The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Seeing the people walking towards him, He Lin's heart suddenly became certain, his divine power turned into a clear breeze, and he passed by.

The battle that year destroyed the enchantment of this planet, caused the aura to leak, natural disasters came to the world, and countless cultivators fell due to the imbalance of power in their bodies. Although the enchantment has been repaired, this planet has also experienced a period of aura exhaustion that lasted for thousands of years. And to repair the enchantment, he used 33 vertebrae.

If he retrieves the divine bone, he will return to the body of a demigod, break away from the mortal realm, and travel the universe, but this world will inevitably fall apart and fall into chaos again; if he does not retrieve the divine bone, he can only act as an ordinary practitioner. From the beginning, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, he re-entered the God Realm.

In the past, how could he care about the survival of a planet?

But now, he hesitated.

Once the world collapses, this person may no longer be able to practice, and his previous efforts will be in vain. Then he will slowly become a mortal, wiping out sentient beings, experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death in endless reincarnation.

He Lin stared at him deeply, Qing Song Haoyue, Yi Jing Chuo Yue, had more potential to become a **** than the gods he had ever seen. He couldn't imagine that this man was as old and old as a mortal, and his appearance was gone.

He wants to keep this person, let this person stay with him forever.

"What's the matter?" An Xian asked.

"Just did a multiple-choice question." He Lin said indifferently.

"What multiple-choice question?"

"Choose to destroy the world or save the common people."

"...How did you choose?"

"I choose to be a pacifist."

An Xian looked at his blood-stained calf and the scorched earth not far away, and said nothing about the authenticity of this sentence.

"Huahua." He Lin leaned over and hugged Anxian's waist, "You must support me well in the future, or I will destroy the world."

Anxiously: "Aren't you going to be a pacifist?"

"Then it depends on how you raise it. If you don't raise it well, I'm sure about the newspaper." He Lin flashed a touch of determination. This person was acquired by him with a **** bone and tens of thousands of years of practice, and he would never let go.

In the future, he will go hand in hand with him, practice the right way, and reach the top hand in hand. Whether it is a hundred years, a thousand years or ten thousand years.

An Xian smiled slightly: "You are still very well raised, I will definitely raise you well."

The happiness in He Lin's heart exploded, and he generously handed his bones to her: "For you." A loyal dog like a tribute.

An Xian took the ulna, did not ask more, and directly put it into the storage ring.

If the guess is correct, He Lin should be the master of the **** bone, a fallen righteous god. He was willing to give her the bones of God, obviously out of trust in himself, and in return, she would treat it sincerely.

The righteous **** with the godhead will not really die out. After He Lin's fall, the **** bones are used to repair the broken planet, and the soul falls into infinite reincarnation, never being able to restore the memory. But An Xian's appearance broke the restriction. She used the Phoenix Essence to help him rebirth from the ashes, detach from the cycle of reincarnation, and gathered a few divine bones, allowing him to gradually restore the memory of being a righteous god.

He Lin, a righteous god, has a surly personality, unscrupulous, tyrannical strength, and extraordinary talent. Although he cultivates the right way, he acts like a demon, and is called the "devil god" by the gods.

An Xian didn't know what dangerous creature she released. Fortunately, this dangerous creature was domesticated by her.

"Who was here just now?" Back to the small building, An Xian asked about this.

"People from the Longevity Club." He Lin followed An Xian to the kitchen and stuck her back like a gummy candy.

An Xian smelled the **** smell on his body, frowned, and said, "Don't stick to me, go and wash."

"Let's go together." He Lin whispered in her ear, "You have blood on your body, too."

An Xian looked down and saw that there were blood stains and a lot of dirt on the trouser legs.

"Let's go, go take a bath." An Xian tore He Lin from her body, turned and walked upstairs.

He Lin followed behind, thinking that she could have a bath with Huahua, but when she saw her closing the door in front of her, she realized that she thought too much.

The next day, Changshenghui sent someone to investigate the situation again. The strength was a bit stronger than He Weizhen, but unfortunately he was still not He Lin's opponent and was beaten away by him in twos or twos. He said he would be a pacifist, so he didn't kill him.

However, He Lin's strength also completely shocked the Changshenghui people, who thought they were powerful, were so vulnerable in front of real masters. With their hearts being severely impacted, they chose to gather their forces and act in a low-key manner. All the connections and careers related to Jingming's psychological organization were abandoned by them.

While various forces are fighting endlessly, the traceability faction established in the name of cultivating flowers and trees has also received widespread attention, and the number of applicants to join the traceability faction is increasing every day. But there is no one that has passed.

Because joining the traceability faction requires assessment, and the assessment is extremely difficult.

There are three main assessment items: one, mental health test; two, three months of internship in the Tracing Mental Hospital; three, cultivation of five kinds of flowers.

At first glance, there seems to be no problem. The first psychological test is used by many companies in recruiting people. Internship in a psychiatric hospital for 3 months may be to familiarize yourself with the environment. Cultivating flowers, isn’t the tracing school just an organization that specializes in cultivating flowers and trees? This requirement is normal.

However, it turns out that everyone is thinking too simple.

The psychological test alone has eliminated 90%. The reason is very simple. The test questions are made by neuroses who are traceable. They are assessed on the test platform of the lunatic hall [Fool Edition]. There are a total of 300 sets (continuously updated). Choose one of the answers and you can complete the questions. Only 50% of the people, half of these 50% really have psychological problems, and the other half are about to have psychological problems.

After passing the psychological test madly, there is an internship immediately. Don't think that an internship in a mental hospital is just washing dishes and planting flowers. The examiner must accompany the patient Sa Huan to accompany the patient epilepsy, accompany the patient to heaven and accompany the patient to play. The so-called near idiots, near crazy demons, after they are fully adapted, they will become patients.

If the first two tests are completed, the last one is the easiest. The flowers that the examiner needs to cultivate are plants specially selected by Anxian with the attributes of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, soil, and are mainly used to test the spiritual roots of the examiner. As long as one of the flowers is allowed to bloom, it will be passed. If all five are raised, Then I can only say goodbye regrettably.

But so far, no one has passed the first two tests. It's not that Anxian doesn't want to recruit disciples normally, but that he has just started, with an unstable foundation, insufficient manpower, and no conditions for training a large number of disciples. Therefore, letting patients help check is also a last resort. The poor friends who participated in the assessment are going crazy.

Isn’t the Tracing School an organization that cultivates flowers and trees? They just want to come in and plant flowers, refining medicine, and kneel nearby to lick the leader! Why is the assessment so abnormal? ! Can you still play happily!

However, such a perverted assessment still did not scare off the young partners with amazing perseverance. They repeatedly challenged and were not discouraged. Finally, someone successfully completed the assessment and became a preliminary disciple of the Tracing School. The sour sense of accomplishment is really unspeakable, as if the whole person has been sublimated.

Later, this person made headlines on the entertainment page and was watched by people all over the world. Able to stand out from tens of thousands of perverts, the cliff is the super pervert among the perverts.

What An Xian did not expect was that the disciples selected by this method were not only capable, high IQ, thick-skinned, thick-skinned, good psychological quality, but also had perseverance and perseverance. In the future practice process, even the heart demon would be backlashed. No more.

Later at this time.

An Xian came to the mental hospital and walked straight to the ward where Xiaoyu was. The abnormal movement of the divine bone that day caused great damage to Xiao Yu's eyes, and the surging divine power almost shattered her eyeballs.

Looking at the girl lying on the bed, An Xian said to Feituo next to her: "She has an unusual tear bone in her left eye. It is best to take it out to avoid similar situations next time."

"You mean my sister was injured because of that tear bone?" Feituo asked quickly.

Anxian nodded.

"What's so special about that tearbone?" Feituo immediately thought of another thing, and said with an ugly face, "Isn't it because of my sister's blindness?"

An Xian roughly explained: "The tear bone contains some special energy, which can strengthen the body, but if the energy bursts out suddenly, it will also cause damage to the body tissues. Xiaoyu cannot fully absorb this energy and continue to keep it in the body. It may be dangerous."

Fractalist pondered for a moment and asked, "If it is taken out, will it affect my sister?"

"I will be weak for a while, and I may not be able to absorb this energy in the future." An Xian looked at Fractalist, "Do you agree to this operation?"

Fractalist didn't reply, the person on the bed spoke first: "Leader, please do the operation for me."

Feituo sternly said: "My sister means what I mean, trouble the leader."

An Xian nodded and immediately notified Ji Jingze to arrange the operation.

The process of removing the lacrimal bone was very smooth. An Xian performed the knife himself, with the assistance of the spell, and completed it in just half an hour.

A tear bone the size of a fingernail lay in the tray, and An Xian planned to wait for Xiao Yu to wake up before making plans. She originally intended to leave the tear bone to Xiao Yu, but this tear bone belongs to He Lin, and she would like to ask He Lin for his opinion.

An Xian held the computer and sat beside the hospital bed, quietly scanning the web pages. At this moment, there was a slight noise from the bed. She turned her head and saw that Xiao Yuyou had regained consciousness. She raised her arm weakly, as if she wanted to touch her eyes.

"Don't move, just after the operation, the wound has not healed." An Xian got up and raised the bed a little, then poured a glass of warm water, helping Xiaoyu to feed her carefully.

The two were very close, as if they were kissing from the doorway.

When He Lin came in, what he saw was this picture. An unnamed fire burst into his heart, his eyes churned, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Xiao Yu only felt a chill in her back, and her body shuddered uncontrollably.

An Xian furrowed her brows, used her spiritual power to protect Xiao Yu, and then turned her head to look at He Lin who appeared behind her at some unknown time: "What's the matter with you?"

He Lin sullen his face, put his hands on her waist without saying a word, staring coldly at Xiao Yu on the bed.

Anxian put down the water cup, said a few words to soothe Xiao, and then took He Lin out of the ward.

"Let's talk, what's the matter?" An Xian wondered if he was getting angry.

"Did you kiss her?" Thinking of the scene he saw just now, He Lin felt like he was going to explode.

"Who kisses?" An Xian didn't know why, "You speak Xiaoyu?"

He Lin stared at her without speaking.

"I was just feeding her water." An Xian didn't like the way he looked at her at the moment.

"Doesn't she have a brother? Need you to take care of it?"

An Xian didn't intend to cooperate with this guy's unreasonable troubles, and took out a small glass bottle from the storage ring. The bottle was filled with the tear bone taken out from the side of Xiao Yu's eyes.

"This tear bone, do you want it?"

Looking at the white fingers on the glass bottle, He Lin said indifferently: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

Skulls, torso bones, limb bones... for you, for you, all for you.

"Well, I plan to leave it to Xiaoyu..."

Before An Xian finished speaking, He Lin grabbed the glass bottle in his hand and spit out four words coldly: "Don't even think about it."

He even wanted to give his bones to someone else! Can his bones be given away casually?

"Since you don't want to..." An Xian didn't insist either.

"Pop!" The glass bottle in He Lin's hand shattered at the sound, the fragments were scattered all over the place, and the tear bone was suspended in his palm.

"Huahua." He Lin's eyes were dark, "These bones, not everyone is qualified to have them."

He raised An Xian's hand and gently placed the tear bone in her hand.

Huahua belongs to him, so all his things can be given to him. But others do not have this honor.

An Xian looked at the tearbones in his hand, and said calmly: "I know, I will take care of it."

Put it into the storage ring again, An Xian raised her head and looked at He Lin: "Isn't hungry, do you want me to make some good food for you?"

"Yes." He Lin replied quickly.

"What to eat?"

"Everything is good."

An Xian reported a bunch of dish names, and within three seconds, He Lin's mood changed from overcast to clear.

Back at Siyou Mountain in the evening, He Lin was fed comfortably, lying on the sofa, lazily watching the leisure who was packing up the dishes, his scorching eyes lingered on him.

At this time, the Lion Guard walked in from outside and rubbed his restful leg.

He Lin narrowed his eyes sharply.

Then I saw Chi Long flying over, intimately laying on her waist, drawing a slender waistline.

There was a fire in He Lin's eyes, he jumped up, came behind An Xian, took away the Chilong from his waist, and threw it out of the window with force.

An Xian: "...what are you doing?"

He Lin: "Get in the way."

Said Chilong was in the way, but replaced it with his own arm.

"You are more in the way." An Xian patted the hand on his waist, feeling that He Lin has become more and more clingy recently, and hugs at every turn. How did this bad habit develop?

He Lin was justified: "You said you want to raise me, and you want to raise it well."

"It has no logical relationship with whether you are in the way or not."

"Why not? You think I'm getting in the way, obviously because I'm not good enough!"

An Xian: You are so reasonable, but I was speechless.

"So," He Lin clung again, with a serious expression, "I will be really good when you think I'm good at everything."

An Xian: ...what seems to be wrong?