Lin Xiao, seventeen years old, a true Yuan eighth-layer martial artist, has ordinary talent, medium height, average body shape, and mediocre appearance, belonging to the kind of goods that will disappear if thrown into the pile, but he has inherited his father's ability to tend to be inflammatory, and has won Lin Qian's trust. After he heard the news of Lin Nan's return, he came to report to Lin Qian, and with his respectful and adoring eyes, it could be seen that Lin Qian was definitely an idol-level existence in his mind.

"Probably. According to the news from the family before, not only did he fully recover, but he also defeated Lin Yan, who had been promoted to the Sanhua Realm not long ago. And...... When you worship your ancestors, don't you really see anything abnormal?" Lin Qiandai frowned slightly and asked. Even when she was sitting cross-legged, Lin Qian's body exuded an arrogant atmosphere, giving people a feeling of being high above and rejecting people thousands of miles away.

As a talented girl on the first day of the Lin family, Lin Qian has been proud like a peacock since she was a child, and she is indeed proud of her qualifications, her talent and appearance are all dragons and phoenixes among people, especially after stepping into the Sanhua Realm, she has shown more amazing potential, and she has already started the cultivation of the ground-level superb "Pure Yang Fist Sutra" for half a year, and her current strength can definitely be described as unfathomable among the junior disciples, although she still failed to break through to the second layer of the Sanhua Realm.

Martial artists, it is very difficult to improve the realm, even if it is a layer.

True Yuan Realm, the average martial artist can not reach the ninth layer of the True Yuan Realm until he is about 20 years old, and the more geniuses, such as Lin Nan before, will not be able to reach the age of eighteen or nineteen, even if he starts cultivating at the age of 8 at the late age, it will take about 12 years on average to be promoted from the first layer of the True Yuan Realm to the ninth layer.

And the Sanhua Realm, once a martial artist is promoted to the Sanhua Realm, there will be a qualitative improvement in comprehension, meridians, dantian, etc., however, even so, it will take nearly ten years for the average martial artist to be promoted from the first layer of the Sanhua Realm to the ninth layer, and the premise is that the soul power and comprehension have not grown to their own limits, even if they are real geniuses, it will take a few years.

"That is, it's a little weird to pass out on the ground, and I really haven't found anything abnormal, Sister Qian, do you say that the manifestation of the ancestor may be true?"

"The world is so big, there are no surprises. Perhaps...... Okay, there you go. I'm not done with my homework for today. ”

"Well, Sister Qian, you are already a beautiful girl on the first day of the Qianyuan Kingdom today, don't put too much pressure, even if Lin Nan is stronger than before, he can't be your opponent, and he can't threaten you at all, you should let yourself relax appropriately, or relax...... The eldest prince has come to see you several times, and you are in retreat......"

"Hmm. Lin Qian's expression did not change in the slightest, she just answered lightly, and then closed her eyes, obviously unwilling to say more.

Lin Xiao also left on his own.

What Lin Xiao didn't know was that after he left, Lin Qian opened his eyes again, frowned, and muttered to himself: "How can it be easy to obtain the qualification to cultivate the Pure Yang Fist Sutra and successfully participate in the enlightenment?" Although it took a lot longer, he may really have cultivated for a while before starting to comprehend the ......."

"Hmph, since I was a child, I can always press you until now, and I can still continue to press you! No matter what, you can't think of surpassing me!"

"Do you think I really have more cultivation resources than you? Father, how many resources they deducted from you, how many resources I took less, and from beginning to end, I only took less pills than you! Because, you still have the elixir supplement that your father earned for you! And I, just took it, I know the amount you take......"

"Every time I seriously injure you, I will stop cultivating for as long as you cultivate, and relax myself for as long as I want, again, I don't take any advantage of you!"

"Even if you really get the blessing of your ancestors, what? You will never be able to surpass me!"

If at this moment, Lin Qian's words were heard by her father and others, they would have to be shocked to death, Lin Qian did a qiē, they didn't know at all, this is really crazy, self-esteem and competitiveness are so strong that Cheng Dù is outrageous, paranoid to the point of madness.

"Year-end Dabi, I'll wait for you!"

After Lin Qian finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes, and the breath around her body suddenly became cold to the bone, at this moment, there is no doubt that if she was seen by her father and others, she would be shocked. You must know that Lin Qian started the Pure Yang Fist Sutra half a year ago, but the breath at this moment is clearly pure Yin!

......

Late at night, in front of the palace engraved with "Wu Zhiyuan".

"Bang bang bang!"

"The chicken is soft, the chicken is soft, the obedient door is not a couple!" (Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, open the door! It's me!)

A figure, under the cover of the night, suddenly came quickly, stopped in front of Wu Zhiyuan, who had just been promoted to the top ten and moved into the top ten palace, seemed to be very anxious to knock on the door and shouted loudly.

It's just that the words shouted out were full of leaky air, unclear, this guy was Wu Zhigao who had just returned from Qianyun Mountain.

"Who? Mara Gobi! Lao Tzu already knows that Lin Nan's waste is back, and he will spread the word with Lao Tzu, no matter who it is, he doesn't need to report to Lao Tzu again! Lao Tzu is cultivating, cultivating! cultivating! cultivating!

In the palace, in the small training ground with a radius of 100 meters, Wu Zhiyuan, who was practicing martial arts with his upper body naked, exuded a violent aura all over his body, and the pale yellow Zhenyuan sneered, and after hearing the rapid knock on the door, he jumped directly like thunder, almost roaring in the direction of the palace gate.

"Boom!"

After speaking, a punch blasted out, and the extremely violent fist seemed to burst the void.

Angry, very angry, extremely angry!

This is already the eighth time in two hours that it has been interrupted, can Lao Tzu complete his daily cultivation tasks?

"The chicken is soft, the chicken is soft, the chicken is high...... Good door, ......" (Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, it's me, Zhigao, open the door quickly...... ）

"Bang bang bang!"

"The ghost is called Nima!!" Wu Zhiyuan suddenly realized that it was difficult to hear his words outside, this was similar to the cave mansion in Qianyun Mountain, and if he wanted to retreat, he could only go to the secret room in the palace, and he was angry, but Wu Zhiyuan still opened the door.

"Who are you?" Wu Zhiyuan was shocked when he saw someone coming, and couldn't help but take a step back and frowned. Under the faint starlight, where is the appearance of a human being?

"The chicken is soft, the chicken is high!" Wu Zhigao said with a leaky mouth, the heart was called a depression, when he was in the cave, he had just been beaten, although he was unrecognizable, but he was not swollen, but now, he was in a hurry to come back, and he had no time to urge Zhenyuan to heal, his whole face was really swollen into a pig's head, his eyes became a thin line, and his mouth seemed to be twice elongated, like two horizontal sausages, and more importantly, the teeth on the two cheeks were almost gone, leaving only four front teeth!

That's a terrible word!!

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