Best little divine farmer

The gap between the practitioners and the mortals is a world of difference.

A strong cultivator is just a God in the hearts of ordinary people.

But that's exactly what happened.

The so-called beliefs in ancient times, Buddhism, Taoism, and so on, are the existence of practitioners.

And those who occasionally do that are not fictional, they are real.

Because, with the power of a mortal, it's hard to touch that level, but it doesn't mean there is no such thing.

It's like an ant. It can only see the two-dimensional plane world. It can only follow the road in front of its eyes all its life. All the roads it has gone through are just a plane.

I can't see the sky at all. I don't know that there are birds that can fly in the sky.

After these understandings, general Mengshan and general Tiexiong seemed to have an epiphany, and their eyebrows were transparent.

Then, in their bodies, there was a sound of Tongming.

This sound seems to fall from the nine heaven, running through the nine hell, passing through their bodies.

At this moment, both of them seem to see everything in the world. This feeling is like a spring breeze, incomparably comfortable.

It's like a newborn baby. In the secret room, five people are sitting at a table, talking about the operation.

On the table are the photos and materials of Tang Yifan.

"Since Mr. Xing ordered a small team of us to carry out the task, there must be some truth in it."

"I'm afraid this trip is not easy. According to the data, Tang Yifan's strength is above situ Ling, but situ Ling has the strength of the second peak. According to the calculation, this person's strength must not be below the second peak."

"Among the five of us, only the second brother and the eldest brother can fight against it."

When several people deliberated, the big brother spoke slowly.

"This time, the reward is rich. Don't take it lightly. The opponent is powerful. After finishing this task, we will be promoted to the bronze medal team. So we must succeed, not fail. "

That big brother's words, immediately several people's fighting spirit to burn up.

At this time, on an old mountain in Myanmar, the trees are dense.

Three people's body shape, fast shuttle between the ancient trees.

"You two are so slow. When can you look like a little practitioner?"

Running in front of the person, the two people behind the far away, can not help standing body waiting for two people.

"Master, no, your speed is too fast."

"That's to say, master, we are both new people. How can you train us cruelly? The training should be gradual."

Two middle-aged men, who were sweating and couldn't stand on their backs, moaned to the young man in front of them.

Obviously, these three people are Tang Yifan and tie Xiong Mengshan.

At this time, Tang Yifan is training their physical quality in Laoshan.

Just after the awakening of Dantian, their strength is still at the beginning stage of the cultivator. There is still a long way to go from the first stage of the real cultivator, which is the forging stage.

"If you want to be a master, you have to suffer from all kinds of hardships. What is this kind of bitterness? I was in Qingshe town in those years..."

"Cough. Master, you have said it three or four times in one afternoon... "

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