Wood Type Only Has Support? I Will Directly Transform Into A Buddha!

At night, Lin Cang practiced in his room.

His room was different. There was no bed, and a two-meter-square black boulder was placed in place of the bed.

Lin Cang just sat cross-legged on the boulder, drinking a drop of spiritual liquid every once in a while, and then repeated it again after his body completely absorbed it.

He spent the whole night like this, and when it was almost dawn, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Soon."

Every day, the Origin Stone would produce a ball of khaki air to strengthen his body, making Lin Cang's physique stronger day by day.

After waiting for another five minutes, the source stone indeed produced this mysterious air flow, and Lin Cang immediately absorbed it like crazy.

After about two minutes, he felt that his body couldn't hold any more, so he immediately went to Lily's room to wake her up.

"What are you doing?" Little Loli, wearing a pink bear pajamas, rubbed her eyes and asked dissatisfied.

Lin Cang knew that she liked to stay in bed, and he didn't have the patience to wait for her to move slowly. He directly took the little Loli's clothes from the back of her neck and took her to his room.

Soon Lily's scream of relief came out as she absorbed the mysterious air flow, and there was a lot of movement.

In the next room, Xiao Yin saw all this from behind the crack of the door, and a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face.

It turned around and sat back on the bed. There was also a seven or eight-year-old boy lying on the bed, exactly what Xiao Hui looked like after his transformation.

"What are you peeking at? Are you so careful?" Xiao Hui also woke up and asked curiously.

Xiao Yin sighed, "Master...well, Xiao Hui, do you know about him and Lily?"

"What's up?"

"Just now, he took Lily to his room." Xiao Yin said.

Xiao Hui knew about the Origin Stone, it had absorbed a lot of it, and he understood it immediately.

"Oh, you said this, I know."

"you know?"

"Of course I know." Xiao Hui yawned and said something in an indifferent tone that shocked Xiao Yin for a whole year.

"Not only do you know, but the master also treats me like this."

"What! He won't even let you go?!" Xiao Yin was shocked.

After hearing this, Xiao Hui frowned and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "What do you mean by not letting go? It's too unpleasant. No other beast can ask for such a good thing."

"But don't be impatient, Xiaoyin. I guess it will be your turn next. The master always insists that a bowl of water be served evenly."

Am I next?

Xiao Yin was confused.

It was shocked by Xiao Hui's words. It subconsciously lowered its head and looked between its legs, and its voice trembled as it spoke.

"But...but I'm a male. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to do this?"

"What kind of male and female?" Xiao Hui turned over in a sleepy state and didn't want to speak anymore. "Did you lose your mind in a fight? I won't tell you anymore."

…

Wen clan is in a different space, in the family meeting hall.

An old man in yellow robes was in charge, and all the senior officials were present, including hundreds of people.

Most of these people are old people, not many middle-aged and young people. They are gathering now for the conference in four days.

The old man in yellow robes at the head of the throne issued orders one by one. Everyone he ordered was respectful and carried out his will seriously.

Those who were not called on were communicating in low voices, and no one in the audience dared to say anything.

Just over half an hour after the conference, an old man in black robe suddenly walked in from outside the door and walked straight towards the old man in yellow robe.

Everyone was surprised when they saw him and asked each other.

"Why is Wen Jiang here too? Haven't they already stopped caring about the clan's affairs for so many years?"

"Yeah, I'm surprised too."

"Ever since Wen Jing was punished by the great elder, their lineage has disappeared and they have lived their own lives behind closed doors. Is there anything important to say today?"

"I don't know. Let's wait and see what happens."

The elders of each branch were confused and all stared at Wen Jiang, who was wearing black robes. The same was true for the old man in yellow robes.

"Wen Jiang, what are you doing here?"

Wen Jiang looks about seventy years old, energetic, has a deep voice, and bows slightly to show respect.

"I'm here to inform the great elder that our lineage will also participate in this year's ancient clan conference."

"Oh?" The old man in yellow robe said in surprise: "You are coming too?"

"Yes, the Great Elder probably won't refuse."

"Of course not." The old man in yellow robe smiled, "It's just that the only suitable candidate of your age is Wen Peng."

"He has just broken through to the fourth level now. If he participates in the conference with such strength, it will probably embarrass our Wen clan."

"After all, the weakest age-appropriate geniuses from other ancient tribes are all at level six, and there are also a few at level seven. The gap between them is too big."

"Well, let's wait until Wen Peng goes to the next conference. By then, his age advantage will be maximized."

"No, just this time." Wen Jiang smiled, "And not only Wen Peng is going to attend the conference, there is also a clan member who will also go."

"What else?" The old man in yellow robe thought for a while and whispered: "Wen Shi is one year older and is no longer qualified."

"Wen Ling is not as big as Wen Peng. You only have these three children in your lineage. Who else is suitable?"

"Lin Cang." Wen Jiang said calmly.

After he said this, the whole conference hall became lively in an instant, and the elders of each branch started discussing with their clansmen.

"Lin Cang? Is that the Blue Star man who single-handedly suppressed a dozen geniuses from our ancient tribe in the newly opened alien space a few days ago?"

"It should be him. This is the only person who dances the most happily in Blue Star recently."

"But he is not qualified to participate in our ancient clan's conference, right? He is a Blue Star person."

"It's not like there's nothing at all...don't forget that his mother is Wen Jing. If you insist, he's half of our blood."

"Even this doesn't look good, does it? The ancient clan conference has been held countless times since its establishment, but there is no precedent for allowing mixed race people to participate."

"It depends on what the great elder wants. It will only work if he agrees."

There were many people in the meeting hall, and the discussion took place for a long time.

The old man in yellow robe looked ugly at the moment.

He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said coldly: "Wen Jiang, what do you mean?"

"That sinner has a low status. How can he represent our clan in the conference? Isn't this a joke?"

"The Great Elder is worrying too much." Wen Jiang said lightly: "Lin Cang's status is not low, no one dares to laugh at him."

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