At the beginning of a new day, Jin Biao had to repeat yesterday's activity pattern, and he enjoyed it very much. Jin Biao had suffered a lot. He was originally a casual cultivator, and he only came into contact with spiritual practice in his thirties.
The casual cultivators of the tenth level of the pulse were accepted as disciples and followed him to wander the world.
However, his master obviously could not provide him with sufficient resources. A few years later, his master died in a fight among loose cultivators, and Jin Biao's life became even more miserable.
Fortunately, he was practicing body training, so he relied less on resources such as Xuan Jing, which could be supplemented by food, so he often hunted monsters alone in the deep mountains and old forests.
After gaining some fame, he was favored by the Assassin God, and he willingly joined the Assassin God. However, at that time, the life of the Assassin God was already not easy, and he was strangled by several big countries in Southern Continent, so life was still the same.
Hard work.
After being homeless for half his life, Jin Biao suffered countless hardships. It was not until he came to Tiansheng Sect that he lived a comfortable life for a few years.
His disciples were all extremely polite to him. Although they all wanted to learn his skills, their respect was genuine.
If nothing else, Jin Biao wanted to continue like this until his death, but unfortunately, the person who stabbed the god could no longer survive, and he wanted to conquer a piece of territory.
Hello, boss
Met the leader
Head Wan'an
Before Jin Biao went out, he heard it, right?
Yes, speaking of this, Lao Jin admires Mr. Lin’s broad-mindedness. Lao Jin has traveled to more than a dozen countries and is convinced. Now his eyes are full of white and shiny black crystals, which can cover the entire Parkson Building.