Peerless Insect Deity

In the courtyard of the three-story stone building of Mu Lei's house, a ray of moonlight flashed, and Nangong Lingyue's figure appeared.

Mu Yidao was immediately very excited and hurriedly approached to ask.

"Sister, did you succeed in your confession? Where is Brother Ye? Why did you come back alone?"

Nangong Lingyue suppressed her anger, took a deep breath, and smiled very calmly.

"He's dead."

Then she stopped talking and turned back to her boudoir.

Mu Yidao was confused.

"He's dead? Brother Ye is dead? Brother Ye is so powerful, how could he die silently? Oh, I understand, it must be that Brother Ye went out to date other beauties at night and was caught by my sister. Only in this way, my sister, who has always been gentle and optimistic, would be so angry."

"Oh, this matter is difficult to deal with. Could it be that Brother Ye and my sister can't have a good relationship? This kind of thing can't be forced..."

For a while, Mu Yidao felt very sad.

Now, after Ye Lin's guidance, Mu Yidao's strength has increased dramatically, and his cultivation has reached the great perfection of foundation building. He is only one step away from breaking through the Jindan stage. In addition, he is also famous in the town's arena. He defeated five great perfection cultivators of foundation building in a row and earned a lot of Yuanshi.

His grandfather Mu Lei joined other business teams and made all his efforts to make money to subsidize Mu Yidao and Mu Ling'er's practice.

Because the economic situation of the Mu family has been greatly improved, the crisis of the Mu family ten years later no longer exists.

Another hour later, Ye Lin's figure flashed and appeared on the second floor. He looked at Nangong Lingyue's room next to the second floor and smiled helplessly.

Mu Yidao hurriedly came up.

"Brother Ye, my sister... what's wrong with you..."

Ye Lin sighed for a long time.

"Ah, it's hard to say, you should practice well!"

After that, Ye Lin also returned to his room, leaving Mu Yidao alone in the wind.

The next day, late at night.

Ye Lin was meditating and breathing, repairing the damage to his soul bit by bit. Suddenly, a ray of moonlight flashed by, and Nangong Lingyue, wearing a white dress and with a graceful figure, appeared in Ye Lin's room.

Nangong Lingyue flicked her jade hand, and a soundproof barrier had already covered Ye Lin's room.

Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes and smiled apologetically.

"Miss Lingyue, good evening."

Now Ye Lin and Nangong Lingyue have signed a fate contract. As long as Ye Lin does not violate the contract, Nangong Lingyue will sooner or later ease the relationship with him even if she is angry.

After all, they have formed an alliance and will have to advance and retreat together in the future.

Nangong Lingyue did not waste words. With a wave of her sleeves, a ray of spiritual light flew out in a fragrant breeze. Ye Lin grabbed the spiritual light in his hand, but found that it was a ring emitting a faint purple glow.

It can be clearly felt that this is a high-quality Taoist weapon of decent quality.

Nangong Lingyue said calmly: "I have given you everything I can. If you want more, you need to go to some swamp ruins and special areas to get treasures, and then trade with other exiles."

"But with the strength of the two of us, it is quite dangerous to do so. If you are not careful, your soul will be scattered. Think about it yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, Nangong Lingyue's figure disappeared, leaving only a faint fragrance.

Ye Lin smiled helplessly. It seems that Nangong Lingyue is still upset about Ye Lin's taking advantage of her.

After dripping blood to recognize the master, Ye Lin's mind moved, and his consciousness entered the rhythm of the top-grade Taoist instrument.

Ye Lin's eyes lit up.

"It is really a top-grade Taoist instrument with a huge space."

In this top-grade Taoist instrument space, there are piles of natural treasures, magic weapons, elixirs, and spiritual herbs. Many of them are unheard of and unseen by Ye Lin.

But this is normal. After all, Ye Lin is new to the spirit world. In the past, his understanding of the spirit world came from the memory of the Sword Immortal of Divine Eyes. However, the cultivation level of the Sword Immortal of Divine Eyes when entering the Secret Realm of Galaxy was only the initial stage of incarnation, and there was no big family behind him, so the level of contact was relatively low.

Nangong Lingyue, on the other hand, had entered the Great Perfection of Transformation of Spirit 10,000 years ago, and was only one step away from the Return to Void Stage. The level of contact was naturally higher than that of the Sword Immortal of Divine Eyes.

"Two high-grade Taoist tools for attack and one for defense."

"There is only one high-grade Taoist tool, the Insect Control Bag..."

"There are less than 10,000 Immortal Yuan Stones..."

"But there are really three Yuanshen Butian Pills that can repair the origin of the Yuanshen, but it's a pity that they are of low quality... I can only use them for now."

If Nangong Lingyue heard that her savings of 10,000 years were evaluated like this by Ye Lin, she would be so angry that she would smoke. If she was not afraid that she could not beat Ye Lin, she would have to beat Ye Lin up.

Of course, this could not be all of Nangong Lingyue's worth. It was only a small part, but it was enough to make her feel distressed for a long time.

It's no wonder that Ye Lin has such a big appetite and such high standards. He was used to the life of a rich man. He was like a wealthy man who suddenly became a beggar with nothing. If someone passed by and threw a steamed bun to him, he would really look down on it if he was not too hungry.

It can only be said that something is better than nothing.

Gulp.

Ye Lin took out a low-grade Yuanshen Bu Tian Dan, and after carefully sensing and confirming that there was no obvious danger, he swallowed it into his stomach with a move of his throat...

A few days later, Ye Lin woke up from his retreat, feeling refreshed. After checking his Yuanshen, he was slightly happy.

"Sure enough, this kind of elixir that specifically repairs the damage to the soul's origin is the fastest to repair... This low-grade soul-repairing pill is worth several years of my efforts."

"It's a pity that there are only three in total..."

As Ye Lin's soul's origin gradually recovered, Ye Lin's consciousness coverage became wider and wider, and at the same time, he could store more and more mana.

A few years later, it was another moonlit night, the evening breeze was blowing, and the banyan leaves rustled.

Ye Lin was still sitting on the leaves of the big banyan tree, drinking strong liquor one mouthful after another.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Lin had ascended for ten years.

Ye Lin rarely drank in the Wan Guo Continent. The only time was when he was forced to leave the Xunlong Mountains and came to the unfamiliar outside world. He was worried about his senior sister, Elder Sun, and the fate of the entire Xunlong Mountains Righteous Alliance, so he drank many times.

But the frequency was far less than it is now.

Nowadays, Ye Lin always carries a wine gourd with him. The wine inside is not some fine wine, but mostly the forget-worry wine that even the Qi-chaining cultivators in Qingshan Town can afford.

Ye Lin burped, his eyes were a little blurry, and he slapped a small purple bag hanging on his waist. There was a huge centipede embroidered on the bag, and the bag opened. A series of dark lights whistled out and disappeared into the miasma at the foot of the banyan tree.