Zuo Wuzhou couldn't help repeating the only voice in his heart: "There are still countless hardships and hardships on the road of soul cultivation. If I can't bear the pain for a while, why seek the way? If I give up now, even myself will
Give up. If you give up once, you will set a precedent. From now on, you will only want to give up on everything.”
"Back then, others laughed at me, ridiculed me, and humiliated me. I could handle it calmly, but now it's just a pain in my skin. How can I bear it? I should not be happy with things, not be sad with myself, and always think of it with one heart!"
Repeated over and over again, these two sentences seemed to have a special power, making Zuo Wuzhou gradually detached from the pain, allowing him to treat such inhuman pain with a detached heart and calmly.
Zuo Wuzhou practiced cross-legged, with various expressions, and finally transformed into a peaceful place. Under the soft color, there was a faint and awe-inspiring sharpness.
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After a long time, Zuo Wuzhou suddenly opened his eyes, with a dazzling light flowing in his eyes. He clenched his fists, jumped up, and was filled with surprise: "I finally reached the seventh level of water soul!"
Don’t blind your vision with your eyes, don’t sense phantom sounds with your ears. Use your heart to sense it, a new feeling brought by the advanced seventh level. The taste is in your heart, whether it is bitter or sweet, or sweet and astringent.
Astringent yet sweet.
After ten years of neglect, after less than a year of hard training, he finally reached a new level of strength.
The seventh-grade feeling is very different. Zuo Wuzhou experienced it carefully and murmured to himself: "So, the seventh-grade is like this. Why does the seventh-grade feel a special kind of reality?"
He couldn't describe this feeling. It was brewing in his heart and he couldn't describe it without experiencing it.
It was as if he suddenly changed from an illusory person to a semi-real person, tangible and qualitative. A sense of reality that was completely superior to the previous one, a real feeling of being a human being. There was a spontaneous joy, from
Born in the heart.
This feeling is so strong that it even covers up the sensitivity brought about by becoming stronger.
"Is this the feeling of being reborn? Or is it the reality of reshaping the physical body?" Zuo Wuzhou was a little confused in his joy, and felt regretful in his heart: "It seems that it is absolutely necessary for me to systematically study the knowledge of soul cultivation again."
What he had learned before was mostly basic common sense, but when he reached the level of a soul warrior, he became increasingly in need of more advanced soul cultivation knowledge.
Although he did not know the saying "knowledge is power", he knew very well that the more he knew about the way of soul cultivation, the more helpful it would be for his cultivation.
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After cultivating the seventh level, the soul refining method was activated, and mixed with a strong sense of real existence, the whole body felt comfortable and happy, and the mind was relaxed and happy.
This was not his illusion, but the process of refining the soul. Water can nourish metal, and wood can nourish water. And the five elements are mutually reinforcing, metal can produce water, and water can produce wood. This made him feel infinite emotion.
He sighed: "Heaven and earth are truly wonderful and infinite."
Then I thought again: "It has been said from ancient times that if you don't reach the fourth level at eighteen, you will have no hope for life. I didn't know that I happened to be eighteen and reached the seventh level. What does this mean?"
He laughed dumbly and didn't care about it at all. He just remembered not to reveal the speed of his cultivation or the peculiarities of his body.
Just because he doesn't care anymore doesn't mean that the matter is taken lightly.
If it is really leaked, no matter where the eighteen-year-old soul warrior is placed, it will definitely cause unprecedented shock.
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He quickly caught up along the way, met up with Xiao Shisan, and got to know the situation again.
Lin Qixiong was so seriously injured that he was not dead yet. This really made Zuo Wuzhou sigh, and said solemnly: "Since you are not dead yet, that's the best thing. You are the mastermind who harmed my eldest brother and wanted to destroy my whole family.
I am really unwilling to let you die so cheaply."
"Little Thirteen, take him and follow him, don't let him commit suicide!" Zuo Wuzhou ordered, turning his face with murderous intent, staring at Lin Qixiong who was 99% dead: "Your son seduced my elder sister-in-law, in front of my elder brother
Blatantly promulgating prostitution. How can I not avenge this?"
"Today, I will let you see with your own eyes how I killed your Lin family and cut off your Lin family's descendants!"
Lin Qixiong was so weak that he lost all breath. When he heard this, his expression changed wildly. He glared at the steel boy in front of him with vicious and terrifying eyes. He wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but Xiao Shisan neatly stuffed a ball of smelly socks into his mouth.
"Little Thirteen, follow up!"
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The ghostly black color reappeared like a ghost. The erratic movement skills were a bit stronger than before, and he could capture a person and retreat with a single move.
Dragging the man's struggling body back, Zuo Wuzhou said coldly and cruelly: "There are thirty-two of you, and I killed eleven. You are the twelfth, and this will be the thirteenth."
The dagger quickly stabbed the Lin family boy's heart and throat twice. Lin Qixiong's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and blood burst out in his eyes. A mouthful of blood poured into his throat, but it was blocked and could not spurt out. He only made a strange sound, like a whooshing sound.
Like a wild beast.
The young man's eyes looked at Lin Qixiong, and gradually dimmed until they turned into a dead gray. Lin Qixiong's eyes also turned into a dead gray, and he was shocked, angry and resentful. This young man was his fourth son!
Zuo Wuzhou doesn't like being so cruel to others, but if he wants his family to be safe, he must show enough strength and ruthlessness from the beginning to scare others. Therefore, no matter how much he doesn't like it, for the sake of his family, he can only fight violence with violence and fight poison with poison.
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Fourteen, fifteen...seventeen!
Because he was worried that the other party would escape, Zuo Wuzhou had no choice but to kill as many people as possible before being discovered by the other party.
He saw with his own eyes that one direct descendant after another was killed at the hands of Zuo Wuzhou. One after another of the Lin family's blood died tragically before his eyes, mercilessly and shockingly cruel. Lin Qixiong no longer had the energy to hate Zuo Wuzhou, no.
He is open-minded because he is powerless.
Lin Qixiong just stared until his eyes bled, but what was the use? He already understood that the heart of the young man in front of him was simply a heart of stone, a heart of steel. No matter how much he begged, no matter how miserable he was, this young man would not
There will be no mercy at all.
Lin Qixiong watched with his own eyes as one life after another died.
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Little Thirteen watched the Lin family members die one by one, with fanatical excitement flashing in his eyes, as if he was burning his life to enjoy this moment, a moment he had been waiting for for more than ten years.
Lin Qixiong looked at Xiao Shisan and Zuo Wuzhou. The two teenagers represented two families that were harmed by the Lin family. The difference was that one family was ruined and the other was a little bit worse.
He does not feel sorry or regrets for the people harmed by the Lin family. If he must regret, he only regrets not eradicating the roots. The Lin family does this, every aristocratic family does this, respecting the strong and looking down on the weak.
The only thing Lin Qixiong didn't understand was how the second son of the Zuo family, who was an ordinary man more than half a year ago, could suddenly transform into a seventh-grade soul general, and still be such a resolute young man.
"Had I known this, I should have killed all the Zuo family first." Lin Qi shuddered in his ambition. If the 18-year-old seventh-level person was still the seventh-level person who had cultivated in half a year, it would be terrible.
Seizing a copy of Super Soul Combat Skills brought disaster to the Lin family and the loss of descendants. Lin Qixiong was so helpless that he didn't know whether he felt regret or ridicule.
"Death, die. This boy is simply a devil, he has a heart made of steel!" Lin Qixiong no longer remembers that it took him three to five days to recover after his first murder at the age of eighteen. But in front of him.
This young man of steel, like a veteran with thousands of years of experience, killed dozens of people and remained indifferent.
"This Zuo Wuzhou is simply not a human being, seventh-grade, eighteen-year-old seventh-grade. Sooner or later he will become the Soul Martial Lord, and then the Lin family will also be the scourge of annihilation." Lin Qixiong's bloodshot eyes showed a twisted and weird smile, crazy.
Thoughts.
"Third brother, please be smart for once and tell everyone to escape! Escape one by one."
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But the first one to escape was none other than Lin Qihao!