It's coming. It's not too late.

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The sun is scorching.

Tan Weiran licked the cracked lips, and there was a trace of blood in the crack, which made a little cool feeling ripple on the tip of his tongue, and he actually smiled comfortably.

From my memory, I found this very familiar feeling.

The road to self-hardening back then took millions of miles, including sea and land, cold and hot, perhaps much hotter than these days.

Zhou Dapeng kept licking his lips, it was too hot, and every trace of moisture in his body was evaporated: "Younger, you have been exposed to the sun and peeled off."

Looking at the youngest who was originally red in lips and white in teeth, who was exposed to the sun for several days and turned black, Zhou Dapeng was furious. How could those who saw Lifeng bear to do such shameless and tormenting disgusting things?

Tan Weiran's words were very soft: "Speak less and save effort."

The air is filled with extremely unbearable high temperatures. I have no doubt that I can steam an egg.

Tan Weiran's cross-legged posture seemed to have never moved a single point since ancient times. Zhou Dapeng was very strange. At the youngest young age and from a noble family, how could he tolerate such high temperatures?

Not to mention seven days, even for a moment, Zhou Dapeng felt that he could endure hardships and could not bear it. However, he thought so seven days ago, and seven days later, he still thought so.

There were bursts of laughter coming from the side.

Zhou Dapeng kept suppressing his eyes and was unwilling to look over there, otherwise he felt that he would definitely make his stomach angry. Tan Weiran was not afraid, so he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at him with a faint look.

It is said that it is on the side, but in fact it is about two or three thousand meters away. The environment where the eight disciples of Jianlifeng, including Wang Dinghai and Ning Xinyuan, and the environment where the two of them live in is simply paradise.

The sweet spring, the juicy fruits, the flowers and green grass, everything you can think of is there. Wang Dinghai and others were lying comfortably in the clear pond, playing happily in the water, while deliberately laughing loudly here.

The desert on the side of Tan Weiran and the other two formed a completely different extreme contrast.

A bright red fruit was stuffed into his mouth, which was particularly plump and juicy. Ning Xinyuan said deliberately: "I'm eating a lot, what should I do if I can't finish it later."

"If you can't finish eating, throw it away and feed the dog."

Ning Xinyuan glanced at him again and said in a sweet voice: "The water is so cold, it would be great if there was a hot spring."

Zhou Dapeng was furious and jumped up, wanting to say something, but he knew that he could not scold others, so he sat down cross-legged in disappointment to avoid wasting his energy.

"Hahaha." Wang Dinghai and others laughed smugly and poured the sweet clear spring down from the head: "It's so hot, so hot, it's much cooler now. Hahaha."

Tan Weiran and the other two were in the scorching sun and high temperature for seven days. Wang Dinghai and his group lived a pleasant and beautiful life opposite each other, deliberately irritating and disgusting for seven days.

This time, Zhou Dapeng learned his lesson and just closed his eyes and said that he would not hear or see.

After a while of excitement, he saw that the two of them didn't say anything or looked over. Wang Dinghai and others were bored and sneered and said sarcastically: "I really think I am something, but just two things that don't know the height of the world."

"Tan Weiran? What a great reputation, I was scared. But why did I hear that someone had inexplicably scattered his scattering? The warrior of scattering his scattering his scattering peacock."

"That's it. When the people who saw Yongfeng saw us, they still had to show their respect. So what if they beat Yongfeng? I really think I am the best in the world. I am very famous? I just whisper a few words. Some people really think how outstanding they are."

"I heard that some people praised him as one of the most outstanding disciples in ten years. What qualifications are he qualified to be with Senior Brother Ning Shuyuan Ning and others, and it is not qualified to lick the soles of Senior Brother Ning. Even Senior Brother Liu and the others have not become one of the most outstanding disciples. What qualifications are Tan Weiran a guy who has been in the first place for a year?"

When he praised his brother, Ning Xinyuan, who was delicate and cute, giggled, "My brother is very humble, not like those arrogant and arrogant people."

"If I say that Senior Brother Ning and Senior Brother Wei Rubei Wei are comparable."

A group of people soon forgot to disgust people, so they went to praise Ning Shuyuan and others. Zhou Dapeng was so nauseous that he had entered the Peak of the Singing Spirit. Otherwise, if he was at Peak of the Li Peak, he would have suspected that he would not be able to stay for a day.

Jianlifeng also includes poor families, but once they enter Jianlifeng, they will inevitably flatter and form cliques, and will sooner or later be swallowed up by the environment. Otherwise, it is certain that they will be rejected, and the true disciples will act arrogantly, and the wealthy families will still be crowded out so that they have no way out. They would rather not come back after going out.

There was noisy across the street.

A steaming breath ejaculated from Tan Weiran's mouth.

Tan Weiran slowly opened his eyes, nodded in satisfaction and smiled: "It's the seventh level."

"About four months, it should be enough to reach the ninth level or the micro-viewing realm!"

The so-called four months are calculated based on the six times the flow rate of the small secret realm. In terms of calculation, Tan Weiran and the other two have passed fourteen months in the small secret realm.

The operator often creates some strange environments, deliberately makes people disgusting, and is delaying some time. Tan Weiran's progress can be faster.

A piece of sun-breaked dead skin was torn off from his face, Tan Weiran looked at the laughter and laughter coldly like the opposite of heaven, revealing an endless sarcastic sneer: "I don't know if they are here to practice or enjoy."

The path to the martial arts of immortality is not hardship or suffering. However, if you cannot endure hardship and cannot endure loneliness, you will definitely not go far.

There are never many warriors who collapse and give up on themselves because they cannot bear the pain and cannot endure loneliness.

Talking about the pain when practicing Qi in the future is purely brought by the Taishang Nirvana, and it is purely a special case.

Whether it is in heaven or sarcasm, Tan Weiran didn't want to pay attention to it at all, and he didn't realize it, calmly sinking into his mind.

A trace of sword intent releases soft light, light and shallow.

"Great Light Sword!"

It's very much like a mouse pulling a turtle, and it always feels like starting. Looking at this sword intent, Tan Weiran slowly stood up, closed his eyes while figuring out the sword intent, and drew the sword to swing the sword's moves!

Fortunately, the Great Light Sword is the secret of the sect leader, and there are very few people who have seen it. Tan Weiran practices here and is not afraid of being recognized.

From entering the small secret realm, apart from practicing Qi, Tan Weiran spent a lot of time on comprehending the Great Light Sword, but still had no results. He felt vaguely, very strange and incompatible.

It is a sense of inconsistency between moves and sword intent.

The sword intent is vaguely difficult to fit him.

If you have to ask for a description, it is like copying one's temperament to another, which seems weird and lacks the feeling of fit.

"It makes no sense. I understand it with a trace of sword intent, not a copy." Tan Weiran was extremely puzzled.

After practicing for a while, Tan Weiran shook his head and turned to practicing the Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand!

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth!

The five-colored light floats on the fingertips, sprinkling the five-colored sharpness. One claw after another, and practices repeatedly. This is what it means to gather sand to form a tower.

The gold moves, tearing the air out of a sharp whistling faintly.

Fire moves, wherever one claw goes, it seems to ignite the already high-temperature air, and bursts of low-pitched Mars.

Tu Xing exploded with one claw, as if the power of the world forced everyone to destroy everything.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, do it again!

The five-colored flowers cover the first knuckle from the beginning. Now, after practicing in the small secret realm for many days, the palms have been basically covered.

During the repeated practice, I saw that the light on my palms gradually spread to my wrist little by little like oil. When I reached the wrist, I finally stopped.

This means that the Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand was finally pushed to the Great Perfection Realm by Tan Weiran.

When the move was perfected, Tan Weiran was in awe of heart, and with one claw in the air, a dull thunder sound was heard. The thunder sound was stirring into his ears, and a subtle fluctuation suddenly appeared in Tan Weiran’s mind!

The breath suddenly became natural and sank into the state of forgetting things.

Based on the slightest touch of the previous move, you can comprehend the intention of the Five Elements Dragon Claw Hand!

"Hmm? What is the youngest understanding?"

Zhou Dapeng was the only one who noticed it. Don’t look at the opposite side only two or three thousand meters, but it was actually blocked by the manipulator, which was like two spaces. At this time, the group of people were playing and praising each other, but no one noticed it.

"The youngest's talent is really good." Zhou Dapeng was envious and thought that if he could be like the youngest, he would not have dragged down the clan of Jianxingfeng.

He was envious, and Zhou Dapeng was also very happy for Tan Weiran: "I hope the youngest has realized the ability. When the sect competition is in the big competition, he will kill those who have been killed by thousands of swords in pieces."

Zhou Dapeng was full of hatred and anger when he remembered the various gloating and humiliation he had heard about the junior brother's scammers before entering the small secret realm.

The small secret realm requires someone to control it, but it only needs to be controlled when it is there, and it doesn’t matter if it is not there any other time.

At this time, the old ancestor Chen, covered in frost, slowly opened his eyes, calmed down for a while, and swung his sleeves to take over the control power. When his mind moved, his soul swept across the small secret realm like light and lightning. This should be included in the question, so as not to affect other people by his own manipulation.

I found a group of young disciples, one of them seemed to be similar. Old Master Chen frowned and remembered it, smiled, and found Tan Weiran's condition, and was shocked: "Are you concising the boxing intention again?"

Tan Weiran's breath condensed, and when he was in a state of forgetting things and me, he naturally waved his hands!

The five elements dragon claw hands were naturally sprinkled out, and the boxing intention gradually condensed!

"What a young man with extraordinary insight. It's worth it. I'll help him last time." Even though Old Master Chen was very knowledgeable, he couldn't help but be moved and watched with interest.

Tan Weiran’s speed of condensing boxing intent this time was much faster than the last time he condensed sword intent.

Soon, the prototype of the fist spirit emerged.

The horse guard came leisurely and didn't even look at it. He directly manipulated the small secret realm and changed the environment where the two of them were. He went to trouble every seven to half a month, depending on his mood.

It was fine in the past, but this time it fell into the eyes of Old Master Chen, and he was immediately angry: "Bastard!"
Chapter completed!