Fairy way

The little clock started to sink slightly.

Some cold.

The texture is a bit weird, the exterior is simple and old, but there is nothing special about it, the texture on it is also very ordinary, with spots of rust, and it feels rough to the touch.

But the lines on the inside of the little clock made Lin Xi dizzy for no reason.

It looked like a small clock that was rusting away.

It is the kind of musical instrument clock used to strike music, so it is very small, not as majestic as the big bells in ancient temples and temples.

However, such an ordinary small bell would appear in a place like Guiyuan, which is very strange in itself.

Reminiscent of Qiyinmen letting me enter Guiyuan, just for one thing...

The identity of the little bell in front of him is ready to be revealed.

The Zhenzong treasure of Qiyinmen.

But the Wanshi Bell lost in Guiyuan ten thousand years ago.

"Is this the Wanshi Zhong?" Lin Xi still couldn't believe it, so he asked aloud.

After all, according to Qiyinmen, this small bell should be a top-notch Lingbao.

It's so simple that it's in your hands?

The old monster Bai Li didn't even look at Lin Xi.

It seemed that she didn't want to pay attention to Lin Xi at all.

"Why did you give me this?" Lin Xi was puzzled: "This is the Tongtian Lingbao."

Lin Xi didn't think that the little clock flew over by herself.

It must have been given to him by the old monster Bai Li.

But the old monster Bai Li still didn't say a word when facing Lin Xi's question.

This made Lin Xi feel aggrieved.

Forget it, don't answer if you don't answer.

Lin Xi poured spiritual power into the little clock, and the little clock shone slightly, but with a flick of her finger on the body of the clock, the soul-stirring bell rang.

Of course, Lin Xi's state is not high now, and she can't exert any real power.

But this little clock...

"It doesn't look like Tongtian Lingbao." Lin Xi carefully observed Xiaozhong up and down, and then came to a conclusion.

Too much wear and tear.

Thousands of years of waste.

In addition, this place is Guiyuan.

No matter how powerful the Wanshi Bell is, it cannot stop the suppression and erosion of Guiyuan's breath for ten thousand years.

Now that the grade has fallen, it is estimated that it is only at the Lingbao level.

"Although it's a pity, it's not bad. If it's really a Tongtian Lingbao, I won't be able to control it at all." Lin Xi thought to herself.

Lin Xi said: "Thank you, old monster, I will accept this thing."

This was the first time he directly called the old monster.

But Bai Li didn't respond to this.

I don't know whether to be angry or not.

Lin Xi looked at the old monster Bai Li, an inexplicable thought flashed in his mind, and he raised his brows: "You don't mean you are worried that I will be in danger if I leave, so you give yourself to me for self-defense? If I am chased by Qiyinmen , maybe you can exchange your life with the eternal clock."

The old monster sat withered beside the bones, still ignoring Lin Xi.

It seemed that Lin Xi was very self-indulgent.

Lin Xi laughed at herself.

I really think too much.

Does this old monster seem to be such a considerate person?

"Whatever you think, thank you."

Lin Xi put the Wanshi Clock into the picture of mountains and rivers, and then chose to leave.

After leaving, Lin Xi estimated that she would not come back again.

Although the first stop I came to Northern Xinjiang was Guiyuan, I probably couldn't find my way back here, because I came here because I was lost in the space crack.

Chances are more likely to

So it's time to get out of here and go out and try your luck.

And Guiyuan once again returned to dead silence.

Lin Xi's intrusion was just an episode that couldn't be smaller, and it was just a flash in the pan for the long years of Guiyuan's existence, leaving no mark, and naturally nothing changed.

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Three months later.

Outside the Lian'an Mountain area.

Jade Cauldron Dynasty.

This is one of the most powerful dynasties in northern Xinjiang. According to legend, a saint was born here and there are several saint sites, so it has the reputation of a holy dynasty.

The comprehensive strength of Yuding Dynasty should not be underestimated.

Especially the Ma family in Xijun.

This is a powerful cultivating family, and it can even be said that it is well-known in the entire northern border, comparable to those powerful ancient cultivating sects.

But recently a big thing happened.

The Ma family of Xijun actually received the emissary of the Demon Sect, and it was said that they wanted to discuss a major matter together, which made the entire Yuding Dynasty feel like a storm was coming.

Although the Demon Sect is not like the evil cultivators who shout and beat everyone, but because of their practice philosophy, demon cultivators are often unwilling to be bound by the rules of the world and act without scruples, so they often do things that are not tolerated by the world.

Therefore, Mozong monks are often not very popular.

But of course, this has little to do with ordinary monks.

In a teahouse somewhere in West County.

The decoration of the tea house is classical and elegant, but it is also a good place to rest.

In the elegant room of Qingquan.

A young man is drinking alone.

He flipped through the file in his hand, concentrating on it.

"Mozong?" The young man shook his head, a little disappointed: "I thought it would have something to do with the ancient magic cultivator, but I didn't expect it to have nothing to do with it. It's just a name collision."

The young man threw away the file in his hand and was no longer interested.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the private room.

"Come in."

Following the young man's voice, a sweaty fat man hurried in. The fat man was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, and behind him was a monk with a high level of cultivation. It could be seen that his identity was not simple.

The fat man said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, we have found news about Liulizhu."

"Yes, where?"

"Wizard of the Lost Forest."

"What is this place?"

"A sacred land that is rarely known outside the Holy Dynasty. It is said that some people have seen traces of immortals, and later it is rumored that gods have fallen here."

The young man curled his lips: "Let's talk about nonsense. You are both a fairy and a god. Everyone is not a fool. Why talk about these unproven rumors."

No one can prove that immortals really exist.

So these are basically nonsense.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, don't worry. It's actually a dangerous spiritual land, full of aura, and there are countless goblins and monsters growing there. Once a powerful monk wanted to occupy this place to open up a sect, but in the end a terrible spirit monster killed him. Kill it, and no one dares to make plans for this place afterward.”

The fat man told the other party all the news about himself, and he knew everything and said everything.

If anyone saw this scene, their jaws would probably drop.

Fatty is not some unknown person.

He is a well-known inquisitor in West County. The network behind him is unfathomable, and he has a lot of secret information that no one knows. No one wants to provoke such a person.

Of course, he is also notoriously unprofitable.

Want news?

Simple, buy it with spirit stones.

His news is accurate, and expensive is really expensive.

The kind that can make people so painful that they can't sleep.

The young man nodded from time to time when he heard the news about the Milin Wizard.

The fat man seemed very patient, without any of his usual arrogance and arrogance.

Because the young man in front of him is really a rare big client.

He spends generously, buys a lot of news, and doesn't bargain at all. The way he spends money like water makes people want to become brothers with the other party immediately.

The fat man sold a lot of news and made a lot of money.

So of course he didn't mind being polite to the young man.

Besides, to be able to take out so many spirit stones, the identity must not be simple.

If you can avoid provoking, naturally it is better not to provoke.