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 C_t; autumn wind is cold!
 Ling Feng wore a patch of robes, pushed open the dilapidated bamboo door and walked out of the thatched cottage.
 This is a barren hill, sparsely populated, surrounded by grass and surrounded by a narrow road, extending to Lingwu College.
 "This waste body is too weak."
 Ling Feng took a few steps and panted, his chest was undulating, and his body seemed to be falling apart.
 He frowned, said: "It's quite troublesome, I just have to learn to walk first."
 He sorted out his robes and walked toward the barren hills. The body of the wood, swinging in the wind, would be blown away at any time.
 "Huh"
 Ling Feng greeted the cold autumn wind, step by step, but only 30 feet away, he sweated and dampened the worn robe.
 "If you want to turn waste into treasure, you must experience inhuman training!"
 He bit his teeth and squatted, and every step was like smashing blood and flesh.
 However, he has always insisted that this is only the first step. He wants to refine the body and enter the road. With this kind of waste, the difference is too far.
 "Fifty feet..."
 "eighty feet..."
 "One hundred feet..."
 Ling Feng gasped, and the fists clenched, like a move, squatting, cold sweats down.
 The barren hills were seven miles long, and the grass was yellow. Lingfeng started from the thatched cottage and walked along the barren hills for a whole lap until the evening, before returning to the thatched cottage.
 At this moment, he was drenched, and the cold sweat was dripping down. His body was shaking, his body was overdrawn, and he was falling on the ground.
 The small face of the sallow yellow also showed a morbid pale color.
 "Seven miles a limit!" Ling Feng is quite happy.
 The sun sets in the west, and the sun is falling on the barren hills, and it falls on Ling Qing who is back from the trot.
 She was wet, and she was carrying two small fish in her hand. She was about to slap and ran back.
 "Small wind, you got sick and recovered, how did you get drenched and ran out?"
 On the face of Ling Qing's thin and thin face, there was a trace of anger, and it was inescapable to drive Ling Feng into the thatched house and let him change his robes.
 "Tonight, we eat grilled fish."
 She chuckled and raised the grilled fish in her hand.
 "Sister, are you changing your robes?"
 Looking at Ling Qing's wet gray coat, the heart is like a needle, so cold autumn, Ling Qing jumped into the river, for him. [Look at the latest chapter of the book, please go to &gt;&gt;&gt; Cotton _._. Flowers _._. Sugar _._. Small _._._._.&lt;&lt;&lt;]
 "Sister, not cold reads;!"
 Ling Qing smiled sweetly, walked out of the thatched cottage, took the bamboo door, skillfully chopped firewood and fired, washed and stripped the two small fishes, and placed them on the fire.
 Not long after, the fragrance of the fish was distributed, so that Lingfeng and Lingqing could not help but sigh.
 According to the memory of Juvenile Lingfeng, even such grilled fish is a luxury for them, especially in autumn and winter, the river is cold and not easy to get into the water.
 "Sister, you are going to change your robe!"
 Ling Feng eyes wet, hard and raw, pulled Ling Qing into the thatched cottage, went out alone.
 This night, after the resurrection of Wu Sheng Ling Feng, the most sweet and delicious meal, the water porridge, supplemented with grilled fish, sprinkled a little bit of ingredients, the fragrance is overflowing.
 Ling Qing's craftsmanship is excellent, and the grilled fish is crispy and tender, so Lingfeng will swallow his tongue.
 The thatched cottage was surrounded by the wind, and a bamboo bed swayed. Lingqing slept very sweetly, and the petite body, like the octopus, was firmly attached to Lingfeng, for fear that he was frozen.
 The next day, Ling Qing climbed up, cooked a small pot of water porridge, drank a bowl of water, left the millet in the pot, and then jumped to Lingwu College.
 "Stupid girl!"
 Ling Feng climbed up, and his body was much better. Looking at the Lingqing, who was like a bird, he was pity and distressed, and this strengthened his belief.
 "Huh"
 After the water porridge, three or two mouths, Ling Feng walked along the thatched cottage, the chest is still a sharp gasp, step by step.
 Obviously, he is much better than yesterday. When it is noon, he walks along the barren hills and walks through the circle.
 "Not the limit!"
 Ling Feng whispered, still along the thatched cottage, squatting forward.
 One foot, two feet...
 Fifty feet, two hundred feet...
 In the evening, Ling Feng stopped his footsteps. After he finished the second lap, the whole person was steamed, and the dry hair was able to squeeze out the water and smelly.
 This night, Ling Qing is still coming back from the wet, thin body, shivering in the autumn wind, his lips are white.
 "Sister, I have recovered, you don't want to fish."
 Ling Feng distressed, pushed Ling Qing into the thatched cottage, let her dry and put on a clean robe.
 "Small wind, you only get better, you have to add blood."
 Ling Qing smiled quietly, gathered Lingfeng's head, and then went out to wash and clean the fish, skillfully placed on the fire.
 This night, Ling Qing was in the cold, lying on the bamboo bed, shivering, so that Ling Feng pampered, holding her tightly in her arms.
 "Stupid girl, I am moved by you!" Ling Feng whispered in his heart.
 "Sister, promise me, don't go fishing again!"
 Ling Feng’s heart hurts, pulling Ling Qing’s cold hand into his arms and whispering. “I’m fine, I don’t need a small fish to make up my blood.”
 "Little wind, my sister is fine."
 Ling Qing’s teeth trembled and quietly shrank back. He didn’t want to be ill because of his chilly body.
 "Sister, if you don't obey, I won't eat it if you fish."
 Ling Feng’s distressed pain was a pain. He held Ling Qing into his arms and used his body to dispel the chill of Ling Qing’s body. He couldn’t stand the road. “The wind is gone, my sister is obedient.”
 "Yep"
 In the thin thatched quilt, there was a voice that Lingqing choked...
 Two days later, Ling Feng was cured and recovered. His face was black and red, and he was able to jog.
 "Cry, shout..."
 The thin body, jogging along the barren hills, squatting, the chest is undulating, but still insist on running.
 Qiuyang Gaozhao, and soon his gown was soaked, sticking to his body, giving off a faint smell of sweat.
 "limit!"
 In the evening, hot sweat, along the ankles, into the pair of sandals, and Ling Feng has collapsed, pale face pale.
 His hair was sweaty and dripping down.
 The time is as calm as water, and the blink of an eye has passed for seven days.
 After seven days, Ling Feng's posture is still thin, but he is healthy and healthy. He can already greet the autumn wind and run fast.
 "One lap, two laps..."
 He ran along the barren hills in a circle, his footsteps were still awkward, hey, it was hard to escape, but he couldn't be so weak, but he was not so weak.
 When the setting sun fell, he had already ran ten miles along the barren hills, and the yellow grass was stepped on.
 At this moment, Ling Feng collapsed, and physical fitness has reached the limit.
 "The eleventh lap, breaking the limit!"
 Ling Feng swelled in the wind, his feet kept moving, and he ran forward, pushing his physical strength to the limit.
 However, he is too prosperous, step by step, from time to time will fall to the ground, but his eyes are extremely firm.
 Only if perseverance is as hard as iron can it be embarked on the refining body. This warrior is more difficult and needs hundreds of times and ten thousand times of hard work.
 "Boom"
 About an hour, Ling Feng felt the flesh and blood tremble, and when the footsteps were soft, he fell to the ground.
 On the eleventh lap, he succeeded and broke through the limits of physical fitness.
 "Little wind, have a meal."
 Ling Qing looked at the Ling Feng, which was getting healthy and healthy, and his mouth was raised with a shallow smile.
 However, Ling Feng did not notice that Ling Qing’s face was paler...
 Three days later, Ling Feng was already able to run with heavy load.
 He tied a large stone with a washbasin, tied with rattan, and tied to his body.
 The mountain stone was about twenty pounds, and it was pressed heavily on the shoulders of Ling Feng, making him heavy.
 "Hey, hey..." "Cry, shout..."
 The footsteps fell into the wild grass, and a dull voice was heard. The wind violently gasped and the hot sweat rolled down.
 One lap, two laps...
 On this day, Ling Feng still broke through the limits of physical fitness, carrying 20 pounds, running for fifteen laps, leaving a variety of footprints around the barren hills.
 Time, I hurried away like this.
 A month later, Ling Feng had already carried five hundred pounds, and the whole body was tied with big stones. The bloated is like a rock giant, showing only a pair of bright eyes.
 "Forty laps, the limit of physical fitness!"
 Ling Feng’s chest violently gasps, his footsteps are heavy like a mountain. One step is a deep pit, the sandals are worn out, and he is running barefoot in the grass.
 By the time he was forty laps, he had collapsed and was weak. His body bones had to be broken by the five hundred pounds of rock.
 However, he still has not stopped, he has to break through the limits of flesh and blood.
 "Hey..."
 The entire barren hills followed his footsteps, and the hot sweat slammed down and fell along the rocks into the grass.
 "Fiftyth lap!"
 In the end, Ling Feng felt a shock, flesh and blood are shaking, a thriving joy, from his body bones.
 At this moment, he broke through the limits of flesh and blood, and the whole person was fascinated.
 Although, the body is still thin, but every inch of flesh and blood is very solid, even the blue veins are like lychee, roots burst.
 "boom"
 Suddenly, Ling Feng was black in front of him, followed by fainting to the ground.
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 Shenwu mainland, Yangwu worships God. A generation of Tianjiao, Wu Sheng was born again. Too really water, refining the body. Boxing the world, feet and arrogance. The celestial emperor, the law is empty. “Dare to despise the brothers, all killed!” “The woman who dares to move the brother, has been sleeping!” “Brother is just a myth, no one!” – from the quotations of the Emperor Lingfeng. The Supreme Demon is a very popular fantasy fantasy type written by the author, and tells the vivid story of the Supreme Devil.
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 A Mysterious continent, with many powerful sect and countless strong one. Juvenile Zhou Heng with a mysterious black broken sword, from the original stone town out into this world of war. Ascended the throne of the world with only a sword in hand.
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 The genius cultivator Lin Xuanzhi didn’t let down the world in his past life, yet he only betrayed a single Yan Tianhen.
 It was only when he had been backstabbed and killed by his closest friends, teacher and fellow disciples that he knew what kind of unforgivable crimes he had committed.
 After he gained the huge opportunity for rebirth, the Lin Xuanzhi who had climbed back up from hell swore to cherish the person that he had betrayed in his past life.
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 Traveling through the world of immortality, he was cultivated by the devil into a soul banner. 
 I just want to find a reliable banner master and wait for him to help me become an immortal. 
 Therefore, we should strive to improve ourselves, learn kung fu and practice magical powers, and fulfill our responsibilities as a grandfather. I hope that the banner owner can survive and become an immortal. 
 But the world of cultivating immortals really can’t stand it! 
 By the way, where is the banner master that I just bought yesterday? 
 You won't be killed in a fight again, right? 
 Ahem, okay, now I’m recruiting a new banner master who can help me become an immortal. 
 What? I am powerless and just want to lie down. 
 Are you afraid you want to be my banner slave? ! 
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 Keywords: evil ghost, guardian spirit, development flag master, billions of soul flags.
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 Demons are rampant and the world is chaotic 
 Years of natural disasters, people are struggling to survive 
 The heroes are divided, attacking each other 
 If mortals want to practice cultivation, they need to draw the blood of demons into their bodies and turn into demons. 
 Du Kang, who traveled through this chaotic world, found that he could practice his life... 
 [Snake Mother Art]: Hatching the eggs of the snake demon and bred young snakes with a secret incantation can transform into a snake mother and control all snakes. 
 [Three-Heads and Six-Arms Technique]: Insert the blood-steel ant demon feet into the armpits and shoulders to generate multiple arms, and consume the blood of the three-headed dog goblin to grow multiple heads on the neck. 
 [Glare Technique]: One of the nine methods of transforming dragons, using the blood of the wolf fairy as the ink, engraving the talisman on the blade and implanting it in the forearm, the knife can be retracted into the body, and the man and the knife are one. Those who practice this method are destined to fight on the battlefield for a lifetime. for companion. 
 Incense Dao, Talisman Dao, Five Elements Sorcery, Cloudy Day Prayer, Rakshasa Ghost Face, Breaking Evils and Revealing the Right Key Sutra... Qingluan, Huofeng, Xiangliu, Taotie, Nine-tailed Demon Fox, Nine Sons of Dragon... 
 This is a story of going all the way to the strongest in a world where there are only monsters and spells.
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 [spiritual insect pets + beast control + traditional cultivation of immortals + no time travel + no system + relaxed and funny + full character + Gou Dao] 
 Ye Lin, a humble servant, awakens the blood of the Insect King by chance and opens the Ancient Ring of the Insect King. 
 From then on, he gained a group of strange spiritual insects. 
 Billions of ants swarm, devouring the sky and the earth. 
 The petite white snake beats the dragon. 
 As soon as the spanker farts, the father and mother raise money in vain. 
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 Thousands of years later, the immortal world, the divine world, the demon world, and all the supreme beings are trembling under his Zerg army! 
 [This book strives to write a more realistic experience of cultivating immortals. The pace is slow. Friends who like fast-paced invincible writing should not read it! 】 
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 Protagonist: Ye Lin
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 His martial spirit was taken away, his cultivation was ruined, and he accidentally obtained the ancient secret realm, so he stepped into the mortal realm and broke through the ancient divine realm with his sword... The ancient god of martial arts was unrivaled by his sword. God blocks and kills God! Kill the devil by blocking it!
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 In a hilarious and sweet xianxia romance set in Ancient China, Lu Zhao Yao went through life living ostentatiously in every way possible. She lived her entire demon life in a loud and brazen manner, reigning over legions of demons, and yet——just before she was about to retrieve the sword of the ancient demon king and rightfully claim her spot on the throne——she died.
 In the most quiet and unobtrusive manner possible. How? By accident.
 Mo Qing, one of her lowest ranking lackeys at that point in time, had killed her after he retrieved the demon sword and unintentionally unleashed the sword’s demonic aura onto the heavily injured Lu Zhao Yao.
 Her quiet and untimely death, coupled with her firm belief that Mo Qing had sneakily betrayed her by lying in the shadows and waiting to strike the final blow and reap all the rewards, nurtured a heavy grievance within her. Lu Zhao Yao refused to head to the underworld and reincarnate, hanging around in the human world in her spirit form.
 Lady Luck, however, had not completely abandoned her.
 One fine day, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect (Zhi Yan) fought with her childhood friend and banged her head onto Lu Zhao Yao’s grave. To Lu Zhao Yao’s utmost delight, she was able to possess Zhi Yan’s body for short periods of time after this.
 Thus began her journey to avenge her very own death by destroying Mo Qing——and, in the process, resume her rightful place as the King over all demon sects!
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 The boundless universe was filled with all sorts of wonders. 
 I, Chen *Ping An, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode! 
 My name is Chen Ping An, Ping An* of Peace, and I am a swordsman. 
 The Midland world was full of wonders. 
 In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of. 
 At the edge of the East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face. 
 In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories. 
 In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture. 
 An impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border. 
 He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland. 
 Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south. 
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 * Ping An means peace 
 ** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”. 
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 The reborn Chen Qing became a hard-working student in ancient times. After living in poverty for ten years, he finally got a title on the gold medal list. He thought that he would become a scholar from now on. Chen Qing, who married Bai Fumei and reached the pinnacle of his life, was suddenly involved in a strange fantasy event. 
 It was also at that time that he discovered that this world was not simple. There were man-eating monsters, demons that bewitched people's hearts, and immortals who were said to be immortal but extremely weird! 
 What makes him even more incredible is that... these deadly things seem to be... designed by himself! ! !
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 Untainted by the mundane world, he went to the Xuan Road, practiced Taoism and ascended to immortality under the bright moon. 
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 In the realm of immortal cultivation, Lu Changsheng traversed as a peasant youth, overlooked by a celestial sect. Yet, endowed with the Multitude Progeny System, he could earn rewards by propagating his lineage, nurturing offspring. 
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 As the cycles of time passed and epochs changed, countless supreme beings in the realms of immortality, formidable figures in the demonic path, revered saints among the demon races, and peerless beauties rose and fell, fading into the river of years. 
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