The Most Random System-Chapter 688 - 358: There Has Never Been a User Manual for Lin Li

The fierce internal battle between the two great human cultivators really wiped out the Dao.

Anyway, Lin Li's Dao of Sound suffered an unprecedented wipeout.

— It was so hard not to laugh.

Your mom.

Were these two great ones in the same mental state a hundred years ago?

Is this really normal?

At that time, they didn't even start fighting each other first but killed and suppressed those powerful demons.

Lin Li thought... the Demon Race was really just small fry.

To be honest, Lin Li initially thought this Sword Cultivator was the cold type like Zuo You, but now he looks a bit like that scoundrel A-Liang, his face really seems to have followed the wrong person.

However, Lin Li thought about it and figured it might be due to a hundred years of loneliness.

After all, time is a bao wei farting knife.

Friends who have experienced not finding peace within a hundred years after death know well that it's unbearable for ordinary people.

Friends who haven't experienced it can loop the song "On that Lonely Lonely Day~," same effect, not to mention a century, lasting a day is impressive.

The monumental battle worthy of being recorded in history finally drew to a close.

Even though Deng Wen admitted defeat, he still had a firm mouth. He chose to actively throw back the phone and the borrowed hand to Shanqing Daoist, standing with hands behind his back, saying lightly:

"We Sword Cultivators live a life of integrity, how could we stoop to occupation, returning it to you."

Shanqing Daoist, satisfied, stroked his beard and chuckled lightly, but then gave Deng Wen a way out, unlocking the screen password and throwing the phone back:

"Just joking, what's our relationship, when we die, we're intertwined, right?

Can't even tell the corpses apart, why be so particular about something like a phone, use it freely, use it freely~"

But Deng Wen didn't take the phone immediately, letting it float in the air while his figure vanished from Lin Li and Shanqing Daoist's sight in the next moment, destination unknown.

"At such an age, still so thin-skinned?" Shanqing Daoist exclaimed in surprise.

However, soon Deng Wen's figure reappeared in front of the two.

But this time, surrounding him were dozens of floating "Cyan Sky Flowers" — the ones Lin Li had seen on the edge of Inverted Mountain, which emitted sharp Sword Qi when approached.

Back then, Shanqing Daoist said if he picked them, it would ruin the sword intent on them, so he didn't give them to Lin Li.

"Lin Li, store these in your Storage Ring, I've already suppressed their sword intent, they won't harm you or your belongings."

"This is how you unlock the suppression."

"This flower can refine your sword intent and thunder body, although your cultivation is insufficient, there will be times you'll use them in the future. The leaves can be used as a one-time attack magic treasure, with your current strength, plus the Sword Technique I taught you, you can drive them to about seventy or eighty percent of their potential.

But the power is still remarkable, in your world without cultivators, this thing could be considered a weapon of destruction."

Deng Wen waved his arm, and as he introduced, the "Cyan Sky Flower" automatically dismantled into "flowers" and "leaves," floating toward Lin Li.

Upon closer look, they were indeed as ordinary as common flowers and leaves, touching them only felt cold, without the sword humming and sword intent from the first encounter.

"Thank you, Senior."

The elder's gift was not to be rejected. When Lin Li was young, rejecting the elders' red envelopes with his left hand, he would always pull open his pocket with his right hand as a signal to put them directly in, so Lin Li accepted them into his "Qiankun Ring," expressing his gratitude.

"No need," Deng Wen waved his hand, "Consider it a slight return for you being willing to bring me a phone and computer."

"Next, if you're interested, I can pass on my lifetime's learning to you, also finding a successor for my self-created sword techniques, lest they end with me."

Lin Li suddenly understood.

Deng Wen was still too eager to progress.

That moment, his eyes were filled with longing for owning a phone himself, specially giving Lin Li the "Cyan Sky Flowers" as a 'reminder' out of fear he'd forget.

Lin Li saw a shadow of himself in Deng Wen.

— When he was young and hadn't owned a phone, wasn't he the same? Time really flies.

Deng Wen: "(;☉_☉)?"

Illusion, was it?

Why did he read "kindness," "reminiscence," and "care" in Lin Li's eyes?

Is this the look an aspirant cultivator should have towards a tribulation-transcending Sword Cultivator like himself?

Though he's already dead, as the saying goes, a skinny deceased camel is still bigger than a live horse.

Probably all brought astray by that shameless Shanqing, the old guy.

"Still gotta thank him, Senior Deng, whether it's for granting the priceless treasure or the willingness to pass on the Sword Dao, it's much benefit to me, this kindness shall be remembered."

A strong cultivator being courteous doesn't mean a weak one should be impolite, so Lin Li expressed his gratitude again.

"He just wants a phone," Shanqing Daoist initially undercut, but then nodded to Lin Li: "But can't deny, in terms of slaughter, Sword Cultivators are unmatched in the same realm, even for me, facing the pinnacle Great Sword Immortals among us, I'd avoid their edge."

"Lin Li, don't you have a 'Basic Sword Technique'? Let Deng Wen take a look at it, he can help you supplement the follow-up content, then you can confidently use your 'Invisible Sword' later, following his teachings."

Lin Li looked at Deng Wen upon hearing this, with an inquisitive gaze, and Deng Wen immediately gave a warm smile and nodded.

Taking over the "Basic Sword Technique," sure enough, it wasn't long before Deng Wen, like Shanqing Daoist once, marveled at the wonder of the Cultivation Technique.