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Chapter 1303

"Aren't you called the veteran level? You didn't even know a broken stone." Lin Tian said in disappointment.

The sword spirit was justified: "What's so strange about this? Even those wizards can't learn it well. I can't run or fly with a sword. I don't know it's normal."

"Then what do you know? What's the use of this stone?" Lin Tian asked.

"I don't know." Jian Ling said more simply.

"You hammer, you don't know anything." Lin Tian looked down upon him very much.

As soon as he finished speaking, the transparent stone in the purple fire suddenly changed. In Lin Tian's shocked gaze, the spherical stone slowly stretched out a long handle, and the rest became a cylindrical.

Lin Tian opened his mouth wide and said for a while: "What a hammer!"

"Boy, do you see that, I said it will deform. Now I believe it." Jian Ling shouted proudly.

Lin Tian didn't have time to pay attention to him now, but instead felt his spirit and shouted: "TV!"

The stone changed a little and retracted into a spherical shape, but it did not turn into a TV. Jianling quickly said: "How can something so complicated in the TV be able to become? If you feel it carefully, it will consume energy when it deforms. Be careful that it will suck you dry."

Lin Tian recalled the process of turning into a hammer just now. It seemed like this was the case, but Lin Tian didn't believe it when it came to absorbing energy. The terrifying energy was hidden between his eyebrows and the lower dantian, which could not even be controlled by himself, and it was impossible to even explore.

The mysterious energy of Taiyin and the power of fire are both overbearing energy. Not to mention the deformation stones have to absorb them, they might be swallowed by them.

"Dagger." Lin Tian gave another instruction in his heart. The stone changed a lot and it really became a dagger.

Lin Tian withdrew the purple fire and lost the support of the flame energy. The "dagger" quickly turned back into a stone. It was still a transparent stone, but it was a little smaller than the fist.

"This thing is indeed magical, its characteristics are a bit like super memory metal, but it seems to be of little use." Lin Tian shook his head, feeling that this stone is a bit useless and has no meat to eat. It's a pity to throw it away. Apart from changing its ordinary shape, it's useless.

The sword spirit opposed it, "You can't say that, you are not a caster, so you don't know how to use it. Maybe you are a treasure in the eyes of the caster."

"Forget it, anyway, I can't throw it away anyway, so I'll take it first." Lin Tian put the stone in his pocket and looked at the bones in the secret room.

After thinking about it, Lin Tian said, "Take this skeleton out and bury it. No matter where it is, it will not change."

"It seems that you kid is not that annoying, you know how to respect your seniors." Jian Ling praised.

Lin Tian said, "Of course, seniors deserve respect, but it is annoying to be disrespectful to the old."

After saying that, he walked out of the secret room, took a box from the arsenal, put the bones of the blood clan into the box, and finally took a look, walked out of the secret room with the box, and sealed it back.

With his bones, Lin Tian left the arsenal, sneaked out of the Crown Bar, took a taxi, came to the suburbs, and continued walking for a while, and arrived on a hillside.

One of the hillsides faces Newcastle and the other facing the Tyne River. Lin Tian dug a deep pit on the top of this slope and buried his bones and boxes into the ground.

After backfilling the sand, Lin Tian brought huge rocks to press the refurbished soil. After a while, weeds and bushes will grow again here, and there will be no trace again.

The night wind blows from the Tyne River, lowering the weeds on the slope, making it look a little desolate. The blood clan buried underground may be extremely brilliant during his lifetime, or a big man, maybe he has lived for hundreds or thousands of years, and his life has been magnificent, but in the end, he is still buried deep in this ground, and no one knows about it ever since.

"King Arthur's life is full of epics and magnificent waves, but in the end he doesn't even know where he is buried. No matter how great a person is or how brilliant his life is, he will only occupy this inch of land in the end." Jian Ling suddenly sighed.

Lin Tian stood by the river, and naturally remembered the opening words of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms": The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wash away the heroes, the right and wrong, success and failure turn empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are on the river bank, and they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, and a pot of turbid wine meet each other. How many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing at.

Even the vampire with an immortal body turned into a pile of bones. What else is eternal in this world? Lin Tian felt a little moved.

"Maybe only God is eternal." said the sword spirit.

"If the heaven has feelings and heaven is old, the gods will also fall. Besides, is there a god in this world?" Lin Tian said lightly.

Jian Ling was silent and did not answer. After standing for more than ten minutes, Lin Tian turned around and left the hillside, returned to the city, took another taxi, and returned to the Crown Bar.

Although it was already late at night, the atmosphere in the bar was still warm. Whether it was the first floor bar or the underground bar, the two different worlds were surprisingly similar.

The bar seems lively, but in fact it is a lonely place, because there are a group of lonely people gathered here. Lin Tian is not lonely, so he doesn't like to stay in the bar. Even if he is the owner of Night Rose, he has actually been there for a few times.

Lin Tian took the elevator upstairs and returned to the dormitory gate. When he was about to open the door, Lin Tian suddenly looked at the end of the corridor.

There was no light there, but it did not hinder Lin Tian's vision. He said to the darkness: "Marquis Rowling, so late, are you here to monitor me, or are you here to find me because of the lonely night?"

A woman in a leather jacket walked out of the darkness and came to Lin Tian. It was Rowling. She looked at the soil on Lin Tian's shoes and frowned and asked, "What are you doing when you go out so late?"

Lin Tian did not hide it, but said calmly: "Is there anything strange about the blood clan going out tonight?"

What he said is the fact that most blood clans are "nocturnal animals". Even the advanced blood clans do not fear the sun, but they do not like the daytime. Perhaps it is due to their nature in their bones. But Lin Tian is the opposite. Although he is a zombie, he prefers the sunny world.

"Elder Asina just sent a message. She will return to the bar soon and ask me to tell you not to run around." Rowling said without exploring it, but instead acted as if she was doing business.

"Why, isn't the elder in the bar? Why don't I know?" Lin Tian said pretending to be unexpected.

In fact, he knew that Asina had never come back after she went out that day. It was probably as she said, she went to find the prince. After all, she was competing with another elder, so she still had to give it to her.

"The news has been conveyed, I'm leaving." Rowling looked at Lin Tian deeply and turned around and left.
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