Lin Beichen picked up the pill on the table and said:

"Robbing people's property, and hurting people, the fault is all on him, I'm just defending and counterattacking.

His strength is not as good as others, and he ended up in life and death, where did you come from to ask for guilt now? ”

"My Buddha is compassionate, we are monks, and if a monk makes a mistake, the monk should have a monk to solve it, and it is not your turn to take action."

The Master of Bitter Labor was unimpressed and immediately said.

When Lin Beichen heard this, he almost laughed angrily.

"According to you, anyone in the world can make mistakes, but you don't need to judge? Say a few words to Amitabha Buddha in front of the Buddha, do you really think that you are beyond the world? ”

Lin Beichen said coldly.

He had just heard the whispers of the crowd, and he was still wondering why this monk had such a dignified killing intent on his body, why he was not expelled from the Buddha's door?

Although the Golden Light Temple is known as a pure place, it is just a domineering place.

The Imperial Capital of Jinguang Temple?

Listen to this name, not only add the word God, but even add a golden light to show the difference.

Where is this a temple, it is clearly a home of luxury and wealth!

The master of hard work looked at Lin Beichen lightly, with no regret on his face, but a smug face.

"The disciple of Jinguang Temple, the imperial capital, should be born extraordinary, and the truth and laws of you ordinary people naturally cannot judge him."

He looked at Lin Beichen contemptuously, stretched out his hand, as if showing off, showing his muscles.

It is said that the poor are rich and martial.

This sentence, whether ancient or modern, is not outdated.

Cultivating the body to the point of being a master of hard work is no longer an ordinary way to do it.

The use of special drugs, even special surgeries, and even ultra-fine management with a professional team.

I am afraid that the manpower and material resources consumed by a master of hard work are not calculated in tens of millions, but in billions.

And how much money can an ordinary person earn all his life?

It is still difficult for ordinary people to save 100,000 yuan, and those who save 1 million are already regarded as rich.

And the million-dollar fortune is probably nothing more than the money of an ordinary meal for a hard-working master.

From his point of view, it seems right that he sees himself as a superior being, does not regard himself as a member of the common people, and does not bind himself to ordinary morals and laws.

But today, he met the wrong opponent.

He can have his own morals and bottom line, and Lin Beichen can also stand on a higher place and treat him as an ant.

"You sow yesterday's cause, and I give today's fruit, but I am just seeking kindness and reaping benevolence."

Lin Beichen said lightly, but he had lost interest in speaking.

He waved his hand, a little bored.

The wooden man was given the order, took a step, gathered his fist, and smashed it with a bang.

The wooden man doesn't know how to fight, and he doesn't have any technology and hard work.

What he has is just a body given by Lin Beichen.

The wooden man smashed out with a punch, without any particular attention, not even a special angle.

In the eyes of outsiders, this punch is just a nonsense punch like a doll's anger, but the terrifying power contained in it should not be underestimated.

Everyone retreated in horror, only the Master of Laborer laughed wildly and struck out.

"Big man, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time."

I saw him scream strangely, and the muscles of his mixed body squirmed wildly, as if countless strange snakes were condensed under his body.

But when I saw him raise his hand and punch it, he slammed it out.

The wind shook and roared.

A figure flew out upside down, smashed dozens of meters, and slammed into the wall of the Starry Sky Society.

On the golden world map, suddenly a human figure appeared.

This man was knocked into the wall more than three inches, and he was the master of hard labor.

However, just when others thought he was injured, he saw the Master of Hard Labor laugh twice and walked out of the wall.

"Sure enough, it's a master, the old man hasn't seen this kind of strong man for many years, and he's very happy!"

The Master of Labor laughed, grabbed a piece of gravel, and pinched it hard.

I only heard the strange click of the rubble, and it was like tofu, and it was crumpled into pieces.

The crowd around them was terrified.

The battle between the two transcendent masters had already exceeded their expectations.

Staying here is a dead end.

Anyone who is shocked by the aftermath of the battle between these two people will be a catastrophe for them.

"It's funny, you can block a punch."

Lin Beichen smiled faintly.

The wooden man was refined by him with the power of the five elements.

The power of the five elements contains the laws of nature.

Although Lin Beichen only added a trace of the Five Elements Qi, the body of the wooden man had already crossed the threshold of transcendence.

In terms of physical strength alone, Lin Beichen did not believe that people who had been trained by nature could reach the height of a wooden man.

It seems that in the world he does not know, these ancient families have studied the human body to an extremely high level, but it has not been published on the market.

However, Lin Beichen just thought about it and was not too surprised.

After all, the medical products on the market still have to consider the ability of others to pay.

And for some commodities, it is necessary to consider not only the acceptance ability of others, but also the impact of stock price.

It's one thing for someone to afford a product when it's launched, and it's another thing to cause stock price turmoil because it's too expensive.

"Old monk, do you still have the strength?"

"Stinky boy, you don't look down on people."

The Master of Bitterness roared and rushed out.

But he went fast and came back faster.

The wooden man kept swinging his fists, as if he was tireless.

The master of hard work is like a piece of tofu, constantly being patted away and coming back.

As spectators, everyone was stunned and even slightly frightened.

Is this really what a human being can achieve?

These two fought a great battle, and almost the entire hall of the Star Association was demolished.

The master of hard labor is unimaginable, and the wooden man is even more unreasonable.

Many people were secretly frightened in their hearts, and the strength of the wooden people seemed to be more terrifying than they imagined.

"This is what you think you are?"

In his spare time, Lin Beichen looked at Qi Tianmad and said lightly.

Monkey King was one of the few people still standing in the room watching the battle.

And his face at this time was extremely ugly.

The master of hard labor came to help, and it was one of his trump cards to suppress Lin Beichen.

However, he didn't expect that the strength of the master of hard labor was so terrifying, but he was still not the opponent of the wooden man.

Where did this big guy come from?

Why had I never heard of this person before?

"Lin Beichen, do you think this is all my means?"

Qi Tianfang took a deep breath and suddenly drank heavily.

"Wei Xingshan, the master of hard work has already come, why are you hiding and hiding?"

"Monkey King, you always call us, why don't you do it yourself?"

Before he could finish speaking, a man stepped out of the crowd.

I saw that this person was wearing a coarse linen suit, looking like a farmer, I couldn't tell how strong he was, but his eyes were full of golden light, like two lampposts, which made people dare not look at each other.

"Longhumen Wei Xingshan, come to receive the teaching."

The man bowed his hand slightly, and began to take a stance.

Hearing his name and surname, the people who had already retreated to the door of the hall couldn't help but exclaim again.

This is a true martial arts legend.

It is different from the monk who was born in the imperial capital Jinguang Temple.

Although the monk's statement was loud, he was only a monk after all, but this Wei Xingshan was an authentic martial artist.

And the most incredible thing is his cultivation method.

Even the most old-fashioned stubborn ones have begun to embrace science and strengthen themselves with modern medicine and biological methods.

But this man is different, he is almost stubborn in using ancient training methods.

For many years, Wei Xingshan has rarely been seen, and it is said that he repairs in the snow mountain all year round.

Under the extremely cold temperature of the snow-capped mountains, it seemed that he could hone his will and body.

For ordinary people, this is like looking for death, but for him, it can stimulate potential and break through the limit.

Over the years, Wei Xingshan has experienced thousands of competitions, but except for a competition three years ago, he lost the rest.

"Wei Xingshan must be 50 years old this year, right? Look at his skin and spirit, how can he have the atmosphere of half cutting into the earth, he is clearly a young strong man under the age of 30! ”

An adventurer said, with uncontrollable envy in his eyes.

Anti-aging, increasing blood oxygen, and even various so-called longevity supplements, everyone knows that they are IQ taxes, but why are they still sold in short supply?

Everyone wants their youth to last forever.

However, others desperately took tonics, and even exchanged blood for internal organs, but they were not as good as Wei Xingshan and others.

Just as everyone was talking to each other, they saw Wei Xingshan put on a posture, and his aura suddenly exploded, like a cannonball that exploded violently.

And that's not all Pious Monkey's hole cards.

I saw Qi Tian's cuffs flipped over, and he actually took a whistle from under the plain robe.

He put the whistle to his mouth and blew it gently.

A sound of eagles crying in the sky resounded all around.

The top of the hall shattered, and between the shattered glass, a man in a black robe suddenly fell to the ground.

The vault of the Starry Sky Club is a star pattern, and the bottom surface is more than 20 meters from the top.

This man fell from the height of eight or nine stories, unscathed, but as light as a bird.

I saw that after he landed on the ground, his momentum was not weaker than Wei Xingshan.

The people around couldn't help but gasp.

This master is not weaker than Wei Xingshan, so there are three more peerless masters on the scene.

If you add the monk who consumed the strength of the wooden man's strength before, there are four peerless masters and challenge one, I'm afraid that no matter how powerful the wooden man is, he won't be able to stop the wheel war, right?

The atmosphere was tense.

Everyone sweated for Lin Beichen, but Lin Beichen looked at everyone lightly as if nothing had happened, and after scanning the circle, he finally fell on Zhao Wufu.

"Aren't you going to make a move?"

Lin Beichen said lightly.

Zhao Wuwu smiled and did not answer.

Zhao Huanglong's old face had a thick smile on his face, and he said with a smile:

"Lin Gongzi, you rejected my family before, if we make a move for you now, it is not right, if you choose to join my Zhao family, even if it is bankrupt, my Zhao family is willing to protect you."

"So, what you want is the secret recipe for this elixir?"

Lin Beichen said leisurely.

He found himself underestimating the greed in people's hearts.

He even underestimated the impact of an ordinary elixir.

This elixir was made by him casually, and it only contained a trace of the qi of the five elements.

For Lin Beichen, kneading the pill is as easy as breathing.

And the elixir, which was almost useless to him, attracted the persecution of major families and peerless masters.

Previously, Lin Beichen didn't know how deep these people's obsession was.

It was only at this time, seeing that the battle they had set up was so big, that Lin Beichen realized that the value of these pills in his hand might be far greater than a mountain of gold.

The thousand-year-old family, for the elixir that can enhance the power of the family's bloodline genes, its degree of importance is even far more than that of gold and silver.

Zhongchengguan divides the members of the family into three or even four classes, and the division rules are not based on ability, but by bloodline.

Previously, Lin Beichen only felt that this division was unreasonable, but now that they look at it, this actually has their own reasons.

For thousands of years, they have been able to survive one disaster after another, and the money in their hands is not the key, but the person who always has the power to turn the tide whenever the family encounters a crisis.

These people are genetically better!

Passed down from generation to generation, their desire for genes has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of defeat?"

Lin Beichen said lightly.

"We're not going to fail."

Qi Tianmad's face was proud.

In order to succeed today, he invited the Quartet masters.

Although Zhongcheng Pavilion did not do it, if he promised heavy profits, Zhongcheng Pavilion probably would not choose Lin Beichen.

At this time, the only thing that has not intervened is Wannianfeng.

But even if Wan Nianfeng didn't do it, he didn't dare to offend them, at most he just watched coldly.

"Lin Beichen, your backer is only this strong man, but we rely on the two of us to contain him, even if I am the only one to do it, it is enough to catch you."

Qi Tian said with a wild smile, nodding at the two beside him.

Wei Xingshan and the black-robed man suddenly moved forward, one left and one right, and attacked the wooden man.

Lin Beichen never made a move, in their opinion, Lin Beichen did not have the slightest threat on his body, this person was just an ordinary person.

The reason why they failed in a row was purely because the wooden people were too well protected.

Now that the wooden people are being wheeled and warned, it is absolutely impossible to protect Lin Beichen anymore.

It's the confidence of being a master of decision-making.

Ms. Qi looked at Lin Beichen silently, and sighed in her heart.

She gave Lin Beichen enough opportunities, but Lin Beichen never seized them.

She didn't want to watch a promising young man die early.

However, Ms. Qi was thinking about it, but she suddenly frowned.

Until now, Lin Beichen's expression was still very calm.

Does he still have hole cards?

Just as Ms. Qi was thinking, the fight on the field was already extremely anxious.

The two masters entered again, which immediately relieved the pressure on the hard work master.

At this time, the master of hard labor was red and swollen, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and suffered countless wounds all over his body, but he still laughed and was not afraid of death.

For him, dying from battle was not even a punishment, but a reward.

Wei Xingshan is a martial idiot in Longhu Mountain, and his whole body is full of murder techniques.

The black-robed man, on the other hand, was extremely fast, with a smart body, holding a dagger in his hand, like a ghostly black shadow, constantly wandering on the battlefield, frequently stabbing at the weak position of the wooden man's body. (End of chapter)