Transcending the Nine Heavens

“Next time I come back from a light dance, I must ask her to teach me, what is in the mind of this young girl? Rationally, mature, steady, handsome, resourceful... isn't that the most important attraction to girls...”

Mo Tianqiao looked at Chu Leer's "no reason” and anger rushed away from the shadow, his heart was arrogant and confused: “I used to go out, that's how it was. The girls had to look at each other. This time I deliberately put it out, how could I be treated like this? Doesn't make any sense.”

Though Mo Tianjin has the highest IQ, and no one in the world can reach it, his emotional intelligence is really... unbearable.

However, he has always appeared in this face, making people feel like he is omnipotent, but no one has thought that this controlling disc ghost is super white in emotional terms, even better!

Yes, women like this kind of man, which is true; but in general, women see this kind of man as a landscape.

Well, you can be visionary and not profane...

Once a woman really cares about you, she needs you to be proactive, thoughtful, gentle, even... some porn wolf, some sweet words, some intimacy, even a little shameless is irreplaceable, even if it is true animal, it is acceptable, even if it is a reason to hold it, it will eventually push half...

But the woman is so fond of you, and you still look like a saint, and that is that the animal is worse, absolutely any good fruit eats drops.

Mo Tianzhen has been focusing on one line since childhood, he has nothing to do with other things; in case he kills someone by mistake, he will keep his daughter with him. At first, those two delicate and beautiful women around him have been with him for several years, and there is nothing to be reacted to.

When he was entrusted with the dance, he only did what he could to help from the outside, but never thought about it. At that time, a face-to-face comfort, a warmth and support of the mind, far outweighed what he did outside by a thousand times.

Although the actual effect is inversely proportional!

But people always need that kind of words, heart, warmth, support!

That's not what you'd expect from a smart Gestapo.

Even if a smart man did something stupid, if he had never broken it, he could never get around that circle, even now!

Like a girl who never wanted to go into action in the past and make a confession in person, but how to make a confession is six out of seven - not a clue.

In Mo Tiantian's mind, I feel very confident that as long as I set out my proudest, most stylish, most elegant, most handsome, most…, naturally, everything should go to the canal, that is, the water goes to the canal, and it makes sense.

But I never thought, so-called charm, those things are for outsiders to see. And for your lover, what you really need is a thoughtful warmth, not a so-called shitty charm...

Women, after all, need to be fooled, even if you're not bad, the most taboo thing is to pretend... that what!

……

Life always drips by the day. Although there are more and more people in Jonghua City, the order in the city is calmer and calmer. Of course, the lively atmosphere is the same as always, not because there are few more river crabs to deteriorate.

Just no one knows what kind of shock wave is hidden under the calm of this surface!

And just to maintain this superficial calm, it cost the Nine Robbery Brothers and millions of soldiers and horses in the Imperial City a lot of energy!

These days, Chu Yang and others have been constantly looking for, testing, and killing each other.

This process, as it progresses, seems to be becoming more and more proficient.

Countless masters entered Jonghua City and disappeared silently.

Every day, the few people responsible for blocking must find at least 10 battles themselves!

To defeat enemies, kill, or capture alive.

And Chuyang is even busier, because, not only his own goal needs to be killed, but also the other brothers caught need Chuyang to preside over the slaughter!

Chu Yang's nine robbery swords have added at least 2,000 more dead souls in this short month and a half!

And these two thousand dead souls, none of them, were mended under the saints!

In other words, Chu Yang killed at least 2,000 saints and above!

Of course, through this period of killing, it also makes us more mature, and the repair is also more and more rapid! Taking the top few, the cultivation has begun to move steadily toward the senior saint level!

Progress is speed!

The last few, also at the level of intermediate saints, stabilized their heels and gradually moved forward!

Everyone is racing for seconds, cherishing every drop of time, and everyone is struggling desperately.

But it's less than a month away from Jonghua's Grand Prix.

Time is getting tighter and shorter, and the masters are coming from all sides, but they are still countless, and they are coming...

……

Gaoshen, the man above the clouds, seems to have felt something wrong during this time, but he can't say exactly what is wrong!

I looked down and frowned deeply.

This feeling of error has been going on for a month and a half.

During this time, he didn't go down personally, but he was right on top of the sky, running this harnessing technique, harvesting the true spirit, growing himself,

It's not that I don't want to go on a clear survey, but because my appearance is too familiar to the vast majority of the Nine Heavens. After all, my images have already been made public.

If one is careless, it will be recognized. As for the disguise, the Holy King was unwilling: as the supreme ruler of heaven, he had to be forced to change his face and do something like a thief...

He really doesn't want to have this feeling of sneaking around.

Even for some purposes, you have to be someone else for the time being, and then you have to come back.

Holy King of the Hall, the first person in the world, can't risk others' faces? Someone else's name?

It is not the pride of the Holy King, but the position of identity. At this level, he has reached the point where all hands are raised and all hands are set on the earth, and all are bright.

Of course, if he doesn't have so many secrets.

I'm a cloud man, I'm a cloud man!

……

However, the previous period suddenly felt that there was suddenly a lot less power to harvest. Not without, but with much less, it should have been possible to harvest more than a hundred strands a day, but that day came down to more than two dozen.

He didn't really care, it doesn't matter how much or how long, he just had to absorb it. Besides, the little guys below have been fighting for so long, they have been desperate, or tired, or someone will get hurt, or, at the moment of killing the target, someone happens to destroy the true spirit of the target before it is passed on, which is not impossible...

It is also normal and logical to cause a decrease in fighting power and a decrease in the number of true spirits.

He guessed correctly that several brothers, such as Chuyang, were injured almost every day, even more than once in a day. It is not realistic to capture alive the goal of having a saint level of cultivation, how can you still retreat from every hand.

If Chuyang didn't have these anti-celestial drugs, I'm afraid it would have reached the point where the Holy King now speculates: fatigue cannot fight, wounds cannot fight!

So the Holy King doesn't care too much; since it makes sense, that's normal - even he himself can't kill all these years of tiredness without knowing fatigue!

But after a dozen days like this, it's a little weird.

It is not simply weird because of the decrease in the number, but because of the cardiac technique in the hands of… some of which have inexplicably lost their power, lost their presence on each other and become floating.

Things like this are unusual!

Similar events are not absolutely impossible, such as the sudden killing of the target by the enemy, and the accidental true spirit is instantly extinguished and the soul is completely scattered, thus causing the mind pulling technique to fail to draw the true spirit of each other and become untargeted, so that this can occur.

In that case, a line belonging to the person will slowly lose its vitality and float over the next period of time.

This process typically takes days of events to be discovered by the controller.

This is also the only flaw in the cultivation of the Holy Spirit.

But the chances of this happening are minimal. If not deliberately, it would normally be almost as small as 10,000 years and not necessarily once.

In fact, the Holy King had long anticipated this situation. After all, Chuyang and other people are now engaged in sniping operations. It is understandable that a single move would end the target, and even the soul would be extinct. It is not uncommon to reap 20% less.

In the meantime, however, this has continued unabated and yields have declined sharply by 80 per cent.

“This is certainly what happened, otherwise there would not have been such a targeted tactic!” The holy monarch turned into a white cloud, slowly falling, and when he reached the ground more than a thousand feet, he turned into a misty fog, invisible and unshadowed.

Stopped at dozens of places over Jonghua City, the strong horizontal god instantly turned into a large net and fell down to completely cover Jonghua City.

Soon, the young masters who are working here have been found.

Seeing these people still hurried, hurried away, but unlike before, they used to be alone, but now they are two, two, three, three, working side by side.

Action, while still rapid, can no longer conceal fatigue on the face.

“This is normal.” The Holy King nodded slowly: “Before or by one person, but now he is tired, for the sake of safety, naturally he has to act side by side...”