Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

“What space do we want?”

Luo Shenyan tried her best to stay calm. She glanced at Ye Yourong lightly and said, "Just sit here!"

"Feng Lin? Are you sure?"

Ye Yourong looked at Feng Lin, and then her hands turned into vines, "Actually, I can also turn into a tree. Just pretend that I don't exist."

"Stop talking nonsense! Sit down and be patient."

Feng Lin rolled his eyes, and then turned his attention to Luo Shenyan.

He first pulled out the black thumbtack that stopped the bleeding, then took out the treasures of heaven and earth and began to refine the essence.

"My body is almost healed thanks to the repair of the vein arm."

Luo Shenyan said while leaning against the wall.

"Yes, but my treatment can help you repair faster."

Feng Lin did not stop his movements, "Why are you here fighting alone? Do you know that Zhu Yan's clan has the realm of breaking walls?"

"I know, but I like to challenge the strong."

Luo Shenyan said calmly.

"It is better to keep a low profile. After all, it is the ninth level of perfection. No matter how hard you fight, your strength will not sublimate."

Feng Lin took off the military uniform Luo Shenyan was wearing.

Luo Shenyan grabbed Feng Lin's wrist with her backhand, then looked at Ye Yourong aside, "Help me."

"I don't want to help. I don't like touching women. I'm allergic."

Ye Yourong assisted Feng Lin.

"Stop talking nonsense to me!"

Luo Shenyan said coldly, "Don't think that I don't know what you want to do."

"Yourong, come on."

Feng Lin waved to Ye Yourong, shrugged and said, "I don't have that intention in this situation. Luo Shenyan, you don't trust me too much."

Luo Shenyan said calmly: "I don't distrust you, but I trust you very much, so I won't let you help me."

"I'll wipe it! Smelly bitch."

Feng Lin cursed secretly, and finally gave Ye Yourong the initiative to apply the medicine.

Ye Yourong's hands were covered with medicinal essence and he began to apply it on Luo Shenyan's wounds.

She took a breath and said in surprise: "Feng Lin! This feels really good."

"To shut up!"

Feng Lin and Luo Shenyan shouted at the same time.

"Tsk tsk! No wonder Feng Lin likes this thing. After a few back and forth, I fell in love with it."

Ye Yourong ignored the two of them and muttered to himself.

Feng Lin felt that this scene was a bit blood-curdling, and felt that he could not continue like this, so he immediately changed the subject, "What is the Tiandao-level skill he mentioned just now?"

Originally, Luo Shenyan felt that her whole body was trembling and numb as Ye Yourong played Tai Chi and pushed her hands like this, making her whole body uncomfortable.

However, after listening to Feng Lin's words, she also realized that she was even more curious about the technique Feng Lin had just performed.

"The Heavenly Dao level, in layman's terms, means that once you have touched the so-called rules, you can establish your own rules in a small area where you are."

Luo Shenyan explained, "Usually it is the realm of a saint, the ability to comprehend the world and create."

"The Realm of Saints."

Feng Lin thought of the several masters he met at the ancestral hall in Fengjia Village.

What is less well known is that Wang Yangming attained enlightenment in Longchang and entered the realm of a saint.

Could it be that this saint is the saint in the realm, that is, the invisible one with broken walls all over his body?
"My yin and yang retrospection is a skill of that level. Rumor has it that this skill is top-notch in the Xiwangmu clan in Shenxiang."

Luo Shenyan looked at Feng Lin and said, "And this technique was created by the Queen Mother of the West."

"Yin and yang retrospection is indeed the top skill in Shenxiang. I have heard of it." Ye Yourong said with a smile, "It's just that this skill has very strict requirements on people, and few people can learn it."

"Establishing your own rules in an area... sounds very overbearing."

Feng Lin thought of his divine counterattack and wondered if this move was of this level.

Make the area you are in completely empty.

This move is much more advanced than the whole-body sublimation in the sublimation realm.

"Yan'er, what kind of ability is this move of yours?"

Feng Lin asked.

"After using it, you can return the area you are in to the previous few seconds."

Luo Shenyan explained, "It is said by the ancestor of the Yin Yang Crusaders that it is currently the most powerful technique in our hands."

"Go back a few seconds... This is the law of time."

Feng Lin was shocked when he heard this. He felt that this move was not weaker than his own divine counterattack.

It's just that the two are not the same type of exercises.

"What about you? What was that move you just made? Why was it able to damage the broken wall? It was obvious that Ang Tiangao had sublimated and avoided it."

Luo Shenyan asked the question in her heart.

"If we go by the Heavenly Dao level you mentioned, then my Heaven and Qizhou should also fall into that range."

Feng Lin explained with a smile, "This move of mine can directly attack the opponent's sublimated energy, thereby causing damage to them."

"What? Is there such a technique?"

Luo Shenyan couldn't help but widen her eyes, no wonder Nu Tiangao would be injured, "In this case, sublimation and wall breaking will be like nothing in front of you in the future."

"Although the technique is powerful, the difference in realm is too big, so there is still no way. Just like the angry Tiangao we fought against today, he knows that my move can attack and sublimate. If he fights with me in the future, he will not sublimate in front of me."

Feng Lin sighed softly.

"Don't take advantage of me and act like a good boy. What level are you at now? The other party is broken... Okay, stop touching him!"

As Luo Shenyan was talking, she suddenly glared at Ye Yourong, "You don't have one? Go play with your own."

"Ah, sorry! It's too slippery, I can't help it."

Ye Yourong chuckled, and then she took back her hand, "My own ones are not so swollen."

Luo Shenyan immediately turned around, faced the wall, and arranged the military uniform she was wearing.

Then, she asked Feng Lin: "Who taught you this skill of yours?"

"Senior Wang Yangming taught me this."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Wang Yangming? It turns out to be him." Luo Shenyan was secretly shocked.

"Have you heard of it?" Feng Lin asked.

"of course."

Luo Shenyan arranged her military uniform and put her military hat on her head, "Tell me, how should you respond to this crisis?"

"I don't know. My current abilities are very limited. I have to reach at least the ninth level. At that time, what I say will have weight."

Feng Lin stretched hard and then asked, "Yan'er, I want to ask you something. You don't need to answer now."

"Say."

Luo Shenyan responded calmly.

"You said...if, because of something in the future, you have to make a choice, between the Yin Yang Crusaders and me, who will you choose?"

Feng Lin didn't wait for Luo Shenyan to speak, and then said, "I don't want you to answer now, but you need to think about it in advance, otherwise I'm afraid it will be too difficult for you when the time comes."

Luo Shenyan looked at Feng Lin with her purple eyes, then grabbed the brim of her hat and lowered it to cover her eyes.

In fact, she had been thinking about this a long time ago. (End of chapter)