You have a good chance, I accept it.

Ye Lin walked to the front of the table, picked up the monster meat on the table and started eating.

He didn't care about his image at all. It was free stuff, so he would eat it if he didn't eat it.

Moreover, this kind of monster meat is very useful to him. After swallowing it, the majestic spiritual power will flow into his body.

What surprised Ye Lin was that Wu Xin, who was standing next to him, didn't care at all. He picked up the monster meat and started eating.

"Monk, don't you Buddhists emphasize not killing and not eating meat?"

"Donor, just have Buddha in your heart. I cultivate the Buddha's heart, not the Buddha."

Wu Xin smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Ye Lin nodded slightly.

"But donor, you don't say, this thing is really delicious."

Wu Xin said with a smile, his mouth full of oil.

A bald monk with oil in his mouth, this scene is abnormal no matter how you look at it.

Li Youran, who was standing next to him, ate much more elegantly.

"This Taoist friend looks unfamiliar. I wonder which big power he is from?"

At this time, a young man came towards him with a smile on his face.

"You are..."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Ye Lin was full of doubts. He was unfamiliar with this person and had never seen him before.

"I am the third prince of Liuli Imperial Dynasty, Xue Sheng."

"Liuli Imperial Dynasty is the fifth largest force in Tianhe County and is very powerful."

Seeing Ye Lin's face becoming more and more confused, Wuxin sent a voice message to Ye Lin.

After Wuxin's explanation, Ye Lin finally understood.

Among the human race, there is also such a group of special practitioners, that is, the luck practitioners.

Mortal dynasties are divided into dynasties, dynasties, and dynasties according to their strength.

These people rely not on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but on luck.

The stronger the dynasty they belong to, the stronger the luck they feed back, and the stronger they are.

They are born without the need to practice, and their cultivation will increase step by step.

And the controller of the dynasty is tied to the entire strength. He does not need to practice. The stronger the dynasty, the stronger he is.

This kind of person has the luck of the entire force, and no one dares to provoke him within the same level.

If you kill a ruler of an imperial dynasty, you will bear a huge karma. In serious cases, you may be killed by the heaven immediately.

And those who can use luck to cultivate must be the royal family of the imperial dynasty.

"My identity is a bit special."

Ye Lin looked at Xue Sheng in front of him and said.

Then he ignored Xue Sheng and ate by himself.

Seeing Ye Lin ignoring him directly, Xue Sheng couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He was different from those people from the sects and families. He was born noble, and Ye Lin ignored him so much that he felt very embarrassed.

"In this case, goodbye."

Xue Sheng bowed to Ye Lin and then walked away.

He saw that Ye Lin was unfamiliar, so he came to negotiate. Most of the people here who could make him unfamiliar were disciples of some hidden forces.

And these people were exactly the ones he wanted to make friends with, but he didn't expect to hit a wall the first time.

"These people are born noble and have been praised since childhood. Now that you ignore him like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to swallow this breath."

Beside Ye Lin, Wuxin swallowed the monster meat in his hand and said to Ye Lin.

They look down on this kind of cultivator who relies on luck.

The biggest disadvantage of the cultivators of luck is that if the dynasty they rely on collapses, none of these people can escape. At the least, their cultivation will dissipate, and at the worst, they will go astray.

"I don't know him. Those who can cultivate to this level should not be so narrow-minded."

Ye Lin shook his head and said.

Who can cultivate to this level and be a disciple from a big force without two brushes?

Seeing Ye Lin like this, Wuxin chuckled, young.

For the cultivators of luck, their cultivation is all increased by themselves. They don't need to practice at all, just lie down.

So they have not experienced what a normal cultivator should experience.

Some princes of the imperial dynasty are not as broad-minded as an ordinary mortal.

"Look, it's Jian Wushuang."

"Great, such a powerful aura, I can't even withstand Jian Wushuang's aura?"

"How is it possible? My sword intent is completely suppressed? This is impossible."

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Ye Lin and Wuxin turned their heads to look.

I saw a young man with a long sword on his back and a resolute face slowly walking towards this side.

The power of heaven and earth around the young man was flowing, and the cultivators around him couldn't even get within a meter of the young man.

They would be forced back by the power of heaven and earth around the young man.

The moment he saw this young man, Ye Lin frowned.

He felt a fatal threat from this young man.

From the time he started practicing until now, this was the first time he encountered such a situation among people of the same level.

The young man in front of him was a peak Jindan cultivator, and he was sure of this.

"Foshan Wuxin, meet the donor."

Seeing Jian Wushuang coming towards this side, Wuxin put his hands together and bowed.

It turned out that this person was Jian Wushuang.

Ye Lin said in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to be polite. Who is this fellow Daoist?"

Jian Wushuang smiled at Wuxin and returned the greeting with a fist. Then he looked at Ye Lin.

"I am Ye Lin, an outer disciple of Wuming Mountain. I am honored to meet you."

Ye Lin bowed to Jian Wushuang with a fist.

Jian Wushuang's strength was worthy of such a gesture.

"Hahaha, you are a disciple of Wuming Mountain. I am sorry for your rudeness."

After hearing Ye Lin's identity, Jian Wushuang laughed and returned the greeting with a fist.

"But I see that you are surrounded by sword spirit. You must be a sword cultivator, right?"

Jian Wushuang looked at Ye Lin with a smile.

"Exactly."

"In this case, we have to discuss it in the future."

Jian Wushuang immediately became interested in Ye Lin.

Everyone knows the reputation of Wuming Mountain. The outer disciple of Wuming Mountain is also a sword cultivator, which makes him a little interested.

He defeated all Tianhe County sword cultivators with one sword, but he had not yet fought against the Wumingshan disciples.

"must."

"Hahaha, okay."

"Sister Youwei, I haven't seen you for many years. You are becoming more and more beautiful. The last time I saw you was more than ten years ago. I didn't expect that you have grown into a big girl now."

Jian Wushuang came behind Ye Lin, looked at Li Youwei in front of him, and said with a smile.

"Brother Wushuang."

"Brother Wushuang, that great monk bullied me before, you have to avenge me."

When Li Youwei saw Jian Wushuang, his eyes lit up, and then he held Jian Wushuang's arm and pointed directly at Wu Xin.

But Wuxin had a wry smile on his face, this girl is here again.

"Oh? Bully my sister Youwei, okay, brother promises to avenge you."

Jian Wushuang pretended to be surprised, smiled and patted Li Youwei on the shoulder.

Then a pair of eyes looked at Wu Xin.

"Bullying my sister Youwei, monk, we have a fight in three days."

"The young monk agreed."

Hearing Jian Wushuang's open invitation to fight, Wu Xin accepted the offer without any hesitation.

Now that there are so many people watching, if he refuses, it will directly mean that Foshan Fozi is not as good as Jian Wushuang in Shenjian City.

By then, Foshan's majesty will be greatly damaged.

Foshan Fozi didn't even dare to challenge him. If word spread, how could he continue to mess around in the future if he had no intention of doing so?

"Hahaha, okay, welcome everyone to attend our grand gathering in Divine Sword City. I, Jian Wushuang, would like to thank you all."

"Eat and drink well, everyone. If there is any lack of hospitality, please forgive me."