After thinking about it for a while, Lin He felt that the old man must be reminding himself that if there are good things, he must hide them to avoid being remembered. These words should be well-intentioned. With his current cultivation level, there is indeed such a danger. Whatever.
If you are in the Golden Core stage and are interested in Black Turtle Shield or Chasing Lightning, you may find an opportunity when no one is around to kill people and seize the treasure.
You still have to listen to what the old man said. Even though the dissatisfaction with Lao Ge still dominates his heart, Lin He is more afraid of death, so he is still willing to accept such words.
Lao Ge was still where he was, slowly drinking while secretly proud of himself. "I'm so old, but I actually picked up a treasure. It's really God's blessing. It's not a big deal to reach the sixth level of Qi training in just three months."
The key to the matter is that this boy is extremely lucky. His body tempered by the divine fire of his soul was not visible last time, which means he got a chance recently." Lao Ge said to himself, feeling jealous of Lin He's kindness.
luck.
The spiritual divine fire is the nameless divine fire. This kind of fire can no longer be described as rare. After living for thousands of years, Lao Ge has never seen this thing. If Lin He's physical reaction was not exactly consistent with the content recorded on a certain jade slip, Lao Ge would
Ge Du couldn't believe that such a thing really existed in the world. Legend has it that more than a thousand years ago, a master of cultivation named Guangchengzi possessed the divine fire of the soul. It was said that the fire of this fire came from outside the sky, and then Guangchengzi used the three-flavored true fire to burn himself for thousands of years.
It is formed by the fusion of Hunyuan.
Lin He simply didn't know that for a cultivator, a body that had been tempered by spiritual fire would no longer have any problem of whether to build a foundation or not. At the ninth level of Qi training, as long as he could withstand the catastrophe, he could build a foundation.
It became. It can be said that Lin He has actually passed the first difficulty for cultivators. And in the future cultivation process, Lin He's body will convert spiritual energy into Hunyuan much faster than normal cultivators.
How else could this kid enter a state of "trance" casually?
Lao Ge's cultivation has reached this point, and he no longer needs any spiritual fire training, otherwise he would have the idea of robbery.
"It seems that we have to keep an eye on this kid from now on, otherwise we will suffer a big loss if he is killed." The more Lao Ge thought about it, the more proud he became. He had just placed a spiritual thought on Lin He. He could know where this kid went.
.
Lin He found a corner where no one was, and instead of meditating, he lay on the grass and watched the stars. The stars were so bright tonight. Lin He looked at the stars in the sky like twinkling eyes, and he must be inside them.
His parents turned into stars and looked at him.
Unknowingly, Lin He had tears in his eyes. In this world, Lin He was so lonely. Lin He firmly believed that his parents must be gone. If they were not gone, they would have come back to find him long ago.
On the second day of the twelfth lunar month, the north and south of Wanxiu Mountain became lively almost at the same time. More than 500 people from Nanzong set out from Yuntai Peak, flying swords turned into streaks of light and rushed northward. Of course, some people took their time,
This person is Lin He. The flying sword can't be used, and the electric shock is too powerful. I'm afraid of being noticed by others, so I have to use his old method.
Method, the paper kite flies. Of course, the current paper kite is still different from the previous one. After Lin He's improvement in cultivation, the speed of the re-tempered paper kite has increased several times. It has many shortcomings compared to the flying sword, but it is not the same.
It's just too slow. At the end of an hour, it doesn't matter if brothers at the same level are ten or eight miles behind.
If someone is watching in the sky at this time, they will see phantoms flying rapidly over Wanxiu Mountain, both in the north and south. The scene of thousands of people flying together with swords is really spectacular.
The North-South Competition is a very serious matter. Lin He's slow pace undoubtedly ruined the atmosphere. There is Lao Ge behind this guy, so the seniors just pretended not to see it. Maybe they will have to call Lin He "Xiao Xiao" in the future.
"Junior Brother", Lao Ge's status is too special.
The members of the two sects from the north and the south each landed in the long valley, with a small stream in the middle as the dividing line, each occupying one end. The leader of the southern sect, Wan Zhongshan, walked to the stream, and the leader of the northern sect, Wan Junling, also walked over. The two of them separated from each other across the stream.
Hand over. Speaking of which, they are blood brothers. For the sake of the position of the sect leader, they don’t care about any family ties.
"This year's competition follows the same old rules. Let's take a look at how the young disciples of the two sects in the north and south performed." Everyone is too familiar with it, and there is nothing to talk nonsense about. The organizers of the competition every year are the ten elders, and these ten elders are all
He is the senior brother of the previous sect leader. In terms of strength, he is in the Nascent Soul stage.
They may not be more capable than the Wan brothers. But they are senior and have many disciples, so everyone has to give them face. As for Lao Ge, an alternative, he never cares about the affairs within the sect. You want to fight or not, anyway, out of sight, out of mind. Both sides
It was Lao Ge who watched him grow up. Since he wanted to fight, no one would help.
An elder held a roll and called the names. The North Sect disciple who was called first, all ten disciples who participated in the battle arrived, and then it was the turn of the South Sect. "Wan Yumeng, Yun Xiangyi, Si Zilong..., Lin He!" Lin He was called.
When asked, no one agreed. The elder's expression changed, and he raised his voice and said, "Lin He!"
"Coming, coming!" Lin He heard the voice from far away and hurriedly agreed. The kite flew very fast in the air and looked very clumsy. This scene looked very funny in the Wanxiu Clan, which was full of swordsmen.
When the Beizong disciples saw this, they all laughed. One of them laughed very wildly, making a loud hahahaha sound, which attracted the attention of many people. This boy's appearance was good, and he was much better than Lin He.
Not under Si Zilong.
"Smile, you won't be able to laugh anymore." Yun Xiangyi made a sarcastic sound, and a lewd smile appeared on the man's face, and he said haha: "Women named Yun, don't think that you are great after reaching the ninth level of Qi training. I will see you later.
Let you know how powerful he is." That look in his eyes was really not an ordinary one. Yun Xiangyi glanced at him disdainfully and said: "Wan Housheng, please quickly ask God for blessings. When the lot is drawn, you will draw Lin He."
Yun Xiangyi was full of confidence in Lin He. Lin He, who was at the third level of Qi training, almost played her to death, let alone the sixth level. Wan Housheng Dingtian was also at the ninth level of Qi training. As the only son of Wan Junling, in Bei
Zong naturally enjoys the most resources. In comparison, Yun Xiangyi does not have as many resources as him, and is now at level nine. Of course, there are reasons to look down on him.
"Just this kid? Haha, it seems that Beizong will definitely win this year's confrontation between new talents." A young disciple next to Wan Housheng also said with a smile. After hearing this, Wan Yumeng stepped forward and said: "Want to win? You have to ask.
The sword in my hand."
Before the game even started, the two sides started to bicker. As the senior brother, Si Zilong also stepped forward to help. However, his status as a senior brother was unstable now. When he opened his mouth, he said harsh words to show that his prestige was still there.
"Ma Shangxian, it seems that I didn't hurt you last time. You'd better not hit me today. Then I'll let you know what it means to be miserable!"
At this time, Lin He came over unhurriedly. He was indeed a little behind when he was flying with a paper kite. He cupped his hands in a somewhat embarrassed manner and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm late."
"Lin He, stand here." Yun Xiangyi waved Lin He over. When Lin He came over, this girl actually spoke in his ear: "The guys across from you were laughing at you just now. Come back to the game and give them some credit.
"The hot air blew in his ears, Lin He
It felt ticklish and comfortable. What was terrible was that this girl actually stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the earlobe while no one was paying attention. Now Lin He couldn't stand it anymore and his whole neck turned red. Fortunately, it seemed to outsiders that he was shy.
I'm not used to talking to women like this.
Ordinarily, Lin He would be scolded by his master for coming late. The North Sect would certainly not let go of this opportunity to ridicule. Wan Junling said to Wan Zhongshan: "It seems that the disciples of the South Sect are withering badly. This kind of
The goods also come out to compete."
There was no expression on Wan Zhongshan's face, but he was sneering secretly in his heart. He would know how powerful he would be when the fight started. He said lightly: "Nan Sect has always been willing to give young disciples a chance." The implication is that sending anyone randomly is enough.
, don’t send the best.
At this time, the quarrel between the disciples on both sides became even fiercer. The participating disciples stood in front and started to spray each other, followed by hundreds of disciples who were watching the battle. On the contrary, Lin He, the protagonist who caused the trouble, stood quietly in the corner.
"Stop making noise!" the elder who called the roll shouted angrily, like a thunder, and the scene fell silent immediately.
"Draw lots!" The elder waved his hand, and the box was brought up. The participating disciples on both sides stood in a row, waiting for the box to be brought in front of them, and stretched out their hands to draw a lot. The Rookie Competition has always been a warm-up for the North-South Competition, and the real competition is here
Behind. Therefore, the eight masters on both sides will not appear at this time, which would be a loss of points. Only the goalkeepers on both sides will be present to hold down the formation.
"The first game, Wan Housheng versus Lin He!" When the elder shouted, everyone was stunned. God was so generous.
What’s interesting is that the disciples of the Northern and Southern Sects are very happy. Lin He’s appearance looks like a rookie. The Northern Sect has no reason to be unhappy. It is estimated that the fastest thing to end today is Lin He’s attack on Wan Housheng. “Torture him to death.
Senior brother!" A group of female disciples from the Beizong screamed, as if they saw Lin He trembling under Wan Housheng's sword energy.
The Southern Sect is also very happy. When it comes to defensive ability, among the disciples of the Southern Sect, Lin He is ranked second and no one dares to call him first. Wan Housheng is undoubtedly the best among the younger generation of the Northern Sect. If he faces Lin He, he will be the best.
Unfortunately, even if he can win, he will still be exhausted. With Lin He's methods, this game will definitely be a success.
It's the last one to finish, and then you can laugh at your opponents to your heart's content. A ninth-level master will play against a third-level player (many people don't know that Lin He has been promoted yet), and encounter Lin He's rich tactics. It's exciting to think about it. Lin He
Even if he loses, it won't be a shame. If Wan Housheng loses, it will be a shame.
Yun Xiangyi took Lin He's hand, came closer again and whispered: "If you defeat him, I will accompany him for three days, and you can do whatever you want." Lin He was frightened. Lin He heard that Wan Housheng's voice was the same as last time.
Yun Xiangyi, the Beizong disciple in the valley who went back to bring in reinforcements, must have a grudge, otherwise he wouldn't have paid for such a fight. The consequences of offending a woman are really terrible!