LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don't Come Here! Chapter 160

There will be some people, who, just by their looks and figures, can be presumed beautiful and heavenly, even without perceiving their faces .

But, for certain ancestors, neither the skin nor figure was not of importance .

The monks also did not care about the inheritance of their children, or about each other’s gender, or even race .

But as for Xiao Wangyun, he was a person who can be convinced just by a single figure .

——

The Emperor or also known as fairy king was famous for his gentle character . Not only female monks, but even many male monks were admired to fairy king .

However, he suddenly changed and became arrogant, making the people treat him the way he did to them . Occasionally, one or two of them were rejected .

He could be described as someone who should not be dared to be disturbed by the worldly affairs .

And of course, if monks would see his face at the time, it wouldn’t mean any conviction for them . Instead, they would see it as a mistake . This was the sentiment of all the monks who already saw the fairy king, Xiao Wangyun .

——

Xiao Wangyun maintained his pace . He was standing on the peak of the mountain for a long time .

He was gone since he arrived on the kingdom and he didn’t get any sleep yet .

Xiao Wangyun himself was very puzzled because his state that day was very odd . That was the first time he encountered problems since he knew himself for hundreds of years .

He was born from a pure spiritual root and its spiritual platform was clear and dirty . The speed of his practice was thousands of miles a day and he never felt any hindrance when he advanced .

As a matter of fact, he also thought that he would keep on practicing until he was successful and became the only monk who succeeded in ascending the continent for tens of thousands of years .

But still, he was not satisfied . At the end of the day, he still felt like something went wrong .

Everyone felt that this kind of person would find it difficult to go to heaven .

Xiao Wangyun, himself, knew very well that there was no stagnation in his practice and there were no distractions in his mind .

Long ago, it was believed that with the combination of spiritual and physical soul, body and mind, without any other thoughts of the kingdom from the ancient books, one could be successful . For instance, one should successfully survive the last thunderstorm and successfully rise .

Something happened differently . The last thunder was delayed .

So, Xiao Wangyun needed to stay there for a longer time . He always felt the pressure increasingly exerted on him by the people of Tianyuan on a day-to-day basis .

Those who were strong in the soaring period can easily mobilize the weather, move the mountains, and reclaim the sea frequently, which were enough to threaten the safety of the people in his kingdom and the heavenly world .

Since Xiao Wangyun reached the soaring period, the heavenly world of Tianyuan began to exert pressure on him and urged him to leave as soon as possible, because that’s the heaven’s law .

Xiao Wangyun stretched out his hand and looked at the white jade palm . From his wrist to the palm, there was a clear thin line of blood – he tried to suppress it .

However, over the past two hundred years, the pressure exerted on him by the heavenly world became heavier .

At that time, although there was no threat to him, it was still unknown what could happen if he couldn’t wait for the thunderbolt .

Did Xiao Wangyun go all the way the soaring period and finally be buried there?

He just smiled freely and did not say anything, and then he closed his eyes and felt the cool breeze on the peak of the mountain .

He then understood .

Suddenly, the wind stopped . There were more clouds and fog and the favorite beast of the monks were quietly crouching .

Nothing dared to disturb the monk .

There will be some people, who, just by their looks and figures, can be presumed beautiful and heavenly, even without perceiving their faces . .

But, for certain ancestors, neither the skin nor figure was not of importance

The monks also did not care about the inheritance of their children, or about each other’s gender, or even race

But as for Xiao Wangyun, he was a person who can be convinced just by a single figure

——.

The Emperor or also known as fairy king was famous for his gentle character . Not only female monks, but even many male monks were admired to fairy king

However, he suddenly changed and became arrogant, making the people treat him the way he did to them . Occasionally, one or two of them were rejected . .

He could be described as someone who should not be dared to be disturbed by the worldly affairs

And of course, if monks would see his face at the time, it wouldn’t mean any conviction for them . Instead, they would see it as a mistake . This was the sentiment of all the monks who already saw the fairy king, Xiao Wangyun

——.

Xiao Wangyun maintained his pace . He was standing on the peak of the mountain for a long time

He was gone since he arrived on the kingdom and he didn’t get any sleep yet

Xiao Wangyun himself was very puzzled because his state that day was very odd . That was the first time he encountered problems since he knew himself for hundreds of years . .

He was born from a pure spiritual root and its spiritual platform was clear and dirty . The speed of his practice was thousands of miles a day and he never felt any hindrance when he advanced

As a matter of fact, he also thought that he would keep on practicing until he was successful and became the only monk who succeeded in ascending the continent for tens of thousands of years

But still, he was not satisfied . At the end of the day, he still felt like something went wrong

Everyone felt that this kind of person would find it difficult to go to heaven

Xiao Wangyun, himself, knew very well that there was no stagnation in his practice and there were no distractions in his mind

Long ago, it was believed that with the combination of spiritual and physical soul, body and mind, without any other thoughts of the kingdom from the ancient books, one could be successful . For instance, one should successfully survive the last thunderstorm and successfully rise

Something happened differently . The last thunder was delayed

So, Xiao Wangyun needed to stay there for a longer time . He always felt the pressure increasingly exerted on him by the people of Tianyuan on a day-to-day basis

Those who were strong in the soaring period can easily mobilize the weather, move the mountains, and reclaim the sea frequently, which were enough to threaten the safety of the people in his kingdom and the heavenly world

Since Xiao Wangyun reached the soaring period, the heavenly world of Tianyuan began to exert pressure on him and urged him to leave as soon as possible, because that’s the heaven’s law

Xiao Wangyun stretched out his hand and looked at the white jade palm . From his wrist to the palm, there was a clear thin line of blood – he tried to suppress it

However, over the past two hundred years, the pressure exerted on him by the heavenly world became heavier

At that time, although there was no threat to him, it was still unknown what could happen if he couldn’t wait for the thunderbolt

Did Xiao Wangyun go all the way the soaring period and finally be buried there?.

He just smiled freely and did not say anything, and then he closed his eyes and felt the cool breeze on the peak of the mountain

He then understood

Suddenly, the wind stopped . There were more clouds and fog and the favorite beast of the monks were quietly crouching

Nothing dared to disturb the monk

Chapter end