Forge a golden body!
Xi Feng Ling should use the external wind and the inner wind to support each other to temper his body.
In the past, he was forcibly interrupted by Mo Shali.
After returning, I encountered this endless tide of beasts again.
wait?
Waiting for an external source of wind, waiting for a perfect environment to practice?
The world will never give you time.
"This world doesn't wait for me, so seize the day!"
He spoke quietly, but his voice exploded like thunder on the ground.
"The world will not wait for him, so he will seize the day and night."
Someone whispered through the screen.
In a square, an old man in gray clothes sat on a bench, looking at the huge screen embedded in the building.
On the screen, Lin Tian wielded boundless power and killed endless beasts.
"This world waits for no one. As soon as he returned to the human race, he was already making vicious remarks."
"If he falls asleep, the Martial Saint will target him."
"When has this world ever waited for him?"
"I won't wait, I won't wait. The more amazing a talented and beautiful person is, the more malicious you will be. There are hundreds of people who are jealous of you in this human race, and there are countless people in the world who want to kill you."
"Just like the old sage Lingwu, who lived a tragic life and ruled the entire world."
The old man smiled and spoke, looking up at the huge screen, his cloudy eyes glistening with tears.
Beside him, the young girl looked over and savored the old man's words.
Looking at the screen again, he saw the killing figure.
The color of each eye has changed.
They saw that passionate people were building the Great Wall with flesh and blood, blocking thousands of monsters.
What they saw was a lonely young man who was deeply trapped in the enemy.
Even Zuo Changlin became a supporting role.
Tianjiao is aloof.
But no one said that Tianjiao is lonely.
But Lin Tian at this moment, or Lin Tian from beginning to end, was lonely.
He is no longer a genius.
Tianjiao could only see his back.
In the disaster relief area, a survey ship landed.
Gu Yun watched the live broadcast on her mobile phone and slowly walked out of the survey ship.
Just staring at Lin Tian on the screen blankly.
For some reason, his eyes were twinkling, and there was a clear spring flowing through his eyelids.
At this moment, I suddenly believed what Lin Tian said.
"I don't have many friends. If you were missing, I might not have many friends anymore."
The sounds of the past still seem to be ringing in my ears.
Gu Yun always remembers some very ordinary words, always at night, at dusk, or when she is meditating.
I don't know why, but I always feel that Lin Tian has been walking towards the endless darkness.
And she can always only see the other person's back.
…………
"Is this just forcing Xi Feng Ling out of the body for the final exercise?"
In the villa, Liu Zihua looked at Lin Tian on the screen and spoke in astonishment.
He could see clearly that a light flow had appeared on Lin Tian's skin.
This is the phenomenon of Xi Fengling operating in the body.
only……
"Too risky."
Liu Zihua spoke hoarsely, and then coughed several times uncontrollably.
"It's too risky. Now I can no longer hide my strength. It's fine for the human race, and it's fine for you..."
Liu Zihua whispered dryly.
He kept Lin Tian's strength a secret.
Now within a few days, Lin Tian's strength has been exposed.
This will not interfere with the human race as a whole, but all races will not watch Lin Tian continue to grow.
Once the war starts, this human race will no longer be safe.
Liu Zihua looked deeply at Lin Tian on the screen.
A long, long sigh.
"I don't blame you for being too strong, it's just as you said, the world waits for you."
Lin Tian could be born a few decades earlier or a few decades later, it doesn't matter.
The problem is that Lin Tian today has not yet become a martial arts saint.
The chariot wheel of this rolling world has already rolled in.
"Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you need to walk your own path, and I can only watch for another half year."
Liu Zihua laughed sadly.
I just regret that time has been missed.
Take out a crystal.
Liu Zihua stretched out one hand, and a trace of energy and blood flowed into the crystal.
"Liu Zihua, what do you want from me?"
Chengfeng's voice sounded from within the crystal.
In the past, Chengfeng would call Liu Zihua Uncle Zihua, but now he is no longer as polite as before.
Of course, Liu Zihua didn't care and whispered:
"Chengfeng, how long until you come back?"
"What, now the human race needs me, are you anxious?"
There was a hint of pride in Chengfeng's voice, but he quickly said calmly:
"I heard that you have destroyed the battlefield and only have half a year left to live?"
Liu Zihua raised his eyebrows slightly and said:
"you are happy?"
"Not really, it's just that you were like this just after the war started."
Chengfeng Martial Saint is somewhat complicated
Liu Zihua has been suppressing the descendants of Thirteen Lieyang for more than a hundred years.
People like Chengfeng and Lu Qingqian both respected and hated Liu Zihua.
But now, I heard that Liu Zihua's life expectancy is approaching.
A martial saint like Chengfeng would also feel a little confused.
If the human race loses Liu Zihua, how will it go in the future?
What's more, now that the war has begun, the fate of the human race is unlucky.
This is a very complicated feeling.
Suddenly you find that the senior you have always hated has actually been your spiritual support.
And this senior is about to leave. While you are secretly happy, you are also very afraid of the future.
Yes, fear.
Who will the human race rely on in the future?
Li Baiyi?
In Chengfeng's view, Li Baiyi still couldn't carry the human race.
Liu Zihua was a little surprised by Chengfeng's tone, but he continued:
"Answer my question first, how long until you come back?"
"Two hours." Chengfeng answered honestly this time.
Liu Zihua nodded and said:
"After you return, do not directly enter the South China Sea battlefield and wait for Guan Yin to return. When the time comes, Yu Chang of the Yu Clan will also come, and you three Martial Saints will take action to suppress it."
Liu Zihua's voice fell.
Chengfeng's breath trembled, and then he said coldly:
"Are you afraid that I will take all the credit?"
Liu Zihua pursed his lips and cursed in his heart, but at this moment he still said calmly:
"The incident in the South China Sea broke out too suddenly. I haven't investigated clearly yet, but judging from the current situation, there must be a martial saint from another clan behind the chaos in the South China Sea."
Chengfeng was startled, then narrowed his eyes and said:
"How dare the martial saints from other clans come to my human clan?"
"I'm just guessing, but to make sure everything is safe, wait for Guan Yin and Yu Chang when you come back."
Liu Zihua whispered:
"This is an order!"
"You still can't order me!"
Chengfeng shouted and then said:
"I see."
Soon, the communication ended.
Liu Zihua was lying on the bed, looking sickly at this moment. He looked at the ceiling and said:
"Chengfeng, Chengfeng, you'd better listen to me."
The greatest advantage of this world is that combat power determines everything.
But the biggest problem is that combat power determines everything.
People like Cang Nitian have excellent talents but extremely poor management skills.
But it happened that he became a veteran of the martial arts club.
This is where the problem lies.
No one can judge Wu Sheng's behavior, not even Liu Zihua.
If he was the head of the Thirteen Fierce Suns back then, Chengfeng would have followed orders respectfully.
But at this moment, Chengfeng might not listen to Liu Zihua's order.
