Chapter 107： Tribute to Lin Zhen activities

In the wind and snow, snowflakes were flying around the core of the planet. Lin Zhen had already possessed Dantian Qi at this moment. He didn't need to do anything, but was driven by mental power to directly bring the core of the planet to his Dantian.

What he needs is not the stone at the core of the planet, but the energy, gravity, and lightning inside.

Under the envelope of Dantian Qi, these forces began to inject into Lin Zhen's body.

This is an extremely dangerous process. Lin Zhen is still solidifying his dantian, and he will start to absorb the core of the planet. If something happens in the process, it is not as simple as abandoning all previous efforts. Lin Zhen is probably because of this. Become a waste or even die.

Fierce pain began to come. Dantian was at the critical moment of absorbing power, and was suddenly injected by external power. This kind of pain was unbearable for ordinary people.

The vitality between the heaven and the earth was injected into the dantian, and began to conflict with the gravitational force in the core of the planet. This pain is not only physical, but the pain reaches the soul!

Lin Zhen's muscles were beating involuntarily, and began to cramp from the pain, but Lin Zhen's face didn't even see the slightest pain.

He has forgotten everything at the moment, and improving his strength is his only idea.

Forget the day and night, forget the snow and cold, forget the pain and failure, forget the past and this life, only the desire for strength, let him go forward!

"Today I always believe that my soul is the most powerful soul in the world, strong enough to withstand all pain and suffering. This is the source of my confidence. Even black holes can pass through. It is even the birthplace of the core of the planet. The fragments of the planet's core in this small area are nothing at all!"

"What I want to do now is to integrate. As long as the core of the planet can stand in the dantian smoothly, that is the beginning of success. Everything is difficult at the beginning. I can't ask others for this kind of thing. I can only rely on myself!"

It's easy to say, but how can the power of the core of the planet be so simple that it can be integrated. Dantian Qi is repellent to external forces and will do everything possible to resist the power of the core of the planet to enter Lin Zhen's body.

Driven by Lin Zhen's mental power, the planet's core was suspended just an inch outside his Dantian lower abdomen. The fierce conflict of power made it begin to rotate, and slowly a layer of frost was condensed on the planet's core!

The frost condenses and is immediately absorbed by the planet's core, and everything else around it is lacking. The only thing that is not lacking is wind, snow and cold.

In this way, what entered Lin Zhen's body was not only gravity, but also the cold current!

Lin Zhen discovered this, but he couldn't stop it. Now he was already riding a tiger, he could only accept as much as he came, and absorb as much as he came!

Now that Lin Zhen's Dantian Qi is not stable and not under control, Lin Zhen's heart is moved, and he simply breaks open with mental strength, escorting the core strength of the week into the body!

One shock, failure!

Two shocks, failure!

After three consecutive failures, Lin Zhen knew the reason.

Now he is located on the top floor of Zhaodong Building. The surrounding world is full of vitality and power is almost infinite. If he wants to make an impact, he must mobilize all his power and launch the strongest impact to succeed, and his mental power seems to be slightly weaker. A little bit!

"Damn it! I finally know why it's just a legend to condense the core of the planet in the warrior period, because at this stage the power of the core of the planet needs to be escorted by spiritual power, so only a spiritual master can succeed."

"None of this is the most critical thing. The key is that this spiritual master must have the spiritual power of the golden mid-term, and the fighter level must have the spiritual power of the golden mid-term. How harsh is this requirement!"

"But I have no choice, my mental power, just give me a burst!"

Lin Zhen's mental power has been promoted to the prime stage, but has not yet reached its peak. It will take a while to reach the prime stage, but he has no time now.

"You must do something that can stimulate your mental energy!"

"But I am now at a critical stage of cultivation, what else can I do?"

Lin Zhen thought hard and made an amazing decision.

He resolutely removed the mental power mask!

When he removed the mask, the biting cold surrounding him almost froze him.

When there is protection, the cold is nothing. Without protection, Lin Zhen can really feel how cold it is above the 36th floor.

Below sixty degrees, absolutely minus sixty degrees below!

"Okay! Cold is cold. Cold is also a way to stimulate mental power. As long as my mental power is exercised, I may be able to make a breakthrough. Success or failure depends on this!"

In less than a minute, Lin Zhen became a snowman, his blood almost solidified, and he could only protect his heart with mental power, letting the cold hit.

"Persevere! I want to persevere!"

The surrounding heaven and earth vitality is still being injected, as long as Lin Zhen is still alive, this airflow will not stop.

The planetary core in front of Dantian was suspended, and he had to let his mental power make a breakthrough first.

The endless cold hit, Lin Zhen didn't care about anything, only relying on the support of a belief in his heart, he succeeded, the sky was high and the sky was light, and he failed... He never considered failure!

As night fell, it was already twelve o'clock at night.

Su Na's report continues, but this time, Su Na also seems to have lost her confidence.

"Dear netizens, it has been nearly 20 hours since Lin Zhen stayed in Zhaodong Building alone. Even though I was in the interview car, it was still cold. The temperature outside is even lower. This is how I grew up. I have experienced the coldest winter since."

"From my perspective, I can see the igniting light below the building, which is used by the warriors to keep warm at night, and I can even hear the warriors fighting against mutant beasts."

"The city of Zhaodong has left me sad memories. I don't think I will come here again. I think Lin Zhen may never be able to leave again. I really hope he can persist, but. .. I have never expected a miracle to happen so much at this moment."

"I hope there is no sorrow and pain in the other world, and I hope you are well in heaven..."

Su Na's report could not continue. This video was posted online, and she cried in the interview car alone.

At this time, there were still many people in the base city paying attention to Lin Zhen.

"Lin Zhen... after all, it fell like a meteor, what a pity!"

"I think Lin is really good. He chose the most manly way. He did not fall under the enemy's swords and guns. He would rather die in the wind and snow than give the enemy a chance. I admire him!"

"Do you think it is possible that Lin Zhen is still alive?"

"No one can persist in this situation, Lin Zhen must be dead."

"Although the warrior is more popular than ordinary people and can resist the cold, do you know how cold it is in the wild at night? Besides, this year's ghost weather is impossible for individuals to resist, so don't hug Fancy it."

"I've decided, I'm going to mourn Lin Zhen, for his stunning beauty!"

"I'll go too, to win the martial arts hall in Bingcheng for him."

"You guys are slow. I have already made a post to commemorate Lin Zhen, and I posted it on the Martial Arts forum. Go to the top post, miss Lin Zhen, and send blessings there!"

Many people went to see it, and it turned out that some netizens had already posted the news of Lin Zhen's death online.

The huge black-and-white photo is Lin Zhen's head, and there is no color on the webpage. It records Lin Zhen's life experience. Although not many, it is shocking enough.

At the end, there are sensational words, which are full of emotions and make people cry.

There are wreaths in virtual items on the Internet, one hundred yuan each. When you swipe a wreath, one will slowly fall on the screen, with the buyer’s message on it, and a record at the bottom.

When this post to mourn Lin Zhen was sent out, the netizens who gave Lin Zhen a wreath have never stopped.

Wreaths fell from the screen one by one, and the messages from netizens were dizzying. This scene can be described as spectacular.

Every time a wreath is swiped, the person who posts will get half of the income of the wreath. According to incomplete statistics, the person who posted has earned more than 500 million overnight.

There are more local tyrants who brush wreaths in the hundreds or thousands, and the figure of 500 million is still a conservative estimate.

Many people later imitated this person and posted in the name of mourning Lin Zhen, but they had little effect because the previous posts were highly liked.

However, some people didn’t agree with this person’s approach, and left a message: "I advise you to be more careful. What if Lin really doesn’t die? You make money in his name, what if he comes to you to settle accounts and see what you do. ?"

This person is also a bachelor: "If Lin Zhen is still alive, I will give him the money. I don't make that kind of conscience money."

However, no one knows what he thinks in his heart. I think that Lin Zhen is absolutely impossible to survive.

The person who asked him replied: "That's good. I took a screenshot of the passage from UU reading www.uukanshu.com. Don't forget it. You know that there is no absolute thing in the world. I believe Lin Zhen is still alive. Don't cry then."

The person who posted the post did not reply to this person, and no one noticed that this person's name was Anning.

Early the next morning, the blizzard finally subsided, and the most important thing was that the wind stopped and the coldness in the air began to recede.

The mourning activity reached its peak in the early morning of the next day. Most people were warriors, and one thing that warriors had in common was that they had money. It seemed like they didn't need money to brush up the wreath.

Some people even organized an event to mourn Lin Zhen on the street, but the plan was aborted, and the wreath brushing activity also came to an end, because according to the report from Suna ahead, the warriors on Zhaodong finally had movement.

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