Chapter 1071

"Hey, did you get promoted?"

"Is this King Wu's seventh level?"

In the central city, on the edge of the pond of a nursing home, the old monk who was watching the real-time projection on the water curtain was a little interested.

"No cultivation, no swallowing of genius earth treasure, no so-called life and death experience, just killed a few half step demon emperors, and even promoted so directly. It seems very interesting!"

With that, the old monk turned to look at the fat old man around him and joked, "boss Li, do you feel familiar with this situation? Aren't you going to say something to the poor monk?"

Old man Li looked at the old monk angrily: "what do you say? I've seen this boy for the first time. I can tell you for sure that he has no blood relationship with me."

As like as two peas do not believe in the old monk, "how do you explain why he is so pleasant to see? And he still has a special constitution similar to what you may even be like."

"What special constitution? I've said it 800 times. It's a gifted magic power, which has been branded in the blood since birth!"

Old man Li retorted softly: "as for why this Yang Fan also has this talent that can absorb the residual energy in the monster for his own use, I'm not his father. How can I know?!"

"However, the population base of the Terran is so large, and there are countless martial artists who awaken their divine powers. Is it strange if one or two of them are the same?"

"Then why are you in a hurry?" the old monk and God said, "did you say he was your illegitimate son or grandson?"

Old man Li snorted coldly and didn't answer the old monk. He was bald and gossip.

However, old man Li was very surprised that Yang Fan could awaken this northern nether magic power.

Because over the past hundred years, except for one of his grandchildren who succeeded in inheriting and awakening his natural magic power, he has never seen a second person with such magic power.

Oh, the name of Beiming supernatural power is the name given by old man Li to this gifted supernatural power.

The inspiration comes from a special skill in a classical martial arts novel before the disaster. It can forcibly absorb other people's internal power for its own use, which is very similar to their natural magic.

I have to say, this Yang Fan is really surprising.

If old man Li hadn't really sensed anything about their old Li family's blood on Yang Fan before, he would probably be like an old monk and think that Yang Fan is the illegitimate son left behind by his disheartening son.

"The poor monk was still strange before. The child was able to hold down the generation at a young age and become the leader of the younger generation."

The old monk sighed: "now it seems that it's not surprising that he can have this talent and magic power that can become stronger by killing monsters. He can achieve his current achievements and reputation."

Old man Li nodded gently.

He, who also has this northern underworld magic power, knows more about the convenience and terror of this gifted magic power.

There is no need to cultivate and swallow natural materials and earth treasures. As long as you keep hunting monsters, you can quickly become stronger.

In those years, he was able to advance all the way from the lower level and push his strength and status to the current state, which is inseparable from the talent and magic he successfully awakened when he broke through the martial arts state.

This cheating upgrade speed is enough for him to overwhelm all the talents of the same generation or even the next generation.

Now, from Yang Fan's body, he also saw the shadow of his strange upgrade in those years.

However, Yang Fan seems to be even more aggressive than him. He not only has a more powerful gravity field and can hunt monsters on a large scale, but also began to attack the half step demon emperor in the king's territory, which is much more powerful than Li.

That's the half step demon emperor. He Li had a chance to kill a half step demon emperor occasionally when his cultivation reached the peak of emperor level.

It's like Yang Fan, who is only a level 6 king of martial arts. He began to brush his experience with half a step demon emperor, which made him feel a little sad when he looked around.

It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Even his own grandson, even if countless monsters have fed him knives since he was a child, he is not as exaggerated as Yang Fan.

If the child had not died halfway, his future achievements would not be inferior to him.

"It's just a waste. The energy in the half step demon emperor's body is still too huge for him who is only the king's realm now. He may not be able to fully absorb it."

Old man Li has a hot eye.

So many half step demon emperors are most suitable to be absorbed by his grandson. With his grandson's current cultivation strength, they can perfectly absorb all the psionics and soul power that spilled out from these half step demon emperors before they died.

"It's a bit of waste." the monk smacked his mouth and said, "but people get benefits based on their ability. Even waste doesn't matter."

"If you have the ability, kill yourself, or let your precious grandson catch it yourself!"

The monk was a little gloating.

Half step demon emperor is not so easy to catch alive. Even in old man Li's current identity, the Federation can't provide him with half step demon emperor without limit and let him kill and play.

At most, the half step demon emperor or demon emperor without much residual value will be sent to the old man from time to time.

However, the old man loves his grandson. Every time he has such benefits, he will call his grandson to brush his original experience.

So now, Sun Tzu's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, but this grandfather is getting weaker and weaker, and is becoming more and more useless.

Old man Li glared at the old monk: "you don't know how my Taoist wound is. No matter how much you suck, it won't help. Instead, it's better to complete my grandson."

"Yes, your grandson is also the talent of Tianzong. Maybe he will become an emperor in the future."

The old monk didn't argue with him, but he disdained to say, "it's a pity that he doesn't have the courage. He always wants to rely on Zuyin for everything. He never wants to go out and seek these benefits."

"On this point alone, he is different from the Yang Fan boy in front of him."

"Believe it or not, although Yang Fan is now the seventh level king of martial arts, and your precious grandson is already the Ninth level emperor, and will soon break the territory and become a half step emperor. However, it is still unknown who will take the lead in becoming the emperor in the future."

The old monk was not polite at all. By implication, he was more optimistic about Yang Fan.

Old man Li didn't think so and shook his head lightly. He knew that the old monk was angry that he didn't swallow the energy of those half step demon emperors to repair himself, so he was angry with his baby grandson.

In the final analysis, the old monk was just worried about his body. He was afraid that he would not last too long.

"You're a little biased. Yongyan's child is not a flower in the greenhouse. Over the years, I specially asked him to see Xueming and temper his courage with emperor level or even half emperor level demons. How could he be lack of courage?"

Old man Li spoke out to protect his grandson and said, "Yongyan never flinched back in every moat war, and his achievements are remarkable. There are not a few imperial demons who died in his hands. You can't deliberately belittle him because he can't catch half a step demon emperor alive like Yang Fan."

"A monk should look like a monk and be broad-minded!"

"Fart!" the old monk said, "I admit that the boy has killed many imperial demons, but have you seriously investigated what accomplishments the demon emperors died in his hands?"

"They are all low-level demon emperors under level five. Let alone fighting over their level. Even the level war in the same realm has hardly happened!"

"What does this mean? Do you still need the poor monk to explain to you? The poor monk said that the boy lacked courage, blood and enterprising spirit. Is it wrong?"

There is another point that the old monk did not say clearly.

That is, the grandson knew that Lao Li's head was seriously injured and his life was not long, but he still swallowed up and absorbed the tribute share originally taken from Lao Li's head without any guilt. It was wolf's ambition.

However, old man Li attached great importance to the grandson and devoted himself to training. He didn't listen to persuasion at all. The old monk had no way at all.

"All right!" old man Li was a little unhappy about his face and said in a solemn voice, "Yongyan is cautious. He plans and then moves. He is not easy to take risks with his own body."

"The child has been obedient since childhood. I told him all these things in advance. I don't want such a good seedling that is expected to become a king to fall early because of various accidents before he has fully grown up."

"Once Yongyan becomes the fourth emperor of the Terran, all these problems will no longer be problems!"

"Amitabha... The Buddha!"

The old monk bit his teeth and read a Buddha's name. He stopped paying attention to old man Li.

The old man has spoiled his grandchildren. Usually a smart person becomes deaf and blind when he meets his baby grandchildren.

"I just ask, do you still want to see Yang Fan again?"

After a few breaths, the old monk couldn't help asking old man Li:

"Although his accomplishments are not obvious now, with his current fame and practice progress, he may catch up with your baby grandson soon."

"The resources of the Federation are limited. Now there are two guys with blood and energy absorption talents in the central city at the same time. They are bound to become competitors in the future... To tell you the truth, your grandson may not be the opponent of this boy."

Old man Li's face remained unchanged. Looking at the water curtain, Yang Fan killed two half step demon emperors with a knife and whispered:

"You monk, have you even begun to doubt my character?"

"I can tell you clearly that I never oppose competition. Only competition can make progress. It is the natural law that the superior wins and the inferior survives. No one can violate it."

"It's good that Yongyan's child is young and goes with the wind and the water. It's also good to suddenly have one more such competitor. If he can take advantage of the situation to stimulate his competitive heart, he will certainly be able to enter the realm of half step emperor faster. This is a good thing. Why should I stop him?"

"So, Yang Fan, I not only want to see you, but also I will teach him all the secret skills and experiences about the northern underworld supernatural power that I have created for most of my life!"

"If he really has that ability and nature, he can become a threat to Yongyan. He will lie down at one fell swoop and finally break the territory into a king. I will only be happy to see his success without any complaints!"

"Amitabha... The Buddha!"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name again, with compassion in his eyes.

The old man was not completely blinded by his precious grandson and was not completely confused.

The old monk did not doubt the authenticity of Lao Li Tou's words. As an old partner who has worked together for nearly 200 years, the old monk still believes in old Li's character and demeanor.

Now, the only problem is, I don't know if Yang Fan will really be so successful and can get down with Lao Li's baby grandson.

It's really... Inexplicably looking forward to it!