Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 317

Lin Hun snorted and asked:

"What happened to your grandfather, the Great Wizard King? Isn't he the leader of the 18 Wizard Kings? Can't he command them?"

Zhu Shanshan shrank his neck and said:

"There were three, four, five or six Wizard Kings who were seriously injured by my grandfather when he was in the battle to ascend to the throne.

They persuaded him verbally, but they hated my grandfather in their hearts."

This Great Wizard King Zhu Chongshan, the leader of the 18 Wizard Kings, was so cruel?

He disfigured the face of a woman, the Empress of the Palace.

This thing, how can a woman not hate you to death if her face is disfigured?

This is a woman, and her face may be everything to her.

Zhu Chongshan was a bit cruel.

Lin Hun secretly complained, and felt that this cheap grandfather was increasingly unreliable.

"Is that all?"

"Yeah, that's all. Ah, actually, there's one more thing..."

"Go away, I have something else to do! Are you playing tricks on me here!? Hmm!"

Lin Hun turned around and wanted to leave.

But Zhu Shanshan grabbed his waist.

"Let go, pay attention to your identity!"

Lin Hun snorted coldly.

Zhu Shanshan had to let go in dismay, muttering:

"Aren't I afraid you'll leave?"

"What's the matter, tell me now!"

"My dear cousin, this matter is really about Junshan and his son."

Zhu Shanshan patted her belly with tears in her eyes.

Lin Hun was speechless.

"What's the matter? Tell me now!"

"My dear cousin, this child doesn't need to live in the barbarian land, so he doesn't need to be planted with Gu.

So, cousin, I only want to ask you one thing, that is, don't let Junshan and this child know my true identity.

Junshan likes to live a plain life, and so do I, so our family only needs to live an ordinary and short life.

When I, Zhu Shanshan, die at the age of 35, I will also leave a good impression on them and their son.

Don't think that I am a woman from the barbarian land with Gu in my body."

Zhu Shanshan's words were sincere and didn't seem to be false.

"It seems that she really doesn't like the barbarian land, and wants to spend an ordinary life in this prosperous Yudu."

Lin Hun's "Jiaohun" induction has always been very accurate.

He sensed that Zhu Shanshan's emotions were absolutely true.

In this way, Lin Hun was completely relieved for Uncle Zhao and Zhao Junshan.

"Well, I can promise you this."

After hearing what Lin Hun said, Zhu Shanshan happily came over and hugged Lin Hun's arm and shook it.

"By the way, my dear cousin, I really thank you for letting us come to your house during the strange black snow siege. There are so many delicious foods and coal."

Zhu Shanshan suddenly became cheerful.

Maybe it was because Lin Hun promised to keep her identity secret.

"You are not afraid of the cold."

Lin Hun knew that Zhu Shanshan's "Black Butterfly Fairy" should be absolutely not afraid of the cold.

"I'm not afraid of the cold, but I'm afraid of being hungry, cousin. This time, it's really thanks to you."

Lin Hun waved his hand and said:

"I'm not doing this for you. Okay, go back, I really need to go back and rest."

"My dear cousin, I have a big news for you at last."

"What news?"

"Your old lover, that is, my elder sister-in-law Zhao Mei'e, didn't you care about her during the time when the black snow was strangely besieging the city?"

"She's fine, she doesn't need my care."

"Ah, cousin, do you know that the little nun Duannian has a special identity, and there are people in the palace to protect her from worrying about food and clothing, and to spend the winter, and also let all the nuns in Baixi Temple get through this incident smoothly?"

"I guessed it."

"Wow, my dear cousin is so powerful! It's really okay, cousin, I'm going back."

The Black Butterfly Fairy took Zhu Shanshan and disappeared into the darkness.

The cold air also receded like a tide.

Why did Lin Hun arrange Zuo to take care of Uncle Zhao's family when the city was in danger of the strange siege of Black Snow instead of Zhao Mei'e of Baixi Temple?

Because Lin Hun had already seen the person behind the little nun Duannian.

At that time, Lin Hun saw with his eyes that the person had an extraordinary temperament and was a strange cultivator.

And there was a faint strange aura fluctuation of some powerful amulet on the little nun Duannian.

How could an ordinary little nun have a strange master as a bodyguard?

How could she have a powerful amulet that Lin Hun didn't have?

Based on all these, this little nun Duannian was definitely not a simple person.

So there was no need to worry about Zhao Mei'e.

Even if Lin Hun guessed wrong, as long as he took care of Uncle Zhao's family.

Could Uncle Zhao still let his daughter starve and freeze?

So Lin Hun didn't need to care.

Lin Hun returned to the room.

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The next day.

Lin Hun slept until he woke up naturally.

Now he is a great cultivator in the Soul Skin Realm.

Even if he woke up naturally, he would still wake up very early.

He was full of energy.

He didn't need to sleep too long.

Lin Hun got up and glanced at Zuo.

He came to the backyard.

He took out the green long sword and began to practice sword slowly.

Lin Hun's swordsmanship has now reached the super high level of the secular sword saint.

At this moment, his swordsmanship is as smooth as flowing water and as chaotic as clouds.

It's really a return to nature.

Every move has the feeling of a grandmaster.

"So this is the feeling of a sword saint."

Lin Hun stared at the long sword in his hand, with a kind of detached charm.

Standing there.

Like a sword saint.

Deep and steep, there is a style that cannot be looked at directly.

"No wonder everyone likes swords, but it turns out that swords are so free and unrestrained in hand."

"Now I have cultivated this "Blood Sword Method" to the initial stage of the Borrowing Life Realm, and my progress is also very fast."

Lin Hun put away the sword.

Secretly wished the skin to protect him.

A shadow appeared, just like the skin of a down-and-out middle-aged scholar.

A fan was inserted behind his neck.

Wearing a tattered robe, he stood faithfully beside Lin Hun.

Lin Hun sank into his own spiritual world.

First he saluted the Tongtian Grinding Wheel.

Then he began to fry life and feed it, feeding eighty years of life to the grinding wheel.

The Tongtian Grinding Wheel slowly absorbed these lifespans.

As Lin Hun could feed more and more lifespans every day.

The Tongtian Grinding Wheel, which was nourished by Lin Hun's lifespan, became more and more vicissitudes, simple, ancient and mysterious.

After completing the frying of life, Lin Hun dripped blood to feed the sword embryo.

Seeing that it was finally his turn, the sword embryo flew over from under the Tongtian millstone and circled Lin Hun several times.

After feeding the sword embryo, Lin Hun looked at Miss Gu Lengyan on the millstone.

"Miss Gu, please."

Lin Hun had promised her that he would let her drink three drops of his blood every day.

Miss Gu appeared in front of Lin Hun with a flash.

She raised his arm and simply took three sips.

"Not bad, not bad, Lin Hun, your blood is getting better and better."

Miss Gu was of similar stature to Lin Hun.

Standing next to him at this moment, she was even slightly taller than Lin Hun.

"Miss Gu, why do you say that?"

What do you mean my blood is getting better and better?

This made Lin Hun a little confused about her true intentions.