Yang Linghan This is almost the same as the so-called one thought to become a god, although there are still 108,000 miles away from becoming a god, but it is already a very critical step.

Yang Changsheng on the side naturally didn't know what Yang Linghan was doing, but when he saw Yang Linghan stunned, he thought he was frightened by his own words.

"Xiao Han, you're okay, it's okay if you don't want to go against the way of heaven. ”

Yang Linghan, who was in a daze, was very curious after hearing Yang Changsheng's words.

"If you don't go against the Heavenly Dao, then their cultivation is not the same as ours. ”

"Well, it's very different, those who go against the way of heaven are called monks, those who don't go against the way of heaven and practice are called those who do the way of heaven, and those who do not go against the way of heaven are called those who do not go against the way of heaven, and they are even more alternative, they are those who quench the body, although we will more or less temper the body when we cultivate, but if we take the body of the monster as the standard, we only achieve a layer of skin on the outside, and the person who quenches the body is a real body like a monster or even surpasses. ”

"A body stronger than a demonic beast, so isn't this body quencher invincible at the same level?"

After Yang Changsheng listened to Yang Linghan's words, a wry smile also rose on the corner of his mouth.

"It would be nice if it was really like that, although he has a body like a demonic beast, but in the duel with a monk of the same level, he lost seventy-seven-eighty-eight. ”

Yang Linghan obviously didn't understand why, and his little face was full of puzzlement.

"Actually, there is nothing else, that is, the quenching person does not have a strong agility, once he is distanced by the monk, the victory or defeat will be decided.

Moreover, the cultivation of body quenchers is much more difficult than that of normal monks, and some special body quenching exercises may require practitioners to jump magma.

For example, my father and I are monks and quenching the body, and what we practice is the Yang family's unique quenching technique - Shenmu Creation and Transformation, when cultivating, we need to integrate ourselves into the characteristics of plants, so as to burst out with huge resilience and defense, but each fusion of the characteristics of a plant needs to use itself as a parasite to provide energy for the plant, and the plant will pass on its own characteristics to us. ”

Yang Linghan's eyes widened suddenly, what did I hear, take myself as a parasite, don't you say it......

To explain it in easy-to-understand terms is to plant plants on your body, and then watch the plants absorb from your own physical strength, when you absorb enough, when you give you your own characteristics, if it is an ordinary plant, it will be a little weaker at most, but if it is some "irritable" plants, such as corpse demon flowers, soul breaking grass, etc., then ......

Yang Changsheng looked at Yang Linghan with a pitiful expression, and could only smile bitterly.

Yang Changsheng's heart: This is not what I want to choose, if my father hadn't framed me with some ordinary grass when I was a child, I wouldn't have gone further and further on this road of death.

Yang Linghan was just sighing, but he didn't pay attention to this matter in a blink of an eye, after all, he was not as good as Yang Changsheng now.

"Brother, I have a very critical question. ”

"Huh?"

"How did my father come out. ”

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that my father slipped on the cliff and fell down the cliff and found a place to get out. ”

"??? gone?"

"That's right. ”

Yang Linghan suddenly stared at Yang Changsheng with a salted fish-like look, Yang Changsheng said, panicked, what kind of eyes are these, why does it make me feel so flustered.

Nonsense, it's really strange for a man to be stared at by a big man for a long time, and he doesn't panic.

"Ahem, Xiao Han, why are you staring at me like this. ”

Yang Linghan didn't speak, but still stared at him silently.

"I was wrong, please accept your supernatural powers, and I'll tell you.

The reason why my father was looking for the soil at that time was that he found a cliff, but his foot slipped in an instant when he turned around, and then he fell, and it is said that the cliff was really bottomless, and my father fell for three days, and he slept for a while, and finally his father was shocked, and he slammed his sword into the wall, and then stopped steadily. [(Ahem, well, this is fiction, the truth is that when Yang Qingtian fell, he panicked in his heart, and the whole person was "dancing", and then, and then hung on a tree with a crooked neck (it's difficult to name it, it's even more difficult to name the tree, 5555, and then stopped steadily. ）】

Yang Qingtian, who had stopped, calmly [frightened] opened his eyes, then saw a cave, and then walked in, and when his sight recovered again, he had already reappeared outside. [Ahem, Yang Qingtian's high myopia, will I tell you, just kidding. ] 】”

Yang Linghan was very dissatisfied with this story, it turned out that Yang Linghan had always listened to Yang Changsheng's story as a story, well, well, it was originally a story.

......

Just when Yang Linghan and Yang Changsheng were telling the story again, there was also a fierce battle in front of them, Yang Qingtian stabbed a primary school student, cough cough, it is a demonic beast, how do you feel that I have been led astray by something strange.

On the way forward, all kinds of red-eyed demonic beasts kept appearing, and then Yang Qingtian just raised his sword and fell, one sword at a time, and then, one by one, so unharmed [boring] successfully arrived at the Shenmu battlefield.

This is the first time Yang Linghan has seen the Shenmu battlefield, and he can only be described in one word, that is, poor.

Yang Linghan's jaw was about to stuff a big egg.

"I'm obedient, big brother, is this broken chicken nest really the Shenmu battlefield, this is too poor. ”

As far as the eye can see, there are high-risk houses, broken walls, and patches of wilderness, which are desolate and miserable.

Yang Changsheng was obviously very puzzled, it had only been a few days since he left, and the Shenmu battlefield that was originally the same as the palace had become a slum, and why were there some old, weak, sick and disabled inside.

Yang Qingtian in front was even more direct, driving the horse straight in, frowning and looking at the surrounding scenery that kept retreating with the movement of the horse, and a thick fire surged in his heart, which can be regarded as stealing his own home in front of him, this is simply a slap in the face, and he must not bear it.

Yang Qingtian suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted behind him.

"Xiang He, come and tell me what's going on here. ”

A sturdy middle-aged man who walked out of the Chosen Heaven Legion was also frowning.

"General, I don't know, it was fine an hour ago, why is it like this now, if I don't know the place, I wonder if I have gone wrong. ”

"Then who can tell me what the hell is going on, and isn't that a thief? ”