Dragon Emperor, Martial God

At dawn, Lingyun drove back to Qingshui City.

He didn't go anywhere and went straight back to Villa 1 in Qingxi Villa District, a month apart.

The Spiritual Array absorbed more than a month of heavenly and earth spirituality, which did not spill out at all, resulting in abnormally intense and nearly liquefied spirituality throughout Villa 1.

Villa One is now alone, and when Lingyun arrived, he was sitting on his knees in the courtyard facing east, practicing in Tuna.

The amber that Lonely Mo drank worked, Lingyun went out to sea within a few days, he easily broke through, reached the innate realm, and once he broke through, he reached the middle of the innate layer.

But Lonely Ink's face is not pretty now. He's pale, thin and thin, and there's a hidden black air in his head.

Lingyun only swept away with his mind, his eyebrows were a wrinkle, and lonely ink suffered severe internal injuries.

“Lingyun, are you back?” Lonely Mo saw Lingyun's car enter the courtyard, slowly stood up from where he was sitting, smiled tragically and said hello to Lingyun.

Lingyun's sharp eyes stared at the lonely, dark Indochina, and asked directly: "Who hurt you? ”

“Hoo...” Lonely Mo came to Lingyun, first he grew a sigh of boredom, then shook his head vigorously, seemed to get out of the depression and frustration, which was why he said: "Recently this week, this Villa One seems to be the focus of a lot of attention, almost every night people visit...”

“Most of them left quietly after receiving my warnings, but two waves of people ignored my warnings at all. They wanted to break in, so they had to fight...”

Ling Yunjun shot two sperm in his eyes, killing the plane flashing, and asked in silence: “Who are these two waves? ”

The lonely ink slightly contemplated, revealing the look of thought, said: "If I didn't expect it to be bad, one of the waves should be the Ninja of the East, these people are not very high in strength, the highest is but the ninth floor of the day after, I easily retreated. ”

“But the other wave of people, although there are only two, they are all innate masters, and the martial arts cultivated are evil, the martial arts are so weird, they are not famous and decent roads at all, I guess it should be the people of the Demonic Sect. ”

“My wounds were caused by those two men. ”

Lonely Mo smiled bitterly and said that he had practiced madly for such a long time that he had finally broken through the innate realm. Before he could wait, he was wounded like this by an unnamed master of magic sects, which was truly depressing.

“Humph, they all came...” Ling Yun snorted coldly and asked: “Didn't you impress anyone else? ”

Lonely Mo shook his head with a smile: "Who can I tell if you don't come back? ”

Ling Yun nodded with his lips: “That's okay, since they want to die, let them come and kill as many as they want! ”

After seeing Ling Yun come back, he was so overwhelmed and powerful, lonely and dark in his heart. His heart said that Ling Yun practiced so fast, and now he doesn't know what realm he has reached.

“I'll heal you first. ”

Lingyun returned to the room where he lived with lonely ink. He sat on his bed on a lonely ink tray and took off his top. Instead of spreading the spiritual pivot nine needles, he put his palms directly on the back of lonely ink.

This is not a disease, but a wound. Lingyun can of course treat internal injuries with Nine Needles of the Spirit Pivot for Solitary Ink, but he has now reached the later stage of physical exercise. The effect of Nine Needles of the Spirit Pivot is better than using both hands directly.

Lingyun runs a breath of yin and yang trick, pounding strong yin and yang real qi instantly along Lingyun's hands, rushed into the body of lonely ink, began to swim along the action route of lonely ink, pushed all the messy evil real qi in his meridian to one place, swallowed, absorbed, and directly refined by Lingyun.

After the treatment, Lonely Ink immediately felt that the evil sect's true qi, which was raging in his body, had disappeared, and his own true qi had become unimpeded and smooth.

Ling Yun withdrew his palm, lonely Ink drifted out of bed, he stretched his arms and legs easily, and looked at the excited miracle and said: “Hey, you are the only heir to the Immortal Doctor. I was worried that I would hang up at any time. I didn't expect it so soon. ”

Ling Yun smiled slightly: “Come on, don't kiss your ass, you've suffered such serious internal injuries, how come there's no trauma at all? ”

Lonely Mo turned a white eye: “Did you give me a lot of healing marks before you forgot to leave? I did get knifed a few times and stabbed with two swords, but your healing marks really didn't say anything. As long as my arms and legs are still there, my wounds are healed instantly, and I don't even have a scar...”

So Lingyun suddenly, he smiled and patted Lonely Ink on his shoulder: “It's all right now. If they come again tonight, I'll break their yolk and avenge you! ”

Ling Yun finished, no longer busy dressing in solitary ink, flew out of the room and came outside the courtyard again.

With a slight glimmer, he had arrived where the grass had grown and looked at it.

“It has accumulated so much spirituality, it has liquefied…” Lingyun couldn't help but get excited and mutter to himself.

Seven weeks of grass grew in the Little Gathering Spirit Formation. The spiritual energy inside is more intense. Lingyun just feels refreshed, but he does not lack spiritual energy in his body right now, so he just bathes in it, but does not absorb it.

The strength of Seven Weeks of Grass is absolutely delightful. When Lingyun first transplanted, it took fully into account the growth characteristics of Seven Weeks of Grass and planted it in a place facing the sun, ensuring that it can receive the longest sun exposure every day.

Lingyun's heart is excited, because in half a month, the Seven Weeks of Grass will be fully mature. Although Lingyun now needs a few hundred times more spirituality than when he repaired the real world, this Seven Weeks of Grass has been penetrated by him into a fairy spiritual qi, and it is no longer ordinary Seven Weeks of Grass.

It can be said that Lingyun's body is full of spirit, but unfortunately he has been unable to use it independently, which is his biggest depression.

However, this seven-week grass has been poured with fairy spiritual qi. If it is made into seven-week dan by Lingyun as the main medicine after maturation, Lingyun shock Qi period will inevitably be half as powerful.

Of course, Lingyun is not just leaning on Qiu Zhoudan now, he also has amber, millennial ginseng, millennial horse, sun grass, grass, and amber grass...

As for the liquefied spirits that escaped during the growth of Seven Weeks of Grass, Lingyun was not in a hurry to collect them. These liquefied spirits were of great use to him.

The car engine burst into Villa 1 in front of and behind the two sedans, and Tang Zheng and Iron Tiger arrived.

Ling Yun flew over to Tang Zheng and frightened Tang Zheng. “Are you afraid of dying? How dare you drive this Duke C8? ”

On the way back from Wenzhou to Qingshui, Lingyun took all the seats of the Ace Killers and now they have all returned to Qingshui City. I didn't expect Tang to dare drive the Duke C8 of the Magic Zong Holy Virgin everywhere.

“Hey, just this once today, this engine is moving, is it really his addiction...”

The excitement on Tang's fierce face, like caressing a lover, slid his hands across the white body of the Century C8, excited to say.

“I'll be the only one driving this car later, anybody else who drives who dies.” Lingyun warned Tang fiercely.

The power of the Magic Sect Virgin far exceeds that of Lingyun. Even Lingyun can't beat the Magic Sect Virgin. If someone else drives her car, it really is no different than looking for death.

“I understand, Brother Yun, I just drove here for you...” Tang Zheng, not stupid, gave Ling Yun the keys to the car of the Century C8.

“Brother Yun, are we going to have any trouble driving the other car?” Tiger scratched his head and asked.

Iron Tiger was driving, but it was a spacious black luxury Mercedes, one of the dozen cars.

“The owners of the other cars have been killed by me and there should be no problem. ”

Ling Yun analyzed that he was the one the Holy Virgin of the Demon Sect was looking for. She didn't give a shit about killing other people. Of course, she didn't give a shit about the seats they left behind.

“Where are the medicines you bought me? Show me. ”

Lingyun asked Tang Zheng and Tang Zheng to take him on a walk around his villa, and examined some medicines worth 20 million that he had asked them to buy for him.

Naturally, these medicines are traditional Chinese medicine, there are both main and auxiliary medicines, Lingyun is definitely an atmospheric pen, the purchase is massive, full of hundreds of sacks of hemp, all the rooms and corners of Villa 1, night after night immersed in the spirit of Villa 1.

As the saying goes, these medicines can be used both to make premium charcoal and to refine Dan medicines. Such a large amount is sufficient for Lingyun to use the gas refining layer, which is more than enough.

“Well, that's good, it's fun...”

Lingyun was very satisfied, nodded frequently, and couldn't help it.

After watching the medicine, Lingyun led the two back to the living room of the villa and the three sat down. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)