I touched my neck subconsciously, but there was no trace of any scar.
But there was still a strong pain in my neck, as if an elephant had stepped on my neck.
The crushing pain was so real that it made Wang Jin feel faintly suffocated.
I got out of bed, poured a glass of water, and drank it in one sip. I finally felt relieved.
"The realm of Dongxuan... and the realm of Qihai are completely the same as the sky and the earth..."
He stood by the window, looking out the still dark window, and whispered to himself.
This is not the first time Wang Jin has faced a monster from the Dongxuan realm.
The first one of the Medicine Peak is in the late stage of the Dongxuan realm.
When Wang Jin faced the leader of the medicine peak, he didn't have much room to fight back.
He originally thought that the top of the Medicine Peak was too strong, but he was too weak, so he had no room to fight back in front of the top of the Medicine Peak.
According to the information he obtained from the memories of many zombies on Yao Peak, Shang Yu was only in the early stage of the Dongxuan realm during his lifetime.
It's just a level higher than that of Elder Sun.
Although he was not able to capture the monster transformed by Elder Sun, he thought it would be no more difficult than Elder Sun to deal with Shang Yu.
But at this moment, Wang Jin already understood that he had underestimated the power of the Dongxuan realm.
Dongxuan, Dongxuan, the profound secret.
The reason why this realm is called Dongxuan is that it has its own uniqueness.
"That power...what exactly is it?"
Wang Jin looked at the dark red light gradually emerging on the skyline outside the window, frowning, recalling the strange power that restrained him in his dream last night.
Wang Jin had experienced that power when he faced several zombies in the cave-mysterious realm.
That kind of power is like mental power, but it is more powerful than mental power.
What exactly is that?
"According to the few words in the memory fragments I obtained, after the Dongxuan realm, one will practice the power of divine consciousness... I originally thought that the so-called power of divine consciousness was just another term for spiritual power..."
Wang Jin tapped the window lightly with his fingers. The dim light outside the window reflected his face on the glass: "Now it seems that the power of divine consciousness and the power of mental telepathy are two different things at all..."
"That Shang Yu, I thought he would be a survivor in the dream world, but I didn't expect that he would also be a monster..."
"But why was Shang Yu still able to react to my words after he turned into a monster?"
"Is it because this Shang Yu is so powerful?"
As soon as this idea emerged, Wang Jin shook his head and rejected it: "No, if you want to talk about strength, the strength of the leader of Yaofeng is still higher than that of Shang Yu. It is not a matter of strength."
"Is it because the skills practiced by Shang Yu are unique? Or maybe he was lucky enough to escape the disaster when the dream world was destroyed?"
Thoughts were swirling rapidly in Wang Jin's mind.
"In the dream world...are there really living people there..."
Many complicated thoughts ran through Wang Jin's mind at this moment. After a while, he put down the water glass in his hand and at the same time suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
"After this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the dream world for another five or six days..."
Wang Jin sighed, but there was no regret on his face.
"However, this trip to death is not without any gains..."
Although he died in the dream world again, the sword that Wang Jin slashed before his death...
But the harvest is not small.
The sword intention in his body that was like a golden ice cube running across his Qi sea was once again somewhat loosened and was refined by Wang Jin!
"It's like driving a boat to break the ice... This sword intention that caused all the true energy in my Qi sea to collapse is also disappearing bit by bit... Lao Xia really didn't lie to me. Only the fight between life and death can truly train me.
kendo……"
Feeling the progress of refining the sword intent in his body, Wang Jin was a little unsatisfied: "It's just that this speed is too slow. At this speed, if we really want to restore the sea of qi and refine the sword intent, I'm afraid it won't be possible."
Calculated at a yearly rate..."
"With this sword intention in my body, even my blood energy cannot improve at all... Today, I am only the best among sixth-level warriors. Without Gang Qi and True Qi, facing a master-level warrior
, there is no way to fight back..."
"It's difficult...this is the price of using forbidden moves..."
With a long sigh, Wang Jin saw that the sky outside the window was gradually getting brighter. Wang Jin simply got dressed and went out and walked towards Guansheng Lake.
It was less than six o'clock when we got down to Guansheng Lake.
On the distant horizon, strands of golden rays of light are like dragon scales emerging from the deep black sea water, casting a large amount of luster in the distance, reflecting the sparkling light in Guansheng Lake.
"Martial Saint's will..."
Walking to the side of Guansheng Lake, looking at the water of Guansheng Lake reflected in the golden light, Wang Jin suddenly moved and started punching.
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
Punch out, palm swing, kick kick!
Every move was followed by the crisp sound of breaking wind, which echoed by the Guansheng Lake.
It was already over October, and in the slightly cold water, several waterbirds were frightened by the crisp sound Wang Jin made while performing martial arts, and fled in a hurry, flapping their wings.
Wang Jin was unmoved. As his body danced, he performed one physical technique after another.
Each physical skill is different from the other.
For example, the D-level physical skills, the Eagle Claw Great Grasping, should have been fierce and domineering when the attack was launched, like an eagle claw that was broken into pieces of stone, moving forward inexorably.
Another example is the B-level physical technique of the golden snake-wrapped silk hand. It is supposed to be feminine and cunning, like a snake waiting for opportunities to move and take things by surprise.
However, at this moment, a physical technique was displayed in Wang Jin's hands.
There is only one feeling.
quick!
allow!
ruthless!
The palm of the hand is like a sword blade. When it is released, it tears the air and makes a loud sound.
Facing the morning glow that gradually surged into the sky, Wang Jin stood by the Guansheng Lake. In the glow of the Guansheng Lake water, Wang Jin looked like a sharp blade standing against the sky.
Every move shows your edge!
"call……"
After a long time, Wang Jin slowly stopped, with a lot of sweat steaming from his head.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
His heart was beating like a drum and was slowly calming down.
"Um?"
He suddenly looked back.
On the long bridge across the lake behind him, a woman in a white dress was crossing the wooden bridge at her feet, walking towards Wang Jin step by step.
The woman was tall and slender, and her white dress perfectly highlighted her graceful figure.
The appearance is even more amazing and exquisite, making people feel like they are shining brightly.
At this moment, as I walked across the Guansheng Lake, my white skirt swayed like a blooming lotus, making people feel reluctant to take their eyes away.
The half-dark morning glow cast a contrast between light and dark on her white dress, making her look like a fairy walking out of the dawn.
The woman walked over and met Wang Jin's scrutinizing gaze with a smile on her face.
"You are a very talented warrior."
The voice has an inexplicable magnetism, but it is soft and waxy, and is also mixed with a bit of charm. It gives people a very strange feeling.
Coupled with her stunning appearance, I am afraid that just this sentence is enough to make many men fall for her.
However, Wang Jin just glanced at the woman in the white dress in front of him and ignored her.
Instead, he looked away, looked at the sparkling golden Guansheng Lake in front of him, and took a deep breath.
The originally fresh air was mixed with a few wisps of soft fragrance.
It's the scent of the woman in the white dress.
"The air in Guansheng Lake...is ruined..."
With a low voice to himself, Wang Jin turned around and left.
"My name is Dong Wenqing, and I am a teacher at the school."
Seeing Wang Jin turn around and leave, a look of surprise appeared on the face of the woman in the white dress.
He spoke softly.
Wang Jin paused slightly and turned to look at the woman in the white dress.
Dong Wenqing... Dong Wenrui... He is not a fool, so he can naturally guess the relationship between the two.
"Dong Wenrui is your brother?"
He faced Dong Wenqing's smiling face in front of him.
"Yes, Dong Wenrui is indeed my younger brother."
Dong Wenqing responded softly: "I know that you and Dong Wenrui had some conflicts some time ago. Dong Wenrui has a rather arrogant temper and has been spoiled by his family since he was a child. I came here specially to apologize to you on his behalf.
"
"No need, senior Dong Wenrui and I don't have any grudges, it's just a temporary dispute."
Wang Jin responded calmly and narrowed his eyes slightly: "If Teacher Dong has nothing else to do, then I will take my leave."
After saying that, without waiting for Dong Wenqing to reply, he turned around and left.
"I heard that you chose Xia Hongzhen as your mentor?"
It was still a soft voice that sounded behind him.
"What's going on?"
Wang Jin frowned and looked.
Dong Wenqing's face was still smiling like a flower.
However, this time, Wang Jin read something unusual from Dong Wenqing's face.
"Teacher Dong, don't worry about it."
Wang Jin was too lazy to guess what Dong Wenqing meant by asking such a question.
Answered somewhat impatiently.
"Student Wang Jin, I am here just to tell you that not all instructors from Daxia's First Military University are suitable to be your instructors."
Dong Wenqing smiled, like a delicate doll with only a smile on his face.
She spoke softly, turned around and walked back the way she came, leaving only her soft and soft voice mixed with a little charm reverberating in the air: "If he can teach you, there are also people who can teach you. Classmate Wang Jin, you
If there is anything you don’t understand about your practice, you can come to me instead of looking for Xia Hongzhen."
She left such ambiguous words and turned around to leave.
Wang Jin looked at Dong Wenqing's leaving figure and fell into deep thought.
Dong Wenqing came to him for no reason, just to say such a thing?
Or is this Dong Wenqing here to test his forehead?
In the short contact just now.
Although I don’t know if Dong Wenqing has seen his true identity.
But Wang Jin had already seen the true nature of Dong Wenqing.
This Dong Wenqing turned out to be a rare spiritual master!
The strength may have reached level six, approaching level seven!
This is a terrifying figure who can rival a master-level warrior!