Shen Ling's words were crazy.

However, he has crazy capital.

As a grandmaster, no one can say anything even if he kills the man who provoked him in the past.

Shen Ling is just a small lesson, it already belongs to the category of kindness.

but.

I don't know if it is related to the proficiency panel. When Shen Ling does not use any artistic conception, no one can judge his strength based on his own state.

It's like learning to breathe...

"Mortal Realm?"

Listening to Shen Ling's self-declaration of his family, the white-haired old man took a deep breath.

He looked at the tall man next to him and decided to take out this nasty anger for his own grandson.

In an instant, a huge artistic conception enveloped the surroundings, and the grandmaster's aura exploded instantly.

Shen Lingshou was among them.

"excuse me!"

With a bit of apology in his tone, in the excited expression of the tall man, the white-haired old man took a step forward.

But the strange thing is that he clearly carried a sword behind his back, but he just threw an unpretentious punch.

This punch hit Shen Ling's shoulder directly.

There was a muffled sound.

After successfully hitting Shen Ling, the white-haired old man immediately withdrew his hand, and even the artistic conception was completely withdrawn, and he did not intend to strike again.

"Hold on!"

Shen Ling looked at the gray-haired old man across from him, rubbed his shoulders, and smiled.

"Are you all right?"

Seeing Shen Ling's relaxed face, the white-haired old man's eyes were full of suspicion.

He did keep his hand, but as a grandmaster, the punch just now could at least make Shen Ling lie in bed for a month...

How do you feel unscathed?

"Ok."

Shen Ling nodded and smiled.

He has the iron body skill of the ninth layer, the iron cloth shirt of the seventh layer, and even the strength of the dragon and tiger.

The attack of the mere one-level master could not hurt him even with all his strength.

What's more, most of the strength is left.

Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, Shen Ling said slowly, "You are not bad, and your son is not bad either."

"It's just for this grandson, too spoiled."

"So, I decided to help you."

After speaking, Shen Ling moved his footsteps.

Before the white-haired old man could see Shen Ling's figure clearly, he heard a crisp sound behind him.

He turned his head and saw that Shen Ling was standing in front of his grandson.

Slapped his grandson!

Here, the tall man was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand why his grandfather took action and Shen Ling was still able to repair him.

He clearly came to vent his anger, not to be a punching bag for Shen Ling.

Why should he be beaten?

It shouldn't be!

"you……"

Looking at Shen Ling, the white-haired old man said a respectful speech.

He had just started the artistic conception to restrict Shen Ling's actions, but Shen Ling's slap still slapped his grandson's face.

The gray-haired old man knew that the abnormality he felt was not accidental.

Shen Ling's strength is definitely higher than him, and the lowest is also the master of the second realm.

"You seem very unwilling?"

Looking at the tall man in front of him, the corners of Shen Ling's mouth twitched slightly, and he asked with a smile.

"You sneak attack!"

The tall man said stubbornly.

Shen Ling beat him several times when he didn't react, which is why he always felt depressed and aggrieved.

Shen Ling smiled: "You said I made a sneak attack, that's not because you couldn't see my figure and couldn't find my whereabouts."

"Sneak attack or frontal. You can't dodge, can you?"

"Practice more."

After some words, Shen Ling said that the man could not refute.

After Shen Ling finished speaking, he glanced at the white-haired old man again.

After he smiled, he left briskly.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Experts watch the door, laymen watch the fun, the tall man as a third-rank martial artist is very puzzled, and his grandfather finally stopped doing it.

"The future is terrifying."

The white-haired old man looked at Shen Ling's back and sighed.

"What a terrible future! It's not that you left your hand."

The tall man was still unconvinced.

The white-haired old man said softly, "You must know that he really wants to do it. Killing you and grandpa is an instant thing."

As soon as these words came out, the tall man was stunned.

He looked at his grandfather with suspicion and shock in his eyes...

Who is his grandfather?

The elder of Yuanzong, the real master and the strong, the existence that everyone admires.

But now, for Shen Ling, his grandfather's words were nothing but admiration.

The white-haired old man looked at Shen Ling's disappearing back, shook his head and said, "Come on, come home with me, and explain the ins and outs of the matter clearly."

"Oh!"

The tall man nodded.

Hearing his grandfather say that Shen Ling's strength is so terrifying, and recalling his previous actions, the tall man suddenly felt a chill rushing into his mind.

After a long time, he is provoking a young master?

Competing with a Grandmaster?

At this time, the tall man who wanted to understand couldn't wait to slap himself.

What big tail wolf did you pretend to be before?

Touching the swollen face on the left, the tall man lowered his head.

Provoking a grandmaster is well deserved to be beaten...

Really should!

The white-haired old man took the tall man back to the other side of the small village. After figuring out all the ins and outs of the matter, he couldn't help but sigh.

It's not a big thing, but it's not a small thing.

If you encounter a careful master, it is still very easy to get into trouble.

Fortunately, Shen Lingda ~lightnovelpub.net~ did not pursue it.

the next day.

"What's the meaning?"

Looking at the thing in front of him, Shen Ling asked in confusion.

The tall man covered his swollen face and said, "This is an apology for you, so just accept it."

Shen Ling looked at the white-haired old man: "I can take the things, is there anything else?"

The white-haired old man cupped his hands: "Our Sect Master would like to invite you up the mountain to see you."

"No time to."

Shen Ling shook his head and declined the invitation.

He can cultivate 20,000 proficiency a day now, how can he have time to talk to the suzerain of Yuanzong.

After that, Shen Ling invited the tall man and the gray-haired old man out of the courtyard.

Fix these things.

Isn't this delaying his martial arts practice?

Fuck off.

"This……"

Watching Shen Ling return to the yard and start practicing martial arts, the white-haired old man and the tall man looked at each other.

Today, on the one hand, they came to apologize to Shen Ling, and on the other hand, they were preaching on behalf of the Sect Master Yuan, asking Shen Ling to go up the mountain to see him.

However, Shen Ling didn't want to see him.

This is difficult to do.

The gray-haired old man ate behind closed doors, but did not dare to test Shen Ling's temper.

He had no choice but to follow the road of the small village to Yuanzong and report the matter to the Yuanzong Sect Master.

here.

Shen Ling still concentrates on practicing the mountain-blading knife technique. When he is hungry, he eats some fruit and dry food, and when he is thirsty, he drinks some water.

He quickly entered the state, and once again immersed himself in the practice of sleeping only six hours a day.

To reach the twelfth level of the mountain knife technique.

In order to become a master of the four realms.

Roll up your sleeves!

come on!

Do!

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