Facing the suspicious expressions of the disciples of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, Teng Ming could only grin and smirk, he couldn't afford to offend the other party.

The disciples of this sect, the elders were nothing in his eyes, but he couldn't rely on the young master who was too strong.

In a big battle, the area of nearly 5,000 miles of the Tuomi Plain turned into a grand canyon, but the big barren mountain in front of him did not even break a stone.

It's outrageous, and it also proves that the strength of this sect is unfathomable.

"You wait here, let's go and report. ”

Glancing at Teng Ming scrutinically, the Sword Sect disciple finally said.

The Great Wilderness Sword Sect closed the mountain, and recently, the senior brothers in the sect have all gone crazy in cultivation, and they are holding back their strength and practicing frantically.

I don't know why, the aura in the barren mountain suddenly became abundant, and this feeling of aura entering the body at all times made them addicted.

If it's not a major event, I really don't want to move.

The news was quickly reported to the Sword Palace and entered Jiang Liu's ears.

"Dahuang Immortal Sect, Teng Ming, what is he here for?"

With doubts on his face, Jiang Liu thought in his heart.

An ordinary god elder, he didn't care. In his eyes, there are only those who have stepped into the scope of the sect and those who are outside, these two strengths.

It doesn't matter if it's strong or not, what matters is where you stand.

In other words, the realm cultivation of this world did not have any effect on him. The transformation of the gods, Mahayana, is just a mediocre name.

"Let him in!"

The heaviest, the river flows back.

He still has an impression of this strong man who has been beaten by himself, and he is also more curious about the other party's purpose.

But in a moment, Teng Ming came to Tianshu Peak, he took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, and then his expression changed, and he strode into the Sword Palace.

"Wow!"

Before the people arrived, the river had already heard a terrible cry.

"Jiang Zhangjiao, help!"

Then, it was Teng Ming's pale face with tears, full of ravines, and a kidney deficiency.

Jiang Liu was stunned, what kind of play is this old guy playing?

"Poof!"

Teng Ming took two steps in three steps, and before Jiang Liu could react, he knelt directly on his knees and hugged his thighs.

"Help, Jiang Zhangjiao, only you can save me now. ”

Jiang Liu had a toothache, watched the other party rub his tears and snot on his legs, stretched out his right hand, and pushed it out directly.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Teng Ming cried sadly, screamed miserably, and tried his best to put on a cute expression on his old face, his eyes widened, and he was exuding brilliance.

Jiang Liu took a breath, and this old Kazlan couldn't look directly at all.

"Teng Ming came to join the Jiang Zhangjiao, hoping to join your sect and add firewood to your sect. ”

Teng Ming said loudly, in order to show his sincerity, he kowtowed heavily on the floor one after another, and when he got up, his forehead was blue, swollen high, and the floor was cracked.

"Take refuge in me, join the sect, are you in a bad head?"

Jiang Liu grinned, looking at the floor that was cracked by the old guy's head in distress.

This has to be paid, and it has to be added!

"Jiang Zhangjiao fought with that mysterious female powerhouse, the Tuomi Plain became a Grand Canyon, and the Dahuang Immortal Sect was razed to the ground, and the disciples of the sect suffered heavy losses. ”

"After Teng Ming reported the news to the headquarters, the headquarters threw this pot on my head, the old man was angry. Obviously it has nothing to do with me, the Dahuang Immortal Sect is too unsophisticated!"

Teng Ming was really angry, and when he thought about it, he trembled.

"But the Dahuang Immortal Sect is powerful, and if you want to send someone to arrest me, the old man has no way at all. ”

Jiang Liu blinked: "Then you can just be arrested by him." Are you a member of the Great Huang Immortal Sect, are you not bound by them?"

"Dare to judge the door casually?"

As soon as Teng Ming heard this, his face turned green, he didn't expect this Jiang Zhangjiao to reply like this, and he took a breath.

"At that time, I also took the initiative to take refuge in the Dahuang Immortal Sect, because of sincerity, they did not let me hand over the soul guide, but in fact, there was no restraint. ”

He gritted his teeth.

Jiang Liu was stunned and glanced at the other party with strange eyes.

This old guy has a criminal record, no wonder the verdict is so decisive.

"Now only Jiang Zhangjiao can save me, I beg you to take me in. ”

"Although the old man's strength is mediocre, he is a god realm, and he can contribute to your sect, teach disciples, fight on the battlefield, and do his best!"

Teng Ming said loudly, his tone was extremely solemn.

"The gods are also hierarchical!"

At this moment, a calm voice came, Jiang Liu looked up, and saw Fang Lin stepping into the Sword Palace, looking at Teng Ming with a frown.

"Elder Fang, you seem to have a good complexion. ”

Jiang Liu smiled.

"Zhangjiao, recently cultivated, the injury recovered quickly, and the sect's various elixirs are also in constant supply, and now the strength has an out-of-body period. ”

"I believe that in more than ten years, we will be able to return to the peak. ”

Fang Lin said with a smile.

He could feel that the aura of the Great Wilderness Mountain seemed to be getting thicker recently, and he guessed in his heart that this young master should have communicated with the spirit of luck and awakened the Yuan Force of the mountains and rivers.

The god of luck is a kind of god who is for everyone and he is for everyone. Absorbing the luck of the mountains and rivers and the power of faith, it can also feed back the mountains and rivers and the sect.

"I look forward to your time back to the top. ”

The river returned.

Then, he quietly looked at the two people in the hall.

"You are weak-willed, and your cultivation is only new to the Transformation God Realm, and your strength is not strong. ”

"Like you, you are like a crucian carp crossing the river in this world, and there are countless of them. ”

Fang Lin said two words lightly, which also made Teng Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, his face dark and dark.

"In charge of teaching, in all levels of cultivation, from Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, to Yuan Infant, and out-of-body period, in fact, the difference in cultivation strength is not too big. ”

"Yes, it's just a crushing gap between realms. ”

"But if a monk becomes a god, he enters a new world, and his perception is extended, and he is able to penetrate the essence of the world and see different colors. ”

"The strong have a deeper perception of nature and a bigger world to see. ”

"Ordinary gods are just mediocre, and the strength they have is only stronger than that of out-of-body. ”

"Those who are weaker and have a thinner background can only walk on this road by themselves, waste the years, and finally become passers-by. ”

Every time Fang Lin said a word, Teng Ming's face became ugly.

"The realm of transformation is the realm of developing the limits of the human body, the fastest potential, and the greatest realm. ”

"The gap is naturally large. ”

"The strong are like dragons, and the weak are like ants!"

Teng Ming gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long time. He is naturally not a strong person, at best he is ordinary, not only because of the exercises, but also because of the development of his own potential and the depth of his perception.

The exercises are acceptable, but the potential is low, and the perception is also miserable, so they are naturally weak and ordinary.

Only by being strong in all aspects can we stand out in this situation. In the same realm, one is a hundred, a thousand, or even a thousand!

The path of cultivation is like leaping over the dragon gate, and when you reach the god, you are in the dragon gate. Jackie Chan, adult worm, all under this jump.

Turning into gods, turning into gods, some people into gods, some people into grass gods.

"You say you're a god, so what level are you?"

Fang Lin's last sentence hit Teng Ming's heart heavily, leaving him speechless, and there were more tears in his eyes.

Jiang Liu suddenly realized that there are many gods in the world, but they are also very different.

The difference between one realm is even more than the sum of all the previous realms.

However, this is still far away for him, and the mainstream strength of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect is still building a foundation, which is too far behind.

He himself, when it comes to the realm, is still just a primordial baby.

Thinking of this, Jiang Liu couldn't help but be embarrassed.

I always thought I was a master, but if I pulled it out, it turned out to be really just a rookie.

You have to work hard! This realm makes him feel that his old face can't hang up.