Lin Mu didn't say anything.

However, as people grow older, Huang Qi feels like a mirror, knowing that it is 80% impossible.

Huang Qi smiled bitterly and said: "Master Xiao Lin, then I will go back first and wait for your good news?"

"Master Huang, go slowly." Lin Mu politely sent Huang Qi out.

Lin Mu was not invited, so Huang Qi left regretfully.

Lin Mu sighed and shook his head slightly.

Who doesn’t want to earn spiritual stones?

Lin Mu and Fang Xing cooperated. One used Xiaoyunyu Jue to irrigate, and the other used Golden Needle to eliminate insects. An acre of land can earn the income of a low-grade spiritual stone.

The entire Jiashen Lingdi's 60 acres of spiritual land is divided into 50 and 50. Lin Mu can get thirty low-grade spiritual stones a year!

In addition, he also grows spiritual rice himself to cover daily expenses.

Only then could Lin Mu earn more than a hundred low-grade spiritual stones in just five or six years, which ordinary spiritual farmers could not earn in twenty or thirty years!

Now Huang Qi from Jiachen Lingdi next door took the initiative to invite Lin Mu.

To be honest, this is a good opportunity to earn spiritual stones.

But Lin Mu didn't think so.

'The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant. According to the current strength of Mr. Fang and I, we can only eat so much.'

'In Jiachen Lingdi, after all, I still have Master Fang taking care of me. If I am greedy enough and use the golden needle technique to reach into Jiachenlingdi, I might be in trouble with the interests of some high-level disciples of the outer sect... maybe

Someone is already targeting me at this time, so it’s better to be more cautious!'

'It's important to save your life, buy a magic weapon!'

…

Waimenfang City

After nearly ten years, Lin Mu once again stepped onto the simple bluestone slabs of Fangshi streets.

'After so many years, everything is changing, but it seems like nothing has changed!'

Looking at the crowded and bustling Waimenfang City, Lin Mu felt emotional.

The street stalls, shops, Wanfa Building...even the prosperous Xinxiang Pavilion are still the same as before, and the layout of the market has not changed at all.

The only thing that has changed is that the young ladies outside Xinxiang Pavilion who attract customers have changed several times in succession, and they are no longer the same group that Lin Mu saw at the beginning.

However, as soon as Lin Mu stepped into Waimenfang City, two young monks in gray robes followed him.

One of them is not tall, but has an extremely long face, like a horse's face; the other monk is thin and tall, looking like a bamboo pole.

"Made, after more than six months, I finally got a chance!" the tall and thin monk said fiercely.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mu looked back subconsciously, and the two people quickly hid in the corner.

The horse-faced monk leaned his back against the wall and whispered: "Brother, will we be discovered by the cunning spiritual farmer?"

The tall and thin monk sneered and said: "Don't worry, this spiritual farmer is only at the second level of Qi training, but you and I are already at the third level of Qi training, and the intensity of our spiritual consciousness is several times greater than his. It is impossible for him to hear it from such a distance. Today

Even if you escape to heaven, you can't escape from our grasp!"

The horse-faced monk asked: "Brother, when will we take action against him?"

"Don't worry, we are in Menfang City outside Baiyun Gate now. There are guards watching, so it is not convenient to take action. Wait for him to go out later and find another opportunity to strike!"

The horse-faced monk said: "Listen to me, brother, this spiritual farmer dares to touch our Zhang family's Kulocust Water business. Today, we brothers must show off to him!"

Lin Mu, who was walking in front, moved his ears slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes.

…

A shop called Wanbao Pavilion.

"Fellow Taoist, what kind of magic weapon do you want to buy?" As soon as they entered Wanbao Pavilion, a middle-aged man in blue shirt walked towards him.

Lin Mu got straight to the point: "I want to buy a defensive magic weapon!"

"Fellow Taoist, you really know the goods. If my Wanbao Pavilion's defensive magic weapon is ranked second, no one would dare to call it first!"

The middle-aged man in blue shirt smiled and led Lin Mu up the stairs: "The defensive magic weapon is on the second floor. Fellow Taoist, please come here."

…

After a while, Lin Mu walked out of Wanbao Pavilion.

At this time, there was already a low-grade magical weapon in excellent condition in his storage bag, the Aoki Shield!

'I have to say, the magic weapon is really expensive!'

'This green wood shield is only a low-grade magic weapon, so it cost me one hundred and three low-grade spiritual stones... But it's worth it to save my life! Two things with evil intentions, I really don't know you are here.

Follow me?'

After nearly ten years of training in the Golden Needle Technique, coupled with his unique spiritual talent, Lin Mu has made rapid progress in the Soul Path despite his poor qualifications.

Today’s spiritual consciousness intensity is comparable to the fourth level of Qi training!

The two robed monks who were sneaking behind him spoke in the same voice as Lin Mu face to face.

'I don't know where the so-called Zhang family got these two idiots. They don't even know how to transmit spiritual consciousness, so they want to deal with me?'

'I, Lin Mu, am just promoting the Golden Needle Technique in Jiashen Lingdi. I have a bit of flesh on a mosquito leg. Huang Qi asked me to expand it, but I didn't do it. So you think I'm tampering with your business, so I'm looking for someone to kill me.

Damn, you are so stingy!'

Through the conversation between the two of them just now, Lin Mu was basically sure that it was probably the Golden Needle Technique that flushed out the dry locust water in their house and wanted to cause trouble for him.

Maybe, I might even want to kill myself!

'Currently, I have accumulated forty-seven rays of mist-like true essence in my body, and I am still short of the last three rays before I can break through the third level of Qi training... According to the protagonist's law of over-level killing, the strength of his spiritual consciousness is comparable to the fourth level of Qi training.

The Golden Needle Technique, and the low-grade magical weapon Aoki Shield that Mr. Fang doesn’t have, how about I counterattack... and trick them?'

After thinking for a moment, Lin Mu gave up the idea again.

'Forget it, the winning rate is only 70%, so it's not safe. God knows if the Zhang family is like a mantis stalking a cicada, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger... If there is a back-up plan, my little life will depend on this!'

Lin Mu turned left and right in the market, visiting Xinxiang Pavilion, tasting special drinks, and spending a piece of low-grade spiritual stone to buy a green jade hairpin...

Going around in circles, but not leaving the market anyway.

The horse-faced monk said: "Brother, I feel like we have really been discovered..."

Before he finished speaking, the tall and thin monk slapped him on the back of the head: "Nonsense, you think I'm as stupid as you, can't you tell?"

The horse-faced monk covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Brother, what should we do?"

The tall and thin monk gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be in a hurry, just wait. There is a curfew in Menfang City outside Baiyun Gate. He needs at least one low-grade spiritual stone per night. He is just an ordinary spiritual farmer. I don't believe he is willing to spend money to stay in an inn.

I haven’t been able to come out!”

Baiyunmen has a vast territory and covers a huge area.

In addition to the disciples belonging to Baiyun Sect, there are also other vassal families and countless casual cultivators.

Whether it is a personal grudge or an old grudge, you must abide by the rules of the Baiyun Sect.

…

The sun was setting in the west, and it was almost dark.

Lin Mu walked out of the market leisurely with a cake that he didn't know where he came from.

The horse-faced monk said happily: "Brother, that Lingnong has indeed come out!"

The tall and thin monk said proudly: "Well, let me tell you, his little soul farmer definitely doesn't have the money to stay in an inn."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the horse-faced monk say: "Brother, no, there are two outer disciples wearing Baiyun Sect robes behind him!"

The tall and thin monk also discovered the two outer disciples of Baiyun Sect.

Moreover, those two people have strong auras and restrained true energy, and it is impossible to judge what realm they are, which means that their cultivation level is not lower than them!

"Made, this kid doesn't have money to stay in an inn, but he has money to hire a bodyguard?" The tall and thin monk was almost stupid.

Seeing that Lin Mu was about to pass through the dense forest and return to the cave under the protection of the outer disciples, the horse-faced monk said anxiously: "Brother, the spiritual farmer is going to run away, what should we do?"

The tall and thin monk gritted his teeth and said: "Withdraw!"

The two of them turned over and hid in the darkness.

Before leaving, the tall and thin man glanced back and saw Lin Mu giving him a provocative look.

I'm a coward, if you have the ability, come and do it!

The tall and thin man's face instantly turned green with anger.
Chapter completed!