Chapter 167 living in a hut

Holy Artifact.

A treasure that can be crowned with such a title is naturally impossible to be an ordinary thing!

For the first time, Lin Xun also deeply realized that the Heavenly Water Sacred Bead that he accidentally obtained contained an astonishing mystery.

This can be seen from the sudden battle today.

Lin Xun knew that he had to seize the time to recover his strength, because of the Tianshui Sacred Pearl, the enemy would never stop there.

In other words, the enemy will definitely come again!

This time, it was three barbarians with extremely terrifying combat power, so what about the next time?

As long as you think about it, you will know how dangerous Lin Xun's situation is at the moment.

...

Hu Long left the Magic Cloud Ridge, and after hesitating for a long time, he decided to return to the Black Wind Army Camp first.

It was late at night, but Song Ling did not fall asleep.

He was watching the battle report just now. The battle report briefly recorded some of the situations in the Magic Cloud Ridge, which was not comprehensive. It was more about some changes related to the witches and barbarians. Since the students of the Blood Slaughtering Camp entered the Magic Cloud Ridge for assessment a month ago, battle reports like this will be sent back every three days.

The purpose is very simple, to prevent the small and the gradual, and to avoid the sudden danger from causing a devastating blow to the students of the Blood Killing Camp.

Death is allowed in the assessment, but abnormal death is absolutely not allowed!

The origins of the students of the Blood Killing Camp are not simple. It can even be said that they are the elites of the younger generation cultivated by the great forces of the empire. Their identity, status, and aptitude are all the best choices.

Every time a student like this loses, for the empire, it may mean the loss of a top powerhouse who can serve as the mainstay of the empire in the future!

Therefore, for this assessment, it seems that it can only be a "training" action among young people, but no one dares to take it lightly.

When Hu Long came to visit, Song Ling happened to read the battle report in his hand, and the first time he saw Hu Long, Song Ling knew that the boy had been eliminated.

Because he made the cut!

This made Song Ling frown a little. Being eliminated is not a big deal. As long as he doesn't die, with the help of the great forces behind these students, even without the training of the Blood Killing Camp, he can still grow into a giant in the future.

But after being eliminated, Hu Long came to visit late at night. Could it be that he was unwilling?

But soon, when he heard Hu Long talk about the battle that took place today, Song Ling finally realized that he guessed wrong.

"Barbarian?" Song Ling's expression became serious.

"Three barbarians, and their combat power is not comparable to ordinary barbarians. We killed barbarians during our training in the blood killing camp, but compared with these barbarians, the three barbarians that appeared today are obviously stronger. , more terrifying."

Hu Long looked serious, "Otherwise, I would definitely not be forced to advance."

Song Lin squinted his eyes. He knew that the other party didn't need to lie to him. This problem did seem very serious.

Three extremely powerful barbarians suddenly appeared and went to besiege two students of the Blood Killing Camp, which seemed very abnormal. In the tacit agreement between the empire and the Wu barbarian clan, this kind of force is absolutely not allowed in the Demon Cloud Ridge!

What made Song Ling intolerable the most was that Lin Xun was actually involved in this battle!

Many days ago, Song Ling also learned about the bloody battle that took place on the volcano in the battle report, and learned some rumors about Lin Xun.

Song Ling was in charge of the assessment of the students in Camp 39. He didn't have much impression of Lin Xun before, but after this battle, Song Ling fully realized that this Lin Xun is definitely not weaker than Bai Lingxi, Zhao Yin, The youth of Li Duxing and Changsun Hen. This kind of person is destined to achieve achievements that are enough to attract the attention of the world!

Now that he heard that Lin Xun was almost robbed, Song Ling couldn't help shaking his heart and realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Can you tell their identities?" After a moment of silence, Song Ling asked in a deep voice.

Hu Long was startled, and seemed to realize something, his expression changed slightly, and said, "All of them are powerhouses of the Shuiman lineage."

A cold glow appeared in Song Ling's eyes: "You also noticed something was wrong?"

Hu Long nodded: "When Lin Xun fought against those witch-man powerhouses on the volcano, most of them were powerhouses of the water man's lineage."

Song Ling got up and said, "This question is a bit unusual, you wait here first, I want to meet General Wu Xinglie."

Wu Xinglie!

Under the command of the Empire's Black Wind Army, it has been on the battlefield for hundreds of years, with outstanding achievements and a great reputation.

Seeing this, Hu Long finally knew that he seemed to have come right this time.

"Lin Xun, I have already done what I have to do, and I will no longer owe you favor in the future... I hope you can leave the Magic Cloud Ridge alive!"

Hu Long murmured.

That night, the commander of the Heifeng Army, Lieutenant General Wu Xinglie of the Empire, issued an order to send ten strong men from the Spirit Astral Realm to sneak into the Magic Cloud Ridge to investigate the situation.

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three days later.

Lin Xun woke up from meditation.

Most of the elixir and elixir that have been found in these days have also been consumed.

No way, last time he used the "star mining style" twice in a row, so that almost all the strength inside and outside his body was squeezed out.

If you want to recover completely, you naturally need a lot of elixir to supplement.

To Lin Xun's surprise, after recovering his power this time, a "soul star" was once again lit up in the sea of ​​consciousness, which meant that his soul power was once again stronger.

At the same time, I have a further understanding of the mystery of the star mining style.

This is the benefit brought by the battle. The more tragic the battle, the more the potential of a cultivator can be stimulated. This kind of benefit obtained through tempering is not something that can be achieved behind closed doors.

Without further delay, Lin Xun embarked on the journey again.

It's just that he has become more careful than before. A few days ago, although two of the three barbarians were killed, there was an apparently more powerful barbarian who escaped.

In order to regain the Tianshui Sacred Pearl, the other party absolutely cannot give up. Under such circumstances, Lin Xun must be more cautious.

As time went by, Lin Xun hunted and killed one after another, but he never encountered a barbarian-level expert from beginning to end.

If you change to other cultivators, you will definitely think that the other party has given up, but Lin Xun will not think so.

On the contrary, the more this happened, the more vigilant Lin Xun felt. He even suspected that there was a well-prepared conspiracy waiting for him!

more than ten days later.

Lin Xungang killed a team of more than ten Wuman powerhouses, and was about to find a place to rest when he suddenly froze in his heart and stopped abruptly.

Almost at the same time, a figure as thin as a gun appeared. This was a young man, wearing an imperial uniform, with a unique badge representing the Black Wind Army on his shoulders.

The young man is not handsome, but he has a persevering, resolute and cold temperament.

In his hand, he also carried a corpse.

When he saw the corpse, Lin Xun's black eyes narrowed suddenly, and he was a little surprised. The corpse was the burly barbarian who escaped last time!

"My name is Song Ran, a cultivator of the Empire's Black Wind Army."

The young man was concise and concise. After introducing himself, he said, "We have already learned about your experience. This is the barbarian who sniped you in the first place, right?"

Saying that, he shook the corpse in his hand.

Lin Xun nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, "Did Hu Long tell you?"

Song Ran frowned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It seems to be him, but I don't know if the boy's name is Hu Long."

Lin Xun didn't have to ask, he had determined that Hu Long must have helped him once, otherwise the empire would never have sent a spiritual cultivator to suddenly appear in the Magic Cloud Ridge and help him kill a potentially huge threat.

"From today, you can concentrate on the assessment in Moyun Ridge. Our Black Wind Army will not join the battle here, but if the Wuman clan sends a barbarian, we will kill him as soon as possible!"

Speaking of this, Song Ran's eyebrows were chilled.

"Thank you."

Lin Xun said seriously, the sudden appearance of Song Ran brought him good news, so that he would not be overly vigilant like the other day.

"I take the liberty to ask, why do these strong water savages insist on targeting you alone?" Song Ran asked suddenly, a pair of eyes locked on Lin Xun like blades.

"Maybe they killed too many of their clansmen." Lin Xun sighed lightly, and at the same time shivered in his heart, knowing that the other party had begun to suspect something. But Lin Xun didn't plan to leak the "Tian Shui Sacred Pearl" thing.

Song Ran snorted, took a deep look at Lin Xun, and said, "Farewell."

He turned around and walked away, looking neat and tidy.

On the contrary, Lin Xun was slightly startled, watching Song Ran's leaving back, and finally didn't say anything.

From this day on, Lin Xun's actions in the Demon Cloud Ridge have been calm. With his current fighting power, unless he encounters a powerful barbarian, it is difficult for him to be threatened by any danger.

Although Song Ran's appearance had completely killed the burly barbarian, Lin Xun's heart had been lingering with a faint throbbing.

It was as if there was an invisible eye staring at him in the dark.

This kind of feeling is extremely uncomfortable, and Lin Xun also tried to use many means to test, trying to find the reason for this throbbing.

But ended up getting nothing.

This made Lin Xun dare not relax his vigilance. This was not because he was too suspicious, but from an instinctive intuition.

Ever since he practiced the Small Underworld Magic and lit up the soul stars in the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Xun had an unusually sensitive intuition about danger.

He believed in his own feelings, and he could never go wrong.

It was under this kind of pressure, when there were only twenty days left in the assessment time, Lin Xun unexpectedly lit up a soul star in the sea of ​​consciousness once again!

In more than a month, the power of the soul has been improved twice!

This kind of gain made Lin Xun realize that the most effective way to practice Xiaoming magic requires some dangerous environment to oppress and hone in addition to meditation.

And after the soul became stronger this time, the throbbing feeling that lingered in Lin Xun's heart finally became a little clearer.

This change made Lin Xun no longer take any chances, and completely judged that the threat of Shuiman's lineage against him still existed!

From this day on, Lin Xun suddenly changed his way of action. He came to a deep area of ​​the jungle and built a thatched hut for himself. No matter day or night, he stayed in the thatched hut, never leaving or going again for several days. Hunt and collect military exploits.

It was as if he was going to dwell there.