Ling Jing recovered from his trance, only to find that he had become the true eighth disciple of the gentleman Jian Yue Buqun. He was very entangled. The ring suddenly sounded in his heart. The talent martial arts system is activated! Confirm the host Ling Jing! Damn, what is this? A talent tree pattern suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes quickly swept to the last layer of the talent tree: Great Move of the Universe, Nine Suns Divine Art, Dugu Nine Swords, Lingbo Weibu, Yi Jin Jing, Beiming Divine Art... I rely on it, is this the rhythm I have in the world with the system in hand?  … .. On the Fengchan stage, Zuo Lengchan scratched his whole body in pain: Ling Jing, little thief, what kind of martial arts are you doing? Ling Jing gave him a cold look: Life and death talisman, you can enjoy it slowly. Evil obstacle, what do you do? Do you know this kind of vicious martial arts? Ling Jing: I can hang up, can I do it? Zuo Lengchan:... PS: Book friends exchange group 329525018, interested friends can come in and exchange ideas