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The Pig Spirit swam to the other side, but Lin Zheng was unable to reach it. Now that he had quieted down, he felt a wave of nausea, and he squatted down and began to vomit. Lin was feeling the stench of fart in the vomit.

Lin was vomiting three or four times and felt a little better. "The Pig Spirit came to Lin Zheng's side and patted his back." Darling, don't you smell so bad? It's not like I've never smelled it before, you're too exaggerated. "

Scram!" This was the only word that responded to the spirit of the pig. However, Lin Zheng felt another heavy blow on his back as he fell to the ground. At this moment, the fat butt sat back down. With a flash of light, Lin Zheng's fat butt disappeared and the spirit of the pig sat empty. Lin was looking at his chest, which was full of vomit. However, when he saw the spirit of the pig, he also became happy. The vomit that Lin Zheng did not finish sticking to was stuck to the spirit of the pig, and it was definitely not any less than what he stuck to. The Pig Spirit saw Lin Zheng's smile and turned around to look at his butt.

Little Bunny, how dare you plot against me! Let me catch you again and wipe my ass clean with your face!" As he spoke, the spirit of the pig charged towards Lin Zheng once again. Lin Zheng who was watching did not laugh anymore and turned around to run away. A man and a pig were having a good fight. Lin was unable to outrun the spirit of the pig. Soon, he was sent flying by the spirit of the pig. However, Lin Zheng became obedient. When the spirit of the pig sat down, the light disappeared in a flash.

An entire afternoon passed, and the spirit of the pig was covered in sweat. It stopped chasing Lin Zheng, panting heavily. It laid on the ground with its tongue out and tilted its head, looking at Lin Zheng with its slanted eyes.

"Kid, you've become crafty, I can't catch you." Lin was standing not far from the pig, panting with his mouth wide open. He had used too many Form Displacement Transposition this time. He was a little too exhausted.

"You smelly pig's head, once I become stronger I will definitely pull you along as a mount. When there's nothing else to do, fart on your back and blow away your spine with your fart. " He had just been crippled by the pig, so he had thought that the pig would behave like how it was in the past. Unexpectedly, the pig became vengeful, no longer caring for him and instead, thought of a way to deal with him.

"Let's fight again tomorrow!" This old deity will definitely have a way to deal with you. " This was the spirit of the pig before it left. Today, he was completely exhausted. After lying there for a long time, he finally got up and shakily returned to the Pig Immortal Mountain.

The Pig Spirit was a bit unconvinced today. Every time he dealt with its siblings, he would make sure of it. Unexpectedly, Lin Zheng had only succeeded once today, allowing him to run away time and time again. However, it was already out of breath. At this moment, the spirit of the pig had made Lin Zhengcheng its friend. In fact, the pig did not have any intention of harming Lin Zheng. It had long made Lin Zheng a good friend, which made it feel uncomfortable all over. As for Lin Zheng, it was just a prank between friends, so it did not want to be cruel to him.

When the Pig Spirit returned to the Immortal Pig Mountain, the two Pig Demons had already returned. Seeing the Pig Spirit listless, they asked in concern. The spirit of the pig was able to recount what had happened today in a simple manner. The spirit of the pig mother smiled as she gave the spirit of the pig a wok sticker. "You still have the nerve to bully a little kid? Don't you have the nerve?" The spirit of the pig began to grind the spirit of the pig mother to teach it some magic techniques. At first, the mother pig did not agree, but in the end, she was unable to handle the spirit of the pig.

The next day, the spirit pig arrived on time. However, right now, he had a rope tied around his waist. Lin Zheng understood, but he had already made his preparations. He also wanted to use the spirit pig to refine his hand. The Pig Spirit was completely confident this time. It had a spell, and that was the green gas. Now that it had obtained its mother's rope, it felt good. Today, it wanted to make Lin Zheng sit under its butt and properly stink. When old man Shawangpo saw the spirit of the pig come again, he was worried.

"Child, can you beat it? I'd like to see if you can stop tormenting it." The old man didn't know much about cultivation and didn't know much about the rope tied around the boar spirit's waist, but he knew that it was most likely a magical equipment.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm going to use it to refine my hand." Lin Zheng consoled the old man.

Lin Zheng had been very intimate with him for the past few days. When Lin Zheng learned the language here, he told the old man that he would definitely walk the path of a cultivator in this life, and that his purpose in coming here was to cultivate. In a forest, an old man was sitting on a bench, looking at a man and a pig in the forest.

The Pig Spirit grinned evilly at Lin Zheng and chanted an incantation. The rope hanging from its waist slowly floated into the air and the Pig Spirit leaned its body to use its right leg to hook towards Lin Zheng. "Baby, here I come." His left hoof brushed against the rope at his waist, causing it to immediately change. With a flash of green light, the rope turned into a white ribbon, wrapping around Lin Zheng. The white silk was wrapped in empty air, and with a flip, it flew towards the boar spirit. The boar spirit was shocked, this white silk had the ability to recognize enemies on its own, as long as it chanted an incantation, the rope would basically turn into white silk and it would lock onto the target, until it was tied up. "Before it could react, it felt a wave of pain from its butt." Ha ha-ha! "A pig's howl came out," Motherf * cker! "Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain." The spirit of the pig stretched out its right front hooves and rubbed its butt while spinning on the spot. The white silk suddenly lost its power and slowly fell down, turning into a rope.

Lin Zheng, who was behind the pig spirit just now, appeared again. He folded his arms across his chest and tilted his head as he looked at the pig spirit. Surprisingly, there was a sharp wooden stick in his right hand. Lin Xin took advantage of the moment when the spirit of the pig was careless to dash behind the spirit of the pig, and used the sharp wooden stick to ruthlessly poke the spirit of the pig's fat butt. Fortunately, the spirit of the pig was very thick, and its skin was very rough. "Lin Zheng had already come up with a countermeasure. He would first put down the spirit of the pig, using just the right amount of strength. It only pierced the skin and did not injure the inside.

"Brat, you're secretly laughing at me. The pig immortal didn't play with you today." As the pain lessened, the pig spirit ruthlessly spoke while rubbing her buttocks. Suddenly, with a flash of white light, the rope turned into a white silk, flying towards Lin Zheng at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, Lin Zheng was caught by the silk, and as soon as the white silk touched his body, it gave Lin Zheng a tight knot, and then the white silk seemed to stretch endlessly, wrapping around Lin Zheng from head to feet. Lin Zheng was like an Egyptian mummy, only his nostrils could breathe. "Pig Lin waved his left hand, and the other end of the white silk flew towards him." "Return!" The spirit of the pig shook her left hand, and the white silk quickly shortened, causing Lin Zheng to fly into the air towards the spirit of the pig. With a flash of white light, Lin Zheng disappeared along with the white silk from above.

The spirit of the pig smiled. "Brat, you are still running in that direction. You won't be able to escape from my 'Thousand Layers Suo'." The spirit of the pig shook her left hand again, and the white silk quickly shrunk. However, every time it approached the spirit of the pig, Lin Zheng would disappear into thin air along with the white silk. Just like that, two hours passed. The spirit of the pig did not manage to catch Lin Zheng.

"Brat, are you done yet? Aren't you tired from always using that move? If you let me, the pig immortal, sit down on my butt, and let me fart once more, you will also remember my kindness once you become an immortal in the future. " The Pig Spirit panicked. It could not catch Lin Zheng, so it tried to agitate him with its words.

"Alright, Lin is feeling a little weak inside the white silk. Let's agree on the conditions. If you don't want to sit down, then I won't move." Lin Zheng seemed to be very tired, as he panted and said.

"When I think of beauty, when Immortal Pig doesn't sit in your place, my heart is unwilling to accept it." As the spirit pig heard Lin Zheng's panting, it thought, "Even if you don't have any strength, let's see how long you can go on." It chanted its spell again and again with all its might, and the white silk shrunk even faster. However, every time the white silk wrapped around Lin Zheng, the white light would flash and the white silk would appear in another direction, and the white silk would stretch out a lot.

As time went on, Lin Zheng got closer and closer to him every time. In the end, Lin Zheng stopped moving and allowed the spirit of the pig to pull him to his side. Piggy grabbed Lin Zheng's arm. "Brat, you won't be able to escape now, right?" After saying that, he burst into a strange laughter. Lin Zheng was pressed down to the ground, and Lin Zheng did not resist.

The boar spirit grinned. "Enjoy it. I'll entertain you well." As it spoke, it grabbed onto one of Lin Zheng's arms. It was also afraid that Lin Zheng would run away. Puff! Lin Zheng was left far behind by the spirit of the pig, and he landed on the ground.

At this moment, a golden light flashed from within the white silk as the sound of chanting scriptures rang out. The spirit of the pig was frozen in the air while Lin Zheng extended his right hand from beneath the spirit of the pig, thrusting the sharp wooden stick into the ground. With a flash of white light, Lin Xin disappeared along with the white silk. At the same time, the chanting stopped, and the spirit of the pig was able to move again. However, the strength of the sitting remained the same as it sat down on the sharp wooden stick. Another pig's howl rang out, causing the birds in the forest to fly into the air several times. At this moment, many children and adults came running over from the Eight Wood Village. They were all happily laughing as they watched the spirit of the pig rolling around in circles, rubbing its buttocks.

This time, the spirit of the pig was too strong, plus its own weight was too heavy, the wooden stick was inserted into the meat, it pulled it out, and the blood on its butt flowed out, while looking at Lin Zheng with a loud voice, "You little bunny, I'm not missing anything like you, my butt hurts." At this moment, Lin Zheng was standing beside a big tree. He quickly circled around the tree, and the white silk was wrapped around the tree, one circle at a time. But no matter how much Lin Zheng was circling around, the white silk still didn't lessen, and he was still wrapped into a mummy.

The following battles could be said to be extremely intense, but the boar's howl would be heard every single time. Lin Zheng used the two abilities he had comprehended on Earth to ruthlessly repair the boar spirit. When the spirit of the pig ran up to him and was about to sit down on his butt, it saw that Lin was foaming at the mouth, but it was already scared. It thought Lin was killed by the green gas, and tears were about to come out of its eyes.