A Million Possible

Chapter 483

“Well, it’s very late today, so let’s end the story, let’s go away.”

In the dilapidated small courtyard, Cheng Lin glanced at the sky, with a hint of malice, and announced the end when the story was about to reach its first major climax.

Common Name: Out of Chapter

“Huh? Is it late?”

“Mr. Ezreal, can you say more? What happened to Han Li? I feel like I can’t sleep at all when I go back.” a villager cried.

“Yeah, I can’t sleep anymore. Is there enough food anyway? I don’t need to go hunting in the mountains tomorrow. I think I can listen to a night’s story.”

A villager from a hunting team said.

Almost all the other villagers nodded.

In this era of lack of entertainment, noble dragons, or dragon servants of higher status, are okay. Dragon servants at the bottom of them, like them, hardly have much spiritual entertainment at all.

Today, I suddenly heard such a mysterious story, and the shock in my heart can be imagined.

In particular, they always regarded this “mortal cultivating immortality” story as a real fact, a fact that really happened in the world, so they were more involved.

To make it easier for these people to understand, Cheng Lin deliberately made a lot of changes in the background of the story to make it easier to understand.

This is why he chose the book “Mortal Cultivation”.

Urban, sci-fi, two-dimensional… etc. don’t need to think about it, even if you tell it, these villagers can’t understand it at all.

Cheng Lin can only choose some stories with ancient backgrounds and put them on his fictional lord background.

Conceptually replace the fairy and the dragon that masters magic, so that they can understand and feel that it is a country completely different from where they are.

The writing of online stories is full of appeal. For this group of “Little White” in the age of giant dragons, the lethality is extremely great, and Cheng Lin has no doubt that they can listen all night.

“Okay, okay, don’t make any noise, you don’t want to rest, but Mr. Ezreal has to rest, all get up, clean up the yard, and then go back to sleep!”

In the noise, the most prestigious village chief stood up and said.

The villagers closed their mouths and started to stand up slowly, but they were still obviously reluctant to leave.

Even Lai looked dissatisfied.

Cheng Lin could only clear his cough when he saw it, and said:

“It’s too late today. Everyone will go back and rest first. In the next few days, I may have to talk here for a while. If I want to hear, I will tell you later.”

“Really?”

“That’s great!”

The villagers were finally satisfied when they heard the words, and diligently cleaned up the yard, picked up all the bamboo sticks and everything, and then left together.

When the people left, Cheng Lin found out that Lai had already ordered the stove in the house and laid the soil kang, and the “Dagua” jumped up skillfully.

“Mr. Ezreal…”

“You go to bed first, I still need to cultivate for a while.”

Cheng Lin explained with a smile.

Through Han Li’s story, the villagers have understood the meaning of the unfamiliar word “cultivation”, and they know that Cheng Lin is also a “cultivator”.

Hearing that he was about to cultivate, Lai naturally did not dare to disturb, nodded, and went back to sleep.

Cheng Lin was left sitting in the dilapidated small courtyard alone, looking at the suddenly cold world, taking a deep breath, and looking up at the starry sky.

A thin cloud covered the moon, but could not cover the stars. Although hundreds of millions of years had passed, the starry sky remained largely unchanged.

Even if some Stars were extinguished during this long period of time, Cheng Lin would not be able to see it.

“Compared to the life span of Star, human life is indeed too short.”

Unable to sigh in his heart, Cheng Lin couldn’t help but remember the story he had just told, and then a little leisurely fascination grew in his heart. After the revival of Spiritual Qi, the seemingly out-of-reach stories suddenly became no longer so elusive.

“What is the ultimate of cultivation? Maybe, I won’t get the answer in my whole life.”

Shaking his head, putting aside these emotions, Cheng Lin meditated in Lotus Position, condensing Mental Energy into a bunch, turning on “synthesis” and spreading to the “Udon City” in the dark night.

After the first mission was released, there was no more movement in the deduction program.

Cheng Lin didn’t know what the next plot was, but he guessed that the probability is related to this city.

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It is quite far away from the small mountain village where Cheng Lin is located.

On an open plain, stood a city.

It was a male city far larger than Udon City, but the difference was that it was not built on flat ground, but on a huge mountain.

That is a mountain thousands of meters above sea level.

The cities built by the dragon servants are densely distributed from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, but the higher the place, the fewer the buildings, but the larger the scale.

The top of this mountain is flat.

On this flat section like a knife, stands an extremely majestic Great Hall.

Just a pillar is hundreds of meters long.

The shape of the palace is strange, with a spiral top end, straight into the sky, spewing out multicolored brilliance, flickering and dimming, if there is life.

In this silent night, it seems to have been standing for thousands of years.

suddenly.

A ray of fire appeared out of thin air in the dark stars. The fire easily broke through the dragon magic barrier. It was in full bloom at the main entrance of the Great Hall. In this scarlet and hot flame, a huge head was covered with crimson phosphorus. Jia’s dragon gradually appeared.

With heavy steps, it quickly walked into the middle of the Great Hall.

In this extremely empty and magnificent space, there is a bronze table with a length of hundreds of meters.

And beside the table, there is a powerful, deep shadow.

“Adelaide! Have you found a solution?”

The fiery red dragon opened his mouth and asked the ghostly shadow.

Every time he spit out a syllable, a ray of flame shook off his huge body.

The figure standing on the edge of the magnificent long bronze table did not immediately answer, but instead asked, “Where is Aldington? Didn’t come over?”

The fiery red dragon roared, and two scarlet flames spewed out from between his mouth and nose:

“When will it care about this kind of thing?”

“Right.”

The figure beside the long bronze table seemed to smile, and immediately before the flame dragon was about to furious, he said, “I haven’t found a solution, but I accidentally got a little enlightenment from the unpredictable fate.”

“What revelation?”

Great Hall fell silent.

The figure standing by the long bronze table finally turned around, and a finger claw covered with dark gray phosphorous armor protruded from the boundless shadow.

Suddenly, the surging amount of magic power emerged.

In the colorful light, a piece of sheepskin rolls slowly fell and unfolded like withered autumn leaves.

And on this scroll is a lifelike portrait:

It was a peculiar-looking “dragon servant” who looked like a “freak” with a gentle, confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, in the Great Hall, an indisputable voice echoed, or it was a command:

“find him!”

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