Chapter 590: Step into the later stages of training, your own way!

Some of these runes and doctrines fly like a phoenix, some heavy like a black turtle, some majestic like a basalt, and some mighty like a blue dragon!
Like a dragon like a phoenix, like a black dragon like a linnet, a hook with a silver hook, and Shen Ning has substance.
It is full of an obscure atmosphere of ancient Austria, it seems to come through the years, and the ancient meaning is full, with the vast atmosphere of years.
"Tao!"
"Doctrine, rule, Jiang Tian can only interweave his own doctrine in just one month! Step into the real human fairy!"
Zhang Qianlei is full of wonder.
Even if he was shocked in his life, he was talented.
But he also has to admit that compared with the vision power of Jiang Tian's breakthrough at this time, he is too far away!
Many laws and road patterns, golden air pillars and cyclones waited for a quarter of an hour before they drifted away.
The entire Blood Orchid Falls and the aura within ten kilometers of the surrounding area were extracted by most of them.
Within a month, the gas can be condensed into rain, flowing like a waterfall, and now only clouds and trickles remain.
Even the remaining strains of blood orchids were a bit slumped and looked lethargic.
Bang! Soon.
Thatched cottage exploded automatically.
The first thing everyone saw was a pair of deep eyes, like deep black holes, that could connect to extraterrestrial space.
Lin Fengmian glanced at it and felt a sense of falling into it forever, and quickly turned to the beginning.
Jiang Tianfei shot in white and sighed leisurely:
"After coming back for three years, we have continued our hard work. Today, we have finally reached the seventh level of qi training, and we are in the late stage.
This sigh was full of hard work and persistence.
Jiang Tian returned to the earth in March 2007, and it is now three years since March 2010.
In the past three years, he has fought north and south, and has been searching up and down. In the era of the end of the Fa, where the lack of aura resources is scarce, it is not easy for him to enter the later period of training. Much faster than he was in extraterritorial space.
This is because he is an immortal of immortality. He has accumulated a wealth of experience and supernatural power over the years.
If other monks were thrown to this aura, the exhausted death star, I am afraid that the whole life of cultivation will not reach the later stage of training.
"What a strong fairy spirit! Sure enough, it is comparable to the level of the immortal saint!"
Zhang Qianlei probed to Jiang Tian and sniffed hard.
He always smells bad, always posing high.
But at this moment, he couldn't wait for Jiang Tian to take a few hard breaths and couldn't control it.
No wonder Zhang Qianlei is so uncontrollable. There are nine layers of Qi training, and stepping into the seventh layer is the real late stage.
This is also the most critical hurdle before foundation building. Stepping into this layer is not far from the real foundation building.
Only by stepping into the building foundation can we lay a good foundation, and when the high-rise buildings rise to the ground, we can start the road of true cultivation and become a true cultivation.
As for the foundation, it was still a human body and ants dust, not even the immortal.
The arrival of these cultivations is already discouraged by the fairy, and has an irresistible attraction.
"Human immortal? Holy man, when I come out, I will show you!"
Jiang Tian smiled lightly, full of strong self-confidence.
Zhang Qianlei could see the growth of his breath and the improvement of Xiu Wei, but he did not see the success of his Gengjin deity.
Now he can condense Gengjin armor, increase defense ten times, and control the energy of metal elements.
It will no longer forcefully reverse the trajectory of several shells, as in Toyo, and will cause damage to the sea of ​​gas.
Everything is like a finger.
"Jiantian, you finally came out!"
Huang Linger's face was ecstatic, and the news spread to the Kaye tribe and Kas Lake camp, and everyone was jubilant.
Needless to say, Cass Camp.
The Chinese who were rescued to the camp all heard that it was Huaxia that a master of martial arts had led them to kill the chaotic government army and rescued them. All of them were grateful to Dade, and naturally they were looking forward to him.
In fact, the Kaye people have been hiding in several shaded caves, and most of them have escaped the killing of warlords in various places.
Today, the longevity tribe came to apologize, claiming to have received the deity of Master Huaxia Jiang, and will never disturb them again.
This makes the Kaye people incredible.
Because they have seen with their own eyes how powerful Shi Lei, Lao Long and Qing Lin are.
But now, the three gods have become Jiang Tian's slaves, so Jiang Tian is the real god.
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Now, when news of Jiang Tian's exit is made, the backbones of several tribes ate the jug and brought tropical fruits to worship Jiang Tian.
The chief of the Kaye tribe is a thin old man.
But he was stunned, with bright eyes, wearing striped sheets, and wearing a pair of glasses, which at first glance looked like a majestic Gandhi.
With the help of Little Arthur, the old man came to Jiang Tian and worshiped deeply, his hands folded, his eyes reverent, and he murmured in a native language.
Little Arthur translated on the side: "The chief is thanking you for blessing the Kaye tribe. From now on, the entire tribe will worship and pray as a god. And invite you to our dinner!"
"it is good!"
Jiang Tian didn't want to bother them, but when Huang Linger was eager to try, he readily agreed.
Zhu Jiangchao said with amusement: "Will you also call those Chinese people in Jinneng Group, they will miss you too!"
Jiang Tian was also indispensable, and nodded.
The old chief of the Kaye tribe was instantly invigorated and stood on the stone and chatted and chatted.
The Kaye people immediately became excited and hurried to the Kaye tribe to prepare meals and wine.
On the other hand, Jiang Tian, ​​Huang Linger and others, accompanied by the chief of the Kaye chief, Shi Shiran walked towards the Kaye tribe.
Along the way, the atmosphere was very harmonious. Little Arthur followed behind Jiang Tian's buttocks and acted as a translator due diligence.
On the way, a group of monkeys emerged from the forest, and when they saw Jiang Tian, ​​they snarled in anger and grinned.
"The monkeys don't seem to be friendly to us!" Huang Linger thoughtfully.
Yuan Kexin covered her mouth and laughed softly: "Miss Huang, you will know the reason later!"
Listening to the introduction of the chief of the Kaye tribe all the way, walking for an hour, to the Kaye tribe, the night has fallen.
The Kaye tribe occupies a large area on the shore of Kas Lake, with a radius of eight or nine kilometers, and there are four or five villages scattered.
Jiang Tianlai is the largest village, but the buildings here are still far behind the original Changshou tribe.
A round earthen house made of pebbles and red earth piles, covered with banana leaves and thatched grasses, a better one will have an iron roof.
The red road is muddy, there are some chickens foraging, and the hunting dogs roam.
Although the living environment is poor, the scenery is beautiful.
The night sky in Africa is almost transparent, like a sapphire strewn with gold and silver powder, and the stars seem to be within reach.
In the distance, Lake Kas is sparkling, reflecting the moonlight, rippling the stars, and in the dense jungle, there are crickets and birdsongs. The nights of Africa are extremely beautiful!
"Tianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other, really a fairyland on earth!"
Lin Fengmian looked around, dragged his words, and sighed leisurely.
"Fart in Wonderland, this is on earth!" Zhang Qianlei stared, angrily.
Since coming to Sodoni, he has seen too many ugliness. The great power politics controlled warlords, the warlords slaughtered civilians, carried out genocide policies, burned and looted everywhere, diseases and plagues everywhere. Government forces and other warlords hate it.
"Zhang Tianshi was right. He would rather be a peace dog than a chaotic world!" Lin Fengmian hurriedly laughed.
When I came to the square in the center of the village, I saw a group of black Kaye people around a bonfire, dancing enthusiastically, and there were people slapping the African drums quickly.
"Is it a holiday today?" Huang Linger asked.
"The African people are naturally optimistic. As long as there is a fire, they can sing and dance. They dance almost every day!"
Yuan Kexin explained on the side: "But Master Jiang is here today, they have more people!"
Jiang Tian walked towards the square step by step, and Little Arthur followed in an undisturbed manner.
The Chief Chief shouted.
Suddenly, everyone stopped dancing, ran to Jiang Tian, ​​worshipped Qi Qi, and murmured in the local dialect and prayed, his eyes were jealous, admired and grateful, even a little sacred.
"I'm still far from the real god!" Jiang Tian was helpless, but he could only let it go.
The chief of the chief snorted and talked about one pass, and the black people became lively again, and ran into the earthen house, holding out the simple black pottery jars. The old African women took out all kinds of food, and the children and hounds were excited. Run around.
Several high-profile sacrifices and the like enthusiastically invited Jiang Tian to sit on the crutches.
Jiang Tian found that these black people were actually more enlightened than they thought.
Except for some old people who also wore bed sheets around loquat leaves, most young and middle-aged adults wore clothes made in China, and there were all kinds of things, and most of them were brightly colored fiber products.
The shirts of several leading black youths were emblazoned with the words "Meteor Garden", and four Asian-looking teenagers bowed their heads. The outdated clothes were dumped here.
When the backbone of the medical team of the Cass Lake camp and the Chinese refugees came over, a enthusiastic and grand banquet began.
The black people and Zhu Jiangchao of the medical team knew each other. When they saw them, they immediately pulled them around and started the enthusiastic African dance "head dance" around the campfire.
The strong African man slaps the African war drums quickly, waving his spear wildly, shaking with rhythmically, making various assassination gestures, and screaming in his mouth.
Huang Linger noticed that a warrior headed by seemed to be holding a real human head.
A few black African maids approached Jiang Tian, ​​bowed down before worshipping, and offered a clay jar respectfully.