"That's great, uncle, we need another grandmaster in the Hanging Temple." Di Dingtian was a little excited. Although he was more than a few decades older than uncle, he was far less stable than Leng Quan.

"No, awake lotus is of great use." Lengquan smiled gently, not explaining. People in the world are foolish, and they actually use awake lotus seeds to break the seal, which is ridiculous.

"Oh." Although Di Dingtian is not steady enough and difficult to accomplish great things, he has the same benefit. He is willing to be honest. When the King of the Wheels was there, Di Dingtian only recognized his master. It was delicious for his master to fart. In other words, he thought it was fartful.

Before the master left, he told him to listen to the uncle in the future, so he would listen to the uncle, what the uncle said, what the uncle said, as for the eldest brother, what kind of fun is the eldest brother?

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. There are tens of thousands of people in the Hanging Temple and 3,000 warriors. How could such a large force have no internal disputes?

The tradition of Hanging Temple is actually no essential difference from sand thieves. The strong are kings and have overwhelming strength, so they can naturally become the owner of Hanging Temple.

The King of the Wheels has made it, from the Grandmaster to the Earth Immortal, no one can defeat it at the Hanging Temple. The King of the Ming Dynasty’s reputation spread throughout the world. Even the giant giant of the Great Chu had a great headache when he heard the name of the King of the Wheels.

The King of Zhunhuang Ming dared to go to the water to pull Chu Xingyun. First, he was at a very young age and would definitely die in vain for three years. He did not want to die so quietly. The King of Zhunhuang Ming Ming, who was arrogant, would die vigorously even if he died. Even if he died, he would have to have enough people to bury him.

Da Chu and Hanging Temple have no good feelings for each other, and it is said that they are hostile. Da Chu has a population of over 100 million and has an army of millions. The tens of thousands of people in Hanging Temple are not enough to be stuck in the gaps. It can only be said that they have no good feelings and hostility.

When the King of Wheels was still a master, he fought against the masters all over the world and was defeated by Chu Xingyun. Who would you say you wouldn't pull him into the water?

In addition to being old, there is a second reason. He found a genius who is extremely talented and jealous.

In other words, if I had encountered Lengquan decades earlier, the King of Wheels would not know if he could control his emotions and cut Lengquan on the spot.

He brought Lengquan back to Daxue Mountain, but did not dare to accept him as his disciple. In the eyes of the King of Wheels, no one in the world is qualified to become Lengquan's master.

The title must be given, and at the same time, we must find a way to make Leng Quan return to his heart. So he took the disciples on behalf of his master, and Leng Quan became his junior brother. As for whether the Dead Ghost Master can afford such a demonic disciple, he has died long ago, and the Wheel-Booss King doesn't care.

Well, I think the master doesn’t care. The Wheel-Running King asked in front of his tablet, but the master did not object.

Lengquan did not disappoint him, but made him desperate.

When Lengquan went up the mountain, he was still an ordinary person, and he was at the peak of the ninth grade for three years, which was beyond the scope of normal people. The seal of the master was like a thin piece in front of Lengquan, broken in March.

The master who practiced for three years was unprecedented and later.

When you enter a master, in the eyes of outsiders, you will not be so obvious. A master is a master. Is there any difference?

The King of Wheels knew in his heart that there was a big difference between the masters. He was also a master, but he could dominate the world and defeated countless masters, but he defeated King An with one move.

The master is the largest stage, and many geniuses have broken through the Fengcheng Sect early, and they are still a master until they die.

If Renault knows this understanding, he will use data to tell you. From one hundred to five hundred and ninety-nine, plus the difference between breaking through the last one.

At the peak of the ninth grade, the physical strength is only ninety-nine, and if you break 100, you will be a master. If you want to become a earth immortal, you need to break 600 or more.

Just using data, the difference is more than five times. In fact, martial arts cultivation is much more complex than data. Just like upgrading a game, it may be easy to upgrade to level 100 level. From level 1 to level 100 to level 101, the experience required is more than the previous level 100.

Therefore, in the next ten years, Lengquan was no longer so evil in the eyes of others. But in the eyes of the Wheel King...

I can't say it, it's all tears.

When it was late at night, the Wheel-Turning King calculated over and over again, how old he had become a master? It seemed that it was not very big. He had only broken the mortals and became an immortal before he was a hundred years old. He wasted nearly sixty years at the stage of the master.

Throughout history, compared with the speed of the earth immortal's cultivation, he is not the best or the worst. After all, geniuses like Chu Xingyun are rare, and even fewer are geniuses who can grow up.

But... but compared with the younger brother Leng Quan, all the King of Wheels and King An are trash.

Twelve years and three months, plus the previous three years, Lengquan took fifteen years and three months to reach the peak of the Grandmaster.

Now, the younger brother is short of a chance, and the younger brother is short of a chance. As long as the opportunity comes, he can break the mortals and become an immortal at any time.

At that time, the King of the Wheel-Brand King didn't know that in Da Chu, there was a more evil family who had survived in a pathological way for nearly a hundred years.

A unit of energy directly makes Yuxi break into an immortal, and he is only less than ten years older than Lengquan.

Is Yuxi not as talent as Lengquan? This is really hard to say. After all, the experience is different. Lengquan practices martial arts late, but he receives careful guidance from the King of the Wheels. There are countless resources provided by the Hanging Temple of the Great Snow Mountain, and someone accompanied him into the mountains to experience it.

Yuxi didn't have all this. He practiced martial arts earlier and almost consumed much resources. He reached the peak of the master. It's hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker.

While speaking, the three of them had already entered the underground world, and their eyes suddenly became clear. Under the small hole, there was another world.

The earth shook, the sound of hooves was dull, like the galloping horses, and a group of wild boars ran out of the momentum of heavy cavalry clusters.

The wild boar in the lead is more than two meters tall and eight meters long. His short hair is erected, his eyes are red, his fangs are more than half a meter long, and his trousers are whispering white air, and his eyes are full of evil.

Liu Jingming and Di Dingtian were shocked. They had known that there was a master-level wild boar here, but they didn't think it was so powerful. The martial soul on its body was lingering, visible to the naked eye, like smoke, with four hooves lying on the ground, like walking on the clouds.

Wild beasts are different from humans. They do not need to be restrained, nor have they learned martial arts cultivation. They act entirely on instincts, and their martial souls appear even more violent.

"A funny little thing." Cold spring smiled gently when he saw the wild boar.

"Two senior brothers, are you interested in playing with it?" Leng Quan asked without any loss of face.

"Just trying." Liu Jingming was unwilling to lose face. He was a beast, so what if he was strong, he was a brainless guy.

Step up quickly, stimulate the martial soul, pull out the long sword behind it, and the left-hand sword technique is activated, and the right-hand sword is like a meteor.

"Boom..." Liu Jingming retreated repeatedly and retreated to Leng Quan. His face changed again and again. He only had one blow and used the Thousand Soul Initiator of the Hanging Temple to barely block the impact of the Wild Boar King.

Liu Jingming took more than ten steps back, while the Wild Boar King just paused slightly and continued to rush towards the three of them.

The Wild Boar King borrowed the power of the Pig Crash impact, and Liu Jingming also used the Thousand Soul Sword from the Hanging Temple to lure. It is hard to say who can take advantage of it, but the result is obvious that the depth of the martial soul is far inferior to Liu Jingming.

"Uncle Master..." You can tell the strength of the master with just a try. Liu Jingming knew before that he might not be the opponent of the Wild Boar King. He didn't expect that he was so much different. It seems that he had just thought about the Wild Boar King before.

Even if he and his junior brother Di Dingtian attacked each other, they might not be the opponent of the Wild Boar King. What's more, the Wild Boar King has a family, and there are more than a dozen adult wild boars and more than thirty little wild boars following it.

"Jingming, Dingtian, let me leave this little guy. You can deal with other wild boars. These wild boars are very rare. They are very flesh-and-blooded. If you can eat more, you can eat more. If you really can't eat them, it's good to make jerky."

While speaking, Leng Quan walked forward slowly, as if it was slow and fast. In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Wild Boar King. He pointed his left hand and his right hand forward. He was also the Qianhun Gui of the Hangkong Temple. His movements were exactly the same as Liu Jingming just now, but the result was very different.

The impact of the wild boar was brought to the left. Lengquan gently clapped his neck with the wild boar's inertia with his right hand.

The wild boar king, who was thousands of pounds, had his martial soul boiled like hot water. The pig's body flew up in the sky, flew dozens of meters away, and hit the rock wall heavily. With the rumbling sound, it smashed the iron-hard rock wall into a large pit more than two meters deep.

If Renault saw it, he would be stunned. The rock wall here is extremely hard, and a 100-pound black gunpowder explosive pack would not be so deep. This was just a casual blow from Lengquan.

Of course, Lengquan uses clever spirit, and is derived from the Thousand Souls of the Rebirth Mantra of Hanging Temple in Daxue Mountain. It is extremely clever and mysterious.

The Mantra of Rebirth is a secret method studied by the first master of the Great Snow Mountain Hanging Temple, and has been passed down from generation to generation. The shameless old man named Ming Wang of the Wheel must add the word "Wheel" in front of the Mantra of Rebirth.

Therefore, the secret book that Renault got turned into the Great Snow Mountain's Wheel-Turning Rebirth Mantra.

In fact, it is a bit unjust to say that. On the basis of the predecessors, the Wheel King made a major breakthrough, and the Thousand Soul Indication is his life-generation result. Through the basis of the rebirth mantra, the use of martial souls is strengthened. This is a martial arts method tailored for the masters.

Liu Jingming and Leng Quan both use Qianhunyin, the difference is that one uses a sword with empty hands, which makes Liu Jingming embarrassed.

It’s really hard to force things like talent. When you learn to sing, someone can sing it very interesting by listening to it twice, the tune is accurate and the lyrics are not bad.

some people……

Even if you teach one by one, you can still get out of tune until you collapse.

"Don't be afraid little guy." Lengquan said gently, walking towards the Wild Boar King.

Liu Mingjing's eyes were full of despair. He no longer had to think about the position of the chief of the Hanging Temple. He turned his head and looked at his junior brother and killed the wild boars.

Originally, Liu Jingming thought that after his master left, he should be the leader of the Hanging Temple, but as soon as his uncle came out, he had no competition. Even if the King of the Wheel-Boossing King did not leave his last words, Liu Jingming could not afford to be the leader of this family.
Chapter completed!