Amid the screams, the guy leading the way looked down and saw that a huge gap had appeared between his chest and abdomen. It was as if something had torn it open with great force, tearing his chest and abdomen apart.

The two halves were directly torn apart, leaving only the neck above still connected.

The scream only rang for a moment before it suddenly stopped due to lack of breath supply. At the same time, the guy's life also stopped. Until his death, he didn't know what hit him or how he became like this.

Yang Chen, who had been watching from a distance, could see it clearly. The scene just now really shocked Yang Chen, but then he realized it.

The one who took action was the fool who he thought was not the real master. The moment the guy from the Alchemy Sect showed a little hostility towards the fool, the figure of the fool who looked like he was only in the Nascent Soul stage suddenly rose up, with lightning speed.

The body passed directly through the body of the disciple of the Alchemy Sect. The huge wounds on the body of the disciple of the Alchemy Sect were simply torn apart by a fool.

Now Yang Chen is completely sure that this fool is the Lin Zhengyuan he is looking for. At that moment, he fought back against the hostile people and cleanly tore apart a human immortal monk with his bare hands. Except for Lin Zhengyuan who was sent to the spirit world,

Yang Chen couldn't think of anyone else.

To be honest, seeing Lin Zhengyuan's skills, Yang Chen had a feeling in his heart that even if he didn't need to take care of him in every possible way, Lin Zhengyuan would probably be safe and sound during the evil tribulation in the spiritual world.

Lin Zhengyuan, who had killed the disciples of the Alchemy Sect, returned to his original position and sat down, staring blankly at the sky again. Yang Chen took a look and saw that there was nothing else in the sky except a few clouds that kept changing, but Lin Zhengyuan

But he seemed to enjoy watching it and didn't feel bored at all.

At this moment, Yang Chen suddenly felt a little envious of Lin Zhengyuan. Others thought that Lin Zhengyuan was pitiful when he lost his mind, but Yang Chen envied his carefree state of mind. Unfortunately, Yang Chen had too many worries in his heart.

Even if he is like Lin Zhengyuan, he can't do it.

Lin Zhengyuan stared blankly at the sky, maintaining his original posture for another day, basically not moving. He looked at the clouds and sky during the day and the stars at night, as if there were some profound secrets in the sky waiting for him to study.

There are many aborigines here, and they don't seem to be surprised at all that there is a monk's body not far from Lin Zhengyuan. They all come forward busily. Some do things, some take things, and they bury the body.

The Qiankun Bag was naturally divided up. All of this happened not far from Lin Zhengyuan, but he didn't seem to see it.

Yang Chen did not directly approach Lin Zhengyuan, but followed several aborigines back to their homes. Then he showed up to ask.

For a monk, even a monk in the foundation-building stage, this aboriginal family still maintains enough respect. They completely ignore Yang Chen's current cultivation level, and have all the respect they should have, so that Yang Chen can't find anything wrong.

.Compared to this aboriginal family, those disciples of the Alchemy Sect are simply blind men with eyes.

"The immortal is asking Dasha!" When Yang Chen asked about Lin Zhengyuan, the head of the household immediately replied: "We don't know where he came from. He has been here for several years and he has always looked like that. As long as you don't mess with him.

, he won’t pay attention to others, and we have become accustomed to it over the years.”

"What does he like?" Yang Chen asked again, hoping that this aborigine could give him some answers.

"I don't know!" To Yang Chen's surprise, the head of the aboriginal household shook his head directly: "We have never talked, so we don't know what he likes. Anyway, he doesn't interfere with everyone's business, and no one pays attention to him. It turns out that someone wanted to bully him.

He... ended up being killed by him. Later, people became afraid and no one dared to talk to him."

After some questioning, they all basically said the same thing. Lin Zhengyuan just stared at the sky stupidly here, never doing anything else, and people didn't dare to provoke him, so he has maintained this state until now.

The method of trying to find out how to communicate with Lin Zhengyuan from the aborigines has failed. Yang Chen can only think of other ways.

After thinking carefully for two days, Yang Chen suddenly realized that Lin Zhengyuan seemed to only react to hostility. In this case, it would not be too difficult to get in touch with him.

Yang Chen is not fundamentally hostile to Lin Zhengyuan, so he has no worries in this regard. Even if Lin Zhengyuan has the cultivation level of Jinxian or Da Luo Jinxian, he can judge the hidden hostility, but for Yang Chen,

For people who are not hostile at all, there is no need to worry about safety issues.

Lin Zhengyuan was still looking at the sky blankly, and suddenly an alluring fragrance floated next to him. Lin Zhengyuan instinctively sniffed, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Want to eat?" A gentle voice sounded beside him, and then a plate full of tempting food was delivered to him: "Take a few bites and try it!"

If you are a normal person, you must see who the other person is, whether you should give in or not, and be polite to acquaintances before saying thank you before eating. But for a simple-minded guy like Lin Zhengyuan, there is no such complicated step at all.

He had already keenly sensed that the people around him had no ill intentions towards him, and just wanted him to eat something. He didn't know how many years he had not eaten, how could he withstand such temptation, and directly stretched out his hand from the plate?

He took the largest piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth hungrily, and started chewing it.

"Eat slowly, there is still a lot." Yang Chen advised, but handed over a cup of fragrant Yulong brew with his other hand: "Drink some wine, and let's eat together."

While they were talking, there was a table between the two of them, and a dozen delicacies that had been rushed over to cook were placed on it.

Lin Zhengyuan didn't say anything. After taking a big sip, he just reached out and grabbed things from each plate and stuffed them into his mouth. Gongsun Ling appeared, gave Yang Chen an angry look, and then carved a pair of jade-toothed elephant tusks.

He placed his tooth-shaped chopsticks next to Lin Zhengyuan and comforted him with gentle words: "Slow down and use chopsticks."

In Yang Chen's stunned eyes, Lin Zhengyuan put down the dishes in his hands, and Gongsun Ling wiped his hands like an idiot, then picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up the dishes on the table.

The meal was so delicious that it could almost be compared to the time when Fatty Jing was raking in delicious food. After eating, Lin Zhengyuan let out a big burp without any image, and then touched his belly with a satisfied look on his face.
Chapter completed!