The whole class transmigrates to cultivate immortality, and I return with a sacred weapon.

"Oh no, the big willow tree is probably going to kill someone."

Chen Miaomiao made a face.

For these awakened plants and animals, killing and not killing are fundamentally different.

In most people's eyes, if you remain kind, there may still be room for coexistence, but if a tree demon kills someone, then even if you are forced to, you will probably die.

The big willow tree will definitely be cleared away.

Chen Lin slowly began to speak, "Among all the races of beings, I have seen many demons. They are not like the people who believe they kill and eat people. On the contrary, many demons are even kinder and more innocent than humans."

"Even if this big willow tree were to kill someone passively, it would still be treated as a malevolent monster and eliminated."

Zhou Rui said indignantly, "These people are just asking for trouble. They didn't do anything to provoke them."

As the group was marveling at the scene, the live stream suddenly started shaking violently, and then all they could see was a view of the sky.

It's clear that the streamer was broadcasting on their phone, and then the phone fell.

A scream came from the phone.

Everyone thought the three were doomed, but they only saw a figure float across the screen.

After a while, the streamer actually came over and picked up the phone.

"Brothers, I'm still alive, hahaha..."

"What willow tree demon? I'd call it a god."

Aside from some wrinkles in his clothes, the young anchor had no injuries whatsoever.

He explained that he thought he was going to die, but he was just thrown out and now he only feels a little pain in his butt.

"This big willow tree really does seem a bit different."

Xu Chumeng came closer.

Chen Miaomiao also became happy, "I knew it! Apart from being a little crazy when it first awakened, it has been very quiet these past two days. How could it suddenly kill someone?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she became disappointed.

Because the life or death of the big willow tree is not something that ordinary people can decide with a few words.

"Alright, these things are none of our concern."

Chen Lin said, then got up and walked towards the door.

The other three hurriedly followed.

They made their way to the living room on the first floor.

"Mengmeng, you young people should have things to talk about. Are you getting along well?"

Xu Fucang looked over and asked.

Xu Chumeng replied with a smile, "It's alright, Dad. Have you finished talking with Uncle Chen and the others?"

"They were having a great chat, but it's getting late, so we shouldn't disturb them any longer."

Xu Fucang stood up and smiled and nodded at Chen Lin and the others.

Everything was so natural and casual, yet very measured.

But Chen Lin could tell that Xu Fucang had probably experienced too many such scenes, and these behaviors and expressions had become habits.

You couldn't tell the truth from his face.

Chen Wenyuan immediately stood up. "Xiao Lin, see your Uncle Chen and the others off."

Chen Lin responded and then saw them to the door before returning.

He had just returned to the living room when he saw his younger sister staring at him. "Brother, who is this Zhou Rui? He looks like a greenhorn."

Chen Lin glared at her. "Don't talk nonsense. Zhou Rui is actually twenty years old, several years older than you."

Chen Miaomiao was unconvinced. "But he seems so immature, like he's younger than me. And that's not right, he calls you 'brother'."

Chen Lin shrugged. "Is it my fault? He just insisted on calling me that."

"By the way, bro, you shouldn't be eighteen, you're two hundred and eighteen, grandpa hahaha..."

After saying that, Chen Miaomiao turned and ran away.

She thought she could escape with her own strength, but the next second her brother appeared in front of her.

"oops……"

Chen Miaomiao cried out in pain and covered her forehead, only to be given a sharp rap on the head by Chen Lin.

"Mom and Dad, look at my brother..."

She immediately sought outside help.

Unfortunately, the two referees completely ignored the siblings' antics.

"Mom and Dad, how's the digestion of that spiritual liquid going?"

Chen Lin asked.

"It's all gone now. My sea of ​​suffering is now as big as a washbasin."

Chen Wenyuan said, his voice trembling with excitement.

As he cultivated, he discovered that the physical damage he had sustained over the years had gradually been repaired, and his physical strength had returned to that of his youth.

Today, his wife told him that most of the gray hair on his head had disappeared.

This is not just a matter of increasing strength.

Gao Yuqin smiled and said, "Thanks to Xiao Lin, I feel several years younger."

Chen Lin said, "Mom and Dad, you should cultivate more. The Sea of ​​Bitterness is just the beginning. Once you reach the Dao Palace Secret Realm, you can live for at least two hundred years."

"Then we're still considered teenagers?" Chen Wenyuan exclaimed in shock.

Chen Lin laughed and said, "You can't calculate it that way. You can cultivate whenever you have time. Once the Sea of ​​Bitterness stabilizes, you won't have to work so hard and can enjoy life."

"Brother, what about me? What about me? My misery is bigger than our neighborhood right now."

Chen Miaomiao was also eager to take credit.

Chen Lin looked at her and couldn't help but smile. "Miaomiao, when you've cultivated your way through the Bitter Sea to the size of Ningjiang City, I'll find you a magic weapon."

"When you reach the pinnacle of your cultivation in the Sea of ​​Suffering, I'll find a way to get you a natal weapon."

Just as Chen Miaomiao was about to cheer, she suddenly remembered something.

"Brother, you said that if you cultivate to the extreme of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, extraordinary phenomena might appear. If I can cultivate and produce these phenomena, what reward will you give me?"

Chen Lin pondered for a moment upon hearing this and said, "I'll tell you when you arrive. I'll arrange a flying magic weapon for you then."

"Then it's a deal, brother, you can't lie to me."

Chen Miaomiao came over with a grin.

"When have I ever lied to you? Focus on your cultivation. Mom and Dad are getting old, and their talent for cultivation is just average. You're different. If you dare to slack off, I won't give you any benefits in the future."

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely work hard at my cultivation."

Chen Miaomiao raised her hand as if to swear an oath.

Chen Lin walked towards the kitchen: "I'll cook dinner."

His parents were a little surprised that he had learned to cook, but they were relieved when they thought about how he had been in another world for two hundred years.

Soon, several exquisite dishes were served.

Moreover, everyone has a cup of honey water, which is full of spiritual energy and very tempting.

"What is this?"

Chen Miaomiao curiously picked up the water glass to examine it.

"This is some honey I found during my last mission. It's full of spiritual energy, just enough for your cultivation next time."

After the family finished dinner, Chen went to give Da Jin a few words of advice.

The main purpose is to prevent it from going out of the city and running into other cultivators.

However, Dajin said it was very comfortable here and didn't really want to go out.

Just as Chen Lin was about to go to sleep, he heard his phone constantly beeping with message notifications.

He has set a do-not-disturb mode, but he can still receive notifications only when someone messages him privately or mentions him in a group chat.

When he opened his phone, he saw that it was indeed a classmate from the cultivators' chat group tagging him.

Zhao Minghui: [@Chen Lin, are there still any Black Hawks left? I want one too.]

Ren Ke: [Want +1]

Xu Mingyuan: [Want +1]

+1

……

Behind them are neat rows of +1 repeaters.

Chen Lin thought for a moment and replied: [One and a half million each, limited to five per customer]

This price isn't expensive for these students.

Zhou Rui had talked to him before, and the most basic cultivation techniques were selling for around ten million.

This technique was passed down from Ningjiang, and no one knows for the time being who produced it.

The higher-ups might be able to find out, but there's no need.

Because they don't lack such low-level techniques.

Da Jin had said that each pair of black eagles could produce two offspring each year. Chen Lin wanted to buy more, but then he thought that he couldn't let Da Jin's clan's lineage be cut off because of this.

So five are enough.