"Master, I've inquired. The elixirs here are the most valuable, exceeding magic weapons. There is even a kind of puppet selling here. This kind of puppet has different cultivation levels, but it is extremely popular. You can control it by your heart by printing the divine consciousness!"

Zhong Dahong spoke repeatedly with excitement.

After Wang Lin came here, he released Zhong Dahong and asked him to go out to search for some information here. After all, Zhong Dahong is a man from the ancient stars, and inquiring outside will not arouse suspicion.

"And there is no news about the Ancient Star Order here, so the master can rest assured."

After releasing Zhong Dahong, Wang Lin used his magical powers to check this person's nature. After all, Wang Lin destroyed the Thunder Clan. As a member of the Thunder Clan, Zhong Dahong had no idea what he thought.

But what made Wang Lin strange was that Zhong Dahong had no feelings for the Thunder Clan. In his opinion, the Thunder Clan had not helped him anything. Instead, because of the Thunder Crystal, he needed frequent contributions. Even in Zhong Dahong's early years, all his cultivation was dependent on himself, and he had seen the clan members being mean and had no sense of belonging.

Therefore, when he knew that following Wang Lin could be powerful, he chose to leave the Thunder Clan without hesitation.

Moreover, although the Shining Thunder Clan has been destroyed, many of its tribes have left their tribes and survived outside the tribes over the past tens of thousands of years, especially in this slump, it is not surprising that the Shining Thunder Clan people appear.

"Puppet?" Wang Lin spoke softly.

Zhong Dahong shook his spirit and said quickly: "Master, this puppet is very expensive here. I don't know what it is made of, which can exert the power of a normal monk. It is said that it also has spiritual consciousness, which is amazing."

Wang Lin looked as usual. He was a little interested in this puppet. After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin slowly spoke: "Is there any news about the Fire Bird Clan?"

"There are not many members of the Fire Crown Clan here, and I haven't encountered this cultivation star, but the small ones found out that most of the Fire Crown Clan are on a cultivation star with strong fire attributes not far from here. As for the specifics, the small ones are not too familiar with here, but it won't take long to find out." Zhong Dahong patted his chest and said repeatedly.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed undetectable. Although the origin of thunder was great, there were still some minor flaws accompanied by thunder. However, Wang Lin was confident to repair this matter. The reason why he was still in this dangerous ancient star was for his source of fire!

If you want to make the origin of fire perfect and Zhuque awakens again, you must absorb enough flames. The Fire Bird clan is Wang Lin's first choice, and he will never let it go easily.

However, the Fire Bird Clan obviously will not have any coincidences like the Flash Thunder Clan. It is not realistic to have someone help break through all obstacles and mix in with it to become a member of the Fire Bird Clan, so as to slowly approach the core of the Fire Bird Clan.

Originally, Wang Lin’s plan was like this, but now he is wanted by the entire ancient star. In this case, he is afraid that before he can get involved in the core of the Fire Bird Clan, someone else will immediately chase him.

But despite this, Wang Lin also came up with a strange method. Once successful, he could swallow the fire power of the Fire Bird clan!

"Zhong Dahong, take my pill and buy a puppet back." Wang Lin pondered for a moment, raised his right hand and immediately three pills appeared in his hand. The fragrance of medicine spread and spread throughout the cave. Zhong Dahong looked at the pill, swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly took it respectfully.

Holding the pill, Zhong Dahong whispered with a flattering smile: "Master, there is a furnace and cauldron transaction here. Should I go to the smaller one..."

Wang Lin frowned, and Zhong Dahong quickly closed his mouth and left with a dry smile.

When he walked out of the cave, the wind blew, Zhong Dahong's clothes were already wet. Although he had luck around Wang Lin, Wang Lin's frown just now made Zhong Dahong's mind jump. He was extremely afraid of Wang Lin.

"In the master's storage space, Xu Liguo is too abominable. Relying on his high cultivation level, he bullied me more. I, Zhong Dahong, remember this. Sooner or later, after my cultivation level is enough, I will definitely make him look good!

Humph, as long as you serve your master, this day will not be too far away." Zhong Dahong took the pill and turned into a long rainbow and galloped towards the distance.

He has been here for several days. With his invincible magical skills and clever personality, he has already met many low-level monks here. He has not been moving forward for a long time and has arrived outside a valley. He paused and clasped his fists aloud and said, "Brother Zhang, visit me."

The valley is very quiet, with many plants with thorns everywhere, which look a little desolate at first glance, and the yin energy inside is strong, and there are many animal bones on the ground that are arranged in a disorderly manner according to some formation.

Inside the valley is a cave, which has no door, but is filled with a cloud of black fog, and the depths cannot be seen clearly.

As Zhong Dahong said, a strange smile came from the black fog cave. Then the black fog rolled outward and filled the sky directly. At the same time, a thin old man in a black robe walked out of the cave.

The old man's hair was messy, his body was as thin as skin and bones, and his eyes were faintly covered with blood, and he looked extremely ferocious.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhong. You said you went back to report to your master, but you didn't expect you to come back so soon." The thin old man approached Zhong Dahong in a stairs and spoke in a dark voice.

Zhong Dahong looked as usual, and he flipped his right hand with a smile, but took out one of the three pills that Wang Lin gave him, and flew directly to the thin old man with a bounce.

The old man's eyes suddenly condensed, and he immediately took a closer look, his expression immediately changed, and his eyes showed ecstasy.

"This is the best elixir!! It's just suitable for me to take it with my cultivation level, and it's extremely difficult to find! Brother Zhong, this..."

Zhong Dahong laughed and clasped his fists and said, "It's okay, my master of the family has long lost sight of this kind of elixir. I see that Brother Zhang's cultivation has been wandering for a long time in the late stage of the God Transformation. I believe I need elixirs urgently, so I will accept it."

The thin old man took a deep breath, no longer polite, quickly put away the pill carefully, looked at Zhong Dahong, and whispered: "Brother Zhong, is the cultivation of your master..." The thin old man hesitated for a moment and said: "Is it because of Yin and Yang deficiency?"

Seeing that the other party talked about the master as he expected, Zhong Dahong immediately showed a very respectful look and whispered: "My master's cultivation is so high that he is. Even if I don't know how high it is, I can see with my own eyes that even if a monk named Nirvana is in front of him, he will die with one blow!"

The thin old man gasped, and he didn't dare to analyze the truth or falsehood for a while. No matter whether it is true or false, he could not afford to provoke people who could hold such pills at will.

"Brother Zhong is so lucky. If you follow such a master, your cultivation will be open all the way in the future. Don't forget to support Zhang Mouyi." The thin old man showed envy in his eyes and clasped his fists.

"This matter is easy to talk about. This time, Zhong came out, and I actually have to ask Brother Zhang to help." Zhong Dahong smiled with his fists.

"Brother, it's okay. As long as I, Zhang, can do it, I will never frown." The thin old man quickly spoke. He met the big Hong in front of him a few days ago. The other party was very generous in his attacks. It was obviously of extraordinary origin. The pill made him even more jealous and wanted to snatch it. However, he was cautious in nature. After he was close to inquiries, he knew that there was a master behind the other party.

He believed that he could not fight such a person who could make a god-turned monk a servant, so he suppressed his greed. Zhong Dahong was extremely good at speaking and sent out a lot of elixirs. Gradually, the two of them knew each other with their own thoughts.

Originally, the old man surnamed Zhang was a little suspicious in his heart, but now he saw that the other party gave out such pills casually, which made him even more mysterious to his master.

"Brother Zhang mentioned the puppet before. I went back and told my master that my master wanted to buy a puppet...Brother Zhang also knew that I was just here and was not familiar with it. I hope Brother Zhang would give me some guidance. It would be more convenient. After the matter is done, I will give you a thank you." Zhong Dahong's eyes flashed undetectedly, and he looked at the other party with a smile.

After hearing this, the thin old man hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Brother Zhong, this puppet is not easy to buy... It would be okay if it was on the main star, but here, the transaction of the puppet is controlled in the Dark Scorpion Clan. This Dark Scorpion Clan is extremely domineering, and the price is several times higher. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

After seeing Zhong Dahong nodding, the thin old man pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, that's the Zhang guy who will take you there once!"

As he said that, he led the way and rushed straight toward Zhong Dahong.

In the west of this cultivation star, there is an abandoned city, which looks like a broken wall, surrounded by a desert. Although it is broken, it is extremely lively, and there are many monks coming and going.

The thin old man was obviously quite familiar with this place. He quickly entered the city with Zhong Dahong. At the entrance of a relatively complete hall, he walked in carefully with Zhong Dahong.

This hall is in the center of the city, but there are very few monks around it. It seems that the monks who come here are very afraid of this hall and will not step in easily, so they often go around.

The figures of Zhong Dahong and the others were even seen by many monks, and many of them shook their heads secretly.

As soon as he entered the hall, Zhong Dahong's body trembled, but he immediately felt a yin and cold aura coming from the surroundings. His cultivation level could not be stopped at all. He was immediately invaded by the cold aura, his face pale, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his heart, and he took a few steps back and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The old man named Zhang was slightly better, but his face was bloodless. He quickly knelt on the ground and said anxiously: "The younger generations have no malice, they just want to buy a puppet."

The hall is large, with a statue in the middle. The statue is pitch black all over. It is a huge scorpion. The scorpion is ferocious and its tail is raised to emit a cold air. The cold air that makes Zhong Dahong spew out blood is emitting from the scorpion.

"Want to buy puppets? With you two little god-transforming monks, what can you do to buy puppets!" A cold voice came out, but a person walked out from behind the hall.

This man was wearing black clothes, looking about forty-years old, with a gloomy face and contempt in his eyes. On the middle of his eyebrows, there was a hideous Scorpion tribe seal.

The scorpion is lifelike, as if it is real, and it actually squirms slowly, and the scorpion tail sways slowly, looking full of strangeness!

Zhong Dahong took a deep breath, quickly bowed and took out a pill that Wang Lin gave him, handed it respectfully, and whispered: "I want to use this pill to exchange for a puppet."

The middle-aged man still looked the same. He grabbed the void with his right hand and immediately took the pill in his hand and took it casually. However, his expression changed immediately after this glance. He ignored Zhong Dahong and the others, but put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it. Then his spiritual sense spread and swept it inside, and his pupils in his eyes immediately contracted.

"It turned out to be a soul pill!" The middle-aged man glanced at him and landed on Zhong Dahong, and slowly spoke: "How many more do you have?"

Zhong Dahong smiled bitterly and whispered, "There is another one." He said, without asking for it, he took it out and delivered it to him.

Holding two pills, the middle-aged man was still looking at Zhong Dahong and took them back after a long time. In his opinion, the other party must have had some luck, so he got such pills, and there were definitely not too many pills. There were already two pills of this pill.

Nodded, the middle-aged man waved his right hand, but the tribe seal between his eyebrows suddenly flashed, and a puppet that was no different from the real person appeared in front of him.

The puppet has no clan seal on his eyebrows, his expression is dull, he has no spirituality, and no vitality. Only the gloomy aura is everywhere, and he looks like he is in the early stage of his cultivation and transformation.

"These two pills can only be replaced with this kind of puppet, you two can get out of here." The middle-aged man turned around and walked hurriedly into the depths of the hall.

Until he left, Zhong Dahong and the thin old man looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. Zhong Dahong felt a little regretful. He didn't expect that he would almost have a life-and-death crisis just for a puppet.

He hurried forward and put away the puppet and hurriedly left with the thin old man.

Let’s talk about the middle-aged man, today he stepped on his right foot from the deep hall, and his whole body suddenly sank into the ground, but there was another world under the hall.

Like a tower buried underground, the hall was just a pointed one. The middle-aged man soon arrived at the second floor. On the second floor, there was also a scorpion statue, and a young man sat cross-legged on it.

The young man seemed to be absorbing the power of the statue in his breathing. After the middle-aged monk entered, the man opened his eyes.

"Young master, two god-transforming monks have just brought these two pills!" The middle-aged monk said, and quickly handed over the pills. The young man looked arrogant and looked at him, and then slowly spoke:

"The Soul Pill... is of ordinary grade, but the soul inside is still good, and there is no big fuss. The two little cultivators caught one person and injured one person, leaving a mark of spiritual consciousness, and see where he would go! Don't disturb such trivial matters in the future." The young man closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to this matter.

The middle-aged man bowed and said yes, and left the place in a flash.

Zhong Dahong and the thin old man hurriedly left the city. In the air, the thin old man smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhong, this Dark Scorpion Clan is extremely domineering. No one dares to mess with this star. Today, I am lucky and can still get a puppet. If so..." Before the old man could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly shrank and he stared straight ahead.

Zhong Dahong was stunned, but his scalp immediately became numb. He rushed forward without thinking, but was about to escape.

A cold snorted from the world, and then two black lights rushed from behind Zhong Dahong and headed straight for the thin old man. This man had no power to resist at all, and was immediately captured in a scream.

Another black light caught up with Zhong Dahong in an instant and was directly imprinted on the back of his heart. Zhong Dahong's face immediately became black, spewing out blood, and his soul was scattered and fleeing wildly.

The figure of the middle-aged man from the Dark Scorpion tribe in the sky turned into a cold look at Zhong Dahong's departure direction, turned around and lived in the unconscious old man, disappeared and returned to the Dark Scorpion tribe's hall.

Zhong Dahong's face was extremely pale. The life and death crisis just now made him clearly understand that this place was incomparable to the dangers of the Thunder Clan.

"The elixir is exposed, alas... I did this wrong. It has implicated fellow Daoist Zhang and almost caused a big disaster." Zhong Dahong almost took out all his speed and flew towards the cave where Wang Lin was in a flash.

"Cultivation!! If I have strong cultivation, like Xu Liguo's cultivation, all this is not as good as this! I, Zhong Dahong, must become stronger!!" Zhong Dahong gritted his teeth and was confused. An hour later, the peak of Wang Lin Cave appeared at the end of his eyes.

Stepping into the mountain, Zhong Dahong's face showed bitterness, and his body shook and entered the cave. As soon as he fell, he spewed out a mouthful of blood again.

Wang Lin was breathing cross-legged. The moment Zhong Dahong entered, his eyes opened, and a flash of light inside it fell directly on the staggering Zhong Dahong like a beacon.

"Where is the puppet?" Wang Lin spoke slowly.

Zhong Dahong's face was bloodless. He waved his right hand in silence, and immediately the puppet appeared aside. Wang Lin raised his right hand and grabbed it in the void. The puppet flew directly and floated in the air in front of him.

After a glance, Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light.

"This thing..." After a moment, Wang Lin retracted his eyes, waved his right hand, put away the puppet, and said casually: "What's the injury on your body?"

Zhong Dahong was silent for a long time and whispered the story. Finally, he saw Wang Lin's expression gradually became gloomy and said bitterly: "Master, I am reckless in this matter. If I master more information here, such a thing would not happen. Fortunately, the puppet was exchanged, and the master's request was fulfilled...

As for my injury, I should be able to recover after being in seclusion for a period of time."

He saw that Wang Lin did not speak, but his expression became even more gloomy, his heart trembled, and he whispered: "The master came to this fallen place to avoid the pursuit. If you are a little bit too much, you can tolerate it..."
To be continued...