The Peerless Emperor

"..." Lin Qian's words were also choking Lei Gan, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Thinking about it carefully, what Lin Qian said was indeed correct. He was almost killed yesterday, but today he came to recognize him as the boss. Whoever listened to it would feel a little absurd.

However, sometimes the truth is so wonderful.

Yesterday's experience, the defeat was extremely miserable, and Lei Qian also woke up.

In fact, he is nothing remarkable. People with stronger talents than him are everywhere. It is so ridiculous to keep the original pride.

Moreover, Lin Qian's words also touched his nerves.

Indeed, setting up a score in the Vientiane Sect and bullying the disciples in the Sect can be regarded as an ability.

Only those who can bully the outsiders who defeat Tianzong are capable.

Lei Gan woke up and killed his parents who belonged to Sheng Tianzong. Moreover, the contradiction between Vientiane Sect and Shengtianzong has been around for a long time. Who knows if there will be conflicts between each other in the future, and they will fight together.

That being the case, what he has to do now is to improve his strength.

Lei Gan thought of Lin Qian!

Those who are near Zhu are red, those who are near ink are black, and following the tyrannical Lin Qian, I am afraid they can learn a lot as well.

Moreover, Lin Qian's clean victory over himself was enough to convince Lei Qian.

Looking at Lei Gan with a firm expression in front of him, Lin Qian understood.

People who have high self-esteem and are proud and contented, once defeated and frustrated, there will be two situations.

The first is to twist the mind and want to do everything possible to retaliate against the person who defeated him by any means, and to retrieve the self-esteem he thinks.

The second is to be convinced, and start humbly asking for advice to improve one's own abilities.

Obviously, Lei Gan is obviously the latter.

"Acknowledge me as the boss, follow me to practice, what should you do with those disciples who follow you?" Lin Qian turned and walked to the stone table, again filled with tea.

Seeing this, Lei Gan took two steps backwards calmly: "The president of the Ben Lei Club I formed is naturally given to the boss."

"That's how you called it?" Lin Qian was a little surprised when he heard Lei Gan's words, "but I have something to say to you. I don't bother to care about the Lei Club. It's okay to follow me in cultivation."

Speaking of this, Lin Qian's face suddenly appeared, staring at Lei Gan.

In an instant, in the entire yard, Lei Gan felt as if the mountains and rivers were suppressed, and the imperial coercion appeared on Lin Qian's body, making his expression change.

"If you let me know that your kid is playing tricks with me, I will definitely kill you and won't be soft." In Lin Qian's tone, the murderous intent made Lei Gan shudder.

Lin Qian didn't have the slightest cultivation base at the beginning. When staying on that prisoner island, in order to survive, his hands were stained with blood.

Moreover, the start is extremely ruthless.

If it is not cruel enough, how to deter those murderers who eat even people, so that life will be more peaceful.

Lei Gan took a deep breath and solemnly said to Lin Qian: "Now I understand that I just want to practice by your side and improve my strength. I don't want to gather a group of people for dominance as I did in the past. That's just superficial. Scenery."

After listening to Lei Gan's words, after Lin Qian was silent for a while, he poured another cup of tea, walked to the other side and handed it over: "If you practice with me, it will be very difficult. Can you keep up?"

"Yes!" Lei Gan took the teacup with a firm expression, and then drank the tea.

When he finished drinking, his face changed, because the tea was too bitter and astringent.

But Lei Qian didn't say a word, his throat moved, and he forcibly swallowed the tea.

In the evening of the same day, Lei Heng looked at his grandson Lei Gan in surprise: "Ghan'er, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Lei Gan in front of him was wounded and wet with sweat, as if he had been salvaged in the water. At the same time, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his breath was extremely weak.

"It's okay, just after practicing with Lin Qian, it became like this." Lei Gan waved his hand to his grandfather and smiled wryly, "I really didn't expect that Lin Qian's cultivation intensity would be so terrible."

Hearing what his grandson said, Lei Heng was stunned. The grandson in front of him had always worked hard, which made him very pleased.

As a result, after following Lin Qian's practice for a day, he even said that the other party's cultivation intensity was terrible, which surprised Lei Heng a little.

"Because Lin Qian didn't rest at all when he was cultivating." Lei Gan, assisted by his grandfather Lei Heng, walked toward the mansion where he lived, and said, "Starting from the morning, except for convenience and eating, he has been practicing. , Do not rest at all."

"Have no rest for a while?" Lei Heng was really shocked when he heard Grandson Lei Gan's words.

Human energy is limited. If you practice excessively, you will get confused and have problems.

Could it be that Lin Qian couldn't be beaten with iron and wouldn't he feel tired?

It's just that Lei Heng and Lei Qian would never have thought that Lin Qian was a human being for two lives, the two souls merged together, and the energy was naturally unlimited.

"Monster, it's really not wrong to lose to such a monster." Lei Gan, who returned to the room with the help of his grandfather, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

At this moment, the monster in Lei Gan's mouth had already had dinner with his master and returned to his house to continue practicing.

In the room, there is a wooden barrel, which is still crimson liquid medicine.

Nirvana bath!

The news that Zhuge Ming sent to him at that time was about nine rounds of Nirvana cultivation.

According to the normal situation of soul martial artist's cultivation, after the nine rounds of Nirvana, it has completely reached the limit.

At that time, the spirit power in the dantian was already abnormally strong, and there was no way to collapse on its own and stimulate the martial spirit.

If external force is used, the pubic area may be damaged.

Often at this time, the soul martial artist has reached the time to break through the Nirvana realm.

However, according to Zhuge Mingming's research, for ordinary soul martial artists, this is indeed the case.

But Lin Qian's situation is a bit special.

Because Lin Qian was a man of two lives, the strength of his soul was superior to others, and he was a unique twin martial soul.

Moreover, Lin Qian's physical strength is completely unexpectedly powerful, and it can be described as being against the sky.

According to Zhugeming's calculations, Lin Qian should be able to continue practicing Nirvana with the help of Nirvana.

Of course, if Lin Qian succeeded, it would not be called the practice of Nine Wheels of Nirvana.

After returning to the Huaxia Empire yesterday, Lin Qian and Zhuge Ming had a good discussion about fixing the policy.

Now, it's time for Lin Qian to try to break the limit.

Taking off his clothes, Lin Qian got up and entered the wooden barrel just like last time, and sat in it, letting the Nirvana bath over his body.

The hot and overbearing medicinal power, like magma, poured into Lin Qian's body again to help him accomplish this unprecedented feat.

In the Chinese Empire, the main hall that controls the output of Lin Qian's dantian aura outside the Tianhen, Zhuge Ming, led by 300,000 elite scribes from the Tiangong Ministry, is waiting.

This matter was very important to their emperor Lin Qian, and there was no room for loss. These scribes were all solemn.

Seeing thousands of tactical mirrors, the data began to fluctuate, Zhuge shouted loudly.

"For Your Majesty!"