I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

All of these five bandits were seriously injured, and even some bones were broken. At this time, they were rolling on the ground and wailing.

They shouted for a while, the pain eased a little, and then they looked at the fierce god Zhou Lin.

It was true that the problem of the wild man was solved in the way of the wild man. At this time, the five bandits looked at Zhou Lin, and they were full of fear and awe. The previous anger and the revenge for his companions. The bloodiness has long since disappeared.

At this moment, the five bandits looked at Zhou Yuan, who was sitting on the ground, closing his eyes and using the exercises to restore his cultivation. The expressions on each of their faces were as if they were a ghost, and they were dumbfounded.

They sensed that the natural aura between the heaven and the earth was constantly pouring into this young man's body, and even the sunlight above everyone's head was leaning toward him at this time, it was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon!

Not only that, Zhou Lin’s cultivation realm has generally grown to the naked eye, reaching the first level of the three horizontal and vertical realms in a quarter of an hour without realm Great Perfection, and another quarter of an hour later reaching the second level of the gods. Complete.

It wasn't until an hour after Zhou Lin began to recover his cultivation base, his cultivation base broke through to the Great Perfection of the third Diamond Realm of the vertical and horizontal realm, and he could enter the earth travel within half a step!

It's just that Zhou Lin stopped. He had his own consideration. For a person of unknown origin, sometimes it is not a good thing to have a high cultivation level.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the five bandits lying on the ground, their faces in horror.

While he was recovering his cultivation base, these bandits also thought about struggling to escape, only because Zhou Lin's recovery was so fast, it was as simple as watering, there were no entry barriers and obstacles, everything was fine. It's so natural, so natural.

And the thought of this person is so powerful when they have no cultivation base. If their cultivation base grows up, wouldn't they have a place to die?Looking at this speed, you might become a flying fairy in one day!

It's just that Zhou Lin's sense of consciousness is so keen, even the cultivators of the Profound Realm can't escape, his weakening is only the cultivation base.

When the previous six bandits came, he was still in a state of unconsciousness just born, and the power of the soul and the body had not fully recovered.

[] After a great battle, Zhou Lin is considered to have moved his muscles and bones, and the power of the flesh and the soul of his body have completely recovered.

While restoring the cultivation base, the divine soul was shrouded, monitoring the surroundings in all directions like the eyes of the heavenly path, and would know if there was any trouble.

Every time these bandits want to run away, no matter how cautious they are, they will be spotted by Zhou Lin, and they will be scared to move with a faint cold drink "Where are they going?" .

At this time, Zhou Lin, who had recovered a certain level of cultivation, stood up and looked down at the group of bandits with his hands on his back. At this time, he was truly full of majesty in the eyes of these reckless men, like an irreversible emperor.

The world of the wild and reckless man is like the ruffian gangster, and only those with big fists are justified and majestic.

It's not like some people with identity, strength and hierarchy, seeing that the other party is a little bigger, more handsome, and more luxuriously dressed, they will guess the strength of the other party and the background of the forces behind them, and feel jealous.

The wild man would not have so many thoughts and thoughts. The man who thought the golden coffin was weird and reminded him was nothing more than a feudal superstition about ghosts and gods.

Only by beating them like this can they truly deter them.

Now, Zhou Lin once again spoke calmly without any haste, still the same unchanging words, and asked several bandits:

"I want to ask you a few questions."

This time the bandits were beaten and persuaded, and they all knocked their heads like garlic and said:

"You say what you say! As long as you raise your hands high and don't kill us, the little ones must know that everything is endless!"

"Ugh!"

Zhou Lin sighed, shook his head slightly, and sighed in his heart for the blood and spirit these people had lost.

This is the case with the reckless countrymen. Most of them have never been civilized, and live for profit. They don't know what loyalty is. The bloody nature of revenge for their companions has disappeared, and now only the humbleness of ants remains.

It is no wonder that there are many great generals and heroes from ancient times, and there are few big people who have walked out of the grass all the way.

Zhou Lin couldn't help but recalled that there was a general from the northern barbarian tribe with the surname Tuoba, who shouted passionately when he was captured:

"The ant still has the ambition of a dragon. In his dream, he should help nine clouds! When the sky collapses, he should stand and die, never stand still!"

At that time, as a defeated general, he was humiliated and mocked. In the end, he was still as he said, becoming a world-famous general, from the generation of ants to the dragon.

Therefore, Zhou Lin also changed a lot of people in the rivers and lakes. Now it seems that the ants want to transform the dragon and the grasses want to rule the roost. It is still as difficult as giving birth to a noble son. This atmosphere and ambition are rare among the people. There is no one.

"Fine!"

Zhou Lin sighed again and shook his head slightly, no longer recalling the past, but instead asked:

"I ask you to wait, what age is it now?"

"The 183rd year of the Great Yuan Calendar."

The bandit leader replied respectfully, Zhou Lin frowned upon hearing this, and then asked:

"What's the former?"

"Previously, Daming."

"Ahead?"

"I don't know before."

Zhou Lin seemed to be a little dissatisfied with these answers, frowning constantly.

But looking at the bandits one by one, shaking their heads like a rattle, I really don't know, and I can't ask this question.

Zhou Lin could only sigh and murmured:

"It's really the vicissitudes of life. I don't know how many years have passed."

These bandits are just uncivilized wild men, and how many things can they know. If you want to know the past history, I'm afraid you have to check it yourself.

Zhou Lin sighed from the bottom of his heart, but what he said made the group of bandits tremble.

Is it possible that this is really an old monster that crawled out of the coffin?Is it an old corpse of a scam?

Otherwise, how could it be possible that I don’t even know what year this eve is, and I still lament that many years have passed!

Reminiscent of the boy's outrageous fighting skills and the strange cultivation base in front of him.

This group of bandits became more sure of this, even the bandit leader who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, at this time, looked at Zhou Lin with fear.

The bandit leader Gudong swallowed his saliva and asked nervously:

"I don't know what else the adults have to order? If it's all right, the younger ones will leave."

He didn't want to stay with this weird young man who was suspected of resurrecting the corpse for even a moment.

"Tell me about the major events that have happened recently."

Zhou Lin continued to inquire, but the bandit leader scratched his head, showing a thoughtful appearance, muttering in his mouth.

"Big event? There hasn't been any major event in the arena recently."