At the age of a generation boss, even if something happens every hundred years, what she has experienced cannot be fully described in just a few million words.
Not to mention the privacy aspect involved.
What Xu Lingsan and others knew were just some side details, and she didn't know the deeper details.
Xu Lingsan thought for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, this may be a variant of the body-training method."
"Why do you say that?" Lin Feng was a little curious.
It is certain that the first-generation boss is strong. After all, she is very likely to be the boss of the Nine Classics. Compared with herself who is still groping, she may have reached a terrifying state.
"Generally speaking, pure body training techniques, like yours, after practicing the Taishang Body Training Chart, a word "hard" is highlighted. The body's defense is unimaginably hard."
"But there are no absolutes in things in this world. Combining hardness and softness is just a concept. In fact, no one can say whether it can be pushed to the limit. Although I have not further deduced it, it has gone in another direction."
"soft?"
Xu Lingsan nodded and said: "Of course softness is just a concept. It is impossible to cultivate the body to a level where it is soft and invulnerable to all things, otherwise the body will be completely destroyed."
"What I possess is a kind of vitality. Her body activation is very powerful. To give a simple example, back then she was decapitated with a sword. As a result, she grabbed it back and put it back. Her body began to recover at a terrifying speed.
Already."
Lin Feng smacked his tongue and said, "This is too perverted!"
"Theoretically speaking, judging from her complete state, even if she is chopped into pieces, she can grow back again. This should be regarded as a way of refining her body!"
"I don't know if it counts as body training, I just think it's too perverted." Lin Feng murmured.
With this kind of background and physical fitness, how strong does the opponent have to be to be able to kill her.
This is a mystery that even Xu Lingsan doesn't know. Although the boss himself has plans to pretend to be dead, if she can win, why would she pretend to be dead? Does she like to be tortured?
For a short period of time, everyone was trapped here and there was nothing they could do.
You will encounter saints when you go out. Even saints who have had their teeth pulled out are not that easy to deal with, not to mention that these saints still appear in groups.
Xu Lingyun squatted on the ground, looked at the desperate man, and persuaded him: "Actually, if you think about it, although many years of plans have been disrupted, the throne is still there and the position of God is still there, so all hope may not be lost."
"I don't want to talk to you. If you can, just let her get up!"
Xu Lingyun looked at the little boss.
She didn't want to get up, but once she tried to leave the throne, her butt would be stuck to it, making it an unsolvable situation.
This seems to be the crux of the other party's frustration.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Lin Feng, am I going to be unable to get up for the rest of my life!" The little boss was heartbroken.
Lin Feng thought for a while and really didn't know how to answer her.
"Judging from the current situation, we may need to stay up there for a while, and we may be able to find a way to get out in the future."
The little boss cried and said: "Then we still can't live without each other?"
"It is indeed a shame for the great sage to be trapped up here, but when times are difficult, we should not sink. Instead, we should turn from passive to active and try our best to change this fact."
"How to change it?" The little boss wiped his tears and looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng held up his right hand and said in a conceited manner: "Since the throne has become your standard equipment, in order to avoid making people look down on you, you can't let people find out that you can't get rid of this thing. Instead, people should think that you
Too lazy to leave!"
The little boss likes to play everywhere, so it would be inconvenient to carry a stool, and he might even be laughed at by Yue'er and Ye'er, which is why he feels so uncomfortable.
Lin Feng also spoke from his heart.
Being unable to leave and not wanting to leave are two completely different concepts.
The throne was so big that her short legs could not even touch the ground when she sat on it. It could even be used as a bed. Moreover, this was the throne of God, so it felt quite good to lie down on it.
"The human world...is filthy again!" Lin Feng said slowly, with the aura of looking down on the world.
The little boss shook his short legs, put his arms on his thighs, dragged his chin with his little hands, looked at Lin Feng infatuatedly and said, "This feels so amazing!"
Lin Feng nodded and said: "Yes, bringing a bed and a stool when you go out without a certain level of strength is equivalent to courting death, especially when you can lie on the bed during a battle. This shows a relaxed feeling, but it confirms you from the side.
of strength.”
"For now, you can't leave here, mostly because you are afraid of being embarrassed. So as long as others don't know about this problem, there is no shame or shame. On the contrary, when most people see you, they will secretly praise you, you are so handsome!"
The little boss nodded seriously and said, "What you said makes sense. The world... is dirty again! How do I feel?"
Lin Feng shook his head and said: "You are too serious. You have to say it in a relaxed and freehand manner. You are a great sage. Destroying a star is as simple as spitting!"
The little boss felt the same way. He continued to hold his little hands and imitated Lin Feng and said, "The world... is filthy again!"
"You practice first, I'll go check on the situation."
After getting rid of the little boss again, Lin Feng walked up to Xu Lingyun, looked at the breath of God lying on the ground, and shook his head helplessly.
This is already a salted fish, a salted fish that doesn't even want to turn over.
Yi Qianxue was no longer interested in him. A dead fish didn't react no matter how much he poked it, so she might as well read a book.
She sat aside, eating the cakes she brought from Lin Feng, and reading the novel with interest.
Lin Feng took a look and saw that it was signed by himself, but the title of the book was not memorable. During the years when I was a villain, I didn't seem to have read anything similar.
After briefly glancing at the content, Lin Feng casually glanced at the serious villain Lao San.
She is still such a villain, taking pleasure in bullying people. The immortal immortal master of Bahen is now being teased by her so much that the fairies are crying.
Lin Feng waved his hand in front of Yi Qianxue's eyes.
Yi Qianxue raised her head and looked at him doubtfully, as if she didn't understand what Lin Feng was doing.
"Don't let the third child see this book." Lin Feng ordered.
She nodded, took a bite of the pastry, and read it with relish.
"Shameless little thief, please let me go!"
"Yeah! Yeah! Why did I feel a surge of pleasure rush into my heart when he was touched by his fingers? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"If you, Lin Xiaofeng, dare to destroy my innocence, don't expect me, Ye Xiaochun, to let you go in this life!"
Lin Feng was shocked all over.
Fourth Senior Sister, this is not how you seek death. Besides, why did you drag me with me? Use my pen name to write pornographic stories about the third child. If something happens in the future, we will not know how we died.
It is said that although this guy is brave, he is not willing to commit suicide like this. Lin Feng is a little strange.
Yi Qianxue seemed to sense Lin Feng's doubts. She pointed to the few small characters behind the title on the cover and said, "This is a collector's edition. You can't buy it outside."
Lin Feng suddenly realized, to put it simply, this is what she wrote to Senior Sister?
But what’s the point of Fourth Senior Sister doing these things behind her back?
The senior sister is very poor. Apart from her high combat power, she has almost zero other aspects. It is impossible to give her resources, right? Or maybe she has done something wrong again, so she hopes to win over the senior sister and help her prevent problems in the future?
Lin Feng scratched his head.
I always feel that the painting style of myself and others is getting more and more crooked. Although after so many years, people will grow, their personalities will change, and I have become much calmer, but can the painting style also grow with experience?
?
The little boss was still busy fiddling with her posture, with Xu Lingsan assisting her.
"Yes, that's how you use power. Although you are trapped on it, you just can't get away when you want to leave. In fact, you can sit or lie down as you wish. The power wraps around the throne, yes... that's right...
When you move like this and fall from the sky, in line with what you said just now, you must have an attitude of looking down on the world, as if all the sentient beings in the world are inferior to me."
The movements were completed in one go, the throne soared into the air, then spun and landed again.
The little boss lay enchantingly on it, showing his pride and arrogance looking down on the world. He waved his little hands and said disdainfully: "The world... is filthy again!"
Xu Lingsan clapped excitedly: "It's done, it's done, it's like this. Remember this feeling, I can guarantee that no one will find out that you are clinging to it because you can't get off."
The ground shook a bit, revealing a sharp corner.
Lin Feng looked over curiously, pushed aside the soil with a wave of his hand, and discovered that there was actually a mural hidden here.
A very simple mural outlines several different forms, just like a painting in Lin Feng's memory of a textbook, telling the evolution of the human race.
This mural records the growth of a man from a squealing baby to a man who stands tall and upright.
The picture was inexplicably cut off in half, and it was evolving into the appearance of about thirty years old, and there is no follow-up. In terms of appearance, it is the same style as Lin Feng's previous paintings.
This is most likely the person who used Taishang Nine Classics to exchange for steamed buns, fish, insects and seeds.
With doubts, Lin Feng picked up the mural, brought it to the breath of God lying on the ground, and asked: "Is this your teacher? Or is it you?"
"Teacher!" After looking at the mural, the man sighed.
"Where did he go?"
The man shook his head and said: "I don't know. I only know things related to the throne of God, and I have no other memories."
“Where is the other half of the mural?”
Lin Feng had a hunch that there might be follow-up content on the other half of the mural, or even content that could explain everything.
"have no idea!"
Xu Lingyun said speechlessly: "Then what do you know?"
"It's over, everything is over!"
Lin Feng sighed, it seemed that this blow was still too much for him.
Looking at the mural in his hand carefully, Lin Feng always wanted to explore this secret, as if there was a big hand invisibly holding him forward.
While looking at the mural, Lin Feng frowned suddenly and felt severe pain in his head.
"Little bastard... little bastard..."
There was a voice, so familiar, as if coming from the far end.