You have a good chance, I accept it.

What Wuxin didn't know was that it was because of Li Youwei's words, which he didn't take to heart, that he finally left Shenjian City in a miserable state with wounds all over his body.

Of course, this is a story for later.

As time passed, the big tree on the top of the mountain glowed with a faint precious light, and the eight figs exuded a fragrance.

Just smelling it makes people feel refreshed.

The fragrance spreads a hundred miles.

Smelling this fragrance, the monks below were eager to move and began to walk towards the top of the mountain step by step.

"Everyone, the treasure belongs to those who are capable. If you don't want to see blood today, please retreat."

Feeling the movement below, the young man in the distance said with a murderous look on his face.

Ye Lin came in with absolute strength, and they all admitted that this fig had Ye Lin's share.

And these people below are just a group of ants.

Ants also want to get their hands on treasures? They are looking for death.

"Hmph, there are eight figs, and now, there are only five of you. What if the remaining three are left to us? You are too overbearing."

A young man below, with his eyes full of dissatisfaction, raised his neck and roared.

There are eight figs, and there are only five of them.

As for the foot of the mountain, there are dozens of monks.

Their actions are really overbearing.

"So what if you are overbearing? The treasure belongs to the capable. If you take another step forward, you will be killed."

After the young man finished speaking, the young man below did not believe in evil. He did not believe that he dared to kill himself in front of so many people.

Then he took a step forward.

The next moment, an extremely hot fist shadow appeared, and the monk who was stubborn just now did not even leave ashes.

And then he dissipated between heaven and earth.

A Jindan middle-stage monk was killed by a punch.

And the remaining monks below stood in place, not daring to move, with fear on their faces.

"Ants."

Seeing the remaining dozens of figures standing there, the young man was full of disdain.

"Everyone, how about we kill all these ants?"

The young man looked up and looked around, and finally set his sights on Ye Lin.

"Daoyou, what do you think?"

"Killing is not desirable. It has no benefit except for increasing the cause and effect. Forget it."

"That's right."

Hearing Ye Lin's answer, the young man nodded.

"Daoyou, I don't know what your name is, Kuang Zhantian?"

Kuang Zhantian clasped his fists towards Ye Lin and said.

"Ye Lin."

"So it's Daoyou Ye Lin."

"Have you heard of me?"

Hearing Kuang Zhantian's familiar tone, Ye Lin was a little surprised and looked up at Kuang Zhantian.

I don't know Kuang Zhantian in front of me at all, and I don't know him at all.

"I don't know him."

Unexpectedly, Kuang Zhantian shook his head lightly.

Ye Lin: "..."

Kuang Zhantian's operation really made Ye Lin unable to deal with it.

Boom

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the top of the mountain, and a stronger fragrance spread all around.

"The figs are ripe."

At this time, the fat man who had been silent opened his eyes and spoke.

"One for each person."

Ye Lin looked at the others and nodded.

Then Ye Lin reached out and picked two figs, and handed one to Li Youwei.

"There are three left, donors, how do you plan to distribute them?"

Seeing the three figs on the tree, Wu Xin put his hands together and looked at the fat man and said.

And Ye Lin also looked at the fat man.

Although the fat man's presence is very small, he is also the biggest threat to himself.

"It's very simple, whoever is stronger, whoever takes it."

The fat man grinned and said.

It's a very simple distribution method, whoever is stronger, whoever gives it.

After the fat man finished speaking, Ye Lin immediately alerted Wu Xin, who was closest to him.

"Donor, how about a fight?"

Wu Xin put his hands together and looked at Ye Lin.

"Okay."

Ye Lin squinted his eyes and said, he didn't want to give up the remaining figs.

After all, this kind of treasure is too precious, and no one wants to give it up.

Ye Lin quietly sent Li Youwei ten thousand meters away.

The fight between Jindan-stage cultivators was devastating, and the foundation-building cultivators could not even withstand the aftermath of the battle.

Once the fight started, he could not care about Li Youwei.

And the young man directly attacked the fat man, without any mercy.

"Donor, be careful."

Wuxin kindly reminded Ye Lin with a smile, and then slowly raised his white jade-like right hand.

Suddenly, a huge palm a thousand meters high appeared behind Wuxin, and a breath of destruction came from the palm.

"Suppress."

After Wuxin finished speaking, the huge golden palm suddenly came to Ye Lin's head and pressed towards Ye Lin.

The ground below began to crack inch by inch.

It seemed that it could not withstand the terrifying power brought by this huge palm.

As the protagonist, Ye Lin also felt a huge pressure.

"Tiger roars in the forest."

Ye Lin clenched his right hand, and a thousand-meter-long tiger phantom appeared around him. The tiger phantom looked up at the huge golden palm above his head and roared.

The roar spread over a hundred miles.

Boom

As Ye Lin punched, the tiger phantom also raised its strong and powerful right arm and clawed at the huge golden palm.

Boom

With a loud bang, waves of terrifying shock waves spread around.

The two sides are in a stalemate at this time.

In a short time, no one can do anything to anyone.

Now, it's all about spiritual power storage.

Such a terrifying move consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy. Now we will see who will be exhausted first and unable to sustain it.

During the competition, Ye Lin and Wu Xin were making eye contact through the shadows.

No one knew what they were communicating.

"Fellow Taoist, you are still a step too slow."

In the distance, Fatty looked at Kuang Zhantian in front of him with a smile, and then slapped Kuang Zhantian into the ground.

The entire land suddenly collapsed.

Just when the fat man was happy, on the other side, Ye Lin and Wuxin looked at each other with a smile and nodded lightly.

"Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest."

"The world in the palm of your hand."

Two extremely terrifying attacks suddenly changed direction and hit the fat man.

The unsuspecting fat man was caught off guard and was slapped directly into the distant mountains by the two men.

boom.

There was just a loud noise, and the mountain suddenly collapsed, and the fat man's figure was submerged by endless rolling stones.

However, an attack of this magnitude cannot kill a peak Golden Core cultivator, but it can still seriously injure him.

After finishing everything, Ye Lin put away his spiritual power and smiled at Wu Xin.

Then he picked two figs and threw them to Li Youwei in the distance.

After the battle was over, Li Youwei came to Ye Lin's side and looked at Wu Xin with angry eyes.

Obviously, she has not forgiven Wu Xin for what happened just now.

"Donor, you and I are destined, how about we go together?"

Wuxin bowed to Ye Lin and said with a smile.

"Go? Where?"

Hearing this, Ye Lin was stunned.

"From here, walk into the city. The little monk said he would walk like a mortal."

"Cultivation, cultivation of body and mind. Sometimes, treating yourself as a mortal and finding your original intention is also part of tempering your mind. How about it?"

Hearing this, Ye Lin pondered slightly.

I have been cultivating myself until now, either practicing or cultivating.

As for tempering my state of mind, I really haven’t done much yet.

"That's fine."

Ye Lin nodded. This time, he was taught a lesson.

To temper one’s state of mind, cultivation is also to cultivate one’s mind.