Lin Ruo stayed there, the figures of the two people in the painting were so familiar, he wanted to catch them, he wanted to protect them.

However, the man walked forward, reached over, waved down, and passed directly through the two men.

Forehead......

Not in one world.

But why am I so sad in my heart, why can't I hold them?

And those two people pushed him out.

Directly withdraw him and go thousands of miles away.

There are some things that you want to get, but you can't get.

The heart hurts again, the cramp.

Clenched hands, green tendons burst out.

And the body seems to have broken a hole, and there is a hole in the heart, and there is a propeller in it, and it spins rapidly.

The breath from the outside is constantly absorbed, and little by little it is polished to all parts of the body.

The whole body was thumping, flowing to the heart and wrapped around the bones.

The energy in his heart liquefied and slowly settled, and the energy attached to his bones wrapped him up and became as hard as iron.

Washing the marrow, consolidating the foundation, injecting the spirit, stereotyping, the power of the beast should not be limited to the level of the beast, there are some methods that can make the power of the beast cross the structure of the class.

Take the level of the Commander one step further.

In front of Lin Ruo, a silhouette of a four-cornered standing appeared.

It seems to be connected to him.

Its mouth doesn't open, but the two of them are unimpeded.

Washing the marrow removes the impurities from the body, and then replaces it with something new, almost changing the structure of the whole person.

Lin Ruo gritted his teeth, and fine sweat flowed out, but he held back.

The heart never stops getting stronger.

In his memory, he remembered that his realm was very low, and almost everyone could crush him.

The body that has just been washed is like a newborn child, extremely fragile, and it must be solidified.

Pig iron is hammered and tempered, a hundred strokes, a thousand blows, ten thousand hammers and not slack, people.

Human will is stronger than iron, better than all things in this world.

The solid book is like smelting iron, it can't be achieved without a thousand tempers, and he feels that he is flowing in a pool of blood every day, but he has come.

Spirituality is more than solid, but there is no spirituality.

The rigid one is easy to break, and the little points of light are attached to it, just like the combination of rigidity and softness.

The same is true for stereotypes.

Lin Ruo is also a teacher and friend with this person who taught him to wash the marrow, consolidate the foundation, inject the spirit, and stereotype.

But in an instant, the figure dissipated, leaving him alone.

The feeling of loneliness is always with you, and if you are strong enough, you may not be alone.

He asked himself if he could be stronger.

He could cross four steps, but he remembered that he had only collapsed two steps.

The man who fell from the sky with a fragrance fell in front of him, just taking a step forward.

This red dust, this world, this color, all dissipated in an instant, leaving only one color, a pale color.

And the figure of that woman is so vivid.

Fall in front of him and face him:

My name is Ji Shengnan, and you will be mine from now on.

"Ji Shengnan." Lin Ruo muttered.

……

"How can you have a greedy spear." The person in front couldn't help but be surprised at first glance.

Legend has it that there are seven artifacts in this world, namely the Sword of Pride, the Blade of Jealousy, the Short Knife of Wrath, the Halberd of Laziness, the Spear of Greed, the Longbow of Beauty, and the Heavy Hammer of Gluttony.

Legend has it that each artifact corresponds to a person, and only that person can fully drive the artifact and unleash all its power.

This power is different from and above all the forces of this world.

Not only that, but legend has it that these seven artifacts will come together and even destroy the world.

"What greedy spear?" Ji Shengnan had never heard of this name, and he had never known that there was such a thing in his body.

Greedy spear, the word gun on the back, doesn't it mean that he is a spear?

But she never used to.

For a life master, weapons only weaken their power, so they are disdainful.

"You don't know?" The person who came felt that this power was slowly dissipating, and he did not go inside, but came out and looked at Ji Shengnan.

"Looks like you really don't know."

Ji Shengnan finally saw this person clearly, with a black robe, long hair falling down, and dark eyes with a hint of confusion.

The deep sunken eye sockets, the thin face shape, perhaps except for the pair of divine eyes, there is nothing worthy of praise.

But the current man still brings a mysterious color.

The clouds and mist were like a dragon, coiling around this person's body.

"Originally, I didn't plan to let you in, because if you come in, you will also die, but since you have the greedy spear, maybe you won't die."

With a wave of this person's hand, a gust of wind blew, directly dispersing the restraints coiled around her.

Ji Shengnan moved his body bones, although the power of the beast could not run smoothly, but it was much more comfortable than at the beginning.

Looking at the person in front of him and seeing him pointing the way in front, Ji Shengnan followed him directly.

There are too many questions to ask this person, especially the mist scattered here, how can it confuse her life beast like a silver corpse, but actually power.

……

"Brother, look at what's wrong with him, something feels wrong."

Cangluo has been paying attention to the scene on Lin Ruo's side, but he is paying attention, and Cangming is not paying attention.

He thought of a very terrifying thing, that is, maybe Lin Ruo was not dead.

It looks like a silver corpse, but it's not actually dead.

"I don't know, maybe you failed to refine the corpse this time and refined a living person."

"I'm not that good, am I?"

Cangluo also thought so, but he didn't dare to think so.

The southern Xinjiang tribe has a way to bring the dead back to life, but there is a premise, that is, the soul is not gone.

Lin Ruo is obviously not the person whose soul is not gone, if his soul is really not gone, he will not take it to refine the corpse.

For them, the one whose soul is not scattered is the living.

Refining corpses in itself is an existence that violates the harmony of heaven, let alone refining the body of a living person, which is simply a struggle against heaven and earth.

He doesn't have that much power.

So in his opinion, the resurrection of the dead mentioned in the southern Xinjiang tribe is nothing more than bringing the living back to life.

And now he is bringing the dead back to life, which only the founder who created this world can do.

Don't......

Cangluo shook his head.

Dressed in white, with an aperture on his head, the picture of a pair of white wings is too beautiful to imagine.

"Brother, what do you think I should do?"

"I don't know." Cangming himself didn't know, but if Lin Ruo really didn't die, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"Oh, I'll take a look at it too, but I feel like he can be of great help to me."

Cangluo didn't say it, Cangming also had such an idea in his heart.

A silver corpse that doesn't look like a silver corpse might change their current situation.

Preferably.

Cangming thought in his heart.