I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 914: A Lonely Man (Part Two)

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When An Lin learned that he had an extra title, he couldn't help being stunned.

He didn't expect that he would have such a serious title.

The venerable? It sounds like a Buddhist title!

But he didn't care too much, after all, he had too many titles. One more is not much, and one less is not much. To the outside world, I must still call myself Anlin Sword Immortal!

It really doesn't matter what the name is.

He stroked his Naring and smiled contentedly.

Twelve experts at the peak of Huashen successfully crossed the catastrophe. In the past few days, he has earned 18 million spirit stones just by controlling the thunder!

Plus the two months as a chef, and the 10 million spirit stones from the Tina Spirit Mine.

Today, his total assets have reached 40 million Lingshi! !

"It's really a huge fortune..." An Lin Wangtian sighed.

To create so much wealth in such a short period of time, I am afraid he is also the first person in the mainland, right

The next money-making speed will not be so scary, after all, the potential to help the peak Huashen to overcome the tribulation has been exhausted. There are only so many strong people who have not crossed the catastrophe on the entire continent, just as the number of strong people who have successfully enlightened the Tao at the peak of the gods. In terms of food, it is also stable at around 200,000 spirit stones a day.

At this rate... Ten months later, raising 100 million Lingshi is not a dream!

The following days became very leisurely again.

An Lin's status in the school is already extremely detached, not to mention the Kyushu world, even in the entire continent, he is quite a famous big shot. Students and teachers, hearing the news about An Lin, especially the recent news, has made our ears callused.

A few days later, another female cultivator at the peak of God Transformation came here admiringly.

The female nun is empty and drunk, her eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is like snow, her soft black hair hangs down to her slender waist, she looks very beautiful.

She held An Lin's hand tightly, confessed that she had no confidence in crossing the catastrophe, and begged An Lin to help her cross the catastrophe.

An Lin patted his chest and assured that the title of Venerable Duhua is not in vain!

"Fellow Daoist An Lin, I believe in you, and I will definitely work hard!" Kong Zuixiang's eyes were firm, and her fair face was a little pale, appearing soft and weak.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Kongzuixiang, everything is on me!" An Lin said confidently.

Then, that female cultivator was hacked to death by Jin Xulei...

Well, he didn't even resist seventy golden void thunders, and he passed away, breaking the lowest record of Anlin helping people to cross the catastrophe.

An Lin looked at the scorched woman in front of him, and fell into a long silence.

He suddenly felt that the 1.5 million spirit stones in the ring were a bit hot.

Before crossing the catastrophe, Kong Zuixiang smiled and told An Lin that it was the spirit stone that she raised after selling all her belongings, and she had no way out.

She is just a casual cultivator, with no relatives and friends, and a long journey of seeking the Tao alone.

However, this road has finally come to an end.

She finally fell under the thunder calamity without leaving any traces in the world.

"An Lin, I don't know who to leave these spirit stones to, so I'll give them all to you! Thank you, at the last moment of my life, it's because I'm too disappointed to have someone work so hard for me..." Kong Zui Xiang looked at An Lin with a smile, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Jin Xulei fell slowly, but her soul was rapidly cracking, and Daogen was completely broken.

An Lin exerted all his strength, even using the black origin qi, but he still couldn't let the woman survive the thunder disaster.

It was a very normal thing to fail to cross the tribulation.

However, Kong Zuixiang's eyes were too lonely, as if he was separated from the world.

She seemed to know that she was likely to die, but she chose to cross the catastrophe without hesitation. There was stubbornness and flame in her eyes, which never went out until the last moment.

She worked very hard, but the reality was cruel. She could only leave the world with great regret.

An Lin silently picked up Kong Zuixiang's body, flew down to the ground, found a beautiful mountain, buried the woman properly, and picked a bouquet of flowers and placed it in front of the tomb.

Well, the tribulation failed, and she couldn't even find someone to bury her. This also broke An Lin's record. He could only add one more free after-sales service...

The wind blows over the hills, bringing up pieces of white petals and a burst of fragrance.

The environment is very pleasant, the birds are singing in the empty mountains, beautiful but with a bit of loneliness.

An Lin looked at the tombstone with only the Taoist name engraved on it, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Kongzuixiang, have a good journey."

After speaking, he bowed again, and then he rose into the sky and returned to the heaven.

An Lin silently refined a pink ring. Kong Zuixiang said that all the money is in the ring.

Sure enough, one hundred and fifty primordial stones were neatly arranged in the inner space of Najie, exuding powerful fluctuations.

"Huh? Why are there two books?"

He raised his eyebrows, and took out a book with the words "True Method of Quenching the Void" written on it.

An Lin looked through it curiously, and confirmed that this is Kong Zuixiang's self-created exercise, which is suitable for women with agility, can comprehend the true meaning of controlling qi, and is of high quality. It can be included in the Sijiu Xianzong.

"You can still leave some traces in the world. Maybe your kung fu can be carried forward by the Sijiu Xianzong, and you can be regarded as a patriarch." An Lin smiled slightly, and solemnly put the kung fu book away. .

He took out another book without any hassle. The cover was light yellow, without any words on it, which looked very plain.

An Lin thought, so low-key, could it be an extremely profound secret method

He turned to the first page and froze.

On May 20, 8581, the Fengtian Era of the Taichu calendar, I finally broke through the spiritual cultivation period. I am so happy. From now on, I will record every bit of life.

On May 21, 8581, in the Taichu calendar, I practiced hard in Xihe Mountain today.

On May 22, 8581, in the Taichu Calendar, I practiced hard in Xihe Mountain today.

On March 6th, 8582 in the Fengtian Era of the Taichu calendar, I practiced hard in Xiheshan today.

Well, it seems that I have missed many days of diary writing, and I am fascinated by cultivation.

I even missed my birthday, February 1st is my birthday, I wish myself a happy 30th birthday.

It is agreed to record every bit of cultivation, so that I will never forget it again!

On March 7th, 8582 in the Taichu calendar, I practiced hard in Xihe Mountain today.

Ten thousand words are omitted above.

On June 8, 8583, the era of Fengtian in the Taichu calendar, I successfully broke through to the middle stage of spiritual cultivation, and I feel that my aptitude is very good, so let's go for a walk.

The salt and pepper roast duck in Longmen City is delicious, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in West Street is also very good.

On June 9th, 8583, in the Fengtian Era of the Taichu calendar, there were two blind male cultivators who conspired against me and wanted to rob me of wealth and sex, but I killed them. Sure enough, people without IQ can be found everywhere.

For me, this world is always cruel. I have no relatives, have been betrayed by friends, and even my master is unwilling to take me in. Still, that's okay.

The only thing I can do now is to practice continuously until I have avenged that great revenge, and this world has no meaning for me.

An Lin looked at the diary on the book, the content was boring, they were all boring practice matters, not the practice of adventure, but the practice of meditation and enlightenment.

But for some reason, An Lin became interested, maybe because he was attracted by the word revenge? This is like a pit, attracting An Lin, making him want to dig out the truth behind it.

An Lin did not choose to continue watching, but silently put away the diary. He is still very moral, how can he read other people's diaries privately in broad daylight

This kind of thing should be watched secretly at night!

(end of this chapter)