alas... what's the use?"

Dong Lin's strange words made Yan Ling'er confused.

In this regard, he just looked at the old man in front of him.

"That's all, that's all, it's been so long. Boy, are you going to make this deal?"

"Still don't do it?"