Shangguan Naiya has been recuperating in this mountain forest for a few days. She insisted on not letting He Xiaoping serve her, and asked Lin Yongcheng to find another place for her. Because He Xiaoping used to be her "rival in love", now that Zhang Jiabao is dead, it is not a good feeling to keep her by her side. And Shangguan Naiya could see the resentment and hatred in He Xiaoping's eyes, maybe in her heart, she thought that Zhang Jiabao's death had something to do with herself.

Lin Yongcheng asked He Xiaoping if he was willing to return to his hometown in Qingping Prefecture since the little boy was dead, and He Xiaoping shook his head. I can't escape the life of marrying a woman when I go back, so it's better to stay here, maybe there will be some chances. Although her qualifications are as ordinary as her name, now she has a heart that is not willing to be mediocre.

So Lin Yongcheng took her to the juvenile base, and like Fang Xing, she integrated into many teenagers with twists and turns in fate, and received training from the Anti-Demon Alliance.

The juvenile base is named Chuncaotan, which means "the wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again", and it is an institution similar to a school. Most of the teenagers in the base are orphans left behind by the earthquake that year, and from this point of view, the Fengtian Sect is a benevolent and kind sect. For children like Fang Xing and He Xiaoping who were recruited or taken captive from the world, the first thing to do is to "brainwash" them.

He Xiaoping didn't understand why Fang Xing seemed to be a different person at first, originally the two of them were best friends who talked about everything, but now she was very indifferent to other things except for the matter of the Anti-Demon Alliance and Chuncao Altar. It wasn't until He Xiaoping personally listened to Chuncaotan's class that she knew the reason for Fang Xing's change.

One by one, people with missing arms and legs came to the stage, tearfully telling their tragic past in the earthquake, how they lost their parents, brothers and sisters, husbands, wives and children, and how they became like no one or a ghost, spurned by life, looked down upon by the world, and life was worse than death. It was the Fengtian Sect and the Anti-Demon Alliance that gave them a second life, and they were forgotten by the imperial court to have a way to live.

Indeed, here in the Spring Grass Altar, they sell their tragic life experiences to young boys and girls again and again, and they can also eat together. The speech talent is particularly outstanding, and the people who can listen to the lecture can empathize with it, and there is more generous treatment.

Among them, a young man named Yao Sheng impressed He Xiaoping. The legs of his lower body were completely sawn off, and he was propped up on the podium with his arms.

"Back then, I was as old as you are now, and I was at the age of being vigorous and carefree. ”

"My father was an ordinary blacksmith, and my mother did laundry and cooking at home, taking care of my three siblings. The family lived a simple and solid life. ”

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"That day I collapsed under the shattered walls of my house, watching my father, who had fallen in the shake, being pierced through his chest with a red-hot iron rod......"

"I'm the only one left in my family of five, and I miss them all the time. I also miss the feeling of wearing pants before. ”

"Thank you for listening to my story, thank you. This Yao Sheng bowed deeply and supported the ground with his palms so as not to lose his center of gravity and fall.

He Xiaoping's tears came out quietly, if Xiaobao was still alive, even if he became like this, he would have to take care of him for the rest of his life.

After the disabled people took turns to show up to speak, it was the master of the Spring Grass Altar, and Geng Hu, the powerhouse of the Holy Realm, instilled hatred for the magical civilization in the teenagers. Cites evidence and cases to tell how Western white thieves invaded the Dakang Empire, how they created a massive earthquake, caused countless people to lose their lives, lost their homes, and ruined the land of China......

Then he began to teach the boys the art of fighting, the art of assassination, the art of forbearance and disguise, etc. Those with high talents, such as Fang Xing, will also be accepted as personal disciples by high-level powerhouses.

On this day, Lin Yongcheng, who had been preparing for a long time, ushered in a breakthrough day. He had no relatives and no reason, and only briefly visited a few friends before going to Nirvana Peak. The Thunder Tribulation is a great test of the life of a cultivator laid down by the heavens, and if you succeed, you will be reborn in Nirvana, and if you fail, you will be lost. If you are not strong-willed, you should look down on life and death, and you must not try rashly.

At the foot of Nirvana Peak, which is full of spiritual energy, many people stopped to watch. There are only a handful of powerhouses in the Yuan Infant Realm and Sainthood Realm in the entire Anti-Demon Alliance, and they naturally occupy the positions of elders and Dharma protectors in the sect and the alliance, and there are less than thirty powerhouses in the True Realm Realm, all of whom are the leaders of the Alliance's various helmsmen, altar masters, and the heads of the chambers of commerce under their names. If this Lin Yongcheng breakthrough is successful, the alliance will have another number one person from now on.

Lin Yongcheng subdued the Doom Pill, sat on a boulder on Nirvana Peak, and began to adjust his state of mind. He recalled the bits and pieces of this life, and his mind gradually settled, his face was as calm as a realm, and his heart was like water.

"Come on!" a divine thought swept by, and the seven-leaf lotus flower in the lower dantian burned like a furnace, and the true qi that was suddenly born filled the limbs and hundreds of remains, protecting the whole body. Lin Yongcheng felt a sense of peak strength in his body, as if the whole world could be held in his hands in an instant.

The five-leaf lotus in the middle dantian is also like a dam bursting, venting a pure air like a flood. Yun Gong refines it into a moisturizing drizzle, which is slowly injected into the upper dantian.

Lin Yongcheng looked at the forehead with his divine sense, and saw that the four-leaf lotus flower was getting fuller and brighter, as if it was about to bloom spring buds and bear fruit in the next moment. At this time, it feels like drinking the strongest alcohol in the world, ethereal and misty.

The sky was clear, but a dark cloud suddenly appeared on the Nirvana Peak. The thunder catastrophe was coming, and some people in the crowd watching at the foot of the peak sweated for Lin Yongcheng, and some people smiled secretly and waited for him to turn into a handful of black ashes under the thunder whip.

The first thunderbolt struck, and Lin Yongcheng felt as if the bones in his body were about to shatter, and he desperately urged his true qi to protect the vital points around him. It can endure until the fourth thunder light falls, and the four-leaf lotus flower in the upper dantian is already dilapidated, as if it is about to wither.

"Click!" the fifth thunder fell, the lotus shape shattered, and only a cloud of chaos remained in the upper dantian. If you are afraid at this time, even the slightest retreat will be destroyed in an instant.

Lin Yongcheng knew that it was the most critical time, and he kept the only trace of clarity in his heart. At this time, giving up is ten deaths, gritting your teeth and holding on, there is still a glimmer of life. Fortunately, the medicinal power of the Doom Pill had already begun to take effect, counteracting some of his thunder power while also sealing his qi and blood from being lost......

The ninth heavenly thunder came with a momentum, and with a "boom", the stones under Lin Yongcheng's body exploded. When the dust cleared, everyone could no longer see Lin Yongcheng.

A charred and dry hand picked up the pile of rubble, and Lin Yongcheng stood up, his body was in tatters, and there was no good place. As he faltered, the dark clouds dispersed, and a pillar of light formed by the aura poured into his body.

In an instant, Lin Yongcheng's flesh grew at a magical speed, and it didn't take long for it to be intact and even stronger. "Finally broke through. He muttered, clenching his fists and feeling the new body that God had given him. The appearance has not changed, but after the tempering of the thunder tribulation, the inside has been reborn.

"It's just the true realm of five products. Lin Yongcheng looked at the five-colored light egg in the dantian, and he was not shocked. The grade after the breakthrough was within his expectations, after all, his fourth-grade divine base was not outstanding. Raising his hand, he shot out a golden light, smashing the broadsword that had followed him for many years, which was the natal supernatural power that he had ascended to awaken in the realm of transformation.

"Looks like we're going to have to change to a more handy weapon. Lin Yongcheng muttered to himself.

Turning the true realm into a monk, he has a lifetime longer than ordinary people, and he is comparable to ordinary husbands and laymen, and he should have a name. Qi Changtian gave him the name Mang Kun Zhenren, and sent him to be like an ancient sword that had been silent for many years, and if he was not born, he would kill all the demons and monsters in the world and protect his family and country.