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Sun Moon Sect Spirit Bird Peak, the pigeon has been chasing a sparrow with a flower in its mouth, and Diao Da even flicked his bangs on his forehead to face the fellow, no, it should be said that the owl named Tou Ying The world shows off his lush hair.

On Heishan Peak, the owner of the peak, Hei Xiong Jing, is giving a speech to his disciples on how to properly raise bees and how to prevent the Twin Everest Ginger Fish Mud specific measures.

Qilin Arm Peak, those buddies whose heads are likely to be showy are still hammering the big tree of unknown age and species. Anyway, according to a buddy of the Qilin Arm Sect, as long as one of the trees in the forest is broken with one punch, then you can go out of the mountain.

Jiang Lin didn't say anything about it, he just reserved the tree that the buddy would hammer down in the future. After all, after so many years of hammering, even if it wasn't strong, it would still be firm.

And at the top of Mount Everest, Jiang Lin was sitting on a stone bench with Xiao Niannian in his arms. In front of the two of them was Chen Jian, who was skilled in boxing like the wind.

Every time Chen Jian punched, it was as heavy as if she wanted to break a hole in the sky, but even with such a heavy punch, there was no trace of bulkiness.

Jiang Lin knew that she had already put away her fists, but the kind of fisting that flowed on her body inadvertently because she had practiced to the extreme was even more amazing.

In fact, the biggest difference between a warrior and a monk is not only in physical fitness.

The difference is longevity.

Because warriors use the true qi generated in the small world of the human body, and do not ask for the sky and themselves, while monks use the aura in the world, and ask for the world and themselves, so the life span of monks is much longer than that of warriors.

Even a martial artist in the tenth realm can't live for more than a thousand years, but a Qi trainer (monk) in the tenth realm—the Nascent Soul realm can live for four to five thousand years.

If you know how to take care of it and often soak goji berries in a thermos, you might live to be seven or eight thousand years old.

And the most important thing is that as long as you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, your appearance can be immortalized forever and you can maintain your youth, but a martial artist cannot, even if you are a pure martial artist in the tenth realm.

Therefore, the tenth realm is also called the End of Wufu, which represents the end of Wufu, and the journey of Wufu is also called the road to death.

You are only a thousand years old at the end of your practice, so why not practice Jill?

Unless it is the eleventh realm of martial arts.

There is no specific name for the eleventh realm of Wu Fu. Some people call it the Real God Realm, while others call it the Ascension God Realm.

The reason is that many monks of the Onmyo family believe that warriors keep improving their realm. If they continue to break through, surpass the tenth realm, reach the eleventh realm or even higher, they will eventually become gods, becoming terrifying existences like ancient gods.

I didn’t beg from heaven or earth before, and I won’t beg now, and I won’t beg in the future, because I am already heaven.

But for Jiang Lin, all of these are theoretical things, just like there is a theory that one can travel through time and space beyond the speed of light, isn't it still impossible?

After all, in the nine states of the world, those who can reach the tenth realm of martial arts

According to Jiang Lin's knowledge, it seems that there are no more than twenty people in total.

As for the eleventh realm, it seems that it never appeared at all.

But now, Jiang Lin felt that his concept might need to change.

For some reason, even Jiang Lin, a layman like himself, could tell that Chen Jian was too suitable for boxing.

Each of her punches is so crisp and neat, although it looks a bit like radio gymnastics

But this is not the point, the point is can you do radio gymnastics so neatly?

All in all, even though Jiang Lin was a layman, Jiang Lin could tell that every punch Chen Jian threw was accompanied by faint thunderclaps, and that natural feeling was like a kind of stubbornness.

A kind of my generation's fist! Only ask the sky! Only break the god!, and he has no doubts about his fist.

It's like I know I'm going to die, but I'm going to smash your chest flat with my little fist

In addition to the addition of the word protagonist to her by the system, Jiang Lin feels that the girl in front of him is likely to become the world's first eleventh-level warrior since the demise of the gods

If that time really comes, she's hitting herself with a punch

Jiang Lin thought for a while, then shivered all over

Ma Ma is awesome, Ma Ma is beautiful.

Chen Jian put away her fists, and Xiao Niannian, who was in Jiang Lin's arms, happily clapped her little hands, and swayed her small tail in Jiang Lin's arms.

Thank you for thinking.

Chen Jian trotted up to Jiang Lin, caressed the hem of her clothes and squatted down, kissed Xiao Niannian on the cheek, just like a family of three.

How about it, have you seen it?

Holding Xiao Niannian's small hand, Chen Jian raised her head and looked at Jiang Lin with a slightly red face.

For Chen Jian, it was the first time for her to be watched by a man practicing boxing so directly, and she always had a weird feeling.

Looking at the girl's eyes full of this punch is so simple, you must know it, Jiang Lin was speechless for a while.

How about I practice it again?

Well, good, you practice again, let me see.

The positions were exchanged, Chen Jian hugged Xiao Niannian and sat on the stone bench that Jiang Lin had already warmed with her buttocks, Jiang Lin stood at the place where Chen Jian demonstrated boxing skills and began to restore Chen Jian's boxing skills from memory.

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Jiang Lin really did radio gymnastics

Chen Jian, who was sitting on the stone bench, looked at Jiang Lin's indescribably awkward fist fight, and couldn't help but stiffen her face. She always felt that Jiang Lin was trying to anger her on purpose.

But seeing Jiang Lin's serious eyes, he felt that he didn't mean it.

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Papa, that's not how you do it

Just when Chen Jian didn't know what to say for a while, Xiao Niannian jumped out of Chen Jian's arms, stepped on her little embroidered shoes and dragged her tail to Jiang Lin.

Dad, this is how Ma Ma does it.

Xiao Niannian turned around with a small jump, her tail facing Jiang Lin.

Xiao Niannian, who had just arrived at Papa's knees, clenched her small fists with both hands, and began to imitate Ma Ma's way of gesticulating seriously.

HiHiHiHiHiHiHiHi

Xiao Niannian punched out seriously, every step of her little feet revealed cuteness, especially that chubby serious face, Jiang Lin couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Chen Jian even clapped her palms and looked at her lovely daughter with bright eyes.

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Jiang Lin frowned.

Why does it feel like the fist is getting heavier?

Nian Nian! Close your fist!

Chen Jian also seemed to realize something, and shouted quickly.

Ah? Mama, what did you say?

Xiao Niannian turned her head, but the last punch was just delivered

Boom

There was a loud noise and violent shock at the Qilin Arm Peak next door, and a cute little fist print was embedded on the mountain...

Immediately afterwards, there was the accusation from the buddy next door who kept pulling the tree:

Jiang Lin! What kind of crow are you talking about! Why is there a hole in my mountain! Aren't you going to Chunfeng Tower?!