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Chapter 1191 Emperor Realm Powerhouse

"Zhenhui? This kid is lucky. He seems to have met the ancestor of a small world and adopted him as his adopted son?"

Everyone around Xuanxiao started talking, and listening to these conversations, his face looked ugly.

"What's going on? What's going on? Isn't it... no! It's absolutely impossible!"

Xuanxiao watched countless people enter the space passage, but there was no news about Prince Jinsheng.

The descendants of several other ancient strong men in the Hanging World did not receive any divine thoughts.

Everyone was suddenly panicked.

"Xuanxiao, what should we do?"

Several young people in the hanging world were panicked, looking at Xuanxiao, asking him to come up with an idea.

After all, Xuanxiao is a descendant of Prince Jinsheng.

Prince Jinsheng should be considered the strongest person in the hanging world.

"No matter what, let's go in and take a look!"

Xuan Xiao gritted his teeth and said.

"But the ancestor clearly said that he had to wait for his divine thoughts to transmit before entering. Now we are rashly entering, will we?"

Someone hesitated.

Xuanxiao pointed at the ever-changing void outside Yingsheng Palace.

At this moment, the entire void of the suspended world was almost shattering.

From the huge cracks in the space, lightning, fire, ice, magma, and other substances fell out.

Some practitioners crossed the void and were unfortunately surrounded by a crack in a certain space. They were stained with a trace of lightning and turned into ashes.

Seeing that the other party was so unscrupulous and threatened, Li Qing felt that the other party was already crazy. He replied coldly, "It's all over. That's after my father came back, but you must be finished."

After saying that, he looked at the teenagers present and then pulled Zhang Cun and was about to leave.

"Slow down!" Seeing Li Qing leaving, Li Ren hesitated slightly and stepped forward to stop him, "We had a fight before, you lost, does that agreement count?"

"What, are you so stupid? You are so embarrassed to mention this?" Before Li Qing could answer, Zhang Cun beside him spoke. An incredible look appeared on his face and wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but he was stopped.

"What I said, of course, count. I will deliver the Hundred Refined Steel Knife to you tonight, but I won't go to your house, wait for me in the old place!"

After stopping Zhang Cun, Li Qing replied with certainty. Seeing Li Ren's face showing a look of surprise, he felt that this person was hopeless.

Greed, jealous, sinister, cunning, and even shameless can all be found in Li Ren.

Shaking his head, no matter how despicable his elder brother was, he pulled Zhang Cun away quickly.

When Li Qing pulled Zhang Cun to a corner, he felt that Zhang Cun had broken free from his pull. He was confused, so he heard the other party say "Li Qing, I'll do something first, come to see me when you give him a knife tonight!"

After seeing Zhang Cun, he ran away in a panic. Li Qing looked around in a daze. When he saw the surrounding environment clearly, he smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I had arrived at Grandpa Zhou unknowingly!"

Grandpa Zhou, whom he mentioned, is a prestigious monk in the Qingmu tribe. The monk is a very special individual in the tribe. He is extremely respected by the tribe and has a great say in it. He can even affect the replacement of tribe leaders.

The monks have such prestige because they can treat people, make divination with great guidance, and predict good and bad luck. In addition, when encountering wild beasts or enemy attacks that ordinary warriors in tribes cannot resist, monks can also exert their huge combat ability. The strong among them have the power to call the wind and rain!

Due to the various special abilities of monks, it is natural to be respected by the people of the tribe.

After stabilizing his emotions, Li Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that he often ran here in the past few years. He has cultivated human instinct and came here unknowingly!"

"Yes, it's human instinct. If you can think of this, it seems that you are about to touch the threshold of cultivation!"

Li Qing, who was standing there smiling bitterly, heard someone talking behind him, and turned around and saw an ordinary old man. The old man was wearing a white coat.

, white pants, white cloth shoes, and no unnecessary decorations on his body. Compared with other old people in the tribe, this old man is ordinary and ordinary.

"It's Grandpa Zhou!" Seeing this old man, Li Qing's expression appeared on his lips.

This old man is a monk in the Qingmu tribe. No one knows his name. Everyone only knows that his surname is Zhou. He has lived in the Qingmu tribe for hundreds of years. It can be said that in Li Qing's father and even his grandfather, he grew up watching Grandpa Zhou.

Seeing Grandpa Zhou waved to him and signaling him to go over, he moved his body reluctantly and moved a few steps closer.

"What? Are you afraid of me, an old man? Why don't you get over here!" Seeing Li Qing being slow, Grandpa Zhou immediately widened his eyes and scolded impatiently. After saying that, he didn't care whether Li Qing was following him or not, and walked into a dark and dark tent with his hands on his back.

Seeing this, Li Qing just hesitated and followed him in, but when he had just entered and his eyes were still dark, he felt something rushing in front of him.

Li Qing was so familiar with this that he couldn't be more familiar with it. This was Grandpa Zhou's ability to train his reaction. After he slightly avoided the attack, he whispered in a low voice, "Every time it's like this kind of sneak attack, is it interesting?"

"Is it interesting?"

"Do you know that all kinds of wild animals on the North prairie are lying in secret, waiting for prey to pass by and suddenly culled?"

"Do you know that the warriors of the tribes on the North Belt Prairie use the most to fight with each other, ambush?"

"Do you know..."

Grandpa Zhou shouted violently and did not know in a row, and smashed Li Qing out of the tent with his fist.

After coming out, he stopped attacking, regardless of Li Qing's embarrassment, and said with emotion, "Li Qing, you have been studying with me for six years. Today I will take the exam to see if you have any slackness or forgetting. If I am satisfied, I plan to teach you some skills. Well, how many realms are there for monks, and what is the essence of the art?"

Li Qing, who had never been taken to the school, naturally knew how to answer when he heard Grandpa Zhou’s question. He let out a breath and said without thinking, "There are four realms for monks. One is the realm of mortality, the master of the realm of mortality is fighting to overcome the body and making up for the shortcomings. The second is the realm of breaking the body. As the name suggests, the realm of breaking the body means breaking through the body, that is, transcending the world and showing magical powers. The third is the realm of immortality. It is rumored that people in the realm of immortality have already owned their own way, and they can immortalize their body, and they will not fall without the punishment of gods from heaven. The fourth is the realm of myths, where people in myths have no myths, and we mortals can make comments absurdly."

"Okay, very good! It seems that I haven't taught you in vain in the past few years." Seeing Li Qing answering like a lot, Grandpa Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a satisfied smile. He pointed with one hand and asked casually, "What is the explanation for that technique?"

Faced with this problem, Li Qing hesitated for a while, because Grandpa Zhou only said a word about art to him, but he did not teach any art at all. Even books on art in the Aoki Tribe were banned and not allowed to be circulated by the tribe. If someone wanted to check it, it would not be approved unless it was approved by Grandpa Zhou.

"Why? You can't answer such a simple question?"

Li Qing, who was hesitating, saw Grandpa Zhou approaching again inadvertently. He cursed the old pervert in his heart, and shouted in a willing tone, "The technique is a way to change the energy state through some rules!"

After the yell, he regretted and even became timid, for fear of angering Grandpa Zhou.

However, Grandpa Zhou was very satisfied when he heard his answer and laughed at the sky that was slowly becoming dark.

It was not until Li Qing was terrified that Grandpa Zhou suddenly stopped and said with a serious expression, "Did you have been blaming me for not teaching you various abilities of monks in the past few years, but letting you learn those inexplicable books? You can only have the title of a monk to teach, but you can't do anything, and you are bullied by others. Even in the end, I secretly took a book on my body refining skills and practiced them secretly?"

"Gu!" Seeing Grandpa Zhou looking at him with a steady look, Li Qing's heart was pounding. He couldn't tell whether he was just a casual statement or planned to hold him accountable. The crime of stealing monks' things was a minor one.
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