The town is always very quiet at night.
Under the moonlight, Fang Wuyi didn't know how long day after day, he would sit by the pond and fish every night, killing time that was worthless to him.
Ye Xuantian was meditating in a room with no ventilation on all sides, comprehending the great path of cultivating swords and swords.
In fact, it was under a straw shed built by Fang Wu.
All year round, no matter how hot or cold it is, Fang spends most of his time doing two things: lying down under the shed with his shirt off, and fishing without bait.
A faint fairy energy suddenly came from the center of the town.
Fang Wuwei turned around to look, knowing that this was the aura emanating from the locust tree.
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"Ninth Level, the water and fire spiritual roots are just your protective color. Your talent is far more than that. You will naturally discover it in the future."
Lin Jiuzhong, who was sitting under the locust tree, was communicating with the locust tree. In fact, at a very young age, Lin Jiuzhong was able to talk to the locust tree.
"Sophora God, why are you so kind to me alone?" Lin Jiuzhong wondered why there were so many children in the town, why he was the only one who could talk to Gu Huai.
Lin Jiuzhong simply hoped that Sophora Sophora could inform other children in the town about his skills and the spiritual path he had learned.
However, Huaishen told Lin Jiuchong that the affairs between them must be kept secret.
The female voice in the locust tree sighed softly: "Jiuchong, I hope you can practice hard. Your future enemies will be very scary."
"Who am I? Where are my parents?" Lin Jiuchong desperately wanted to know his life experience.
And Lin Jiuzhong also learned that he appeared under the locust tree one night more than ten years ago.
The residents of the town did not see who threw him under the locust tree.
When Lin Jiuzhong was four or five years old, he discovered for the first time that the locust tree could communicate with him.
Huaishu simply told him that he had to work hard to cultivate in the future. As for other things, no matter how Lin Jiuzhong pressed, Huaishu refused to tell him.
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After a day of awakening his talent, Qin Feng's eyes are brighter than before. These are double pupils. How can a leader who is destined to reach the top of the invincible road be a small role?
With the blessing of spiritual root awakening, his double pupils flashed with purple energy, and there were runes nourishing them.
Looking carefully, Qin Feng's eyes looked like two abyss, calm but blazing. In the room without lights at night, they looked like two purple moons!
Even if no one teaches them, people with double eyes are born with the determination to conquer the world. This is a kind of innate domineering and ambition.
Qin Feng, who felt the change in his eyes, clenched his fists, looked out the window, and secretly swore that he would become the strongest monk in this continent!
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In Xiao Yun's room, a white phantom stood in front of him. Although this person was a phantom, he still had the appearance of an immortal that made mortals unable to help but kneel down and worship him at the first sight.
The phantom man wore a black robe embroidered with white clouds. His facial features were clearly defined, and he showed an indifferent and calm smile. He looked kindly at Xiao Yun in front of him. His eyes were deep and his hair was white, but he did not look old.
The man's name is Gu Ling, and he is an immortal king whose body was broken in a battle in ancient times.
Now he is just a remnant soul of the Immortal King. During the battle that year, he sealed the remnant soul in the Soul-Raising Bell Noble Phantasm. When the time comes, he will reshape his body.
By chance, he was picked up by Xiao Yun in the back mountain, who was full of great luck.
Later, this person became the remnant soul of the Immortal King, and secretly began to cooperate with each other in order to achieve their respective goals.
"Little Xiao Yun, you can't do this. You have to go to the sect to obtain more resources, and your talents will skyrocket. Your talent is not weak. Under my guidance, you will definitely be able to become the Immortal King in the future!"
Xiao Yun frowned and opened his eyes: "Brother Gu, I haven't even reached the level of Qi refining yet, why are you trying to trick me into being an Immortal King?"
After getting acquainted with Gu Ling, Xiao Yun understood how difficult it was to cultivate the path to immortality!
"People must be ambitious. Even if they are from a humble background, they must have a strong heart."
Xiao Yun interrupted Gu Ling impatiently: "I know, I know."
In Xiao Yun's heart, he can only play steady and steady, and now it is simply unrealistic to think about the Immortal King, a realm that feels extremely far away even if he can even talk about it.
But Gu Ling often brainwashes herself, which troubles Xiao Yun.
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It was already late at night, and Wang Changsheng was still lying on the bed. He got up in the afternoon, had a meal, and then went back to bed and continued to lie down.
His adoptive father and adoptive mother also doted on him. Wang Changsheng's adoptive father was named Wang Qian and his adoptive mother was named Jincai.
The two of them had no children. When they found Wang Changsheng, they loved him very much. Therefore, even if Wang Changsheng awakened his talent for cultivation, they would not say anything if he did not practice. On the contrary, they would worry that the high-intensity cultivation would exhaust the child's body.
If you have the Great Bone of Immortality, you can just lie down flat, so why do you practice?
Wang Changsheng yawned, his eyes were bleary, and he leaned on the bed with his arms folded, looking at the night sky outside the window, his eyes contemplating: He couldn't see the horizon in his life, and what would it be like in the long years after immortality.
Thinking of this, the young Wang Changsheng was enveloped in an unpleasant emotion.
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After Tang Chen digested the Qi Gathering Pill, he already felt the awakening of a powerful ancient gun soul bloodline in his body. He was secretly happy, closed his eyes and continued to meditate seriously to digest the Qi Gathering Pill.
Ling Xixue's awakened talent was already a super genius that was being sought after by countless sects in this continent. After she realized the existence of Qi and noticed a strange ancient bloodline in her body, she was only slightly surprised. He continued to meditate calmly.
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But as the only aboriginal Shi Huoyuan in the town, he is not so lucky. He is indeed mediocre in talent and has inferior spiritual roots. The reason why he was able to erupt with super powerful awakening waves that inferior spiritual roots did not have that day is very likely. Influenced by those talented teenagers.
Shi Huoyuan couldn't sense the existence of Qi. With his inferior spiritual roots, he couldn't sense it quickly after taking a Qi Gathering Pill.
But he believes that he will succeed and will not be worse than anyone else.
Shi Huoyuan was in Li Laobai's shop and saw a sentence in the book: The body of a monk is like a mountain covered with mist. We never know what kind of wild beasts live in this mountain. If you can put that body into Awakening and controlling the fierce beast will definitely lead to smooth progress on the path of cultivation.
This sentence benefited Shi Huoyuan a lot. He knew that his talent was extremely low, but he didn't want to give up. He wanted to become a strong man on this continent.
Young people always have some blind ambitions, and Shi Huoyuan is no exception.
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"Lord Immortal Emperor, are you there?"
Fang Wu, who was lying on the shore, heard the voice that he didn't want to hear again and ignored it.
"Master Immortal Emperor, I'm sorry to disturb you again." Huaishu called Fang Wu with a somewhat apologetic voice.
"I don't think you're apologetic at all. How many times have you secretly called me over the years?" Fang Wu stared at the water and replied in a voice.
"Lord Immortal Emperor, this may be the last time I talk to you, and I may never be able to show up again. I have only a trace of spiritual power left, so I decided to turn it into Sophora jade and send it to this child."
"Which child? Him, the little cat?" Fang Wu asked looking at Ye Xuantian behind him.
"No, no, no! Lord Immortal Emperor, I don't know this child. I'm talking about Lin Jiuchong."
Fang Wu: "Oh."
Huaishu: "Lord Immortal Emperor, I am actually the protector of the Lin family. During the ancient dragon-slaying battle, the Lin family was besieged by countless sects and families..."
Fang Wu: "I don't want to hear it, don't tell me."
"Uh..." Huaishu's voice sounded a little stuck.
But she didn't dare to say anything. After all, this was a real Immortal Emperor. The highest combat power in this continent was no more than a small immortal. It was simply unbelievable that such an Immortal Emperor who was invincible in an eternity could appear.
Huaishu was also very curious about Fang Wu's origins, so he said, "Master Immortal Emperor, those children in this town are extremely talented, you should have noticed it, right?"
"No, I'm blind."
Sophora japonica: "Uh..."
At this time, Huaishu's heart was broken, and he could only complain in his heart: Lord Immortal Emperor, what are you doing! Can we have a good chat?
