Hearing this faint voice, Wang Jian was really startled.
He turned around and looked behind him.
The stone room was quiet and there was no other figure.
Is there a ghost?
Why can't he see it?
Wang Jian thought to himself, his eyes instantly turned into dark gold.
"Sir, I'm here."
The faint voice reached Wang Jian's ears again.
Wang Jian was startled and looked towards the source of the sound.
"I'm here, here."
Finally, Wang Jian's eyes rested on a green glass bottle.
The glass bottle was crystal clear, and inside there was a figure the size of a thumb waving towards Wang Jian.
Damn it, is this Thumbelina?
"Have you seen me?
I'm calling you."
The little man in the bottle waved his hand.
"Oh, what are you?"
Wang Jian said indifferently, his face full of caution.
Because the glass was a little blurry, he couldn't see clearly what the little person in the bottle looked like.
"My name is Green Ling, and I am the genie in this spiritual bottle."
Wang Jian, the spirit bottle elf, couldn't help but be startled.
His eyes looked directly through the bottle and looked inside.
I saw that the bottle was filled with green liquid, and in the middle of the liquid was a little girl the size of a thumb.
Her skin and hair were green, she was naked, and she was waving to herself.
Wang Jian immediately withdrew his gaze and whispered: "Why do I feel like a monster?"
"You are the monster, I told you that I am an elf," Green Ling said unhappy.
Damn it, I don’t care what you are, I don’t have time to waste here with you.
Wang Jian cursed in his heart and continued to look for the Yuan Kong Mirror.
What he didn't find was that the Yuan Kong Mirror was lying one meter behind him, but it was inconspicuously pressed down by a long sword, and it was turned upside down.
If you leave it alone, it will be difficult to find it without looking carefully.
All of this is given by Junxi Dharmakaya.
"My voice was so low just now that you could hear it."
Wang Jian said with dark lines on his face.
"Huh, let me tell you, as long as there is even the slightest movement within a range of five kilometers, I will hear it."
Lu Ling pouted.
What a five-kilometer range, this is simply a breeze.
In an instant, Wang Jian's expression changed and he murmured: "This is so powerful.
Let me ask you, how big is Tianlong Cemetery?
Is it five kilometers from here to the main tomb?"
"It's almost four kilometers, but there is no straight road.
It's just like a maze."
After Lu Ling finished speaking, he was not happy and said: "Hey, why am I telling you, you are trying to trick me?"
"Let me go, when did I trick you?
I asked a normal question, and you answered me normally."
Wang Jian said speechlessly.
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"Hmph, hum, hum:" Lu Ling stared at Wang Jian with a pair of small eyes, then stuck out her little tongue and said: "I have told you my name, have you told me your name yet?"
Wang Jian smiled and said: "Why should I tell you my name?"
"Didn't I tell you everything?
Is there anything else you can't tell me?"
"But I didn't ask you either.
You told me yourself."
Wang Jian was a little dumbfounded.
Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ling burst into tears with a "wow" sound.
Wang Jian's biggest headache is when girls cry.
Although this green spirit is small, she is still a girl.
She should be convex and curvy.
If she were to be of normal height, she would be a perfect woman.
"Hey, don't cry."
Wang Jian looked around.
He was afraid that Green Ling's cry would attract the Black Hell King.
Hearing what Wang Jian said, Lu Ling cried louder.
"If you're crying, I'll leave.
Bye, you can continue to stay here."
Wang Jian said, waving his hand, turning around and preparing to walk towards the stone room.
Suddenly, the crying stopped.
Lu Ling rubbed his eyes and said: "Don't leave.
It's not easy for me to meet a god with the same cultivation level as me.
I just want to talk to you.
A dharma body of a venerable came just now, and I didn't dare to say a word. ” "What are you talking about?
A Venerable Dharma Body just passed by here."
Wang Jian said as his mind moved, and the golden sword appeared in his hand.
Wang Jian knows that there are only three people in the Three Realms who currently have Dharmakayas, namely Junxi, Yiqing and Haheisi, because only these three guys have the cultivation level of the late Venerable, only below the Supreme Saint.
"Oh, I see, he is your enemy, right?"
Lu Ling took one look and caught the change in Wang Jian's expression, blinked his big eyes and smiled.
"Shh."
Wang Jian put his finger on his mouth and made a shushing gesture.
"What are you afraid of?
I can hear that guy walking away."
Green Ling grinned.
Yes, she actually forgot that this elf has the magical power of Shunfeng Ear.
If she keeps her by her side, she will know what dangers there will be.
Thinking of this, Wang Jian felt excited in his heart, secretly thinking that he is really witty, this is A natural alarm.
"What are you smiling at?
Don't catch my attention."
Lu Ling rolled her eyes at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian was stunned, wondering if he just smiled evilly.
This man really didn't pay attention to his own image when he was happy.
"I am in the alchemy stage, so I am definitely not as powerful as you."
Wang Jian said calmly.
"Me too, but I'm a little taller than you.
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I'm in the late stage and you're in the mid-stage."
Lu Ling said, "I can kill you in minutes."
"You are awesome, you are awesome."
Wang Jian cupped his hands.
"Don't flatter me, I won't accept this trick."
Lu Ling said with a smile, "But it still sounds very happy."
Wang Jian: "" "Don't make a sad face.
I just saved you.
I saw that there is no long knife at your feet.
That is the knife spirit.
That guy just controlled your mind and prepared to stir up the evil side in your heart.
Fortunately, I stopped it in time, otherwise you would be its puppet now."
Damn it, no wonder I was greedy just now.
Wang Jian cursed in his mind and looked towards his feet.
He saw that there was indeed a lavender knife beside his right foot, and the blade reflected his figure like a mirror.
"Don't look at the blade, you'll be possessed by it," Green Ling shouted.
Wang Jian quickly withdrew his gaze.
Although he had only glanced at it just now, he had already felt the power of the sword spirit.
The evil thoughts invaded his mind, but were resisted by the power of his soul.
"This broken knife is so powerful."
Wang Jian picked up the golden sword and stabbed the long knife on the ground.
"Its cultivation level is higher than yours, so it is certainly powerful in your opinion."
Lu Ling said.
"Green Ling, please stop meddling in other people's business."
A roar came from the handle of the purple sword.
With a "clang" sound, the golden sword stabbed the purple long sword.
"Ah" the purple sword howled miserably and said in a trembling voice: "You, what you have in your hand is a sacred weapon" "What holy weapon?"
A loud voice came from the Yuankong Mirror not far behind Wang Jianjian: "A god who has cultivated in the alchemy stage has a holy weapon on his body":