MTL - Battling Records of the Chosen One

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The engraving of the spiritual pattern is a unique symbol of the spiritist!

The village head Xiao Tianren, that is, the tall old man naturally knows this.

However, he has not seen the spirits master for many years, so when he saw the action of Lin Xun's hand, his heart could not help but be awkward and even uncertain.

Spirit pattern...

Is this emaciated young man still a spiritualist?

wrong!

The true spiritist, which is not the noble and respected existence, even in the city where the people are prosperous, can be called a status detached generation.

This boy is only twelve or three years old, and his dress is plain and slightly shabby. It seems that he does not stand up with the legendary spiritist.

Xiao Tianren took a deep breath and tried to smooth out the fluctuations in his heart. His eyes continued to look at the past.

Looking at the well-behaved, calm and calm Lin Xun, this moment, Xiao Tianren suddenly gave birth to an uncontrollable curiosity. Where did this strange boy come from? Can he really resolve this Lingtian crisis?

The atmosphere is quiet, only Lin seeks to lean over the field, and with his fingertips constantly sketches a dense and agile track in the wet and fertile Lingtian.

The action is like a snake dancing, and it is empty.

The villagers have long been stunned, and the suspicions in their hearts have gradually disappeared, and along with them, they have raised an inexplicable expectation!

Unconsciously, the twilight subsided, and the sky was replaced by a touch of darkness, a large bright star, sprinkling the clear stars, a round of ice like a silver plate hanging high, the bright moonlight pouring down.

At this time, Lin Xun's fingertips jerked a bit, and then gently stroked on the mysterious and mysterious pattern.

Hey~

Just like breathing, the pattern drawn from the golden powder suddenly brightens, and it shoots a straight gold-like man.

Straight into the sky!

The villagers suddenly felt a shock in their hearts, and their eyes expanded like a konjac. Their eyes gazed with the golden awns that looked up to the sky.

In the night, a silvery moonlight is like being summoned, and it begins to converge like a tide, appearing at the end of that golden mang.

The moonlight lingers, the more and more, the swaying like the clear water, the ethereal and holy beauty, suddenly shocked all the villagers.

They have been living in Jinyun Village since birth. Have you ever seen such a miraculous means?

This is a miracle!

Bang!

When the moonlight like a clear water wave accumulates to a certain extent, it is like being overwhelmed, and it crashes down.

哗啦啦~~

The heavy rain, like the moonlight, is filled with holy light, and along that golden awn, it descends into the field of insects that have suffered from insects.

For a moment, the whole piece of Lingtian was covered with a layer of dreamlike silver and silver, which looked strange and ethereal in this ink-like night.

The thin teenager standing in Lingtian, under the moonlight, has a mysterious and awesome temperament out of thin air.

The audience was silent, and all the villagers were dull and stunned.

Even the village head Xiao Tianren is no exception, and his eyes are full of surprises.

Lin Xun couldn't care so much. After doing all this, he just breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes were filled with a relaxed color, and the sweat on his forehead was wiped. He carefully withdrew from this Lingtian. .

The work done has already been done, and the rest, it depends on how effective the effect is.

"You guys, you are not very simple."

I don't know when the village head Xiao Tianren came to Lin Xun's side, his eyes full of deep meaning.

Lin Xun smiled and said: "Predecessors praised, just use the gold-bone mouse's natural bone powder as a guide, and engraved a preliminary [lighting spirit], it is not worth a sun."

For Lin Cheng’s frankness, Xiao Tianren seemed to be slightly surprised. His eyes flashed a little noticeable appreciation, and he nodded immediately: “Go.”

Lin finds a glimpse: "Where?"

Xiao Tian is dumb: "Nature is to arrange a place for you to settle down. From now on, this Yunyun Village is your home, and how long you want to live for a long time."

He said, he has turned his hand and turned away, and even the changes that are taking place in Lingtian are ignored.

All of this made Lin Xun slightly stunned. The old man did not wait for the result of Ling Tian to separate a result, and he made a decision to contain himself in advance. This is beyond the expectation of Lin Xun.

Silently smiled, Lin Xun did not hesitate, followed closely.

......

Jinyun Village was built on the mountain, bathed in the bright moonlight, and seemed to be peaceful.

Xiao Tianren went straight to the end of the village with Lin Xun, and there was a small courtyard.

There are three huts, one courtyard, and the center of the courtyard is a sturdy weeping willow. On both sides, there is a vegetable field, and now it is full of weeds.

The hut was obviously in disrepair for a long time, full of spider webs and dust.

Oops~

Pushing open the door, Xiao Tianren will light the oil, and the orange light will light up the dark room.

"There have been no people living here for many years. You will stay here for the time being. Waiting for tomorrow morning, I will ask some people to help you clean up the courtyard."

Lin Xun looked around and saw the room was simple, but the beds, tables and chairs were all there. There was even a desk at the window, and some books were scattered on the desk, all of which were covered with dust.

“Thank you for your seniors, it’s very good.”

Lin searched for the arch.

"You are Welcome."

Xiao Tianren’s old nephew stared at Lin Xun and said: “Young people, I don’t care what you are from, but why do you live in my village, but now that you have become a member of my village, Naturally, it’s not an outsider. I hope that you won’t be able to do something in the future.”

Lin Xun smiled and nodded. "The predecessors are relieved."

Xiao Tian took a shot and looked for a shoulder, then turned and left.

After confirming that Xiao Tianren had left, Lin Xun carefully placed the old wooden box that had been on his back on the side of the bed, and then pushed open the window, looking at the innocent starry sky in the night.

After a long time, Lin Xun couldn't help but stretch out a long stretch and muttered: "Three months of hard work, finally let me enter the territory of the Purple Empire... Mr. Deer, if you are in the sky, please Peace of mind, I will live as you wish..."

The 13-year-old boy was wearing a coarse cloth, and his long hair was swayed behind his head, leaning against the window, and the thin figure was covered with a faint moonlight. On the childish and slightly pale face, there was a sad color. It was fleeting, and even if it returned to calm.

Outside the village of Jinyun, there was a burst of cheers in the distance, mixed with a burst of exclamation.

Lin searched for a half-sounding ear, and his lips couldn’t help but smile.

Without delaying time, Lin sought to raise his hand and close the window. He came to the bed and, by the dim light, opened the old wooden box that accompanied him for more than ten years.

At this moment, Tieshan is sitting in the Lingtian of his home. His rough face is full of exultation and ecstasy. He licks his mouth and smashes and says: "Miracle! Miracle! This **** insect disaster has finally disappeared. Fucking, God opens your eyes!"

"Old iron, this is not the eyes of God, but the credit of the little brother!" Someone kindly reminded.

"Correct!"

Tieshan patted his thigh and cried. "What did Laozi say before, the younger brother would not lie, but you guys suspect that people are liar, it’s just a blind eye! It’s got home!"

A group of nearby villagers suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

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