(Take your First Miss. She will explode tomorrow.)
There were close to a hundred forces in the City of Suppressing World. Each of them had their own territory and resources.
The Lin Family was one of the most powerful forces among the close to a hundred forces. The territory and resources that the Lin Family's branch occupied were also relatively large.
The Lin Family's branch in the City of Suppressing World was called the Flying Snow Pavilion.
"The current Pavilion Master is my sister." Lin Weihan smiled contentedly. She was so happy that she even skipped as she walked. Her happiness seemed to be able to infect the people around her. It made the solemn darkness of the City of Suppressing World a little brighter.
The City of Suppressing World was huge. It took a lot of time for the group to walk from the entrance to the Flying Snow Pavilion.
Of course, it was also because there was no emergency. Plus, it was the first time for many of the group to come to the City of Suppressing World. Therefore, they walked to get used to the unique environment of the City of Suppressing World.
If there was an emergency, the small flying boat would contact the Flying Snow Pavilion as soon as they got off, and the Flying Snow Pavilion would send a flying car to pick them up.
The suppressive force of the City of Suppressing World was very strong. Chen Zong got used to it bit by bit. By the time he arrived at the Flying Snow Pavilion, he was almost used to it. He was much faster than the others who came to the City of Suppressing World for the first time.
The Flying Snow Pavilion was also black in color, but its architecture was very unique. It looked like a huge snowflake that was floating in the air, but in fact, it was in contact with the ground. It was a very sophisticated architectural technique that gave people a sense of dislocation, and it was emitting a heavy and cold aura.
When the group arrived at the Flying Snow Pavilion, they immediately showed their identification to prevent others from sneaking in.
As for Chen Zong, he belonged to the category of others. However, with the Second Miss Lin Weihan and the middle-aged man in gray robes, there was no problem.
…
The Flying Snow Pavilion was ten miles long and six to seven miles wide. Its height was more than a thousand meters. Its shape was like a snowflake that had been magnified countless times. It was like a fortress.
Chen Zong had never seen such a huge building before. There was no building of such scale in the Tianyuan Sacred Region.
It was so shocking.
Inside the Flying Snow Pavilion, there was a tall and slender figure standing on top of a man-made snow mountain that was several hundred meters tall and several thousand meters wide. She wore a tight-fitting white sword robe, which perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. She stood tall and firm even when the wind and snow blew.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The wind became more than ten times more violent in an instant, sweeping up the endless snowflakes in the world and turning them into a violent wave of snowflakes. It was as if it wanted to engulf the almost perfect and vigorous body.
The wave of snowflakes was astonishing, as if it carried the might of the heavens and the earth. It was abnormally terrifying. Under such might, that vigorous body would not be able to resist at all and would be destroyed in an instant.
In an instant, the instant danger descended, a wisp of snow white sword light suddenly erupted and flickered through the heavens and the earth.
Rumble!
Accompanied by the dazzling snow-white sword light, there were bursts of violent and astonishing sounds. Not only did they burst forth with astonishing momentum, but they also burst forth with astonishing power. The entire snowy mountain seemed to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse.
Sword out, mega avalanche!
The power was astonishing, and the scene was magnificent. In just an instant, where the sword light passed, the snowflakes that were blown by the strong wind paused for a moment, and then, they were scattered.
The sword light rushed forward, as if it wanted to cut through this small part of the world, and drew out a vacuum passage. It was incomparably shocking.
"When can I be as powerful as sister?" Lin Weihan stood at the edge of the snowy mountain and stared, exclaiming, as if she was yearning for it.
"As long as you are willing to cultivate, you will be able to achieve it." The middle-aged man in the grey robe smiled.
"Forget it." Thinking about how hard it would be to cultivate, Lin Weihan's little face drooped, but then she smiled: "Having sister is enough."
The middle-aged man in the grey robe could not help but smile bitterly and shake his head.
This Second Miss, she was talented, but she could not bear the pain of cultivation.
For any cultivator, no matter how talented they were, if they wanted to achieve a certain level of success, they could not do it without hard work.
Even if your cultivation speed was as fast as lightning, from a low cultivation level to a high cultivation level in a short period of time, cultivation was cultivation, and battle strength was battle strength.
Without enough battle experience, it was difficult to transform cultivation into battle strength.
Since ancient times, there had been many examples of people who had cultivation talent, but did not transform it into battle strength. In the end, they were defeated and killed by people of a lower cultivation level, and built up the reputation of others.
Although they hoped that the Second Miss could be like the First Miss, and cultivate hard, but the family did not force it.
After all, the Lin family was a great power, sitting on the stars, with countless masters and geniuses. To a certain extent, there was not much difference between having one more Second Miss and one less Second Miss.
Moreover, there was the stunning First Miss.
Let the Second Miss enjoy her own happiness.
"Uncle Rong, Weihan, you are here." The tall and strong woman who had broken the snowstorm on the snowy mountain with a sword jumped down and appeared in front of the two. Her almost perfect face was calm, and her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, faintly glowing.
"Elder Sister." Lin Weihan rushed over and hugged the tall woman.
The middle-aged man in the grey robe nodded slightly.
"Sister, let me tell you, this time we …" Lin Weihan could not hold back her words, and could not wait to tell her what had happened on the Heavy Vanguard.
Of course, it was related to Chen Zong.
Lin Weiyin's eyes flashed, and then she looked at the middle-aged man in the grey robe.
"First Miss, according to my secret observation, this person is most likely from a remote star, and it is his first time leaving the star to enter the void." The middle-aged man in the grey robe immediately understood the meaning in Lin Weiyin's eyes, and said unhurriedly, "As for what he said about being separated from the Sect due to encountering a giant void beast, it is seventy percent true. According to my overall judgment, he has no ill intentions towards us, and is not a threat."
Lin Weiyin nodded slightly.
Uncle Rong was a Mighty Prowess master in the family, and a reserved, low-key, but meticulous person with sharp eyes. If he said so, it meant so.
Since the Lin family did not have any ill intentions or threat towards the Flying Snow Pavilion, it did not matter how reliable his statement was.
"Is his swordsmanship very good?" Lin Weiyin asked again, and the light in her eyes seemed to be brighter.
"Sister, his swordsmanship is very good, and I am no match for him at all," Lin Weihan answered immediately.
Lin Weiyin smiled, and that smile disappeared in a flash, like snow melting in an instant. It was extremely stunning, but it was a pity that no one else saw it.
"His swordsmanship is indeed very good, and Lin Zhengming is no match for him at all." The middle-aged man in the grey robe also smiled, and said unhurriedly, "In my opinion, in terms of swordsmanship, he can definitely defeat Lin Zhengming with a single stroke, and among the younger generation of the Lin family, he is definitely one of the best."
As for his cultivation, because Chen Zong did not fully reveal it, it could only be confirmed that he was at the Demigod Pinnacle level, but the difference in strength between the same Demigod Pinnacle level was very obvious.
Lin Weiyin's eyes seemed to become brighter.
Lin Zhengming was considered a little famous in the Lin family, and his swordsmanship attainments were not bad.
To be able to defeat Lin Zhengming with a single stroke, this meant that his swordsmanship attainments were indeed very good.
"Bring him to me," Lin Weiyin was very direct.
"Okay." Uncle Rong nodded, and could not help but think that Miss was still the same after not seeing her for a while. She was rational, calm, and never sloppy in her actions.
Soon, Chen Zong came in front of Lin Weiyin.
Both of them sized each other up.
Lin Weiyin's eyes were very beautiful, but also cold, like ice floating in a deep pool, as if it could freeze everything. For a moment, Chen Zong actually felt a chill in his heart.
Whether it was in terms of appearance or figure, Lin Weiyin was one of the best among all the women he had ever seen. Her temperament was cold and unique, like a flawless snow lotus on the peak of a snowy mountain that was about to blossom in the wind.
Lin Weiyin was also sizing up Chen Zong.
At first glance, she felt that he was very ordinary, but at second glance, she could not help but take a closer look, and the more she looked, the more incredulous she felt.
That pair of calm eyes, as deep as the void, seemed to be able to absorb and accommodate everything.
His handsome face had a scholarly air, but also seemed to contain a trace of the sharpness of a swordsman. Vaguely, there was calmness, calmness, coldness, and fierceness coexisting.
All kinds of different temperaments seemed to appear on the same person at the same time. When mixed together, not only did they not conflict with each other, but they also further enhanced his personal charm, and there was a kind of impact that came directly from the heart and soul.
Looking at him, Lin Weiyin found that she seemed to be attracted to him, and had a desire to explore.
"Sister, why do you keep staring at Chen Zong?" Lin Weihan opened her eyes wide, with a look of shock.
"Miss has lost her composure." Uncle Rong was also secretly surprised. It was very rare to see Miss staring at someone so attentively, especially a young man.
Immediately, Lin Weiyin also realized that she seemed to have lost her composure. She quickly reacted, but a blush flashed across her cheeks in an instant, and disappeared in a flash.
Lin Weihan did not see it, but Uncle Rong, as an expert in the Imminent God Realm, was more sensitive. He noticed it, and suddenly showed a look of surprise.
Was he seeing things?
Was he really seeing things?
Could it be that he was getting old, and his eyesight was starting to get blurry?
How could Miss show the shyness of a little girl, even if it was only for a moment?
Since she was young, Miss had always been cold. Although she had many suitors, they had never moved her in the slightest. How could she blush like this?
Illusion!
It must be his own illusion.
What they did not know was that Chen Zong's temperament was very restrained, as if it was hidden in the bottom of his heart, like a divine weapon concealing itself, as if it had returned to its original state.
Without some special ability, it was impossible to detect.
In other words, when most people saw Chen Zong, who did not make a move, they would think that he was as mediocre as they were. Only a few really outstanding people, or people with special abilities, could feel that Chen Zong was not ordinary.
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