Inadvertently Invincible

Leave these questions alone.

It's all in the future, there's nothing to think about.

He wondered about the little auxiliaries.

Both internal and magical powers appeared.

I didn't think it would happen at the same time, but now that it's happening, there's really no connection between the two.

Lin Fan opened his five fingers and for the first time pulled the magic force. In the blink of an eye, many light points emerged from the skin and concentrated in the palm of his hand.

“Is that magic? ”

He found that magic seemed gentle, but it contained horrific forces, and it was not until he felt them once that he understood exactly how much the difference between internal and magic was.

I used to fantasize about the difference between internal power and magic, and I don't think there should be that much difference.

But now.

He can say for sure.

It's really the sky difference, and the gap between the two is amazing.

One day, one ground.

He then sat down on his knees and entered the practice.

I don't know if I can practice it.

Not long.

Lin Fan opened his eyes and, just as he thought in his heart, could not practise.

Lingen seems really important.

Without spiritual roots, he really can't practise, even if he now possesses magic.

That's fucking tough.

It's all about sealing up dead people with no roots.

But it doesn't matter at all.

What he now relies on is falling, and that's the fastest, and whoever has a pit in his brain will whisper it slowly.

Lin Fan came to the courtyard to carry out the punching method, and when he opened his arms, his bones murmured, and a little Sha Qi poured from the ground into his feet and gathered into his fists.

Immortal basic boxing is not comparable to any other art of martial arts.

This is one of the wonderful energies that can lead to the heavens and the earth.

Gradually.

Lin Fan's blood slowly boils.

This is the effect of ground-butting, which can be greatly beneficial to cultivate over the years, allowing blood to boil all over the body in an instant and explode even more terrifying forces.

However……

That's what others need, and by the time he drops the punch, he's destined to be extraordinary.

“Brother Lin, you're here.” At this time, Qin Heng came from afar.

Lin Fan stopped practicing, "What's wrong? Can I help you? ”

“It's all right. I was just curious to hear you go out with the conductor.” Qin Heng seemed like nothing, but somehow there was always the smell of acid slipping.

Lin Fan looked at Qin Heng and understood what he meant.

Jealous sourness has flown.

Lemon essence reincarnated.

“Yeah, the master teacher said I was a genius, I had to take me as an apprentice, I can't help it, the master teacher had to take me, and I barely agreed. ”

“Brother Qin, you don't know. Sometimes I don't like to get too much attention. ”

“What do you think? ”

Lin Fan didn't even see how rich Qin Heng's expression was, so he spoke to himself.

Qin Heng's expression ranged from light at the beginning, to stunned, to hidden envy, to jealousy.

As Lin Fan's words continued to assault him, his expression turned completely acidic.

“Huh! Brother Qin, you look a little ugly. Are you sick?” Lin Fan asked.

Qin Heng blinked his eyes and felt so sad. He thought that someone as good as himself was the best disciple in the teaching mind.

But now, he didn't think it would be Lin Fan.

Though he admitted that he was also good, he always believed that he was the best.

“No, I was just thinking about something. ”

Qin Heng definitely can't say that his face looks so ugly because it's too sour.

The acid hurts so bad.

Even some want to cry.

Lin Fan patted Qin Heng's shoulder, “Okay, don't be sour. What's so sour about it? I don't care about anything else except trying to be strong. Take your time. ”

“When did I get sore, do you see me like a sour man?” Qin Heng was like a rabbit trampled on his tail. The whole person jumped up, his face was a little red, as if he had been guessed in his heart.

“Brother Lin, I admit that you are excellent, but Qin Heng is also a very good person. That's what the master himself said. Before the end, no one knows what it will look like, so don't let me, I can get what I deserve with my own excellence. ”

Qin Heng is confident.

“Well, indeed, you're very good. ”

What Lin Fan can say can only encourage Qin Heng, you are good, keep avenging, one day you will succeed.

Soon.

Qin Heng left.

Lin Fan can continue to invest in practice. Don't really say that the ground-butting technique really makes people feel good. The ground-butting technique is already familiar with the mind, but when you practise a piece of it yourself, you will feel different.

Things on the outside don't really matter to him.

Nowadays he is also a powerful man, he can say low or low, he can say high or good.

If you're careful out there, you might be able to develop.

……

“Teacher, are you there?” After Qin Heng left Lin Fan, he vowed to make sure that the master knew who was the best disciple.

He's going to impress the master with his excellence.

So he went to the kitchen and prepared a lot of pastries for the conductor, and these were his specialties.

How do you put it?

To get a man, you have to hang him in the stomach.

“Come on in.” Fang Jiu's voice came from inside the house.

Qin Heng walked in with a smile on the pastry. After entering the house, he saw that the tutor was drinking tea. Then he was delighted. "The tutor, the disciple has prepared some pastries for you. ”

Fang Jiuzhen looked at these sophisticated pastries and couldn't help but have an appetite. "Have a heart, put it down. ”

Qin Henghei put down the pastry with joy and saw the conductor gently twisting his neck. Then he immediately said: “The conductor must be tired of Xiangmen. Just as the disciple has a good taste for massage, he can give the conductor a loose bone. ”

“You still have that kind of skill, that's fine. Let's see how you do it.” Fang Jiu really felt that he really got the treasure, and the two new disciples were very capable.

Qin Heng was proud of himself.

He said he would definitely show the conductor how good he is.

And now he's showing himself that his excellence is recognized by the conductor.

Qin Heng's technique is excellent, Fang Jiu Zhen is very comfortable.

“Teacher, where have you been with Lin Fan, the disciple is curious.” Qin Heng asked, must ask clearly, know each other to be able to win hundreds of battles.

He's sour in his heart.

I envy you.

“Go to the Plains of the Earth and take a walk.” Fang Jiuzhen said, holding his shoulder lightly at will. "Here, push harder, sit uncomfortable for a long time. I didn't expect you to have a good craft, but you'll be comfortable in the future. ”

Praised by the master.

Qin Heng smiled on his face.

As for where the Magic Plains are, he hasn't been, and wants to see them, but this is definitely not a good time to ask. We need to find a chance.