Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Ji Guangling smiled but said nothing. After he sat on a chair far away, he smiled and said, "The elemental debris in my hand just allowed me to enter this stage."

Feng Lin nodded gently, "I can't believe it now, what level the old man has reached."

"What level can an old man like me reach?"

Ji Guangling waved his hand, and then asked: "What's the matter with you coming back this time?"

"I just haven't been back for too long, so I wanted to come and take a look."

Feng Lin sat opposite Ji Guangling and stretched his body. "Has anything happened here recently?"

"No, we used to be the garden of the inferior races in the Alien Land. Because there were too many ordinary people, any expert above the seventh level of great success from the Alien Land could occupy the mountain and become the king."

"It's different now. The number of people has dropped sharply, and they are relatively concentrated. The masters here are not vegetarians. Those inferior races have no privileges when they come here."

Ji Guangling smiled and leaned back in his chair.

Feng Lin thought about it and it made sense. He didn’t know about other places, but in China, there were masters like Ji Guangling who could break the walls with his limbs.

For those who cannot survive in the alien land and want to come here to dominate the world, it is not easy.

"The sacred tree has borne fruit, old man, what do you think?"

Feng Lin glanced at Ji Guangling curiously.

"What can I think? This kind of thing is hard to come by. Even if you are very strong, what use can it be?"

Ji Guangling's face was calm, "If we don't fight for it, it might fall into our hands automatically someday."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "What the old man said makes sense."

The two chatted here for a long time, and soon, Yaoyao flew over from a distance.

"Master, I gave that man a lesson, and now he has submitted."

Yaoyao came to Feng Lin and said with a smile.

"Who?"

Ji Guangling asked from the side.

"That guy named Lu Hai, my master clearly didn't provoke him, but he came to cause trouble and shouted that he wanted to duel with my master."

Yaoyao said calmly with her hands behind her back.

"Lu Hai?"

Ji Guangling couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Haha, blame me, blame me, he is indeed very obsessed with Feng Lin."

"what happened?"

Feng Lin asked from the side.

"Nothing, it's just that I often mention you in front of him and say how great you are."

Ji Guangling shook his head. "He has good talent, so he has always been unwilling to accept it, but he can't see you, so he can only hold it in."

"I see."

Feng Lin was somewhat helpless, "Don't draw hatred to me for no reason."

"It's mainly because you're too famous." Ji Guangling smiled and waved his hands.

At this moment, Lu Hai also landed on the peak of Ji Guangling. He looked at Feng Lin who was sitting opposite Ji Guangling, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that a little maid beside Feng Lin had reached the wall-breaking realm.

Feng Lin's realm will only become stronger.

"You still dare to come? Didn't you have enough fun just now? If you want to fight, let's continue."

Yaoyao has endless energy to waste.

"No need. I've already said it before. I really can't beat you right now. You broke through the wall with your arms, and I just reached a higher level."

Lu Hai said calmly, "When I enter the double-arm wall-breaking state, I will definitely take the initiative to fight you!"

"How shameful! You still want to fight with my master. When my master was at the Great Perfection stage, he could fight with those at the Wall Breaking stage to a draw."

Yaoyao curled her lips.

"Senior, is what this demon clan said true?" Lu Hai looked at Ji Guangling and asked.

"Yes, Yaoyao is right, this kind of thing does exist."

Ji Guangling nodded slightly.

After hearing this, Lu Hai became even more curious about Feng Lin's strength. What level is this person at?

… Feng Lin didn’t talk much here, he just asked Zhao Qingqing simply.

Ji Guangling also didn't know where Zhao Qingqing had gone.

Since there is no answer here, Feng Lin leaves with Yaoyao.

Feng Lin appeared high up, looking at the earth below, waiting to come back next time, but he didn't know when that would be.

"Let's go!"

Feng Lin said to Yaoyao.

"Good host."

Yaoyao followed Feng Lin and flew towards the direction of the rushing water.

“I feel like this world has a lot of secrets.”

Ye Yourong's voice came out, but she did not transmit the message to Feng Lin, but transmitted the voice to the outside.

Yaoyao also nodded, "I think the master's grandfather is very mysterious."

"That's right, the human race is too abnormal."

Ye Yourong's voice continued to be heard.

There are too many things here that she cannot understand, just like when Suiren first stepped into this world.

The human race has only had true civilization for two cycles of the sacred tree, which is about ten thousand years.

But in just these short ten thousand years, so many saints have appeared in the human race.

Even among the top races in the divine land, only saints who appear over a long period of time, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, can be compared with the human race.

Logically speaking, humans are a very powerful race, but most of them are so weak.

Ye Yourong felt that this world must be hiding some huge secret.

……

Feng Lin returned to Benliu and stepped into a strange land with Yaoyao and others.

His primary mission this time was to reach the semi-saint level. Anyway, the elemental debris on his body would definitely be enough.

When they arrived at their territory, Zhuang Qingyan reminded Feng Lin to go into the water to see the fruits.

After Feng Lin came underwater, he checked the fruit of the sacred tree.

Below the fruit, there are nine petals.

But now, there are only eight pieces, which means one piece has disappeared.

Feng Lin returned to the island again. He came to Zhuang Qingyan and asked, "What's going on?"

"What else could it be? The fruit has grown bigger, and when all nine petals fall off, the fruit will be ripe."

Zhuang Qingyan explained while smoking his pipe.

"Then if I pick off a few more petals now, will the fruit be ripe?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"You can go down again and try to see if you can touch the petals."

Zhuang Qingyan said calmly, "You can only destroy the fruit, you can't damage the petals."

"I see."

Feng Lin nodded gently. He sat on the grass next to Zhuang Qingyan and said, "I also want to enter the semi-saint level."

"Okay, Si Kongjin entered the semi-saint stage before and still owes me a few pieces. If you use them, I don't need you to pay them back for now."

Zhuang Qingyan looked at Feng Lin with a smile.

"I don't understand. You seem to really want me to become a semi-saint. You don't want to take over my body, do you?" Feng Lin asked curiously.

"I have nothing to do, why would I want to take over a man like you? You owe me a lot of favors, and you have to pay them back."

Zhuang Qingyan rolled her eyes, "It's a pity that you're not strong enough right now. I definitely need you to get stronger."

"Okay, that's a pretty good reason, let's get started."

Feng Lin nodded lightly.

"After entering the semi-saint stage, according to your strength, there should be only a handful of people in the Alien Land who can pose a threat to you."

There was a gleam in Zhuang Qingyan's eyes. (End of this chapter)