"Physical saint?" Looking at the man sitting under the tree in front of him, Lin Zixuan stared for a long time and asked doubtfully.
At this moment, Lin Xinghui's heart was trembling, and her eyes showed fervent admiration. She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at the confused Lin Zixuan. Seeing his silly look, she felt a little happy and explained: "Twenty-five years ago, our Lin family had many talented people.
Sunset Town is vaguely respected by my Lin family. The economy at that time was still prosperous, not as depressed as it is now. Guests from all over the world stayed at our Lin family inn, and our Lin family's business was prosperous and prosperous."
Speaking of this, Lin Xinghui's eyes were fascinated, as if full of longing for the previous life of the Lin family, and then said: "As for Lin Zhiyu, the old patriarch at the time called him a physical saint because he had cultivated the eighth level of blood and energy.
In order to enter the Sunset Forest alone, he killed three monsters with peak health and carried their corpses back. These three monsters were the Iron Rhinoceros, the Fallen Demon Eagle, and the Colorful Tiger. You must know that except for the Colorful Tiger, the other monsters
They all live in groups. My father looked at the aura and appearance of the monsters. The two in front were clearly the leaders of their races. In other words, he single-handedly killed two beast tribes and killed a giant tiger. Moreover, these three monsters
They represent speed, strength and defense respectively. In other words, Lin Zhiyu at that time had reached perfection in these three aspects and was a role model for our generation at that time!"
At this moment, Lin Zixuan was so mesmerized that he had no idea that the man sitting under the tree in front of him had opened his eyes. His ferocious beast-like eyes were staring at the two of them, as if he was afraid that his prey would escape.
At this moment, Lin Xinghui looked at the fascinated Lin Zixuan and asked: "Do you know what his most powerful thing is?"
Lin Zixuan shook his head, and Lin Xinghui continued: "My father once told me that Lin Zhiyu once went to the Sutra Collection Pavilion in the Law Enforcement Hall. The old patriarch cherished his talent and rewarded him, letting him choose any one of the techniques at the spirit transformation level and above.
, you must know that the spirit-transforming level skills are high-level skills in Sunset Town, let alone the ones above?"
Lin Zixuan was a little confused and asked: "At that time, did the Lin family still have any skills above the spiritual level?"
Lin Xinghui replied, "I don't know either, but my father told me that there was a pseudo-Rongyingjing Kung Fu in the Lin family law enforcement hall at that time. I don't know the name. I just remember that many guest elders of the Lin family at that time came here because of its reputation.
It became the enshrinement of my Lin family, but later this technique was taken away by the old clan leader, and many elders of the guest family also left one after another, returning disappointed. At that time, everyone thought he would choose which technique, but he unexpectedly
He chose two first-blood realm exercises about the physical body, and the first-blood realm exercises are common in Sunset Town, and everyone has them. At that time, the clan leader made an exception and asked him to take the two sets away, and asked him, "Why?"
Do you want to choose such a technique?" He replied firmly: "When I killed the iron rhinoceros, I used only the palm of my hand to strike it with no foreign objects. I hit it hard with 1,300 palms and touched its lifeline to break it.
Capture and kill him, but my palms are bloody and bloody, and I can’t stretch them!"
Lin Xinghui became more and more excited as she talked, "You know, the skin of the iron rhinoceros is like made of steel and cannot be broken without huge force. Even a sword made of the hardest Xuansha star iron can't be scratched on its body.
It was just a few blood marks. When the old patriarch heard what he said, he stared at him for a long time and called him a ferocious beast in human form. The two techniques Lin Zhiyu chose were Rock Breaking Fist and Dragon Binding Hand. At that time,
People didn't take it seriously and felt that he wasted this good opportunity. But what he did next shocked everyone and made everyone stop talking about him and understand him..."
As for Lin Zhiyu, who was sitting across from him, the trees behind him were intertwined with roots. The roots were as thick as horned dragons and wrapped around Lin Zhiyu's back. If anyone saw it, some of the tree roots were like thorns inserted into Lin Zhiyu's back.
On the back, the flow of blood can be vaguely seen under the emerald green skin. It will definitely scare you, because the tree is sucking people's essence and blood to nourish itself. However, the moment Lin Zhiyu opened his eyes, the blood on his back
The tree roots fell off one after another, retracted consciously, and then disappeared into the soil beneath him, as if they had never been there. Lin Zhiyu's back repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. He stood up and looked ahead.
At this moment, Lin Xinghui looked at the man in front of her and said happily: "Back then, he and two other people entered the clan tower with the ninth level of blood energy to accept the inheritance. They met the blood spirit and encountered an unexpected event. The entire Lin family was panicked. The clan tower
Because of this, the tower has been closed for three years. Now it seems that he is not dead, and there is hope for the revitalization of our Lin family!!"
Lin Xinghui was about to walk forward, but she felt something dragging her. When she looked back, it turned out that it was Lin Zixuan holding the corner of his clothes.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xinghui was confused.
Lin Zixuan carefully observed the man in front of him and said solemnly: "I feel that he is not the same person anymore!"
At this moment, outside the tower, the sword-browed man was meditating quietly, his brows furrowed, his face solemn, his eyes fixed on the light screen, without saying a word, he looked at the man with the iron tower, and said in a deep voice: "Big
Elder, something will happen in the tower later. I must rush in to save Xuan'er to prevent the previous tragedy from happening again. You can help me get the key from the Supreme Elder. In addition, keep an eye on Zhou Tong and don't let him
There is an opportunity to take advantage of it.”
The Great Elder nodded slightly, stood up, and walked towards the Supreme Elder.
The man in silver robe looked at the direction where the great elder was leaving and chuckled: "Clan Chief Lin, can't you sit still? Do you want the great elder to help you with anything?"
The sword-browed man looked indifferent and said: "Master Zhou, it's not your turn to worry about the affairs of my Lin family."
When the man in silver robe heard this, he pursed his lips slightly and said no more words.
In the tower, Lin Xinghui looked at the man in front of her. She saw that he had a tall figure, a bronze complexion, and clear and deep facial features. His dark and deep cold eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and bloodthirsty. His three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife.
, the whole person exuded the violent aura of a prehistoric ferocious beast, and a beast-like desire slowly appeared on his expressionless face. What was even more terrifying was the aura revealed on his body, like Mount Juba lifting a cauldron, full of blood.
Majestic.
Lin Xinghui shouted: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Do you still know Lin Zhitian?
The man in front was startled and paused slightly. Then he walked forward with his expression still expressionless. The dark ancient road was already shaking, and Lin Zixuan and the two were shaken to the point of falling.
Outside the tower, the great elder had brought the key, took out his own key, put it on the table next to the sword-browed man, looked at him, and said: "I brought the key. The old guy said, remember to grandson him."
I will take it back and leave the rest to me."
The sword-browed man paused and remained silent. His sharp eyes noticed a huge red dot appearing in front of the two blue dots on the light screen. He felt that the aura fluctuations emitted by the red dots were blood.
Soul Realm Powerhouse!!
His eyes tightened, and he quickly rose from his seat like a goshawk, rolled up the keys on the table, and like a flash of light, three keys fell into the keyhole, and the blood in his body flowed crazily, turning into a huge beam of light and shooting into the lock.
Kong, roared: "Open it for me!"
But the tower door did not respond. The sword-browed man opened his eyes angrily, and all his strength rushed into the tower door. He saw two beams of light from different directions rushing towards the tower door from behind, and rushed in like a rainbow. The sword-browed man followed the beam.
He looked at the Great Elder behind him and the Supreme Elder standing on one side, and nodded knowingly.
After the crazy influx of blood energy, the tower door opened in response to the situation, and the sword-browed man flashed in like an aurora and disappeared.
After the sword-browed man entered, the white-haired old man let out a long sigh, and the iron tower man's usually straight back was slightly rickety at this moment. His eyes wandered, as if he was caught in memories. He looked at the sword-browed man's back and whispered softly.
Murmured: "Zhiyu, are you still there?" (To be continued)