I scan the walls of the hall with many strokes and carved lines. I find that both the lines and the palm prints are extremely wonderful. These stone walls retain the essence left by Hou Qinglin and other Martial Emperor's disciples during the competition.

"It's wonderful to see these pictures. It's really pleasing to the eyes." Lin Feng exclaimed, the essence, whether it is the strokes or the lines, is the essence left behind. It makes people feel comfortable at a glance, and seems to be immersed in it, as if they want to study everything.

Sitting cross legged, this time Lin Feng did not choose to practice any kind of powerful magical means. Instead, he released his own martial spirit and let the whole picture be printed in it. In an instant, the desolate world of martial spirits seemed to have a series of illusory shadows, which were constantly flashing and sending out powerful and terrifying magical powers.

Sometimes, the Golden Buddha suppressed everything, and the power of divinity was as vast as an abyss. A thrilling picture appeared in Lin Feng's mind, which seemed to restore a virtual scene, the scene of those Martial Emperor's disciples who were using the wall to severely harm the supernatural powers.

"It's amazing." Lin Feng was more and more shocked. For the first time, he found that he could restore the powerful treasure and outline the mysterious power in the treasure. For example, the magic sealing power of the magic stone tablet can also restore the holy pattern, and the mysterious track of the holy pattern can be presented in a clear picture and printed into the soul.

At this moment, Lin Feng also found that the spirit of martial arts can restore the whole picture. It seems that it will naturally evolve and evolve the scenes in which those strong men release these powerful attacks.

"Every means is a magic stroke. It can do everything by using the power of heaven and earth. It's too strong." Lin Feng stares at the illusory picture derived from the spirit of martial arts and exclaims.

However, when Lin Feng fell into it, the noise suddenly rang out, which interrupted Lin Feng's mind and then withdrew from the wonderful state. Originally, the martial spirit evolved into the situation when the strength on the wall bloomed. The mysterious feeling made him sink deeply. It seemed that it was only a moment. However, the time that seemed like a moment was actually an hour later 。

"Everyone is whispering, but you can still practice peacefully." Qiuyue heart did not know when he had been by Lin Feng's side. He said with a smile that he had forgotten the outside world and was immersed in his own cultivation world. Even though Yang Zilan and others were staring at him covetously, he didn't feel it.

"I'm so absorbed that I didn't expect an hour to pass." Lin Feng smiles bitterly and shakes his head. He did not expect this kind of situation. At the beginning, he intended to use this martial spirit to practice a magical method again.

"You're in it, but you don't know what you're going to do if someone wants to hurt you." Qiuyue's heart was speechless for a while. At this time, Yang Zilan and others still cast cold light on this side from time to time, even some people except Yang Zilan and others. They didn't want Lin Feng, who had been in jiuchongtian, to become a disciple of Emperor Wu. Instead, they relied on his performance of crossing jiuchongtian to win the best cultivation palace.

At this time, in the middle of the hall, there is a figure flashing, this figure, of course, is the green forest reincarnation sword, Hou Qinglin.

"Two hours have come." Hou Qinglin opened his mouth to the crowd and said, "I've given you two hours to understand how to cultivate a magical power. Next, I'll let you fight with this kind of means. You are not allowed to use any other means or power. In short, except the magic power you have just cultivated, all other magic skills are not allowed Use. "

Hearing this, the eyes of the crowd suddenly congealed. They only allowed to use the means to cultivate Tao here. Hou Qinglin's round of assessment is to test people's understanding of martial arts.

"Wu Hun is a means of its own, why can't it be used?" Some people asked, the power of the spirit is their own innate strength. Many people here are from the big family forces. They have a strong spirit and naturally hope to use the power of the spirit to fight.

"If you rely too much on the spirit, how can you step on the ladder of the strong one by itself? No matter how strong the spirit is, you will not be able to play a role. For example, if you climb the jiuchongtian, you will still rely on your own strength and powerful potential. What's more, if you rely too much on the spirit in daily life, you will only know how to use the power of the spirit in battle The understanding of martial arts and Taoism is constantly deteriorating. Although such a person can be proud for a while, his achievements are limited. On the roof, there is no need for such disciples. He is just a genius for a time, but in fact, he is just a waste material. "

Hou Qinglin said indifferently that he made many people secretly lower their heads and felt very ashamed. Hou Qinglin was right. He relied too much on the power of the martial spirit, so that he only knew the spirit when fighting. In this way, it was harmful to the martial arts, but in Hou Qinglin's eyes, such people were just waste.

"Well, now who do you think is mole ant, go to his side, as long as you can knock him down, I will eliminate him." Hou Qinglin said faintly, and suddenly many people's eyes were stiff. How could it be like this? Is it necessary for Hou Qinglin to ignore those who are weak in cultivation?

Many people's bodies twinkle and come to some weak people with sneers on their faces. These ants in their eyes will be eliminated by them and become their stepping stones.Yang Zilan brother and sister a group of people, they instantly came to Lin Feng and Qiuyue heart in front of each other, with cold smiles on their faces.

"The selection of Emperor Wu's disciples is indeed fair. The weak like ants are doomed to be eliminated." Yang Zilan smiles at Lin Feng coldly. It seems that the Emperor Wu chooses the disciples of Emperor Wu or the one with strong strength. In this way, Lin Feng is doomed to be a tragedy.

He would like to see how Lin Feng, who was in the state of Wu Si Chong, fought against him!

"Have you selected your mole ants?" Hou Qinglin said to the crowd. The crowd raised their heads. The faces of those who were strong in cultivation were full of thick smile at the moment, and said, "OK!"

"Good, then, now, enter the great illusion of the void." Hou Qinglin's mouth also showed a smile, and then his hand suddenly bloomed with a touch of terrible light, toward the crowd in the hall, and instantly covered the whole hall.

The pupils of the crowd suddenly contracted, and they felt that the scene around them changed rapidly. At the moment, they were no longer standing in a hall, but appeared in another space.

The whole world is set off by the cold snow mountain. There are a few snowflakes falling in the void. This is a mountain land. Some people trample on the mountains, some people stand in the empty snow, and others stand between the vast snow mountains. These people are all the crowd in the hall.

"Changed a piece of space, actually changed a piece of space!" There was a shudder in the crowd, but in an instant they reached another space.

"Here, no one will die. Those who have been killed will appear out of this illusion, but it also means that he will be eliminated and will not be a disciple of Emperor Wu!"

In the void, a voice rolling out, this is Hou Qinglin's voice, in this space, all people will not die!

"It seems that you have recovered your life!" Yang Zilan is standing on a snowy mountain. Beside him are Yang ziye and Jiang Ning. In the void ahead of him, it is Lin Feng and qiuyuexin who want to kill them here, but they can't be killed.

"And forget to tell you, here, all your accomplishments will be the same. All of you will be suppressed in the realm of tianwu. Those who regard others as mole ants, you can prove your words with your strength, while those who are treated as ants will sue those who despise you with your pride. This is a fair world. Now, let me see who is The real ants

Hou Qinglin's voice fell, Lin Feng's face, showing a brilliant smile.

Looking at Yang Zilan's gradually changing look, he only feels that his whole body is incomparably comfortable. Here, it is a fair world. Here, the cultivation of all people is the same. Tianwu is one of the most important things!

Who, it's a mole ant!

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