Chapter 297

After leaving the imperial capital, Lin Jiufeng began to travel around. His first stop was the territory of wanzu.

He has never been to many ethnic groups among the ten thousand ethnic groups. Now he has enough time to visit them one by one.

There are only a few so-called ten thousand families that are really worth Lin Jiufeng's visit, and the others are not worth it.

In today's era, the ten thousand families did not have the grand occasion of that year. At the peak, the ten thousand families really had tens of thousands of ethnic groups, all of which had fake immortals, and the more powerful ones had immortals. At that time, the first ethnic group was also there, and Taigu holy mountain gradually became stronger under the guidance of the dark gods.

That should be the peak of the age of ten thousand nationalities.

After all, Kunlun immortal was a little immortal at that time. Although they showed unlimited potential, they only had potential.

If you don't realize your potential, you are playing hooligans.

For example, when many people make mistakes and others explain, they say the most.

He is still a child!

He still has great potential!

That means the same.

You have great potential. What have you achieved and made great contributions to the peak figures of your time in history?

Can you match each other?

Can you have one tenth of each other's achievements?

If not, the potential you say is just potential.

At that time, the Kunlun immortal was like this. He was not prominent among the ten thousand families, and he was not too presumptuous. When the Taigu holy mountain rose, he tried to resist, but with the help of the dark gods, he failed without accident.

Immortal Kunlun wrote down this revenge.

Then, when all ethnic groups withered, he rose against the sky, entered the eye of the North Sea, killed the dark gods living in seclusion here, and then set up a clothes grave to suppress the eye of the North Sea for more than 10000 years.

He himself took the first group to fight together, and there was no news from then on.

Kunlun immortal is to turn his talent into strength. In the age of the peak of all ethnic groups, immortal with the same talent as him did not know how many, but without exception, they all disappeared halfway, some died, some fell, and some went the wrong way.

In the corner of history, there are many such stories. These stories may be a grain of dust in the past history, but they are their lives.

Lin Jiufeng walked through thousands of families. He went to the ends of the earth and the corners of the earth.

He signed in, he understood.

He measured the earth with his feet.

He watches the clouds and listens to the rain.

He walked through the world.

Every day, he goes to a place and starts a new understanding after signing in.

The check-in treasure is random, and he doesn't know whether he can help himself, so he understands it by himself.

He can sign in. He took a shortcut.

But he never slackened.

He is willing to be lonely, wash his heart in loneliness, and clean his impetuous heart.

Three months is neither long nor short.

In the past three months, he didn't pay attention to the world, and he didn't care so much about the improvement of cultivation.

He is repeatedly looking for his shortcomings.

Or it can be called weakness.

Find it and transform it.

This is what Lin Jiufeng is doing.

He successfully identified several weaknesses and then repaired them one by one.

Although it seems that he has not improved much, he has made him a person without weakness.

……

On this day, Lin Jiufeng raised her head and looked at the horizon.

His eyes were dull and empty.

In front of him, there is a big lake.

The sunset glow is like broken gold in the lake, reflecting gold in the sparkling water.

In the distance, in the field, the grain swayed and clattered like waves, the wind blew the wheat waves, and the harvest year came.

Nearby, chickens and dogs hear each other.

The mountain village in the sunset glow is full of peace, and it is like a paradise.

Lin Jiufeng has been here for three days. He hasn't been there for three days. He settled down in a small mountain village.

He was a burly man, with hair and beard growing wildly in three months, and his clothes were ragged, just like a tramp.

He is immersed in his own world all day and has little communication with the outside world.

He was supposed to leave here, but the village head saw that he was confused, like a mental problem, so he stayed here.

"How can I let you wander in such a prosperous age?"

"In such a good age, as long as you work harder, how can you starve to death?"

"Although you have mental problems, you are big. Stay and I'll take care of you."

"When I emerged from the divine Dynasty, no one is allowed to beg, provide for the old and rely on the young. This is an order issued by the German Emperor."

"If you have a disability, it's easy to do. I can send you to Xiaohe Town. There is a disabled shelter center there, which will give you food every day, and there are free doctors to treat you."

"But your health is good, so don't waste national resources. I'll take care of you."

The village head patted Lin Jiufeng's tall shoulder, and then went out to command people to harvest rice.

Lin Jiufeng sat on a small bench with her back against the wall, watching a group of old men playing with a group of young children in the distance, laughing, and dogs barking.

Life is full of breath.

Lin Jiufeng narrowed her eyes and looked into the distance. The divine consciousness slowly woke up.

These days, he has been immersed in his own world, so that the village head thought he had a mental problem and asked him to stay.

He should have kept moving forward instead of stopping.

But it was a big dream that he should stay in this village.

Listen carefully and look carefully.

This is human fireworks.

The most common, but also the most common, but it is what many experts in the world yearn for.

This village is called Tianzhi village. Villagers migrate from all directions and hide in the mountains and forests.

In the distance, Lin Jiufeng saw a green cow walking slowly. A shepherd boy was riding on it and playing the flute.

The flute jingled.

Like a spring flowing in the desert, it is long and cool.

It smoothed the imbalance in Lin Jiufeng's heart.

A few days ago, he was still an immortal in the eyes of the world.

At this moment, he was a madman.

A sloppy madman.

Stay in the small village and be confused.

Lin Jiufeng's fall is too big and she is a little unbalanced.

But now, in the sound of the shepherd boy's Flute, all this disappeared.

He remembered what he had to do.

Three months have passed.

Lin Jiufeng raised her head and looked at the sky.

At this moment, there was no confusion or emptiness in his eyes.

There is only infinite firmness.

Lin Jiufeng came to the lake, where several aunts were washing clothes, and several half boys were catching fish in the shallow water, full of laughter.

Lin Jiufeng used water as a mirror, looked at his appearance like a savage and smiled calmly.

He condensed the immortal spirit into a razor and cleaned himself up seriously.

He shaved off his beard.

He washed himself.

He tied up his hair.

He lost his sloppy clothes, and the eclosion fairy clothes were shining and pure white.

Lin Jiufeng returned to her original appearance, the graceful young man.

The weak scholar.

Other people looked at him strangely. Unexpectedly, Lin Jiufeng was so amazing after her transformation.

Yes, amazing.

This is how these people evaluate Lin Jiufeng.

They have never seen anyone like Lin Jiufeng.

In the eyes of the world, the immortal.

Lin Jiufeng just smiled at them and flew straight to the sky without hesitation.

Over there, the line opened a hole for him.

He's going to bury Xianyu.