Ji Guangling shook his head, "No at first. We banned it at first and clearly told them the risks of entering, but it was useless."
"I understand how they feel."
Feng Lin smiled bitterly.
For example, for people like him, everything goes smoothly in the previous levels.
Suddenly trapped in the fifth level of Dacheng, you will not be able to enter the sixth level of Dacheng for ten or even twenty years.
My heart will definitely be anxious to death.
Even if the country prohibits it, he may still want to try his luck.
Progress in the past was a matter of life and death battles.
I really don't take this kind of risk seriously.
"Let's make some rough statistics. The success rate of Dacheng level 5 and 6 masters in entering the alien land is only 20%."
"Later we discussed and joined forces with the older generation of Chinese experts and decided to create a lie."
"That is the alien flow. It is a legendary divine object. No one knows how it was formed. Anyway, if you touch it, you will die."
After listening to Ji Guangling's words, Feng Lin understood.
No wonder the national masters and Chi Ling said different things.
Chi Ling once said that she saw with her own eyes the snow coming out of the rushing water the day after tomorrow.
Feng Lin had thought about many possibilities before.
He thinks that the people on his side cannot be contacted.
But people in a different land can touch the water of the underworld.
I didn’t expect that I was overthinking it, and it was just related to my strength.
"I have to say that since we blocked the news, it has achieved remarkable results and has gradually become a tradition."
Ji Guangling said with a smile.
"Do you tell people only after they reach the seventh level of Dacheng?" Feng Lin asked.
"Yes, but for some people who are at the fifth or sixth level of Dacheng, we will also consider telling them that the first thing is life span."
Ji Guangling glanced at Feng Lin, "Those who only have twenty or thirty years left to live, we will tell the truth and see if they are willing to try it out."
"anything else?"
Feng Lin continued to ask.
"There are also people who can't break through the realm and become depressed and unhappy. They don't think about food and drink all day long. In the end, they don't work hard to practice and give up on themselves."
Ji Guangling shook his head, "There are many such people, and most of them are very talented."
Feng Lin sighed, these people really worked hard.
However, their purpose is also to protect these masters.
"Old Master, why did you tell me? Are you afraid that I will sneak over?"
Feng Lin suddenly laughed.
"There are mountains above your head. Those are the mountains your father has left for you to gain experience. As long as someone is riding on your head, you will not give up on yourself."
Ji Guangling stretched himself and said, "It's good to have me, unlike me, who is an orphan and has no power."
He remembered the days when he was in Qiankun Sect.
The leader is selected, and the stronger one wins.
He obviously won, but the Cen family teaches the world to cover the sky with only one hand.
In the end he was sentenced to lose.
In a fit of anger, he left the Qiankun Sect.
Feng Lin thought about the time at Tantai's house. Did his father let Xu Xianfan and Cen Caixuan go on purpose?
Think about it carefully, after a few of them escaped.
Dad's expression really didn't change much.
"You must have been to a strange land, right?"
Feng Lin suddenly looked at Ji Guangling.
"When you enter the ninth level from the eighth level, you break through inside."
Ji Guangling nodded.
"Old Master, I don't want to ask you for the detailed information inside. I just want to know the distribution of forces inside."
Feng Lin smiled and held his chin, "You can tell me this."
"One super, many strong, the strongest is the Yin Yang Crusaders."
Ji Guangling said with a smile.
"Yin Yang Crusaders? Are you saying that the Western priests are not enough?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"They are still far behind. The Yin-Yang Crusaders are also called the Yin-Yang Zongheng Army. The ones wearing white military uniforms are the Yang Army and belong to the Zong."
Ji Guangling's hand drew a vertical line from top to bottom on the table, "Their task is to penetrate."
Feng Lin nodded, remembering Zhuang Qingyan's words.
The Yin-Yang Crusade captured those formation masters with the purpose of destroying the Heavenly Dao formation flowing from another side.
Speaking of which, they really wanted to open a line between Shenxiang and this world.
It is convenient for experts there to enter.
"In addition, they also have Yin soldiers wearing black military uniforms, who are horizontal."
Ji Guangling drew a line horizontally on the vertical line to form a cross, "This is easy to understand. They can walk sideways in the alien land."
"Damn it! It's a bit embarrassing."
Feng Lin thought that the Yin Yang Crusaders were all like Luo Shenyan, wearing white military uniforms.
I didn't expect there were black military uniforms.
"Okay, I have violated my original agreement and told you many secrets."
Ji Guangling put a piece of essence into his mouth and said, "Stop asking me questions."
"One last little question."
Feng Lin took out his pocket and put the little white snake on the table, "Do you recognize this?"
"I really don't know." Ji Guangling shook his head.
"It's a snow dragon."
Feng Lin reminded him.
"I'm knocking! Is it real or fake?"
When Ji Guangling heard about the snow dragon, he was immediately surprised and said, "The legendary snow dragon is actually a dragon!"
He gestured with his hand, "It's as thick as a big tree and dozens of meters long. How could it be this little loach?"
The little white snake raised its head and made a arrogant expression.
"None of this is important. What I want to ask is, can this guy become a human?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"You...you want grass dragon?"
Ji Guangling's eyes widened.
"Fuck!"
Feng Lin almost burst out, "What the hell are you talking about? I'm just curious!"
"Sorry, I should know that among the people I know, he should be the only one who has entered the deepest part of the alien land."
Ji Guangling shook his head, "Snow dragons are too mysterious and their numbers are still rare. I don't know much about this race."
"The deepest part?"
Feng Lin murmured in a low voice, that should be the legendary Shenxiang.
He put the snow dragon into his pocket again, stood up and said, "No more talking, I'm not in a good state now, I have to get started with the matter in front of me."
After saying that, he waved to Ji Guangling and turned to leave.
Returning to the base outside Yanjing, Feng Lin got on the helicopter and asked a pilot to take him back.
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Fengshan.
Feng Lin walked into the ruins, took out the small white snake, turned it over, and looked at the tail.
"By the way, are you a male or a female?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
The little white snake twisted its body desperately, but still couldn't break free from Feng Lin's clutches.
"Feng Lin, my brother just called me and I have to leave."
When Bai Wu saw Feng Lin, he jumped off the roof of the villa and walked this way.
Ailian also followed behind Bai Wu.
"How long will it take to get back?"
Feng Lin stuffed the little white snake into his pocket again.
"I don't know what's going on yet. When I find out, I'll call you." Bai Wu said.
"good!"
Feng Lin nodded.
He and Ailian sent Bai Wu away together and came back again.
Feng Lin glanced at Elian, "I want to know about the Dark Order."
"Are you planning to deal with the Dark Cultists?"
