little tailor

Chapter 120: Incarnation
He was slandering in his heart, but of course Lin Yan wouldn't show it on his face.

"The other world, well, how should I put it, is that there are countless planes in this universe, and the earth is one of them. Your hometown is called Zonglin Continent, which is also one of the planes in the universe."

After going around for a long time, the explanation was finally clear. At this time, Qin Yi, who was opposite, was tumbling in his heart, and he didn't react from the shock for a long time.

There are other planes in this world!

This was the first time she had heard of such a thing, and her heart slowly warmed up when she thought of other planes.

Lin Yan was overjoyed, Xiao Mian, I thought you would always have only one expression, but this time I finally saw other expressions.

"Another world, another world."

Qin Yi's eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself.

She didn't know what was going on in her mind, and the look on her face was very ugly, making people puzzled.

"what happened to you?"

The more Lin Yan looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked.

She didn't speak for a while, and didn't pay attention to him. It was not until her face returned to normal that Qin Yi said something softly.

"fine."

After she finished speaking, she raised her foot and was about to go out. As soon as she took a step, she heard Lin Yan's unhurried voice from behind.

"What do you think of this? Go back to your hometown?"

Qin Yi paused, stopped, and tilted his handsome face slightly. The simple words made her speak with a lazy charm.

"Call me when you leave."

Then she walked away neatly without looking back, leaving Lin Yan alone in the pavilion.

Lin Yan stared closely at the slender figure that was gradually going away, shrugged, returned to the villa and greeted Qin Shi and Qin Fei, and then returned to Lin's Dingzhuang in the Qin family's private car, and returned to Lin's Dingzhuang. He pretended that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't go back to Jinxiu Community because it was too late. The employees in the company had basically left during this time period, and he didn't care much about these things. What he was thinking about now was Qinglong Yanyue Dao.

Back in his bedroom, Lin Yan had a thought, and a bright brilliance flashed in the room, and several soft swords fell to the ground with a "clang" sound. He picked up the soft swords on the ground, stared at the soft swords in his hand, and the All seriousness.

In the past half a month, he had mastered the three thousand lines by heart, and now there is no problem in granting spirits, let alone he still has the holy bead.

Thinking of the holy bead, Lin Yan made up his mind, his eyes fixed, and he seemed to melt into a strange realm instantly, as if nothing in the world could hinder him.

The movements of the hand are changing in thousands of ways, and the lines that flash with inspiration are natural and smooth. Every stroke and every stroke contains endless artistic conception, and thousands of wonderful rhymes are deeply hidden in it.

This is the Qianlong Totem, and the name alone is full of domineering.

He has mastered this totem after only one day of learning, and now it is naturally easy to draw.

He learned the basic totem, and there are countless complicated totems, but the basic totem is the one with the most Dao patterns and the most uniform, so the most basic requirement of all spirit masters is the basic totem, and the other totems are Different patterns, different strokes, but the same dao pattern.

The most important thing about empowerment is flexibility. If you don't know how to switch, the possibility of failure will be greatly increased.

I saw Lin Yanxin gesticulating in the mid-air, and a soaring Qianlong appeared in the mid-air. This Qianlong, shining with aura, is majestic, majestic, changeable, and lifelike in the world. The majestic aura of the dragon struck.

It's obviously just a static hidden dragon, but no matter what angle you look at it, it looks like a real miniature version of the hidden dragon. The dragon's head and claws flicker in and out with the flash of spiritual light. Just looking at it makes you feel like you're hearing it. The roar of the dragon, as if seeing the shape of a giant dragon, is truly miraculous and shocking to the eye.

At the critical moment of closing the pen, Lin Yan couldn't help becoming a little nervous. He held his breath, became more serious than ever, and focused on the last stroke.

"receive!"

With a gentle tap of his fingers, all the vitality in Lin Yan's body surged out of his body as if deflated. The crimson flaming vitality poured into the formed Hidden Dragon Totem, and the crimson flaming vitality was poured on the totem bit by bit. The spiritual light gradually shined, and when it reached the critical point, Qianlong Totem suddenly burst into a bright red light.

"disease!"

Lin Yan yelled loudly, and Qianlong suddenly turned into a flash of spiritual light and rushed into the soft sword with a whoosh.

"Buzz!"

After Qianlong entered the soft sword, it made a buzzing sound, and then emitted a dazzling and bright glow.

Immediately afterwards, as if the soft sword had been sharpened, it exuded a shocking sword aura, and in an instant, dust in the air flew up.

Lin Yan strode forward, tightly grasping the soft sword that was jumping and trying to struggle, and firmly suppressed the soft sword. The soft sword hummed and struggled for a while, and finally Huo Di stopped struggling suddenly. Lying quietly in his hands.

"That's right, the first soft sword empowered by Qianlong Totem was successful, and the effect is not weak."

Lin Yan hooked his lips in satisfaction, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

The holy bead was hung on Lin Yan's neck, and the cool breath was continuously transmitted from it to Lin Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, continuously replenishing his lost mind power, making him always energetic, even if a lot of energy was lost Thought power and vitality, now he is not tired at all.

He didn't dare to try the sword in the bedroom, so he opened Wanjie with the sword. As soon as he opened the interface of Wanjie, the news on it kept sliding. Lin Yan was dazzled, thinking about Wanjie Auction, The messages just disappeared.

At this time, the interface of Wanjie Auction popped up.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife was still hanging high on the interface of the Wanjie Auction. Seeing the big knife, Lin Yan's eyes darkened slightly, and then glanced at the soft sword. This soft sword is not eligible to be auctioned at the Wanjie Auction. However, there are various small auctions in the Ten Thousand Realms Auction, which are only aimed at monks at various stages of strength. Among them, there is naturally an auction venue in the Kaiyuan realm. Lin Yan's goal is to hold a small auction in the Kaiyuan realm.

There will be an auction tomorrow, Lin Yan is going to put the soft sword on this auction,
He wasn't worried at all that the news wouldn't get out. You must know that the Wanwan Network is like the Internet on the earth. Its biggest advantage is that when the news is released one moment, all the system engineers in the mortal world will get the news the next moment, so transportation, Distance and so on are not issues that Wanwan should consider at all.

"Consignment!"

After Lin Yan dropped the two words, he saw Wanyu.com automatically operate. After recording his information, the soft sword turned into a flash of light and disappeared. The next moment, there was an extra A soft sword was exactly the soft sword that had just disappeared into his bedroom.

　There are some Calvins today, and it's a little late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)