"Without a woman in my heart, draw your sword to the God of Nature!"
"On the first page of the sword manual, forget your sweetheart!"
...
Lin Shan couldn't help but look at the beauty beside him, and quickly recited the Heart-Cleaning Mantra silently. It wasn't that he didn't have that desire.
I simply feel that I don’t even have enough time to practice now. Normally, it would take ten years to polish the bottleneck in the early to mid-stage of Qi training. It would not even take that long to complete the nine levels of Qi training, not to mention the search for ancient rhymes.
schedule.
It's too troublesome to find a vase to take with you. Even if you don't take it with you, it may become a problem for you in the future.
Lin Shan didn't want his past mercifulness to be a flaw in his state of mind in the future. After all, the lifespan of a mortal could only be a hundred years at most, and when a cultivator's cultivation level rises, their longevity will also increase accordingly.
Of course, the life span during the Qi training period is still a hundred years, which is no different from ordinary people, so you can't waste time talking about relationships.
"If there is a female immortal cultivator who likes it, it is not impossible to consider..."
Lin Shan was in a daze again at this moment, and began to dream about the wonderful encounter in the future. Little did he know that he was now very poor, he only knew the wind blade technique, and his cultivation level was at the bottom of the world of immortality.
However, with the reinforced panel, he still has some confidence in himself in the future.
At this time, the atmosphere in the venue had reached a climax, and Mr. Zhao began to leave the venue in person. Because it was Mrs. Zhao's birthday, as a son of a human being, he naturally wanted to be his surrogate mother and toast to the guests one by one.
Everyone was changing cups, and the dancers kept making wine and making tea, and they were very busy.
…
Finally, Mr. Zhao, who had almost finished the salute, came to the back row and walked up to Lin Shan. He looked at the case with a smile on his face and a cup raised.
The young man in white clothes in front of the case remained motionless, just sitting on the table playing with his wine cup, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and had no intention of standing up.
Mr. Zhao endured his dissatisfaction. At first glance, he seemed to...
I had seen this person before me somewhere, but I couldn't remember it. I couldn't help but secretly wonder, who did the housekeeper invite?
In fact, I don’t blame Mr. Zhao. After all, I only met him briefly at the antique shop that day, and at that time, Lin Shan was just a small martial artist in the early days of the acquired world. Even if he took the banner of Jiang Dharma Protector, it was just a small errand. Mr. Zhao naturally wouldn’t let it go.
in the eyes.
But now a year and a half has passed, and Lin Shan has transformed into an immortal cultivator at the third level of Qi training. Not only has his temperament changed drastically, but his cultivation level is even more difficult for others to figure out. It's no wonder that Mr. Zhao couldn't recognize him for a while.
"Master Zhao is such a noble person who forgets things so much. I haven't seen you for a long time and I already don't know you."
There was nothing wrong with Lin Shan's words. After all, he had been practicing for a year and a half. In his mind, time passed very quickly. The attack that night seemed like just yesterday.
"This young master is..." Mr. Zhao wondered if he had offended this person, but in front of everyone, in order to maintain his demeanor, he couldn't get angry, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"My antique golden clock worth three thousand taels of gold has been neglected by my husband for more than a year and a half..."
Lin Shan leaned forward slightly, "...when do you plan to pay me back, sir?"
"It's you!"
When Mr. Zhao heard this, how could he not remember the identity of the person in front of him?
He had also searched for this young man everywhere a year ago, but had made no progress and had to give up.
Now, this person was not only bold and bold, but also came to him in front of him, and the aura around him made him unable to figure it out.
But after all, he was able to become a powerful family leader in Zangzhou City, and his vision and mind were naturally extraordinary. Lin Shan's caution and cunning had left a deep impact on his heart, and now he appeared in front of him even more openly.
There must be something to rely on!
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhao immediately retreated.
Even though he is a first-class master, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall and orders his left and right at the same time:
"Get this person for me!"
Seeing the sudden dispute here, the guests in the courtyard got out of the way as if they were watching a good show.
The servants guarding the courtyard, who had always been favored by the Zhao family, naturally drew their swords and rushed towards Linshan without hesitation.
Lin Shan smiled slightly, without even raising his hand. Now he has practiced the wind blade technique to perfection for more than a year. When the spiritual power in his body moved, two three-foot-wide blue crescent moons condensed in front of him in an instant.
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"Boohoo!"
Two green lights flashed past the wind, and before a scream could be heard, more than a dozen servants guarding the hospital on both sides fell instantly.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..."
There was a crisp sound of weapons falling to the ground. Two piles of broken limbs were spread on the ground. Blood instantly covered the floor red. The scene was extremely bloody.
There were many female relatives among the guests present, and the sounds of fright were endless.
Do the surrounding guests dare to watch the show at this time? They hurriedly dispersed. They looked at the white-robed young man in the venue who was spotless, still playing with the wine glass in his hand, and even had time to urge the dancer next to him to pour wine for him.
"Gudong..."
I don’t know who swallowed so loudly, but no one dared to laugh at it, because among the invited guests, there were naturally many discerning and knowledgeable people. At this time, they couldn’t help but burst out:
"Expose your true energy! Innate master!"
Hearing this exclamation, everyone looked in awe at the young man who was drinking alone in the field. He had just stood still and was killing the enemy five steps away while talking and laughing.
There was not a drop of blood on his body, and his white clothes shone in the moonlight, leaving the dust leisurely.
Innate master!
This is a legend in the rivers and lakes that ordinary people know. Everyone is flying flowers and picking leaves, with swords everywhere, omnipotent. They can be safe and sound under the encirclement and suppression of the army, and the princes and nobles are treated with extra courtesy when they see it!
It’s no wonder that they have little knowledge, after all, immortal cultivators don’t often show up in front of others, and for mortals, their number is like a few grains of sand in the vast ocean.
Everyone usually hides in the deep mountains and forests, or in the paradise of caves and heavens, and it’s too late to practice and polish the acupoints! Unless they are full and full, who is too lazy to come to the mortal world and wander around?
Moreover, the shape of the Wind Blade Technique is very consistent with the legend of innate masters in the world of martial arts who release their true energy. Everyone has seen its magic with their own eyes, so they naturally believe in their subjective judgment.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the same time, I was secretly surprised, when did the Zhao family eat the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, provoke the innate master of the dragon, and be beaten by others?
Kill at the door?
"This time, the Zhao family is in trouble." Many people in the venue couldn't help but sigh secretly.
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Mr. Zhao was even more shocked at this time.
We haven't seen each other for a year and a half, and this kid is already born with congenital disease?
A person who has entered the innate realm from the acquired breath realm in such a short period of time has never been heard of in his lifetime.
"Impossible! He must have been born innate before, or half-stepped innate! But then why did he bother Jiang Protector and Huwei? Why did he just run away that night? And throw down the golden bell?"
Mr. Zhao was confused, his thoughts were in a flood, and he was at a loss for answers.
At this time, the old Mrs. Zhao who was sitting on the high platform was so frightened that she fainted. When the Zhao family members in the backyard heard that something was wrong in the front yard, they also rushed over.
"what's the situation?!"
An elder with white hair and beard did not see what happened before. He just heard something was wrong in the backyard and led a group of people to rush over.
A pile of corpses and blood stains were found on the ground, and all the guests were hiding around. There was only a young man in white, sitting by the table with his arms around the dancer, drinking and having fun.
The head of the family, Mr. Zhao, stood opposite and hesitated. His cousin, Mrs. Zhao, was so frightened that she fainted.
"How brave! This junior is so arrogant and dares to act recklessly in my Zhao family!"
The elder of the Zhao family was furious. For a moment, he had no time to think about why Mr. Zhao was standing watching the show. He came directly towards Linshan, intending to kill this madman who caused trouble in the Zhao family with one blow.
"Second uncle, no!"
Mr. Zhao saw the clan elder just coming out of the backyard and took action without knowing the truth. He quickly spoke out to stop him, but it was too late.
I saw a three-foot crescent moon flash past out of thin air, and the Zhao family elder fell down. There was still an angry expression on his face, but his head and body had been moved separately.
"hiss!"
The sound of air-conditioning on the field was endless. Mr. Zhao’s second uncle was the famous elder of the Zhao family’s execution hall! A top-notch master! He died in the courtyard of his family without any reason. Before he died, he didn’t know where he would be next.
The first difference.
This time he was a guest that he had not guessed before. Now he could realize that this young man in white could kill top-notch masters like pigs and dogs. He must be an innate strong man!
Chapter completed!