Ning Fan rewarded Xue Qing with a sixth-level elixir and ten fifth-level elixirs. These elixirs were rare treasures to Xue Qing, but to Ning Fan they were just dispensable things.
Xue Qing accepted the elixirs excitedly, and after three kowtows and nine bows, he immediately left, eager to dissect the elixirs and study them carefully.
He had never seen a sixth-level elixir in his life, and he was as excited as an old naughty boy.
Looking at Xue Qing's hurried retreat, Ning Fan couldn't help but laugh. He had two disciples in his life, both of them were madmen who were obsessed with alchemy.
Yang Gu is considered the second disciple, and Xue Qing is the first disciple.
Yang Gu's alchemy qualifications are higher than Xue Qing's, but Xue Qing's obsession with alchemy is much higher than that of Yang Gu's, and Xue Qing's dog nose is getting better and better, and he can smell the scent of medicine souls and smell out Ning Fan's position can be regarded as a rare talent.
In matters of Taoism, qualifications are not the most important. Perhaps one day, Xue Qing's alchemy skills can surpass Yang Gu's, because Xue Qing has a persistent heart.
After Xue Qing left, only Ning Fan, Lan Mei and Bai Lu were left in Mingyue Lake.
The two girls, like Zhihe, have suppressed their cultivation at the peak of spiritual integration.
Last night, Ning Fan and Zhihe cultivated together, channeling the immortal veins for Zhihe, opening up some small bottlenecks, and clearing the way for Zhihe to break through the golden elixir.
Today, I can't give him too much, so I naturally have to help Lanmei and Egret channel their immortal veins.
"Ning Fan! Now that you're back, let's settle old scores! Forty years ago you took supplements from me, and I'm no match for you, but now I'm no longer what I used to be, huh! Today the Japanese elder will definitely be ruthless I will plunder you ruthlessly to avenge the grudges of the past, and I will plunder all your cultivation!"
The egret raised its eyebrows, and although its tone was vicious, its expression was charming. She jumped directly into Ning Fan's arms and began to caress Ning Fan's chest. He looked like he wanted to punish Ning Fan on the spot.
Ning Fan narrowed his eyes. Could he understand that the egret was throwing itself into his arms?
"Uh... I still have something to deal with, so let's take the first step." Lan Mei saw this. Her pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and she turned around and left. She is not as bold as Egret, and throws herself into his arms directly.
Lan Mei was about to turn around, but Ning Fan grabbed her hand and refused to leave.
"There's no need to leave in a hurry. It's a rare chance to meet again. I'll help you channel your immortal veins."
Ning Fan made a backhand effort and broke out of the egret's arms. And held the egret in his arms. Ignoring Lan Mei's slight struggle, she held Lan Mei in her arms, transformed into an escaping light, and fled towards Lan Mei's boudoir. A familiar road.
Before Lan Mei and Bai Lu could react, they were brought into the room by Ning Fan and pushed down on the bed. When the two women saw Ning Fan's ambiguous smile, they immediately understood what was about to happen.
The egret has not received rain or dew for forty years. Immediately, her eyes were as charming as silk, she gently cooed, and unbuttoned her clothes on her own, ready to have sex.
Lan Mei was still a virgin, and she only had sex in the back court... She couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The body is slightly stiff.
The moment Ning Fan took off the red gauze curtain, his blue eyebrows lowered his eyelids in anticipation and shyness... Today is destined to be a lively day...
...
When dusk fell, Ning Fan left the Ghost Bird Sect.
After some intercourse, Ning Fan carefully channeled the immortal veins of the two girls with the help of dual cultivation techniques.
Before leaving the Ghost Bird Sect, Ning Fan reassured Lan Mei and Egret that he would definitely solve the issue of the annexation of the Jin Dynasty.
The two girls don't know how high Ning Fan's cultivation level is, but after this double cultivation, the two girls' cultivation level has skyrocketed.
Some small bottlenecks were directly broken through, and even the golden elixir bottleneck was touched. The two girls could go into seclusion to form elixirs at any time.
Ning Fan only practiced double cultivation with them once, and the improvement in cultivation was equivalent to a year of hard training alone for them!
It is not difficult for the two girls to guess that Ning Fan's current cultivation level is absolutely astounding, far beyond their realm, otherwise it would never be possible to have such a remarkable dual cultivation effect!
"What kind of cultivation level does he have now? Is the Su Yihou that Sister Zhihe said... really him..." Lan Mei and Bai Lu both covered their mouths with their bare hands, a little surprised, more But it is joy.
Ning Fan is no longer what he used to be, so they are naturally happy for Ning Fan.
"It seems that I will never be able to take advantage of him in my life..." Bailu sighed deliberately, but there was obvious and hidden joy in her eyes. She was really a duplicitous woman.
Ning Fan left Gui Que, concealed his whereabouts, and quietly went to some sects in Yue Kingdom.
Taixu Sect, Ziguang Sect... Ning Fan walked through each sect, walked through the old site of Hehuan Sect, walked through the ruins of Tianli Sect...
Scenes of memories surged through his mind. When he was still a young man, he had to embark on the bloody sea of cultivation for revenge.
There has been pain, madness, sadness... Forty years have passed, and the past is like a smoke and a dream, and it can no longer stir up the slightest disturbance in his heart.
He went to the Hu family, and he still remembered the promise he made to Hu Fengzi, the ancestor of the Hu family, for a repair pill, and he took action three times for the Hu family.
He stood on the top of Hanyue Mountain, in front of his grave for Hu Fengzili.
Under the protection of his reputation, the Hu family did not decline and still existed, but Hu Fengzi's grave was already overgrown with weeds...
Ning Fan squatted in front of Hu Fengzi's grave, pulled out the weeds in front of Hu Fengzi's grave, and sighed softly.
"You sacrificed your life to protect the Hu family, but they forgot about you and even neglected your grave..."
"Now it seems that your efforts for them are not worth it."
Ning Fan stood up, looked at the setting sun, turned around and left in silence.
He didn't give any benefits to the Hu family, maybe because he didn't like the Hu family's ruthlessness.
After a few steps, Ning Fan had escaped from the Western Region of Yue Kingdom to Pingyun Mountain in the Eastern Region.
Pingyun Mountain's spiritual energy is thin, and no monks practice here. There is only one village in the mountain, called Ping'an Village, and it is a mortal village.
This village is the mortal village where Ning Gu lived back then.
Ning Fan and Ning Gu had been separated for forty years, and he wanted to see his younger brother.
He walked along the mountain road, taking advantage of the dusk, and walked slowly to the outside of Ping'an Village. He looked at the slightly unfamiliar scenery and sighed a little.
The mountain road outside the village is covered with sparse camellias. There were not so many camellias back then.
At the entrance of the village, several children with long yellow hair were flapping butterflies, which was quite childlike.
As soon as he saw Ning Fan coming, he immediately came over with a smile and asked, "Uncle, are you a passing businessman? Do you want to stay overnight in our Pingan Village?"
"I'm not a businessman, and I'm not here to stay overnight. I've been to Ping'an Village before, and I'm here today just to see an old friend."
"Old friend? Who is uncle looking for? We can help you show the way. But uncle said he had been to Ping'an Village. Why haven't we seen uncle?"
"Of course you haven't seen me... Just keep playing. You don't have to show me the way. I know the way."
Ning Fan laughed. He has been away from Yue for more than forty years. How could these seven or eight-year-old children have seen him?
His spiritual thoughts spread throughout the village. Suddenly, he sighed and realized that many of the mortal mountain people he had met back then were now dead.
The life span of a mortal is really short. In the past forty years alone, so many old faces have been missing...
Most of the old people back then have their bones buried in the soil, and the young people back then have all become old men.
Several old men were sitting at the entrance of the village smoking cigarettes, looking at Ning Fan and feeling slightly familiar. However, he couldn't remember where he had seen Ning Fan. He just smiled politely at Ning Fan.
Forty years have passed, and the memories of the elderly cannot remember the passers-by who met countless years ago.
Forty years have passed, and it is impossible for children to have seen Ning Fan's voice.
Children do not recognize each other. He smiled and asked where the guest came from... but he didn't know that Ning Fan had been here a long time ago.
After saying goodbye to these children and smiling at the elders in the village, Ning Fan walked into the mountain village alone. He walked through the huts familiarly and walked straight towards one of them.
There are still two old longbows hanging on the wall of that hut. They haven't been pulled for many years, and the paint is a little dark.
On both sides of Chaimen. Within the fence, there are many kinds of camellias planted, but they have been neglected and there are many weeds growing there.
Ning Fan gently knocked on the firewood door. He could feel the breath of a man in the hut, and he knew it was his younger brother Ning Gu.
Upon hearing Ning Fan's knock on the door, an old man in his late sixties slowly walked out of the hut, with an indelible sadness in his eyes.
The old man's turbid eyes were full of sadness, but when he saw Ning Fan, he was immediately startled and showed a very complicated expression, "It's you... you're finally here..."
Then he coughed a few more times and said with a sad smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. If I don't see you, I won't be able to leave with her in peace."
Ning Fan looked at the old man and sighed deeply, "Ning Gu, how did you become like this?"
This old man was none other than Ning Gu. His face was weathered and he was aging. He no longer looked as handsome as before.
Ning Fan is puzzled. After all, Ning Gu was once a monk. Even if his cultivation level was sealed, even if he practiced the Life-Sealing Ruler, he would not grow old so quickly...
"Isn't this look bad? Cough, cough, cough..." The old man coughed and smiled bitterly, "He died peacefully..."
"She's dead... I don't want to live alone, I want to die with her... But I still have an unfulfilled wish, so I can't just die... I'm sorry, I finally remembered you, but I just used Forty years...I'm sorry, brother!"
The old man's eyes were filled with tears, and there was a kind of uncontrollable sadness in his expression. He suddenly knelt down to Ning Fan silently across the chaimen.
He remembered Ning Fan and all the joys and sorrows of the past. He wanted to see Ning Fan again before he could die in peace and contentment.
Now that he has met Ning Fan and apologized to Ning Fan, he is determined to die, but the guilt in his heart cannot be erased.
He felt guilty and hated that it took him forty years to remember that he once had an older brother named Ning Fan.
He felt even more guilty, feeling guilty that his heart was filled with despair, that he had left with An An, and that he could not accompany Ning Fan on his lonely journey of cultivation.
"An Ran also went..."
Ning Fan sighed, closed his eyes, and recalled the mountain village girl he met forty years ago.
That smart look in his eyes still appeared in front of his eyes, but the person was no longer there.
An Ran is a mortal who is infatuated with Ning Gu.
She died, Ning Gu was heartbroken, something Ning Fan could understand...
"I clearly left some life-extending elixir...didn't she take it? If she had taken it, she wouldn't have died."
"How could she be willing to eat those good things? She had already taken them without telling me... She is a good woman..." The old man was heartbroken.
On the day An Ran died, Ning Gu lost his energy and cultivation on his own.
He originally had magic power and would not age so quickly, but without his magic power, he immediately aged rapidly and his life span was running out.
As long as he sees Ning Fan again, Ning Gu will die with him.
"Brother, I'm sorry...I can't accompany you on this path of cultivation..."
"What are you talking about? If you don't want to cultivate, how can I force you? Get up and take me to see An Ran's grave."
Ning Fan pushed open the firewood door. He helped Ning Gu up and sighed slightly.
He understands Ning Gu and knows what Ning Gu is thinking at the moment.
he knows. This stupid brother saw him now and got his last wish. Already bent on death.
Ning Fan didn't stop him, but he knew he couldn't.
But there is one more thing he can do for Ning Gu, and that thing can still allow him to live a happy and ordinary life.
"Okay, brother, I'll take you to see An Ran!"
Behind the house stood a low grave mound, with a wooden tablet erected in front of it.
The grave of my beloved wife An Ran...
Ning Gu took out some incense candles and paper money from the house. Lighted in front of An Ran's grave.
He took out two wine jars and drank with Ning Fan.
The wine is camellia wine from Ping'an Village. It has a light floral aroma and very little alcoholic strength. It's warm and moist on the throat, not spicy.
Ning Fan stood in front of An Ran's grave, holding the wine jar with one hand and taking a big sip.
Ning Gu didn't drink, he just looked at An Ran's grave. Sad smile.
"Brother, how have you been in these years? Are you happy practicing Taoism..."
"Whether I am happy or not, I cannot avoid this path, I can only move forward." Ning Fan said calmly.
"I'm very happy. I was very happy when I lived with An Ran. I was so happy that I couldn't bear to be separated from her. I hate the practice, I hate fighting, I hate killing, I hate intrigues, and I hate the endless sea of blood of cultivation. ...I stubbornly refuse to teach An Ran the art of cultivating and conquering Qi, and only want her to live a peaceful life, because she also doesn't like fighting or killing..."
"That's what I thought, and that's what I did. But after An Ran died, I was confused again. Mortal life is really short. If An Ran and I had practiced Taoism, would we have been able to be together longer? ..But An Ran told me before she died that she had no regrets in the life she knew me..."
"A mortal's life is like life and death, like the dew in the morning or the passing of a white foal. It's just a rush."
"The life of a monk is long but tiring, like cicadas, like bees, butterflies, insects and ants, but it is not true happiness..."
"I have regretted and been confused. My heart aches and I miss all the times I spent with An Ran. If I practice Taoism, I may be able to stay with her forever... But I am even more convinced that if I had my life over again, I would still be with her. She made the same choice to be a mortal couple for another life."
"Be with her in illness, be with her in old age, be with her in peace, be with her in death... This is my wish...Brother, I want to go and be with An Ran. I'm sorry. I can't accompany you on this lonely road of cultivation. At the end of the day, my heart can no longer hold Xiu Dao, but can only be filled with her shadow..."
After Ning Gu said this, he suddenly picked up the wine jar and drank a full gulp, but his life was flowing away rapidly.
When the wine was gone, Ning Gu glanced at Ning Fan guiltily, but then turned to look at An Ran's grave tenderly.
"Of course, I have met my eldest brother once, and my wish has been fulfilled. Now I come to find you... You have been waiting for me for a long time... In the next life, I still want to meet you in the season of camellia blooming, but I don't I don’t have the confidence to find you again in the crowd..."
Ning Gu quietly leaned against the tombstone, fell down gently, and passed away with a smile.
Ning Fan felt a pain in his heart, closed his eyes and stood there for a long time.
He had countless means to save Ning Gu, but he didn't take any action.
Ning Gu suffered too much in this life, so Ning Fan allowed him a new life.
Ning Gu wanted to live a mortal life and reunite with An Ran. Ning Fan could satisfy all of his wishes.
"None of you will die... An Ran, when I gave you a hairpin, there was a sword thought in it. It not only has the effect of protecting yourself, but also can capture a ray of your soul..."
Ning Fan muttered to himself, and with a flick of his sleeves, Ning Gu's body disappeared, and then there was another grave in front of An Ran's grave, with a monument erected and a letter:
The tomb of the younger brother Ning Gu.
Immediately, Ning Fan took pictures of the two tombs, and two ghosts flew out of the tombs in confusion, it was An Ran and Ning Gu.
"Get some sleep..."
Ning Fan gently placed a finger between the eyebrows of the two souls, causing them to fall asleep. He put their souls into his sleeves, fled from Ping'an Village, and rushed towards the south of Yue Country.
After traveling through countless cultivation countries, Ning Fan made calculations along the way and finally stopped outside the city of a mortal country.
The country was named Tang, and the city was named Chang'an.
There are two official families in Chang'an City, and their wives both gave birth today.
The two families have been related by marriage for generations, the mansions are only separated by a wall, and the wives of the two families gave birth on the same day.
The two families agreed that if the two babies about to be born are the same boy and the same girl. They become brothers and sisters.
If there is a boy and a girl, then the marriage will be arranged as a baby.
Today, two ladies gave birth at the same time, which was supposed to be a happy day. It happened that the two ladies had dystocia at the same time, and both ladies were delicate and frail. Even the best stable women and doctors in the city were at their wits' end and concluded that the lives of the two ladies were hanging by a thread.
Ning Fan has calculated that the two unborn fetuses are a boy and a girl.
Ning Fan also calculated that without his intervention, both wives would have died of dystocia today...
With a thought, he took out the souls of Ning Gu and An Ran and quietly disappeared. He came to the two families and put their souls into the bellies of the two ladies respectively.
Immediately, he took action himself and activated his magic power. Help two ladies with difficult labor give birth to their babies.
When two beautiful babies were born at the same time, all the doctors and women were stunned.
"How, how is it possible! She was actually born!"
"Did a god appear and save the two ladies?!"
Ning Fan did not show up, but was suddenly startled.
He actually saw a white line in the bodies of two babies, Ning Gu and An Ran. Extending the body, the two white lines want to connect to each other, but cannot.
"What line is this?"
Ning Fan never knew that there would be such white lines in the human body. He probed carefully and noticed an unusual power of the avenue from within the white line. Contains vast vitality!
"Connect their white threads and they will never be separated in life after life." Luo You suddenly reminded them in the Yin and Yang Lock.
"Does this white thread have such a purpose?"
Ning Fan was surprised, but he did as he was told. He took the two people's white threads and tied them gently on their little fingers.
The white line is not visible to the naked eye. Even Lianxu and Shattering Xu may not be able to see it. Ning Fan vaguely guesses that the white line is unusual.
"With this thread, no matter how many times you and An Ran are reincarnated, they will meet again. This way, your wishes will finally be fulfilled."
"Ning Gu, no matter what you want, I will give it to you, because I am your brother, and the elder brother is like father. Since your wish is to be a mortal couple with An Ran for the rest of your life, I will allow you such a life, but you Remember one thing. If you have slept with a woman, you must protect her for the rest of your life and never let her get hurt in the slightest. Since this is the path you have chosen, you must follow this path to the end, remember!"
Ning Fan was hidden, and only Ning Gu could hear his words.
Ning Gu was obviously just a little baby, but he didn't cry or fuss. He stared in Ning Fan's direction with his dark eyes open, babbling, not knowing what to say.
Perhaps, this is Ning Gu's gratitude and assurance to Ning Fan.
"I don't know what year or month it will be when we meet next time..."
Ning Fan felt a little sad, and took a step away, leaving Tang Kingdom in a daze.
On this day, he personally buried Ning Gu, and personally promised Ning Gu a life, and he had some thoughts about reincarnation in his heart.
That kind of realization is the understanding of life and death, and life and death are included in reincarnation.
Because of these insights, he saw the strange white line...
"I saw the two of them die, and I built their graves with my own hands. I allowed them to be reborn, and I personally sent them to reincarnation... This feeling is very subtle..."
"But what exactly is that white line..."
Ning Fan was touched. He patted the storage bag and took out a yellowed ancient book without words. He accidentally found it in the Ghost Bird Sect and was left behind by the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou.
This book is not a martial arts or magic book, nor does it record any cultivation experience, but it still contains Zi Dou’s subtle feelings of mourning his friend’s funeral.
Because Ning Fan touched the edge of the power of reincarnation, a small poem had already appeared in the wordless ancient book.
"Human death is like a lamp going out, and reincarnation blows and rekindles it. Immortal death is like thoughts disappearing, and this life will never come back..."
Ning Fan recited this poem, walked through lower-level cultivation countries, and stood on the top of an unknown barren mountain, his heart gradually rising.
He vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a power similar to palm life and death protection in the white line.
"What line is that..." he asked himself.
"That's the line of life. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that you could gain the understanding of life and death by sending your brother to reincarnation, and see the line of life. It really surprised my sister. If word of your encounter spreads, among the nine realms I don’t know how many old monsters Suixu want to envy you." Luo You clicked his tongue.
"The line of life? What is that?" Ning Fan asked in surprise.
"That is the path that only human beings can see, and it is a crucial step to becoming an immortal! The reason why those loose immortals, loose demons, and loose demons fail to become immortals is often because they cannot understand the path of life. Becoming an immortal The most difficult step on the road is to understand life and death. If you can see the line of life, it will be of great help to becoming an immortal in the future, but now. It is of no use." Luo You explained.
"That's it...it turns out that this thing is the thread of life..."
Ning Fan stood on the top of the Wuming Mountain and stayed there for eight days.
For eight days, he thought about life and death repeatedly in his mind. Lifting your palm, you can already see wisps of white lines of life from the palm prints.
The ninth day. Ning Fan no longer had any feelings and returned to Yue Kingdom.
It's almost time to go to the Song Dynasty to participate in the Jin Dynasty's annexation conference.
"Jin Jun, the grudges back then are now settled..." Ning Fan said indifferently, walking among the wind and clouds.
...
Song Dynasty, Linshui City. The National Assembly was held here.
In the sky above Linshui City, countless escaping lights and building ships flew non-stop. Hundreds of thousands of monks gathered in Linshui City to participate in the annexation conference.
The monks who came to Linshui City. Most of them belong to the eleven cultivation countries that were coerced by the Jin State.
At this conference, the sect forces of the eleven cultivation countries must give an answer to the Jin Dynasty, and either choose to surrender or choose to perish.
In a large hall in the center of Linshui City, a god-transformation monk wearing a black dragon robe sat on the throne. It is Jin Jun.
Below Jin Jun, there are two other god-transformation monks sitting, both of them are the god-transformation elders from the Youtian Hall of the Rain Palace.
One of them had a long breath in the early stage of divine transformation, almost touching the bottleneck of the middle stage of divine transformation, and had white hair. It was Lord Snow.
Another Avatar seems to have just been promoted, and his realm has not yet been stabilized. He has an ugly face and a burly body. This ugly man's name is Yun Lie. He was once the divine envoy of the Rain Palace, but after breaking through to become a god, he returned to the Youtian Palace, became an elder, and was named Venerable Lie.
Behind the two elders, there are still more than ten envoys of the temple, all of whom are at the Nascent Soul stage.
Among the divine envoys, there was one who was blind in the late Nascent Soul stage. He was not as arrogant as before, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of death.
He is Yun Kuang, the person who once wanted to spend money to buy Yin Suqiu's smile.
"Haha, this annexation conference is just a formality. With Jin Jun's spiritual cultivation, it is easy to suppress the eleven countries. Even if the eleven countries are unwilling to surrender, they dare not disobey. There should be no unsighted forces. Do you dare to disobey Lord Jin's order?" Snow Lord said with a smile.
"What Fellow Daoist Xue said is absolutely true. Although there are some small forces that are still unwilling to surrender, as long as we destroy a few forces at this annexation conference and kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, I believe that other forces will obediently join our Great Jin Dynasty. By the way. , I dare to ask fellow Taoist Yun Lie, will the deputy palace master come in person?" Jin Jun showed a look of expectation and politely clasped his fists at Yun Lie. The deputy palace master he was talking about was naturally the deputy palace master of Youtian Palace.
"Not only will I, the deputy master of Youtian Palace, come to this conference, but also a big shot will come." Yun Lie said calmly.
"Oh? Who else is coming?" Jin Jun was surprised.
"Master Wu Zong, Marquis Wu Mu!" Yun Lie said calmly, but Jin Jun was surprised.
"What! A big shot like Marquis Wu Mu would actually attend our small conference on the unification of the Jin Dynasty! This really flatters me! I have a low status and have never met Marquis Wu Mu. If Marquis Wu Mu comes by then, please help me. Fellow Taoist Yun Lie, help me introduce you."
"I heard that there are still some sects in the Yue Kingdom that openly oppose joining the Jin Dynasty?" Yunlie didn't like the expression of the Jin Jun's tendency to follow the trend, so he casually changed the topic.
"The Kingdom of Yue? It's just a lower-level cultivation country. What's there to be afraid of? After this meeting, I will first beat the Kingdom of Yue and see which country dares not to surrender to me, the Jin Dynasty!" Lord Jin sneered. .
"I advise you not to underestimate the Yue Kingdom. This is just a kind reminder..." Yunlie recalled the figure of a young man in his mind, and suddenly his interest waned.
If it weren't for joining Youtian Palace and receiving the task of participating in the annexation conference, he would not want to associate with Jin Jun and his like.
He preferred to sit and talk with the Yue boy back then.
During the Jin Dynasty's demon suppression, he reunited with the young man and was surprised by the young man's rapid improvement in strength.
Now another forty years have passed, and I wonder if that young man has returned to Yue, and what level of cultivation he has...
If he were here, it might be difficult for Jin Jun to unify the eleven kingdoms...
"Hmph! The Yue Kingdom is just a lower-level cultivation country, and there is nothing to worry about. Although there is a Yuanchu in the Huoyun Sect of the Yue Kingdom, and a fourth-level alchemist in the Ghost Bird Sect, but based on these, they want to become my enemy. , not qualified enough! Although fellow Taoist Yun Lie has good intentions, he is a bit unfounded. The country of Yue cannot make big waves, it is just a country of ants that can be flattened at any time!"
Jin Jun suddenly stood up and walked out of the hall, high-spirited.
"I am a dignified cultivator who transforms into gods. Under the transformed gods...we are all ants! Within the eleven countries, no one is my enemy. Everyone must surrender!"
Wisps of black power emitted from Jin Jun's body. For a moment, both Yun Lie and Master Xue were shocked.
"Is this the artistic conception of hegemony! What a powerful force! In the early stage of becoming a god, there are not many people who can be Jin Jun's opponents!"
