There is no reason for this world.

Only between the strong and the strong can reason. The weak will never be worthy.

The strong are respected and the strong are respected. Ling Zhi has always known this truth, and it was not until this time that he completely understood this truth.

Because he is still weak, even if it is 6 Xin's fault, Tianyi doesn't care. He doesn't care, and insists on giving him an explanation.

This is still the case when he is a disciple of the fallen leaves. If it weren't for this relationship, he believed that Tianyi would not be willing to listen to his explanation.

This is not Tianyi’s problem, it is the world, that’s it.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, and what he can do is become stronger and stronger than everyone else. Only in that way can he act according to his own wishes!

And at present, it is just a day, why should we block his path?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"metropolitan."

When they reached the top of the main peak of the Luoye Peak, the four guards of the teleportation array had already looked at this side and shouted in a humble and arrogant manner.

Two eighth level of the body realm and two ninth level of the body realm. It was not until this time that Ling Zhi discovered the strength of these people.

You should know that even when the wild beasts attacked during the day, few of the people from the fallen leaves reached the eighth level. The gap between the late stage of the body and the middle stage of the junior and middle stages was so big, and their breakthrough was of course no longer just the accumulation of spiritual power. On the contrary, opportunities, bloody battles in life and death, etc. are indispensable.

As far as he knows, except for Zhou Xuanqing, the entire Luoye Sect, only those seven elders, have reached the artistic conception!

If the strength of the ninth level of body is placed outside, it will be the strength of a small sect leader.

But now, four such people are just guarding the teleportation array, which shows the importance of the teleportation array and the background of falling leaves.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"You four will retreat first, I will bring him here to practice." Zhou Xuanqing nodded.

The four of them looked at each other, and the person at the ninth level of the body state spoke in embarrassment, "Sect Master, the teleportation array is the security line of my Luoye Sect, and the four of me are here..."

"As the sect leader, why do you need to say about these things? I will always release some soul power to stare at you."

"But……"

"Did you forget your identity? My master is the leader of Luoye and he doesn't even listen to the words of the leader. No matter how strong you are, what's the use of asking you?" Ling Zhi suddenly spoke out of silence.

In the words, there is no mercy.

The momentum of the four people condensed, and just as they were about to do it, Zhou Xuanqing coughed lightly at the same time, and the power of the soul power fell on them.

The four of them then changed their faces suddenly, and they took a break and walked down the mountain.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Old liar, your situation is a bit bad." Ling Zhi seemed to be teasing, but he was a little worried.

"When people get old, some people can't hide their thoughts, covet my position, covet this fallen leaf sect." Zhou Xuanqing waved casually, "I'm still a day, so they can't make any waves."

The last sentence, Zhou Xuanqing's domineering and resolute words cannot be ignored.

"I'm waiting for you below, you can practice with peace of mind, no one will come to disturb you." After giving up this sentence, Zhou Xuanqing walked down until he walked a hundred feet away, and stopped, lay casually on a huge rock, quietly looking at the sky, without saying a word.

Ling Zhi was slightly moved. As the leader of a sect, Zhou Xuanqing first taught him step by step for two weeks, and this time he directly protected him. He remembered the other party's kindness in his heart.

The huge stone tablet with the word "Dragon" is still standing quietly on the top of the mountain, with wind, sun and rain leaving countless traces on it.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Ling Zhi looked at the stone tablet and tried to get close. Without any obstacles, he placed his hand on the stone tablet. When his hand passed by the stone tablet and felt the material of the stone tablet, a sense of familiarity surged into his heart.

It looks a bit like the stones in my body, but it seems to be something wrong.

It's like some scraps taken from the edge of the stone.

The stones in his body are only the size of a palm, and there are only one word on it, which is a crack. Now the spirit-devouring fire is trapped in the crack.

However, from the side of the stone, it can be seen that the edge of the stone is broken and there should be other parts.

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Zhi made up his mind and reached out to touch the word "Dragon".

cold.

This was his first feeling, the coldness that reached the depths of his soul, as if this font had been drifting in the starry sky for countless years, silent and cold without a trace of temperature.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The surface of the font is obviously smooth, but when his palms pass through the font, he can clearly feel the slightest, but the real ups and downs.

Like dragon scales, it rises and falls one after another, covering the surface of the font.

With blessings in his heart, Ling Zhi suddenly knew how to understand this word.

When he got the stone, he couldn't help but read the word "Zhen". He didn't recognize the six martial arts in it, but when he looked, he naturally understood its meaning.

He knew the word dragon in front of him and could read it, but he remembered that when he first saw it, he tried to portray the word in his mind, but at the beginning, he failed.

Perhaps, this is the key.

Only by portraying this word in your mind can you get into its mystery.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The entire Luoye Sect knows that this is a word, knows, knows it, and knows it, and develops the habit of memorizing fonts because of years of study, and there will be no one else.

Without any hesitation, he had to do this if he wanted to strengthen his strength again in just one month and just break through.

"Dragon."

He closed his eyes and began to turn from scratch, as if a white board was empty in his mind, and then he imagined a pen and began to outline it on it.

As soon as he wrote two strokes, Ling Zhi's body shook and his head hurt. The pen shaking and trembling, and it would collapse at any time.

This word is so domineering, even if you copy it, it is full of supreme pressure.

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Lingzhi's mouth. His originally rosy face became paler because of the pain in his brain and the cold sweat fell on his face and slid down his cheeks.

Ling Zhi was still holding on, and he didn't realize how difficult it was until he started writing this word.

He could not see the ups and downs of the scales, but when he started writing, his pen tip would automatically rise and fall, fall, lift, tremble, or shake, and even outlined the ups and downs.

Such a deal is too difficult!

Just as Ling Zhi's head was dizzy and even his soul was about to collapse, the stones in his body finally trembled again. This time the trembling of the stones was very strange. Some light appeared from the broken edge, and a breath similar to the word "Dragon" overflowed from the broken point.

As this breath overflowed, the severe pain in Ling Zhi's mind suddenly dissipated, and instead felt a little fusion with the supreme pressure.

It was extremely smooth and smooth without any obstacles. Lingzhi wrote this font on the whiteboard.

"The Great Method of Refining the Eight Desolations and Six Hehe Dragons."

At the same time, a brilliant technique appeared in his mind. Before he knew it, he let out a breath and recited these eight words.
Chapter completed!