The situation in the Zhiwu Continent has been turned upside down, while the Jinhun Continent has returned to relative peace after the rise of Long Jue.
As usual, Lin Zhengtian walked to the martial arts hall after a night of meditation.
This martial arts hall was built in Tai Chi City by Bai Ye, who invited masters from Zhiwu Continent. The mechanisms, arrays, barriers, etc. inside are far beyond the level of soul users who enter the Soul Continent. Most of Long's elite seeds, every
Ridu will receive instruction from the powerful Long Jue here, and sometimes even powerful experts from the Wanxiang Sect will come to teach.
People like Fu Qingqing, Yin Xueyue and others had a close relationship with Bai Ye, so they had strong men to personally guide them. Originally, a pinnacle supreme wanted to personally teach Lin Zhengtian one-on-one, but he refused.
Like most people, he listened to classes here every day, practiced soul cultivation, and competed with others on soul skills. His life was ordinary.
This makes many people confused.
As a soul practitioner, abundant cultivation resources are a must for cultivation, but Lin Zhengtian seems to be indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't care about anything at all.
Until this day...
On a secluded path to the martial arts hall, a figure suddenly appeared in the void next to him, as if he had arrived suddenly, and was extremely ghostly.
"You seem to be used to life here."
The figure wore a bronze mask and glazed clothes. Although the dress was extremely exaggerated, it did not make people feel dazzling at all. Especially Long Jueren who passed by Lin Zhengtian seemed to have not seen him.
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Lin Zhengtian's face remained calm, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Yes, the life here is indeed very intoxicating. You only need to quietly listen to the sounds around you every day, but you don't have to follow it. There is nothing
There are no plots or plots in fighting, and more importantly, I have made a group of friends who treat me sincerely..."
"Young Master, you should have not forgotten your mission. You can't stay here forever. You have more important things to do. Have you forgotten the purpose of coming to Qingge Continent?" The man said calmly.
vocal tract.
"Purpose?" Lin Zhengtian grinned: "What purpose?"
"Master!"
A trace of anxiety flashed through the man's eyes under the mask, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "You only have the last step to cross the threshold and enter the highest realm. It is precisely because of this that you came to Qingge Continent.
But now, you haven't changed at all, and you are wasting your time here! Since this place is not as good as you said, it can help you take this last step, why don't you go back with your subordinates! The master and the others are all thinking about you."
"Concerned?"
Lin Zhengtian shook his head with a wry smile on his face: "Xiaohe, I'm not stupid. My family had such high hopes on me back then, hoping that I could seize that position and inherit that realm. It's a pity that I was soft-hearted and let him go.
I was framed by him and allowed him to seize the throne. However, I was ruined and reviled by thousands of people. I was also abandoned by the family and became a great disgrace to the Lin family. I said that I will never return to the family until I take the last step. Don't say that again.
Yes, go back."
"That's not your fault, young master. If you want to blame it, you can only blame the human heart. No one can guess the human heart."
The bronze masked man took a step back.
"Since the young master failed, the family has trained the young master Junhong to replace you. As the representative of the family, he will negotiate with all parties."
"Cousin...how did he do?" Lin Zhengtian smiled lightly.
The man in the bronze mask was silent for a moment: "Very good... The patriarch and the elders are very optimistic about him. Many people think... he is better than you, young master."
"Isn't that great?" Lin Zhengtian whispered.
"Master, you should know better than me what this means. Once Young Master Junhong is selected as the candidate for the next clan leader, will there be a place for you in the Lin family?"
Lin Zhengtian fell silent for a long time.
The man in the bronze mask took a deep breath, bowed to Lin Zhengtian, and then slowly retreated.
Lin Zhengtian watched calmly as the man in the bronze mask left, not moving at all.
He stood there for a long time, and it wasn't until Zi Xiao came up from behind and patted him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses.
"Are you okay? Zhengtian, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh, it's nothing... Classes will start soon, let's go there quickly."
"Um."
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Imperial City.
There was silence in the city lord's palace. Except for Qian Yizhen and Huo Huang, there was no one with half a soul around.
Even Qian Yizhen looked pious at the moment, with his head lowered and not daring to raise his head to look at the people in the ruins.
All the immeasurable materials were absorbed by Bai Ye. At this moment, Bai Ye was like a wolf that had had a good meal, with a face full of satisfaction. The nine marks on his body were still emitting a faint light, and the soul energy overflowing around him had already
It has become so profound that even the genius cannot analyze it.
Bai Ye took a deep breath, closed his eyes and looked around. Three new and immature heavenly souls were rippling in his body.
Qingli.
fury.
Break the tiger.
The three newly born Heavenly Souls are all at the same level.
"There are six heavenly souls in Huang Cang Land. If we use evil and forbidden techniques to capture them, we can only capture two at most. But I captured three of them at once... The emperor's technique is really amazing."
Bai Ye was filled with joy.
However, these three heavenly souls are still very fragile, like newborn babies, and it is impossible for them to be used in fighting. It is even very difficult to activate the soul energy.
It also requires a cyclical and gradual process, and it is necessary to cultivate these heavenly souls to make them strong.
Fortunately, Bai Ye is now rich and powerful, so it is extremely easy to mutate the Heavenly Soul.
Bai Ye was not in a hurry to leave. He sat cross-legged among the ruins and started practicing again.
Circles of light bloomed like ripples, and mysterious soul power continued to ripple in all directions.
But at this moment, an uninvited guest arrived in Huangtian City...
He ignored everything and walked directly towards the city lord's mansion.
After Huangtian City changed hands, Long Jue was undergoing reconstruction work. In addition, major families came to redeem the children of Luanwu Academy. Therefore, countless people came in and out of Huangtian City every day, and no one paid attention to this person's arrival.
Until he approached the city lord's mansion.
"Who are you? Lord Dragon is practicing here. Master Qian has an order that no one is allowed to come near. Please leave quickly."
When the guards on the outside saw the people approaching, they raised their halberds and shouted.
But before he could finish his words, he was split in half by a sharp soul energy and died on the spot.
When the surrounding guards saw this, they immediately sounded the alarm and rushed towards this direction. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded this person tightly.
Qian Yizhen in the city lord's palace was still immersed in the mysterious soul power overflowing in the white night. When he heard the sound of the alarm, he woke up, frowned, and immediately rushed over.
As soon as he approached the door of the mansion, the pungent smell of blood immediately wafted over him and he stepped out of the door.
However, as soon as he went out, what he saw in front of him shocked him greatly.
This is the scene of Shura.
The fifty guards stationed outside the palace all died tragically. Almost all of them were split into two, their internal organs and blood were scattered all over the floor. There was not a single complete body.
He stared blankly, looking toward the center of the broken corpses, and saw a man wearing a black robe with long hair hanging down standing there.
He held a long blade close to his arm, the blade was radiating with light, and he glanced around with a pair of cold sword eyes. His whole body was spinning like a wind blade, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword.
Qian Yizhen’s eyes were serious.
Even he couldn't see through this person's cultivation.
Who is this?
When did such a terrifying existence appear in Zhiwu Continent?
"Who is Byakuya?"
He turned around and walked towards Qian Yizhen, stepping on the corpses on the ground.
"Who are you? Why do you want to see my master?" Qian Yizhen asked seriously.
To be continued...