Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan expressionlessly.
Say what needs to be said.
If you shouldn't say it, don't say it.
Lin Tianyuan joked and quickly recalled it. He was worried and said quickly: "Sir, this saint of the Yan Dynasty has been living in seclusion for twenty-five years since she returned. She is responsible for sacrifices. Many people say that she can communicate with Communicate between immortals and gods.”
"The world says there are countless people who can communicate with immortals and gods, but which one has the real ability?" Lin Jiufeng disagreed. Now the image of the saint in his mind has disappeared, and he can't remember what she looks like at all.
Someone I have never thought of in twenty-five years.
How can I still remember her appearance
"Uncle, that's wrong. According to the information I got, this saint from the Yan Dynasty has real abilities." Lin Tianyuan explained.
"What's your real ability?" Lin Jiufeng asked calmly.
"This saint has been favored by immortals and gods and can guide others. Many people have prayed sincerely and have become masters after her guidance. There are even several martial saints. These people are guarding her and are already here. The Great Yan Dynasty has become a force that cannot be underestimated," Lin Tianyuan said.
"Have you given advice to the Martial Saint?" Lin Jiufeng looked strange.
"Yes, this is the information obtained by the secret agent. It is absolutely true." Lin Tianyuan nodded.
"To be able to instruct a Martial Saint, one must have a higher level of cultivation than the Martial Saint. When the Saint was caught, she had no innate realm and was pitifully weak. Twenty-five years later, she can become such a An extremely terrifying Martial Saint?" Lin Jiufeng shook his head, not believing that this was the case.
If you ask Lin Jiufeng to instruct a martial saint, he can do it with a little effort.
But it is limited to the first step of the Martial Saint, Dongxuan.
Lin Jiufeng is now in the second step of the Martial Saint, knowing his destiny.
And it is the absolute peak. He does not dare to waste these five years.
Can the saints of the Great Yan Dynasty compare with his cultivation speed
Lin Tianyuan saw that Lin Jiufeng didn't believe it and didn't explain. He said, "I will tell the uncle. After all, he is also someone who has contact with the uncle. If you don't believe it, then I will go back to handle state affairs."
Lin Jiufeng watched him leave without saying anything.
As for the saint who had contact with him
"After that time, I will never have contact with him again in this life." Lin Jiufeng muttered in his heart.
With his character wanting to stay in the cold palace forever, he would never meet this saint again.
Lin Tianyuan left, and the little white cat walked out slowly. It wrote and asked Lin Jiufeng: "Tell me about this saint."
"You should first write this word that is worse than a dog crawling." Lin Jiufeng was too lazy to pay attention to it.
The little white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng in shame, and slapped its paw on the ground angrily.
What does it mean to be worse than a dog crawling
What lovely writing it has.
Lin Tianyuan started preparing to deal with Buddhism, and the entire Yuhua Dynasty became busy.
Lin Jiufeng was in the cold palace, comprehending the third step of the Martial Saint, leaping into the sea.
He's going to break through.
"Breaking through the third step as soon as possible, then going to comprehend the fourth step, and finally peeking into the realm of human gods and pursuing the pinnacle of cultivation. This should be my goal." Lin Jiufeng thought silently.
If he can't go out, he won't go out.
Anyway, now his life is very, very long.
Winter has passed, the ice and snow in the cold winter months have melted, spring has arrived, and the whole world has undergone subtle changes.
Lin Jiufeng in the cold palace has been looking at the sky these past few days, frowning slightly.
He came to the cave and tapped the entrance of the cave a few times with his toes.
After a while, the little white cat came out and looked at Lin Jiufeng with doubtful eyes.
Lin Jiufeng had never come looking for it before.
"Have you ever felt that something is very wrong in the world these days?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
The little white cat thought for a while and wrote doubtfully: "I didn't feel it."
Lin Jiufeng took a look and saw that the handwriting was still as ugly as ever.
The little white cat didn't know, so he turned around and left, continuing to observe silently.
Meow!
The little white cat meowed and quickly wrote a few words.
"what have you found?"
Lin Jiufeng stopped and looked at it, and said: "The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is extremely unstable in the early morning every night. Although the spiritual energy we absorb is normal, the spiritual energy over there thousands of miles high is like a big storm. Same."
Lin Jiufeng told what he observed.
An ordinary Martial Saint would not notice this.
Only Lin Jiufeng, whose eyes were so bright that he couldn't sleep at night, began to watch the sky at night and saw this scene.
The little white cat also looked at the sky in confusion.
It found nothing.
But it believed in Lin Jiufeng, so it followed Lin Jiufeng and took a thorough tour of Leng Palace from morning to night.
Nothing was found.
At night, the little white cat was lying on the wall, and Lin Jiufeng stood alone, with a strong body and a face that was still the same as it was twenty-five years ago.
Lin Jiufeng was looking at the sky.
Thousands of miles high in the sky.
The spiritual energy became violent.
The little white cat can't see it.
It also looked carefully, but found nothing.
Lin Jiufeng looked at it, feeling something in her heart, and said, "There hasn't been a spring rain this spring, right?"
The little white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng in surprise.
Why are you talking about this
You are not a farmer, so what does it have to do with you when it rains in spring
Lin Jiufeng said: "Tonight, there will be a heavy rain that will affect the world."
The little white cat looked at Lin Jiufeng with a confused expression.
Why doesn't it understand what this means
Lin Jiufeng stopped talking. He returned to his room, opened the door and windows, and lay down on the Hanyu bed.
Wait with peace of mind.
In a Buddhist temple, seven or eight old monks surrounded an extremely old and shriveled monk.
"This time the spiritual energy is really going to revive. There will be a heavy rain tonight. This heavy rain represents the arrival of a new era." The wizened old monk said as he was dying. His breath was weak, but his eyes were bright. There seemed to be countless scenes flashing past inside.
"Holy Buddha, what else did you see?" a monk asked.
"Shaolin Temple is about to face a catastrophe, don't do it." The monk said this with difficulty, and suddenly his breathing became stagnant and he died.
The other monks looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the dying Holy Buddha.
“Wait a minute. The Holy Buddha used his life to spy on the future and reminded us that our Shaolin Temple must withstand this disaster.” A righteous monk said solemnly.
"Yes, the Holy Buddha said, don't be afraid. Shaolin has stood for thousands of years because of our unity." The head of Bodhidharma Academy said firmly.
They placed the body of the Holy Buddha and waited for the heavy rain tonight.
The Great Yan Dynasty was a small country.
There are many legends in this country located in a huge mountain range. Unlike the Central Plains, it has an exotic customs.
Temple of the Saint!
The most important temple in the Yan Dynasty, countless people believe in their saint and praise the saint as the daughter of the gods.
In the main hall of the Holy Girl Temple, there was only one woman, swaying in red, with a beautiful face, a strong exotic aura, and a seductive feeling in every move she made.
But she didn't do anything. This natural behavior made countless men fall under her pomegranate skirt.
But twenty-five years after the saint came back, no man had ever approached her.
Tonight, she looked at the sky and whispered: "The world is about to change, and my opportunity is about to come."
She is also waiting for this rain.