There are some orders of hearing the truth, and the strong will become teachers.

Since Ye Zhiqiu created the Snow Country God's clone with 199-story ice and snow towers, those Snow Country monks knew that they were powerless to change the situation. If they continued to be tough, they would die.

"From now on, you are in this space, and they are in that space, and they will not meet in pairs."

Ye Zhiqiu let out a sleeve, and all the monks from the Snow Country entered a parallel space, while the four factions alliance entered another parallel world.

It seems to be in the same place, but in fact it cannot meet.

This matter is over.

"Everything is back."

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and his clone also went to the Snow Country and understood the way of ice extinction.

"Thank you, Lord Guangming!"

The Chu national master and the four sects of the alliance cultivators all bowed down.

"Welcome to the arrival of our ancestors!"

In the territory of the Snow Country, many monks of the Snow Country also bowed down.

Although they didn't know how this mysterious existence possessed the bloodline of the Snowland tribe, since the road was already completed, let's go.

"Meet the ancestor!"

Among the many monks in the Snow Country, the most complicated mood was the woman who had previously led the monks in the Snow Country to fight. She watched that person become the ancestor of the tribe, and she really didn't know what to say, so she could only kneel down and worship with the crowd.

"From now on, practice hard and cause less trouble."

Ye Zhiqiu's clone made a speech.

"yes."

Many monks from the Snow Country worship again.

...

The dispute came to an end.

The Four-Sect Alliance is still there, and the Snow Country has a new place.

"This is roughly the early stage of the state of cultivation, you should understand it."

In the Chu Palace, Ye Zhiqiu said to Su Lingyu.

Su Lingyu is wearing a white dress today, the kind of clothes that Chu State is wearing, and a hairpin on his head, which looks pretty good.

However, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't understand what the hairpin was called. Clothes were profound and profound, and each had its own circles. He could only say that they looked good.

Who knows what style it is, but it is quite expensive. It is said to be given by the Queen of Chu.

"I understand Zhiqiu's demonstration. I know what practice is. I will work hard to practice."

Su Lingyu looked at the sky and spoke softly.

The sun is no longer there, it is dusk, and there is a light moon hanging in the distance in the sky, looking a little hazy.

But this moon was not at all in her eyes.

The moon is far away, but it is also in front of you.

She stretched out her hand, and the moonlight gathered, gathered in the palm of her hand, and entered her body again.

"Your physique should also be properly developed. If this physique is fully developed, it will not be weak."

Ye Zhiqiu saw the moonlight passing through Su Lingyu's hair and sprinkling on her face and entering her body, knowing that she was absorbing the moonlight.

The essence of the sun and the moon are the energy of heaven and earth.

It is greatly helpful for human absorption.

From his perspective, it won't take long for the girl to break through the Nascent Soul realm.

Only by transforming into a god must understand the way of heaven and must understand it well.

"The Four-Sect Alliance, Snow Country, that Wang Lin should be there too."

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes passed through Su Lingyu's beautiful hair and saw the entire capital.

A man was drinking wine and carving things. He looked ordinary, but in fact he had artistic conception.

There is the artistic conception of time, the artistic conception of madness, and the artistic conception of worldly affairs.

His carving skills are perfect, and he is definitely a master in the world.

There was a child next door playing in front of his house and shouting affectionately.

"Before transforming into gods, first transform into mortals, Wang Lin."

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he just looked at Wang Lin, thinking about something in his mind.

However, he could look at Wang Lin without restraint, but Wang Lin couldn't stand it anymore.

Years of life and death intuition told him that there was a terrifying existence watching him.

Although he was not in front, the feeling from the bottom of his heart still told him this truth.

He thought for a while and stood up and bowed: "Sir Guangming is here, please show up."

Who else can put such great pressure on him from afar, except for Lord Guangming who shows his skills today?

In this battle, he was not optimistic about the Four Sects Alliance and was already thinking about leaving, but Lord Guangming took action to save the Four Sects Alliance, so he could continue to stay.

But he didn't know where he showed extraordinaryness, which caused this Lord Guangming to stop for a long time.

Could it be those sculptures?

These sculptures have their own artistic conception, so Lord Guangming can naturally see it.

Is this the reason?

"Of course it's not the reason, mainly because you are the protagonist of this world."

Ye Zhiqiu thought to himself and walked out of the space, but his words turned into: "How did you see it?"

"The only one who has such mysterious abilities in the capital is Lord Guangming."

Wang Lin looked at the existence who walked out of the space in front of him and knew that he had guessed it right.

In his heart, he was even more curious about how this space ability was cultivated.

If a monk has this ability, his ability to save his life will be greatly improved.

If the flower-picking thief has this ability, there are almost no good women who can escape it.

The way of space is really mysterious.

"Do you know why I'm here?"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Wang Lin and spoke with a smile.

"I don't know."

Wang Lin thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"Your qualifications are not too high. You can obviously have great luck in your ability to practice to this point, so I want to accept you as a disciple, how about it?"

The leaves tell autumn and say slowly.

“…”

Wang Lin was stunned. He felt that Lord Guangming was a little unreasonable.

The words were so straightforward that he couldn't react for a while.

Your qualifications are not too high.

This sentence is too uneasy.

Isn't this just saying that his qualifications are not good?

Wang Lin thought about it carefully and found that his qualifications were indeed not good.

A long time ago, he wanted to worship the Hengyue Sect, but he was rejected because of his lack of qualifications. If it weren't for the chance of a little later, he would not have entered the world of cultivation.

"Great luck is in your body."

Wang Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.

His body was too wasted, so he had no great luck, he was only endlessly chased and killed.

This pursuit even affected his relatives and was killed by the Teng family.

Although he practiced diligently to destroy the vine armor over the years, he was already dead and could not be resurrected.

Great luck?

Are you lucky?

Maybe there is, maybe there isn't.

If not, he would have died long ago. If there were, why would it be today?

"Senior, I want to accept me as my disciple because I have great luck. What if I don't?"

Wang Lin looked at the senior who stood there waiting calmly, pondered for a moment, and then spoke by himself.

"I think you have it, and you have it. If I accept you as my disciple, you won't suffer any loss."

Ye Zhiqiu spoke with a smile.

He remembered that he had been traveling through time over the years, and even the serious protagonist could not see any of them, and his fate was really bumpy.

After going to Fengyun, I couldn’t see Fengyun, and when I went to Zhatian, I couldn’t see Ye Fan. But the cruel man saw him, it was his sister.

Now in the Immortal Negative World, let’s try to take a protagonist as your disciple.

"Since that's the case, please pay homage to Master."

Wang Lin's voice sounded.
Chapter completed!