The rushing river is like an angry dragon.

The fresh smell is not the soil, but the refreshing and refreshing soil.

Green leaves are facing the wind.

The buds were like the shy beauty, half covering her face.

The same secret realm, completely different scenery.

Chu Xiang patrolled his territory, and his posture was like a mighty lion.

But he could no longer feel the joy from the heart.

Looking at this area, thriving.

The endless view is the wilderness.

The standard of the blessed land with a radius of hundreds of miles is still much worse.

But the spiritual energy here is much richer than ordinary blessed land, and it is no less scarce than that of the misty fairyland.

It has been less than a year since I came to this world, but it is not only because of my own strength or my understanding of space, but it is already different from the past.

The strength of a warrior is different from that of a cultivation level when his or her cultivation level reaches its peak. No matter how hard he or she works, he or she will never be able to break the final cage.

Then, while creation becomes an advantageous means, it must be the only optional way to grow.

The more perfect the warrior's personal world is, the more profound the understanding of the rules of space, time, etc. will become. Although this level of understanding is not the origin, it is limited to being in the personal space. For example, the souls who are in harmony with the Tao can still exert the strongest combat power. But in the end, they can borrow some rules outside the personal world.

In any case, spontaneously creating a world will probably be much more profound in understanding the original rules than Hedao.

This is a road that no one has ever reached the end, so every step of the journey is worth boasting about.

But why didn’t there be that joy in my heart?

Chu Xiang looked at the sky blankly. In addition to the lack of the scorching sun, he could even feel the vastness of the sky. This is an essential breadth, not just limited to size.

With such great progress and such brilliant achievements, he suddenly felt that this should have been.

Everything is so natural that it is connected to cause and effect.

The breeze blows, mixed with the coolness of water vapor, and contains the natural smell.

Chu Xiang suddenly said to himself.

"Is this the heart of a saint?"

With a plain expression, why did the empty eyes look so confused?

............

Is this what I want?

Cause and effect, cause and effect. Where is my cause and where is my result?

............

"Zun, why haven't you seen it recently, Lord Immortal?"

Yun Nishang stood beside the Lord, looked at Chu Ying sitting high, and asked carefully.

The same outfit and different attitude. If Yun Nishang had a little bit of the sect's demeanor a few months ago, then at this moment, I'm afraid that even a trace would not be visible.

Perhaps, she is not suitable to be the head of a sect. Indeed, if she is worried about her own life every day rather than thinking about how to develop and strengthen the sect, then no matter how powerful she is, she is just a soldier.

This is like in the secular world, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, Ren Woxing and others are indeed more suitable to be the leader of a sect than Linghu Chong and Dongfang Bubai.

"He... don't worry about him. How did I do the task I gave you? There are some other denominations, how would they react to this?"

He hugged left and right, surrounded by beauty. Under the dazzling candlelight, the shadow of Chu in his purple brocade robe was as straight as a prince, grandson, duke and marquis.

Lingjiu Palace, Piaomiao Yun Sect, and Qingcheng, the three sects have long been united. With the example of Qingcheng, it is still very easy to recruit the people of Piaomiao Yun Sect with the cooperation of Yun Nishang. Kill half and keep half. When the strongest five-qi elders of the inner and outer sects fell one after another in the hands of the reincarnationists, Piaomiao Yun Sect had many disciples who knew the current affairs and chose to surrender.

Yun Nishang, the strongest thug under the sect, naturally became the general manager who restrained these three disciples.

"Well, I have sent elite disciples from the disciples to investigate the guys whom the Lord has asked me to pay attention. As for other blessed places, there is no movement yet."

Seeing that Chu Ying obviously didn't want to talk too much about the man, and I don't know if it was fear or something, Yun Nishang wisely avoided the topic.

She has lost the Piaomiao Fairyland and has already accepted her fate.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion. After the collapse of the Piaomiao Fairyland, the bad luck that always lingers around her seemed to disappear at the same time.

"No response..."

Chu Ying frowned and pressed her temples.

As he moved, a beautiful and refined girl behind him immediately stepped forward and gently kneaded Chu Ying's head with her hands.

Chu Ying closed her eyes and looked enjoyable.

In fact, if your cultivation reaches his level, every cell in your body will be controlled freely, and you will not be tired after a year of continuous high-intensity combat. Similarly, massages have no effect at all.

But instinctively, he still enjoyed this atmosphere very much, as if in the memory deep in his soul, he should have done so.

He waved his hand and asked Yun Nishang to retreat. He squinted his eyes and thought about the round golden elixir when others were already asleep for him.

............

"Is there no movement? How could it be?"

"I watched others become stronger little by little, but I couldn't move forward. This feeling is very bad, very bad."

............

Chang'an City, downtown.

The roadside vendor shouted, and a bunch of candied haws shone brightly in the sun.

Each stall either has a scent of fragrance that makes people's index fingers move. Or they are packed with silk, delicate like a girl's skin.

The streets paved with bluestone were filled with traffic. Sometimes a fast horse was riding by, taking away a string of swearing. Sometimes a frame was slowly moving, and there were bursts of thought-provoking laughter from the curtains.

What a prosperous scene.

But in such a harmonious time, there will always be some discord.

What the world is most lacking is those who are eager to become famous!

"Drink! Lin Pingzhi! You scum who kills your father and is lewd mother! Where can you go!!!"

But I heard a teahouse on the side of the road suddenly exploded with a thunder. The huge voice that was enough to be heard half of the street really had the style of Zhang Sanye of the ancient Shu Kingdom.

The loud sound of the blue sky was indeed a bit terrifying. Many passers-by, including hawkers, looked up at the sound. But they saw a green cloud slowly floating to the street and blocking the three of them!

What a man in green robe.

However, if you look closely, the man's outfit is really unsatisfactory. It is in sharp contrast to his arrogant appearance.

It would be fine if you were wearing a green robe, but there was a beautiful red flower on your head.

This big red and green one, if it is a handsome boy, can still be said to be unique.

But this man with a ferocious face and a bandit-like figure, Piansheng even held a folding fan in his hand, pretending to be romantic, which made people disgusted.

Lin Pingzhi looked helplessly at the man who felt good about himself.

Gao Fei beside him, but Xiao was interested in watching the two of them, as if he was watching a wonderful monkey show.

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and walked forward, as if he was used to it.

Over the past few months, his reputation has become inaudible.

Nowadays, almost all people in the world who have some identity want to use him as a springboard to become famous.

Killing his father and lewd his mother, killing his brother and scrambling his sister, smashing the widow's door, and digging a bachelor's grave.

In addition to some well-known incidents, as long as the dirty water that can be poured on his body, he must be poured into death.

In short, in the eyes of people in the world, the three words Lin Pingzhi are equated with the unforgivable evils, with sores on the head and pus flowing under the feet.

From the beginning to the end, it is basically everyone shouting and beating.

But the man looked like a bandit, and he was obviously not a good thing at first sight. This was the first time Lin Pingzhi encountered this guy.

"Hmph, let's talk nonsense, who are you?"

Lin Pingzhi was lazy to explain the scolding of the great man. Anyone who was scolded like this a hundred times a day for several months was basically numb.

The big man seemed to be very satisfied with Lin Pingzhi's "default" and nodded.

With a "wow", the man opened the folding fan. However, he didn't want to use too much force and directly tore the fan in half.

The man didn't care, so he took the leaky fan and shook it, as if he was fanning the wind.

Then I got better and coughed.

"Well! So let you know! The one who did good deeds today was Li Gui, the leader of the Heifeng Village in Jiulong Mountain, known as "a flower in the rivers and lakes, laughing in the wind," Grandpa Li! When you arrive at the King of Hell, don't give the wrong name."

The Li Gui didn't just feel good about himself, he was simply narcissistic. After saying that, he pulled out the big red flower that was tied to his head, held it in his mouth, and held his fists to say hello to passers-by around him.

Unfortunately, what responded to him was not the warm applause, but the pair of contemptuous eyes.

These ordinary people don’t know what kind of birds are like, they just watch the show.

“Hahahahahaha…”

But he saw Gao Fei laughing loudly and then looked towards Lin Pingzhidao lightly.

"This guy is interesting. Don't kill him, just cut off your five limbs."

Lin Pingzhi nodded when he heard this.

"Waiting for the knife"

The Li Gui was just waiting to shout, but suddenly he found that the seemingly weak boy had disappeared from his sight. The ghostly speed made him feel a sudden chill.

It was not until this time that he realized that people in the world said that the devil Lin Pingzhi was so powerful, but it was not a boast. Unfortunately, it was too late!
To be continued...