Feng Lingling rolled with difficulty to free her face from the blood. She lay panting on the cold ground for a while before she could get over the severe pain. Only then did she have the energy to think about what had happened before. What.
After realizing that she had been struck by lightning, Feng Lingling's angry little face twisted, she gritted her teeth and frantically greeted the eighteenth generation of Tiandao's ancestors in her heart.
She knew very well what she had done, and naturally understood that the previous thunder was a warning from Heaven to her.
Feng Lingling doesn't feel that she has done anything wrong. In her opinion, the reason why she has reached this point is because she was forced to do so!
No one can see her true goodness, everyone is hypocritical to her,
Everything she deserved was forcibly taken away, but no one was willing to stand up and speak a word of justice for her.
Her people are blind, the shaman god is blind, and the way of heaven is even more blind!
The world is so unfair, why can't she resist!
The more Feng Lingling thought about it, the angrier she became, and black energy erupted from her body again.
She raised her face and shouted loudly: "Come on, if you can, chop me to death now! If you can't chop me to death, sooner or later I will kill you all!"
Tiandao: "..."
Why didn't he want to throw a few thunderbolts at her to kill her?
But he can't do it!
He found that he was becoming more and more like a fake heaven, and that this world was becoming more and more wrong.
He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. It seemed that too many unreasonable things happened and it didn't seem real.
Okay, you are all evildoers, you are all great, do whatever you like, he just wants to watch the show and not meddle in his own business.
After that day, Zhiyou didn't see Fengling Ling again for a long time.
She walked around the world with a sword, a snake, and a white and tender baby. Zhiyuan Sword was busy killing demons and demons, and she was busy practicing exercises and learning alchemy.
Little Snake and Tangbaozi volunteered to test the elixir for her.
The little snake's belly is like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much it eats, it doesn't see much change. However, when it encounters thunder, it happily shakes its head and chases the thunder and lightning like crazy.
If it is hit squarely, the snake will show an extremely intoxicated expression on its face.
The sugar buns will leak as soon as they take the elixir, and the very targeted ones will leak to Zhiyou.
Unknowingly, Zhiyou has risen to two more small realms. As long as he goes up one more level, he will be not far from forming a pill. He can go to the boundary of the impact and continue to practice in the world of cultivation.
"The time should be just right."
Zhiyou calculated the time based on his advancement speed and found that the remaining time was just enough to travel around the world.
She thought everything was just right, but Zhi Yuanjian said: "You are too slow."
At her rate, it will take at least another year or two before the pill is close to forming.
Zhiyou said: "Uncle Master, my speed is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people."
Now she is only over four years old, and her cultivation level is already similar to that of many people who have devoted themselves to cultivation for more than ten years.
It was unheard of for people to approach the stage of forming the core at the age of six or seven. Zhiyou felt that his cultivation speed was already extremely fast, but Zhiyuanjian was still not satisfied and only said proudly: "It's far worse than your master."
Zhiyou asked with a surprised look on his face: "How old is Master to form elixirs?"
Her rapid entry into the country was inseparable from the large amount of spiritual energy that Tangbaozi delivered from time to time, as well as the blessing of the special technique, as well as the merits of slaying demons, curing diseases and saving people along the way.
Does Feng Zhiyuan have any more special opportunities?
"have no idea."
Zhi Yuanjian said: "Your master's realm cannot be measured by the realm of ordinary people."
"How should it be measured?"
Zhiyou felt that what he said was nonsense, but this nonsense made people want to investigate.
"I can't say for sure, but others can't compare with him. Not to mention your master, even I can't compare with other swordsmen."
No matter how magical a weapon it is, they are all younger brothers in front of him!
Zhi Yuanjian said nonsense again, and Zhiyou didn't bother to ask anymore.
Anyway, in his heart, Feng Zhiyuan is incomparable even to gods.
"If you let me deal with trivial things all day long, I will fall out!"
After enduring it for more than half a year, Zhiyuan Sword has reached its limit.
He is a sword that dares to go head-to-head with the candle dragon, the first divine beast in ancient times. It is simply an insult to him to ask him to keep cutting down some unworthy monsters and monsters.
If Zhiyou hadn't advanced too slowly and couldn't master the idea, he would have given up on it long ago.
"You can do it yourself from now on."
Now that she has some ability to protect herself, and has learned some sporadic methods of subduing demons, Zhiyuan Sword is no longer willing to do anything.
"Uncle, that's the mess you caused."
Zhiyou still wanted to struggle.
She doesn't want to deal with monsters and ghosts all day long. She just thinks about new elixirs when she has nothing to do. She practices more and more mysterious exercises while sleeping. She occasionally cures illnesses and saves people. She plays with sugar buns and little snakes for a while, and lives a small life.
Not to mention how happy it is.
Zhi Yuanjian said angrily: "The mess I caused has been cleaned up long ago!"
If she was expected to walk around the world with her two thin and short legs, those things would have harmed so many people and caused so many sins.
A long time ago, he took advantage of her sleeping to get rid of the most noisy things, and the rest were irrelevant or irrelevant to him.
If he were to eliminate all demons and ghosts in the world indiscriminately, that would be a crime.
"If you dare to talk nonsense, I will break your legs!"
Zhi Yuanjian often used this sentence to threaten Zhiyou.
"Okay, I'll do it by myself."
Although Zhiyou didn't believe that he could really break his leg, he still complied obediently.
She also saw that Zhiyuanjian's endurance had reached its limit.
"What are you going to do, Uncle Master?"
Zhiyou felt that Zhiyuanjian probably wanted to go out and relax.
She has a magic weapon to defend herself. It stands to reason that her life will not be in danger in the human world.
Even though the magic weapon was chosen by Zhiyuan Jian, he still felt uneasy, so he stayed with her almost every step of the way.
The one he was worried about probably was Feng Lingling.
Fengling Ling itself is a very evil sect, and the many guards around her are top experts in the world. If Zhiyou is accidentally killed, Zhiyuanjian will regret it for the rest of his life.
After accepting Zhiyou as his disciple for Feng Zhiyuan, he felt that he had the responsibility to protect and teach.
Teach him that he is not very good at it and let Zhiyou explore on his own, but guarding must be done.
"I'm not going anywhere until you die!"
Zhi Yuanjian said something in an evil voice and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"..."
Zhiyou only felt that there was something wrong with his ears. How come what he heard was completely different from what he saw?
Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, Zhiyuan Sword flew back again, still saying angrily: "There is an evil ghost ten miles ahead who is trying to harm people. Don't wait any longer and get over quickly."
It turns out that I went to explore the road~
Zhiyou breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "Okay, uncle, I'll be there right away." This chapter has been completed!