Fantasy: Start To Break The Limit Of Cultivation

Chapter 78: No One Dares To Touch Me, Haotian Peak! (410 For Customization)

"Qing'er, let me ask you, how old are you this year?"

After the pill refining ended, the excitement and joy in Ling Tian also gradually faded away.

Ling Tian is a person who never misses being intoxicated by the achievements in front of him.

For him, there are still many things to create miracles by himself.

"Holy Son, Qing'er is twenty-six years old this year."

After getting along with pill refining, Lin Qing'er already knew that Ling Tian didn't usually put on airs.

Moreover, Shengzi really treats herself very well, which she did not experience in Life in the Outer Sect area.

Although Lin Qing'er was still a little nervous standing in front of Ling Tian, she no longer twitched when she spoke or acted.

"Twenty-six?"

Ling Tian's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this.

This age is almost ten years older than myself.

But Ling Tian knew that in the fantasy world, there was a twenty-six-year-old woman.

At least for more than ten years, I have been practicing "September 47" alone.

There is still at least half of the remaining sixteen years to learn about cultivation or other things.

That is to say, for a twenty-six-year-old woman like Qing'er, whose actual age in her heart was on the earth in her previous life, I am afraid that she can be regarded as a girl of about fifteen years old at most.

Because Wu Xiu's longevity is far beyond ordinary people, Ling Qing'er's cute appearance is completely like a 15 or 16 years old little girl.

This is fairly mature.

The young ladies of many big families and big powers have a little cultivation talent and have been trained since childhood.

By the time I really get along with people in this world, I am afraid that I will be hundreds of years old.

But the actual age in my heart may not be as good as Qing'er.

This kind of thing is not all, but it is indeed a common phenomenon.

This is also one of the reasons why people are always shocked by Ling Tian's mature mind.

Of course, Ling Tian's character is indeed too strong and mature.

"Have you taken the heavenly elixir I asked you to choose?"

Ling Tian opened his mouth slightly, he didn't pay attention to Lin Qing'er's Cultivation Base at all before.

Thinking about it now, it was a bit careless.

Of course, as the Holy Son, he doesn't need to understand these things.

"Ah I…………"

Qing'er's pretty face immediately became tense when she heard the words, and her little hands clenched tightly unconsciously.

"What's going on, tell me slowly."

Seeing this, Ling Tian felt a surge of anger in his heart.

The excellent "destiny induction" told himself that Lin Qing'er should have been wronged, and the reason lies in the elixir of that day.

"It's okay...Qing'er has already taken it, hehe..."

"Thanks to... Thanks to the Holy Son's elixir... Qing'er was able to advance to the late stage of the Spiritual Realm."

As she spoke, Lin Qinger tried her best to keep smiling.

She who has never told a lie, in front of the human spirit Ling Tian, she really looks a little funny and cute.

This also made the fierce Ling Tian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

A sense of pity rose in my heart.

"Tell me, you belong to my Haotian Peak, and you belong to my Holy Son Ling Tian."

"There are people who bully me now, where do you think the face of my son will be placed?"

"If you have my holy son in your heart, do you want me to be ashamed because of you?"

The last sentence does sound a bit shocking.

But Qing'er's character must go through a truly successful baptism.

Otherwise, her innocence and cuteness can only be bullied forever, but she doesn't know how to resist.

This is not what Ling Tian wants to see.

"Son……………"

"Qing'er doesn't want to...do not want to lose the face of the Holy Son!"

Lin Qing'er originally wanted to keep concealing it, but after hearing that own behavior was a holy son's Losing face.

I don't know where she got the courage suddenly, and she is not going to continue to hide it.

"It's because the Elder who brought Qing'er back has a daughter himself."

"This year is almost 100 years old, not only the core disciple of the True Martial Realm middle stage, but also the middle-grade pill refining teacher of the pill refining pavilion.

"She snatched many of Qing'er's things."

As she said that, Lin Qing'er's eyes couldn't help but a little mist appeared, coupled with her already cute and youthful appearance, she looked even more pitiful.

Hearing this, Ling Tian stretched his brows instead.

It turned out to be such a small matter.

But looking at Lin Qing'er's appearance, it is obvious that she has been bullied a lot, and there must be some shadows in her heart.

As far as Talent is concerned, the hundred-year-old True Martial Realm middle stage Cultivation Base is not bad.

But as a child in charge of the Outer Sect, there are many resources for cultivation.

In comparison, Lin Qing'er, who was able to enter the late stage of the Kailing Realm at the age of 26 without any cultivation resources, is obviously much stronger as a Talent.

"Qing'er, let me ask you, do you hate them?"

Facing Ling Tian's question, Lin Qing'er shook her head, and the twin ponytails behind her trembled accordingly, extremely cute.

"Qing'er doesn't blame them, if Uncle Lin didn't bring me back, Qing'er doesn't know if he can survive..."

Seeing Nai Zhen's eyes without hatred, Ling Tian's heart was slightly touched.

The so-called clay figurines also have a third of anger in desperate situations.

The reason why Lin Qing'er didn't resist, besides being temporarily unbeatable, was also because of her innocent and grateful heart.

"However, I don't want to give the Holy Son your Losing face."

"So Qing'er will definitely practice hard and defeat her in the future!"

Lin Qing'er clenched her fists tightly and spoke firmly.

She can not care about others bullying herself, but she can't lose Ling Tian's face.

The pure and naive Qing'er, the first thing that comes to mind is not own grievances, but the holy son who has just been acquainted with him for a few days.

Seeing the woman with firm eyes in front of him, Ling Tian felt warm in his heart.

In this case, it seems that there is no need to do it yourself.

"Holy Son, I have brought what you asked for."

A crisp voice sounded from outside the hall.

Then a graceful woman in a pale pink dress walked in.

"Excuse me, take a seat."

Ling Tian nodded slightly, took the own storage ring from the other party, and then handed it to Qing'er in front of him.

"Qing'er, if you want to defeat the opponent, a little determination is not enough."

"There is a Cultivation Technique that is suitable for you temporarily, as well as a good cultivation aid Medicine Pill."

"Five years, step into the True Martial Realm and defeat her."

"Can it be done?"

Ling Tian's voice was gentle at first, then gradually became sharper, and the last sentence even used his mental pressure.