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In the evening, a little indifferent and tasteless Wuran took Murong Ling back to the palace, after more than half a month of rest, the purple stone in his body was running all the time, and Wuran felt as if his cultivation was about to break through the middle of the martial arts five grades.

With the lesson of the last time, he no longer intends to forcibly suppress the cultivation, but let it break through naturally, although the physical body may not be able to keep up with the growth rate of the cultivation, but as long as the strength of the physical body is increased in time, it will be fine.

This purple stone is simply a kind of cultivation artifact, Wu Ran only knows that he fainted when he first performed 'Cang Life, My Dictatorship', and then when he woke up, there was such a thing in his body, and he also washed and molded his body at the moment of crisis, which can be said to be a rare treasure.

In fact, Wu Ran had some guesses in his heart, he had the impression that the power of the first time he cast 'Cang Life, My Dictatorship' was much more powerful than the power he was exerting now, and he felt that the giant shadow at that time seemed to have a soul, but the 'Cang Life, My Dictatorship' that was cast afterwards no longer had that strange feeling.

I remember that my father once said that the first generation of killing bodies was the homeless ancestor Wuxutian, and according to the fact that he mentioned this style to the predecessors of Emperor Tian, there was no such situation when he used it.

Then there is only one possibility, the first time to cast 'life'. The phantom that appeared when I was a dictatorship should be the ancestor, and this purple stone is likely to be given to me by the ancestor, and then when I cast 'Cang Life, my dictatorship', it was not as powerful as the first time, perhaps because the first giant shadow had a trace of the ancestor's spirituality, or the soul, and the phantom that appeared after the cast became more and more like Wuran himself.

Wu Ran thought of this at this time, and there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment, no matter how much the secret skills brought by this 'killing duel' could not be worse than those heaven-level martial arts, the killing body can be feared by the world, but it is not only the cultivation and physical body that increase the terror.

Thinking about this move, 'Cang Life, My Dictatorship' is to increase its power with the growth of personal cultivation, and it is not the kind of ordinary strength enhancement due to the growth of strength, just like the incarnation outside the body, it becomes spiritual, and it is impossible to say that it can really become an entity in the end, but these things are not very certain, because these things have not been recorded in the memory of Emperor Tian's predecessors, and some of the things that Wu Ran knows about the killing body are known from Emperor Tian's memory.

Maybe it's because Emperor Tian's strength is not enough for him to know, but if he can't even do Di Tian's strength, then these are still too far away from Wuran.

With enough energy, Wuran's 'Killing' has evolved faster, and with the presence of purple stone, he doesn't have to worry about energy, and he doesn't have to hunt blood essence all the time. Speaking of which, Wu Ran is actually a little disgusted with the kind of days that keep killing people.

Speaking of which, if Wu Ran went to the Xingchen Sect, the Cangyun Legion would have to choose another deputy leader, but the royal family had already made a choice about these things, and they planned to let Li Tianlai take over Wu Ran's position, after all, Li Tian originally had the capital and strength to assume that position.

It's just a pity that Wu Ran has put in the effort, originally thought of relying on the Holy Pole Gate and his position in the army to let himself have the capital for revenge, but he didn't expect to be selected by the Xingchen Sect in a blink of an eye and become the eldest disciple of the Xingchen Sect, which made Wu Ran sigh a little for a while, the plan really couldn't catch up with the changes.

More than a year of hard work, blood and sweat, and endless slaughter have brought him the dazzling strength of his peers.

A year ago, he originally wanted to accept the kindness of his fiancée Murong Ling, and planned to study military books and political strategies hard, hoping that he could be worthy of his fiancée, and he didn't want the family to suddenly collapse.

When was he still a young man who had his dantian destroyed and destroyed the meridians of his whole body, but now, his angular face, tall figure, explosive muscles hidden under the all-white robe, and the cultivation of a martial artist and five grades all show his strength.

Compared with the past, he has changed too much, not the increase in cultivation, but the tempering of iron and blood in the army, maybe the tempering can really make people grow, in the army, every day is either you die or I die in life, so that he becomes more iron-blooded and careful, because if not, it is he who dies, and his current achievements have his dedication and efforts.

Looking at the beautiful woman beside him, for some reason, he felt a lot of emotion at this moment, looking back on the past, just over a year, he felt like he had experienced a life.

Wu Ran hugged the beautiful woman beside him, smelled the fragrance of her hair, closed her eyes, hugged quietly, and did not speak.

The thoughtful Murong Ling felt that something was wrong with Wuran, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There's a bit of confusion in my mind. Wu Ran said in a muffled voice, his tone a little low.

Thinking of the days in the army, naturally it also reminded him of the iron brother who was like his brother, although everything about the iron brother made him put it in a corner of his heart, but he did not forget, he mentioned this matter when he returned to the capital to see his father-in-law Murong Aotian, so that the empire could give the Tie family some care, this is his promise to Tie Ge, Tie Ge died for him, he is not a forgetful person, when he succeeds in cultivation in the future, he will repay Tie Ge for saving his life and sacrificing himself.

"Brother Ran, don't think too much, those people are indeed powerful, but Ling'er believes that Brother Ran will definitely not be weaker than them in the same realm. Murong Ling comforted softly, she thought it was the impact of Wu Ming's strength on Wuran, which made Wuran a little disbelieving.

Hearing this, Wuran let go of Murong Ling with a smile, and looked into Murong Ling's eyes: "Your Wuran brother is not so easy to be scared, so Ling'er doesn't have to worry about me being troubled by this at all, she can do as much as she can, his ability is strong for him, I won't be easily angry."

After Wuran finished speaking, he gently patted Murong Ling's head, the seventeen-year-old Wuran is more than one meter eight tall, Murong Ling is not short, one meter six or eight tall, but in front of Wuran, he still has to be almost a head shorter.

"Hmm!"

Murong Ling's little face was a little red, and she looked so cute, she shook her head without a smile, shook off the trivial things in her mind, and leaned forward with Murong Ling's delicate face.

The kiss of a young boy and a girl is invisible to anyone, but it is extremely warm.