"Xie Zihan is at the top of Qifeng. If she wants to see you, she can of course do it. If she doesn't see you, it's useless to ask."
Lin Ke didn't want to talk to Xue Qinglan anymore, so he took a pair of flying knives from Xu Dayu's hand and inserted them all into the silver knife bag, a total of ten knives.
The knife body is about four inches long, sapphire blue, crystal clear, and has fine lines, as if it were carved by a skilled craftsman using top-grade sapphires.
"Who would have thought that such an exquisite and beautiful flying knife was made by a big man like you?"
Lin Ke smiled and investigated.
Among the flying knives, there are a total of twenty-one weapon imprints, which are actually a second-grade elemental weapon. The value of each flying knife should be more than 30,000 taels.
Lin Ke is about to successfully cultivate the second level of "Spiritual Snake Flow Mark". When the time comes, the soul and the flying knife will merge into one, like a spiritual snake, and can be controlled at will. There is no need to worry about being unable to retrieve the flying knife and wasting it.
Even Lin Ke would be heartbroken if he lost a second-grade flying knife.
Not to mention how depressed Xue Qinglan was, that Zang Feng was more interested in flying knives than she, a beautiful woman, and even didn't even look at her.
Isn't this reasonable? How has she ever been treated with such contempt?
"No, I have to restrain myself and not get angry. I will join Qifeng Island first. To deal with Zang Feng, you have to figure it out slowly. As long as he is a man, he will not be able to escape from my grasp. Even the masters of "Dragon List" cannot stop him.
My charm, not to mention his, a ninth-class pariah with a low status."
Xue Qinglan looked at the towering peaks in the center of the island, with a look of anticipation in her eyes.
The top of Qifeng is the residence of the most powerful female saint in the inner sect, "Hei Wuchang". Is she really as scary as the legend says? Although Xue Qinglan is proud, arrogant and narcissistic, she still insists on treating Xie Zihan.
Have awe.
Seeing Xue Qinglan heading towards Qifeng and disappearing into the bamboo forest, Lin Ke looked solemn and said: "Dayu, if there are outsiders around in the future, please don't call me Brother Kerr anymore. You have to change your name."
Xue Qinglan would never have thought that Zang Feng was Lin Ke, who was once so powerful in the world.
However, if other people hear it and think of the name "Lin Ke", it will be quite detrimental to him.
"good!"
Xu Dayu agreed directly without asking why.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Ke put on the metal glove refined by Xu Dayu. It was also a second-grade weapon. There were thirty-nine marks on the weapon inside, all of which were wind attributes.
In order to increase the power of the wind fist, Lin Ke asked Xu Dayu to help refine this pair of gloves.
Lin Ke mobilized his vitality and injected it into the glove. Immediately, powerful wind force surged out from the glove, forming thirty-nine cyclonic wind pillars, covering a radius of ten feet. The momentum was quite shocking.
"Three folds facing the wind."
He punched out suddenly and hit the vast Qinghu Lake.
Thirty-nine cyclonic wind pillars merged into one and turned into a fierce storm. With the force of the fist, it caused the lake in front of Lin Ke to stir up water waves more than ten feet high.
One foot, three meters three.
The waves of water were twice as tall as Lin Ke's body, like a wall of water.
As the fist winds tripled, the water waves piled up three times in a row and spread out, causing the water around Qifeng Island to shake violently. It took a long time before it subsided.
"With this pair of gloves, my combat power has been improved. If the punch just now collided with Xie Wei's Tianyi sword technique, it wouldn't just be as simple as knocking her sword away, but her entire arm would probably be shattered.
It has to be cut off.”
A powerful element can greatly increase combat power.
Of course, with the thickness of Lin Ke's current vitality, activating the thirty-nine branding gloves would consume a lot of energy. If he exploded with all his strength like just now, and could only hit five punches at most, most of his vitality would be consumed.
When Bai Yunge ranked first in the "Tiger List", the sword he used only had nineteen weapon brands. It wasn't that he couldn't afford a higher-grade sword, but that he couldn't afford to use up the energy in his body.
If he were to use all his strength to activate the pair of gloves, he might punch one and all the energy in his body would be exhausted, leaving him at the mercy of others.
Also in the eighth heaven, Lin Ke was countless times more powerful than Bai Yunge.
This is true invincibility in the same realm!
The so-called number one on the "Tiger List" is just a joke.
"You must improve your cultivation to the ninth level of the Blood Sea Scroll as soon as possible. By then, not only will your vitality be greatly increased, but you will also be able to release your vitality, and your combat power will definitely increase dramatically."
"Dayu, I want to swallow the Qianhe Qi Gathering Pill, which is dangerous. During this period, no one can disturb me."
Lin Ke gave the order, returned to the wooden house, sat cross-legged, took out a Qianhe Qi Gathering Pill, and took it into his mouth.
The medicinal power contained in the Qianhe Qi Gathering Pill is a thousand times more than that of ordinary Qi Gathering Pills, and it contains huge energy. If an ordinary master dares to take it, it is no different than committing suicide.
Only "Dragon List" masters dare to try it.
Lin Ke has not yet become a master, but he practices "Tongtian Lu" and "War King Picture". His physical body is strong and can withstand the surge of vitality in his blood. Other warriors do not have such ability.
Therefore, even though he was only in the eighth level of the Blood Sea Scroll, he dared to try to swallow the Qianhe Qi Gathering Pill.
"Boom."
When Qianhe Qi Gathering Pill entered his body, it was like a big explosion. Lin Ke was shocked and his body swelled by three points, like a balloon about to explode.
Lin Ke's nine orifices in his heart opened, and according to the route of the eighth blood circulation diagram in the Blood Sea Scroll, the blood and energy in his body flowed crazily, and even the blood flowed at twice the usual speed, making a "swishing" sound.
The blood flows, forming a large circumference.
Lin Ke's body, centered on the Nine Apertures Heart Sea, turned into a vortex, quickly absorbing the power of Qianhe Qi Gathering Pill, as if absorbing the power of a super strong man.
The vitality in my heart becomes thicker with every breath.
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The Taoist temple on the top of the strange peak emits seven-colored brilliance under the sunlight, as if it is wrapped by a divine rainbow, making it look particularly sacred.
Xie Zihan was wearing a large black Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged under three purple bamboos, bathing in the sun, but her body was shivering, surrounded by frost, and a pair of snow-white jade hands were even covered with a layer of black ice.
There were water drops dripping from the eaves about thirty feet away from her, but when they dropped in mid-air, they condensed into ice particles.
"Absorbing the sun essence by bathing in the sun is too slow and cannot suppress the cold power contained in the earthly energy. Is it possible that I will not be able to escape being frozen into a human-shaped ice sculpture in the end?"
Xie Zihan never believed in fate, even though the elders in her clan advised her not to continue practicing, to dissipate the energy of the earth and the underworld, to be an ordinary person and live a normal life.
However, she did not do that and continued to practice as hard as she could.
Later, some elders in the clan warned her that if she continued to practice, she would not survive until the age of sixteen, and would be frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold power contained in the earthly and dark energy.
In order to survive, Xie Zihan practiced "War King Picture" to increase the strength of her physical body.
He also practiced psychic techniques to transfer the cold power in his body to the spiritual eyes of his soul.
Now, she is twenty years old and still alive and well.
A highly respected physiognomist once told her that her chance of survival was on the White Tribulation Planet. So she resolutely left her family and traveled far away to this remote and desolate low-level planet.
After spending two years, except for some dangerous situations in Buzhou Forest, Xie Zihan traveled throughout the White Tribulation Star, but did not find the so-called opportunity at all.
The cold power that the spiritual eye can withstand has now almost reached its limit.
The cold power contained in the energy of the earth and the underworld eroded her body again. When the attack occurred, her whole body was almost frozen into ice, and even her consciousness became blurred, as if she was about to die.
However, with her strong will, she survived time and time again.
Today, for the first time, Xie Zihan began to doubt whether he could persist, and his eyes under the white bone mask became a little confused.
Once upon a time, her father also gave birth to the energy of the earth and the underworld.
It's just that their choices were different. Her father chose to dissipate the energy of the earth and the underworld and become an ordinary person. From then on, he no longer had any status in the clan and was bullied and looked down upon.
Later, she married her mother and gave birth to her. Her parents placed all their hopes on her.
Unfortunately, fate played a trick on people, and the vitality she was born with turned out to be the vitality of the earth and the underworld.
My father became desperate and decadent.
Her mother died of depression and died in that winter when no one cared about her.
Thinking of this, Xie Zihan's eyes burned with fire again and became extremely firm.
Feng Xiaoqian sat cross-legged opposite Xie Zihan, with nine golden silk threads wrapped around her snow-green jade fingers. Each of the tops of the silk threads had a seven-colored needle inserted into nine critical points on her body.
A trace of cold air surged out from the nine fatal points and dissipated in the air.
After taking back the nine colorful fairy rainbow needles and placing them in the wooden box, Feng Xiaoqian helped Xie Zihan up and asked, "Sister Zihan, are you feeling better?"
"We have passed this test! Within a month, there should be no serious problems. As for one month later..." Xie Zihan's voice paused, and there was actually a bit of bitterness.
If Feng Xiaoqian hadn't returned to White Tribulation Star, she would have turned into an ice sculpture two months ago. How could she have survived until now?
Shui Ling'er walked in from the outside, cupped her hands and said, "Tell the island owner that Xue Qinglan, the inner sect saint, wants to join Qifeng Island."
"Have you read all her information? Are you qualified to join Qifeng Island?" Xie Zihan stood up straight again, regained her proud posture, and asked in a loud voice.
Shui Ling'er said: "She has never killed a demon warrior."
"If you want to join Qifeng Island, the first condition is to kill at least five demon warriors. Since you don't meet the first condition, why are you reporting to me?" Xie Zihan was quite impatient.
Shui Ling'er hesitated for a moment and said: "But she said that she and Brother Zangfeng have a deep friendship. Moreover, it was indeed Brother Zangfeng who brought her to the island. She should not be an undercover agent of the Demon Alliance. In terms of character, she should be