Vol 16 Chapter 754: Zhen Yuancheng

Chapter 754 Truth Yuan Cheng
Ling Feng has been in the fifteenth day, and the rest has come several times, but several times are to stop talking.
"Mitchell sister, do you think that it seems a bit strange to rest in the past few days?" Mickey pulled Mitchell aside and whispered to Mitchell.
"I feel this way too!" Mitchell frowned and nodded. She always felt that rest in peace seemed to be hiding something.
"The wind is only in the room after talking to rest in peace!" The beautiful face of the language is also with a trace of grace, "will it be..."
"No, after the wind came out of the restroom, I talked to him. He didn't have any abnormalities, and... this room reveals an inexplicable energy. I think this kind of energy is the wind. There is no reason for it!
Mitchell looked back at the room where the faint infiltration of strength, although the mouth was comforting, but the heart also had such a trace of uneasiness.
"We still go to see the rest together, even if it has nothing to do with her, at least she can see the future!" Rest as if to set a certain determination, violently grasped the hand of the language.
"Mitchell's sister, I am afraid..." The language that has always been fearless and fearless has shrunk at this moment. "If you wind him..."
"Nothing, I believe the wind will be fine!" Mitchell took a deep breath, then spit it out, and the other hand also put on the back of the hand. "Trust me, the wind will be fine." !"
"Well!" Looking at the firm gaze that flashed in Mitchell's eyes, the mood of the language slowly calmed down and nodded to Mitchell seriously. "Let's go together!"
"You want to ask the future of Ling Feng?!" Mitchell and the slang just knocked on the door of rest, and sighed from the house, and there was a hint of sigh. Weakness.
"How...what will it be?" Mitchell and the lingering look at the rest of the pale squatting on the ground, asked in amazement.
"I... I can't see it at all?" The rest trembled, and the lips had some purple. Just like being sick, Mitchell and the slang were busy with her, trying to hold the rest. I didn't expect to encounter a rest, but it seemed to have encountered a red-hot soldering iron. It was very hot.
"Are you sick?" This sentence has just been asked to export, it feels very awkward, with the strength of these people, the pain is basically far away, there will be no sickness at all, and rest in peace at this time The human feeling is like being sick.
"She is not sick, but uses power beyond her own!" Mitchell resisted this hot feeling, helped the rest, and leaned against the bed. "We really asked Lingfeng's future." But now you are like this..." Looking at the trembling body of rest, Mitchell frowned and lifted his right hand, and the power of pure water poured into the body of rest. The power of water has the power of tolerance and healing. Under the repair of the power of water, the body that is shaking and tremble gradually calms down.
"Lingfeng...there is no future..." The body of rest has gradually calmed down, but the presence of Mitchell and other people from the eyebrows has never disappeared.
"You said that the wind has no future? What does this mean?" Mitchell said in his heart that he was resting, and some eagerly asked.
"After entering the room from Lingfeng, I can no longer see through his future. I can't see through it, not see through it. I couldn't see it before because the fate of his fate is too much. Now The roads have disappeared, and the rest is nothing but nothing..." Rest is like seeing something terrible. The body that has stopped shaking has turned a little bit of trembling. "Even if I Forcibly used the power of causality to be sealed, and wanted to see the fate of Ling Feng thoroughly, I found that no matter whether it is the past, present or future of Ling Feng, I have no way to see clearly, it is nothing. It's an empty emptiness that can make people crazy..."
"Wind, he won't have anything?" The body of the language trembled gently, then suddenly hugged Mitchell. "Mitchell sister, you tell me, wind, he won't have anything, right?

"Well, he won't, we have to believe him! The wind will not be a problem!" Mitchell gently whispered, whispering comfort, but her heartbeat was chaotic, even rest in peace. Can't see all this, the wind, what are you doing?
"Call..." Just when all the people are worried about the wind, what is he doing? Let us return time to his coma.
Just as Ling Feng stunned in the past, there was a trace of white light shining on the sword of the dust sword, and then broke into the body of Ling Feng little by little, and then gathered toward the Dantian of Lingfeng.
"Where the dust mites, practicing the seven emotions and six desires, the gods fall into the dust, the gods are God!" A word slammed gently in the subconscious of Ling Feng, not knowing where suddenly there was an inexplicable force, the whole The room was wrapped up, and then this force also invaded the body of Ling Feng and began to push the dust mites in his body to work.
If Ling Feng is still awake at this time, he will surely find that in the beginning, the direction of internal force is indeed the dust. But after a few weeks, the invisible internal force began to turn into a substantial force, emitting a little milky white light, just like the white light that was previously revealed by the dust sword, and the route of the dust mites began to work. Changed, although the change is not much, but it is more versatile, and with the internal force running, more and more white light is revealed, the real gas-like internal force begins to shrink, compress, and run again and again.
Eventually, a drop of milky white liquid appeared in the position of Lingfeng Dantian, followed by the second drop, the third drop. When all the internal forces of Lingfeng were transformed into the milky white liquid energy, Lingfeng completely fainted the past. . But the inexplicable energy outside the house has not disappeared, and it has been quietly guarding the wind.
When Ling Feng woke up, it was already a month later. During this month, Ling's Women's Army began to formally contact all the affairs of Lingjia. Of course, the thing that was placed at the forefront was to establish the strength of Lingjia. At the request of Mitchell and the linguistics, the rest will tell Ling Feng's words that day and repeat it like Mitchell and others. Therefore, the establishment of strong military power has become the top event of Lingjia.
"Bing is more expensive than expensive!" This is a sentence that Ling Feng once had no intention, but the women's army headed by Mitchell and Christina used this sentence as the purpose of action, among the tribes of Ahsan. Ten potential giants were selected to accept the devastating of Robert Butter.
Ling Feng has no news, so that everyone is very worried, the only thing that can still be excited in this situation, I am afraid that only Roberts. With the ten giants including A3, the only thing Robertst has to do is to turn ten of them into true elites. At the end of this plan, I joined a person, that is Johnny!
"I didn't expect that the dust mites would be a comprehension code. Oh, what I don't think is that I can turn the internal force into a real power in that situation!" Ling Feng woke up and quietly felt his strength. Change, the corner of the mouth with a hint of smile, "The rest of the mouth said, the look of the gods is strange, from the dust mites, to achieve the godhead, in fact, is to prove Jindan Avenue!" After this unintentional retreat, Ling Feng understands A lot of things, besides the smashing of the smashing of the scorpion, can understand the true meaning of the dust mites, and there is something about the godhead. According to the rest, the godhead is the condensation of strength and the power of rules. For the monks of the earth, the rule is the sentiment of the heavens and the earth. The power is the true power. According to the truth, if you can achieve the Golden Dan Avenue, then you can communicate with the heavens and the earth, gain the strength of the heavens and the earth, and add your own true elements. Force, isn't this exactly the same as the godhead?
"Achieving Jin Dan, I don't know when it will be awkward. In the past, those old bulls were always pretending to be ghosts. For decades, don't make me go out after decades." Ling Feng looked at himself. The dust sword in his hand suddenly took it into the body and then ran to the front of the room. "But now, it seems to have become stronger."
"Call!" Ling Feng took a deep breath and then suddenly pushed open the door.
"Mickey!" Ling Feng did not think that when he went out, he saw Mickey standing quietly at his door.
"I know that you are not so easy to die!" Looking at Ling Feng's face that had become a little white because he stayed in the room for a month, Mickey snorted and revealed an ugly smile.
"I am dead, who is going to fight with you?" Ling Feng did not think that Mickey would always be at his door, as if he were guarding.
"Oh, we should also inform Mitchell of them!" Seeing Ling Feng appear, Mickey is naturally happy, a good opponent, harder than a confidant.
"I have stayed in it for many days?" Although there was no scene of concern, Ling Feng could not help but ask time.
"You stayed for a total of thirty-two days!"
"Thirty-two days?" Ling Feng frowned. Although he had already made plans for a long time in the past, he really felt unbelievable when he heard that he had stayed for thirty-two days.
"Brother!" At this time, Ling Ling's familiar voice passed from the side.