Chapter 833 Three people

The fierce battle, accompanied by the last roar, was lying on this messy ruin, one gold and one black, and two giant bears, as big as mountains, lying on this vast land.

Three days ago, this vast land was actually surrounded by mountains, with endless rivers, peaks that penetrated the sky, and endless plains. But three days later, the river was cut off, the mountains were torn apart, and the peaks that penetrated the sky were uprooted.

The pseudo-saint level, the level that Ye Qingshan defined, their strength is so terrifying. If they were top-notch title-level strong men, they might achieve similar effects, but they are definitely not so exaggerated.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and both sides had all their trump cards, and they finally ended in a draw.

In this battle, Ye Qingshan gained a lot. The heat that rose due to the fighting spirit in his heart, accompanied by the last trace of physical strength, was finally extinguished.

The eighth-level Nine-Turning Golden Body Skill has made great progress. Although there is no breakthrough, after this battle, I just broke through not long ago, and the unstable realm has been compacted by Ye Qingshan.

The black bear was very stingy, and I haven't experienced this kind of refreshing battle for a long time.

He felt that the bottleneck that he had not broken through for a long time gradually showed signs of loosening, but unfortunately, the bottleneck was not so easy to break through, which was related to his experience, qualifications, and even background.

Not everyone can reach the holy level. To reach the holy level, it requires effort, perseverance, and talent, but also opportunity.

This is an extremely frustrating fact. The black bear's essence cannot reach even after exhausting its entire life, but for Ye Qingshan, it is just a natural result.

This is like a top student and a poor student. Even if a poor student studies for twenty-four hours a day, it is not as good as a top student reading for three hours casually. But even if a top student studies for twenty-four hours a day, he may not necessarily become a great scientist.

The so-called genius requires not hard work or inspiration, but hard work and inspiration. In addition, luck is also required.

Einstein used more than 1,200 times before he tested the material of the light bulb. Do you think this is perseverance?

You are wrong, this is luck.

Even if some people test 12,000 times, they may not be able to test materials suitable for light bulbs.

For example...ssr from a certain mobile game?

The same is true for the saint-level strongman. You need hard work, you need perseverance, and you also need luck.

So don’t think about getting up when you fall. A true genius is smarter than you, harder than you, or even more lucky than you.

How good is it to be a salted fish with peace of mind?

Two updates a day, healthy and relaxed.

...The dividing line of the salted fish author...

On the ruins, two giant beasts were lying here. Although the surrounding earth was uneven, judging by the defense of these two monsters, there was actually no difference between stone and cotton. Looking at the sky that became extremely blue due to the battle, Ye Qingshan asked with a pure look: "Are you still fighting?"

The black bear spirit, who was also lying on the ground, couldn't help but feel a hint of shock in his eyes after hearing Ye Qingshan's question: "Don't tell me, you still have the energy?"

After estimating the recovery speed of his body, a seriousness appeared in Ye Qingshan's eyes: "It didn't happen before, but now it's there."

He rolled his eyes speechlessly, and the black bear spirit said angrily: "You have enough, do you think you are as young as you, do you have strong firepower? I have both arms and legs, so I won't hit you."

With an indifferent shrugging, Ye Qingshan got up from the ruins. A happy battle made Ye Qingshan feel comfortable. Looking at the black bear spirit who was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead fish, Ye Qingshan threw it over as he grabbed a stone: "Let's forget it today, when will the next time?"

The stone hit the black bear spirit's stomach, but it was immediately bounced away by the fat on its stomach. Looking at the blue sky, the black bear spirit stretched: "The sky is so blue, it depends on the mood, it depends on the fate, it is so willful."

Time flies, and spring, summer, autumn and winter are again in the blink of an eye. The facts prove that the black bear spirit is really willful, which makes Ye Qingshan’s days boring. The two sides did not fight each other. Every time Ye Qingshan mentioned it, the black bear spirit always made various excuses, such as the ridiculous excuses that he was old and could not be beaten.

Later, seeing Ye Qingshan getting impatient, the Black Bear Demon said that he would find a stronger opponent for Ye Qingshan, which would definitely satisfy Ye Qingshan.

Looking at the black bear spirit's unfair expression, Ye Qingshan chose to believe it.

Of course, it is mainly because the black bear spirit promised that if the master he found for Ye Qingshan could not satisfy Ye Qingshan, the black bear spirit was willing to fight Ye Qingshan ten times.

A thousand birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand. For Ye Qingshan, who has nearly eternal life, time is a luxury but extremely cheap item.

With this reply from the Black Bear Spirit, Ye Qingshan expressed his reassurance because no matter how he looked at it, he would make money.

In short, the first spring, summer, autumn and winter after the battle were spent so boringly.

The old monk who monitored the Black Bear Spirit died. As the Black Bear Spirit expected, a golden immortal-level monk was dead or alive, and for those high-ranking masters, it was just an optional trivial matter.

Let me talk about it here. According to Buddhism, the celestial immortal corresponds to the arhats, and the golden immortal corresponds to the bodhisattva. In other words, Ye Qingshan slapped a bodhisattva to death?

The big guy from Buddhism sent another spy, but he probably didn't want to arouse the disgust of the black bear spirit, so this time he sent only a mortal, a true mortal, even the weakest monk could kill him with one punch. His name was Jin Chi. Although he was a mortal, his age was really not something that mortals could achieve.

However, it is precisely because of the arrival of Jinchi that Ye Qingshan’s bored days have added a touch of color.

Xiong Daxiong Er's whetstone was gone, and the culprit was Ye Qingshan. The black bear demon made Ye Qingshan take the blame, and Ye Qingshan couldn't get rid of the blame. After all, the one he had killed Ye Qingshan.

So in addition to basking in the sun and holding barbecue parties every day, Ye Qingshan has another game of polishing time, that is, adjusting (disassembling) and teaching (mixing) Bear Big Bear 2.

Ye Qingshan cannot control the rules, which is the exclusive ability of the Saint-level strongman, but Ye Qingshan can try to use his power to influence the rules.

For example, the anti-gravity soars into the sky, the chaotic gravity area without regularity, and the unused moves in one series were tested on Xiong Daxiong Er, which also made these two bear cubs understand what it means to be ecstasy.

In this way, time passed like flowing water. On the Heifeng Mountain, Xiong Day and Xiong Er were experiencing strange tests every day. At the Heifeng Mountain, Elder Jinchi, the new host of Guanyin Academy, was drying his treasured cassock with salted fish.

Ye Qingshan guessed that the reason why the other party lived so long was that the high-salt salted fish life played a decisive role. As time passed, a monk came to Guanyinyuan. He rode a white horse. The white horse was tall and powerful, and all white. He was obviously a horse, but it had a dragon shape!

The eyes flashed with the majesty of a real dragon, giving people the feeling that this is not a horse, but a real dragon.

Next to the monkey is a monkey. The monkey is not tall, it is just a normal size, and it is vicious, but its eyes are listless and it is full of decadence that is bored with everything in the world.

Carrying a long stick on his shoulder, it seems ordinary, but this long stick exudes a horrifying momentum. It is an unparalleled domineering aura that suppresses the eternal age and can cut off the long river of time.

The monkey's decadence and the sharpness of the stick formed a sharp contrast. It is hard to imagine why such a sharp weapon would be so honestly in the hands of such a decadent monkey.

But this is not the weirdest thing, the weirdest thing is the monk riding a white horse.

A white horse is not a horse, it is a real dragon, and the dragon's power is like the power of heaven. As a real dragon, you can't say that you are sitting on your back and riding him, even if you get close, you will have to bear unspeakable pressure.

People are born weak, and the reason why they are the spirit of all things is because there are infinite possibilities.

No matter how you look at it, a monk who is a mortal, can actually bear this dragon power. It is incredible no matter how you look at it.

You should know that it is the dragon power, and the dragon power of a real dragon. Even an ordinary immortal will tremble when he sees it, let alone ride on his back, and his face will not change.

This is a weird combination, full of discord and contrary to common sense, but all these unreasonable things come together, but there is a strange harmony.

In front of Guanyin Courtyard, the monk had a calm and calm smile on his face. The white horse evolved from the real dragon moved his steps dejectedly, and from time to time, staring at the monk riding on him with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

The monkey was listless and bored to play with his stick, but the next moment seemed to sense something, and an extremely sharp light suddenly flashed in the monkey's eyes.

In an instant, the white horse shivered, and a trace of fear flashed through his vicious eyes.

Turning his head and looking at the monk, the monkey waved his hand: "Bald donkey, I'll go out."

After saying that, the monkey turned around and left without caring about whether the monk agreed or not.

Only the handsome monk with a calm expression and a smile were left, and his trembling white horse.
Chapter completed!