As the saying goes, one force can reduce ten wills, and four taels can move a thousand catties. This refers to hardness and softness, which represent two applications of force. One is brute force. It is not right to say brute force, because it is not a good word. If you really want to say it,
It is great strength. The other is softness. When facing an opponent who is stronger than yourself, you use cleverness to defeat the opponent.
However, hardness and softness are relative.
Just talk about the fight between Lin Heng and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Can you say that Lin Heng is soft? His power is absolutely unimaginable, but when faced with an opponent who is stronger than himself, he can only use ingenuity.
, if he uses brute force, he is looking for a beating. In this way, he is soft again. Therefore, there must be a contrast between hardness and softness. You cannot say that hardness cannot be soft. This is not true for Lin Heng.
Doesn't make sense.
For physical exercise, in a certain sense, it is to increase strength. Whether it is boxing training or yoga, strength is always increasing. With Lin Heng's current strength, he can punch even the sun.
He fought hard, but when facing the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he mostly relied on his own strength to fight and exert his own strength. If he only used his own strength, he would not be able to cause any harm to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
, just like he was leaning against Zhu Rong at the beginning.
The so-called strength and vigor are both hard with softness, soft with hardness, it just depends on whether you know how to use it. Lin Heng understands, to a certain extent, he knows better than the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but in the face of absolute
Lin Heng also had to deal with it carefully.
In later generations, some people said that Pangu cultivated the law of power. Lin Heng knew the law of power and tried to understand it. However, this law is really difficult to cultivate. The law of power has its own threshold. This threshold is unique and everyone has it.
Different. In today's terms, it is your own limit. If you want to practice the law of force, you must break your own limit, increase your strength to the maximum and add one. Only in this way can you realize the law of force.
It looks very profitable, right?
In fact, it is not like this. Yes, breaking through one's own limits sounds very beneficial, but you can use the law to break through one's own limits with just one strike. An attack with pure power is not that powerful. If it were not for the twelve ancestral witches,
Even with their laws, they would not be so powerful. Their strength may seem powerful, but compared with their own laws, it is not enough.
It's just a pity. Their bodies and strength are definitely good candidates for practicing the Law of Power, but their natural strength has become a constraint for them. Even now, it is extremely difficult for Lin Heng to practice the Law of Power, because he
If the cultivation level is too high, the upper limit of power is too large and difficult to reach.
Back to the subject... Outside the Wu Clan tribe, Lin Heng and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fought one after another. As for the monsters who were looking for trouble with the Wu Clan, they had long been killed by Zhu Rong and the others. They had become the food of the Wu Clan's son-in-law. A few of them came back.
, naturally want to play, but for people of this level, the fight is simply endless. Look at Lin Heng and Di Jiang, they have been fighting for more than 30 years, but the good movements in their hands have not changed.
He didn't even blush or breath. To put it bluntly, he didn't expend much effort.
Twenty years later, Lin Heng was the first to stop. After fighting for so long, Lin Heng learned a lot. The Imperial River was also very enjoyable, but the eleven ancestral wizards behind him had long been shouting, and the Imperial River could not be occupied forever.
But in order not to take advantage of Lin Heng, they let Lin Heng take a break. Lin Heng was not polite and took the opportunity to absorb and summarize the experience and gains from fighting.
Ten years later, at the urging of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Lin Heng got up and started fighting with Gonggong. Sixty years later, Lin Heng fought with Pang again... and so on, one after another, until twelve people were beaten.
It lasted nearly a thousand years. During this thousand years, Lin Heng's gains were definitely not small, and the condensation of strength and magic power was a rare gain. The twelve ancestral witches were also very satisfied, and even gained a lot.
Lin Heng's fighting method definitely opened the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. They are not stupid, they know how to think and improve, so the subsequent fights become more and more difficult and exciting.
Now, Lin Heng also had some feelings for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so they invited Lin Heng to visit the witch tribe.
Why did Lin Heng come here? Just to make friends with the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Now that they invited him, Lin Heng was not polite and returned to the Wu tribe with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Now the Wu tribe is a tribe built on the mountains. The place they live in is a cave, the fire is the source of mana, and the food is fresh monsters. This thing is good for the sons of the Wu tribe. Eating it is not only satisfying, but also can improve your health.
Mana is a rare treasure. For the witch clan, monsters are the treasures of the ascetics.
In the past, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also killed monsters to eat, but after all, they only had twelve people and had little to eat. But what about now? When Lin Heng walked into the tribe, he saw piles of skeletons on the mountain wall.
, many monsters were hung up, most of them were alive, and the dead ones were either eaten or thrown away, because the spirit of the dead was lost and was not a good thing, so the Wu people were too lazy to eat it.
Just doing this will sooner or later cause the demon clan and the witch clan to start fighting!
With a sigh in his heart, Lin Heng followed the Twelve Ancestral Witches and came to the huge cave in the center. This cave is definitely very big. Look at the stone statue on the back, it is nine feet high, and there is still a tower below him.
There were twelve statues, none other than the twelve ancestral witches themselves. When they arrived at the cave, they sat down on the futon below them in the shape of the statues. Lin Heng also sat down in the empty seat beside them.
"Brother Lin is willing to fight with us brothers for so long, which is really rare. I know that Brother Lin is here to train himself, but since we brothers have had enough fun, we have to repay him." After saying that, Di Jiang stretched out his hand and pushed aside.
The wall opened like a door, revealing a huge cave behind. There were things in the cave, such as a storage room, but...
It’s just that the things placed here are all treasures!
Lin Heng's eyes widened, with a rare look of greed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He was calm, but facing so many treasures, Lin Heng couldn't help but look there.
What is in this cave?
They are really treasures, most of them are innate things, and there are many innate spiritual treasures. The most speechless thing is that they are piled up like that, which is too irritating to people.
Why do the Wu Clan have so many spiritual treasures? Because they destroyed the Dragon Clan, the collection of the Dragon Clan naturally became theirs. And the Twelve Ancestral Witches lived in Buzhou Mountain, so they naturally collected a lot of good things since they were often here.
Thinking about the Wu Clan in the future, it will definitely be a big force. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have such a collection.
The twelve ancestral witches who looked at Lin Heng looked at each other and smiled, and Di Jiang said: "Brother Lin, you can pick three of the things here at will, and it will be considered as our ancestral witch's gratitude to you."
"This..." Lin Heng hesitated for a moment, his heart filled with longing for the treasure, but when he thought of the ways that later generations would test his friends, Lin Heng gritted his teeth and said, "No need. Although I want a spiritual treasure, I don't have it in my hand.
There is no shortage of spiritual treasures. Besides, brothers are not rewarded for their merits. This time I accompany a few people to fight. It is my brother's choice. How can I ask for treasures?"
"Okay!" As soon as Lin Heng finished speaking, Zhu Rong burst out laughing. He came to Lin Heng's side, patted Lin Heng's shoulder heavily and said, "Brother Lin, your brother Zhu Rong recognizes you."
"Not bad!" Others also spoke one after another, obviously admiring Lin Heng's determination. Just looking at the pile of treasures, Lin Heng was really itchy.
God did not listen to Lin Heng's request, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not ask to give Lin Heng the baby again. They felt that it was an insult to Lin Heng. Although Lin Heng was a pity, he did not regret it. After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were all straight-hearted.
It would definitely be beneficial to make friends with that kind of man. However, Lin Heng was also a little worried in his heart, but his worry was not enough to explain to outsiders.
The thirteen people were chatting in the cave, talking about everything except cultivation. As for the demon clan, they did not talk about it. Now, the lich has not been in conflict, and the demon clan is the only one in the eyes of the witch clan.
Naturally, they would not talk about food, and they probably would not have thought that the lich would become their mortal enemy.
During this period, Lin Heng wanted to ask the Twelve Ancestral Witches to create a witch clan several times, but he swallowed it back. After making friends with them, Lin Heng had the intention of taking advantage of them, but after so long,
, somewhat sentimental. He proposed to establish the witch clan for the sake of merit, but Lin Heng would rather not have the merit of letting the lich face each other and making his friends suffer.
Therefore, in the end, Lin Heng did not tell anything about the witch clan. He just chatted with the twelve people about useless things. Occasionally, he would point out some relevant things to draw the attention of the twelve ancestral witches. Everyone just chatted happily,
Whether they paid attention or not, I don’t know.
Here, Lin Heng not only chatted happily with them, but also often competed with them. After the competition, he continued to talk and chat. It was not until five thousand years later that Lin Heng left.
Standing outside the tribe, Lin Heng and the twelve ancestral witches said goodbye one by one. Di Jiang stood in front, took out a gray orb, handed it to Lin Heng and said: "Brother, this is a gift from the twelve of us.
.”
Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, and instinctively took the orb. He felt a cool air rush straight to the top of his head, which shocked and shocked him.
"This thing is..."
Di Jiang smiled slightly and explained: "We don't know either. This thing was born with us. It should be our weapon, but we twelve brothers have studied it for so many years and still haven't found anything. From this thing
Judging from its performance, it seems to be an innate spiritual treasure. This is why we gave it to our brothers. You should be able to use this thing."
After hearing this, Lin Heng was silent for a long time, with unspeakable feelings in his heart. But when he thought about the future consequences of the Wu clan, he felt choked up again, and he opened his mouth, unable to say what he wanted to say.
In the end, he just said "thank you" and said goodbye without feeling hurt. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
