The night was as cold as water. In an inn in Kaifeng County, Ling Muyun, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, was suddenly shaken. His eyes suddenly opened, and the light in them flashed, as if it illuminated the dark room.
But then Ling Muyun straightened up and sat up from the bed, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate. However, despite exercising and meditating, large beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead, and the muscles on his face could not help but twitch slightly, showing a hint of pain.
It turns out that Ling Muyun at this time had just left the Tianlong World and returned to his true body through time and space. However, as soon as he regained consciousness, Ling Muyun felt a sharp pain coming over him like a tide, as if his whole body was about to be torn apart. The pain was so painful that he almost couldn't help but scream.
Fortunately, he had experienced it before and knew that it was because the internal energy he brought back from the world of Tianlong was too strong, and his body's meridians could not bear it for a while, which was why he suffered such severe pain. After all, the cultivation of internal strength has always been accumulated over time and improved little by little. How could anyone achieve it overnight like him? With so much internal energy poured into him at once, it's no wonder that his body couldn't bear it.
But Ling Muyun also knows that this is a necessary process, and it will be fine after the internal force expands and opens up the narrow meridians in the body. That¡¯s why you start exercising with all your strength as soon as you wake up, so that this process can be completed as quickly as possible.
After a while, Ling Muyun, who was doing his kung fu cross-legged, suddenly trembled all over, and a powerful aura spread out, but then he restrained himself, the pain on his face disappeared, and the cold sweat dripping down his forehead was unknown. Be evaporated clean. After a while, Ling Muyun finally took a long breath and opened his eyes.
Looking at the room in front of him, where there was no light coming in, but where every detail was visible, Ling Muyun couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face. He knew that this was not because the room suddenly became brighter, but because his own inner strength had improved, so his five senses had become sharper.
This time, with the help of the powerful energy brought back from the world of Tianlong, Ling Muyun's true body's internal strength cultivation also broke through the shackles in one fell swoop, reaching the realm of innate minor achievements.
Just because he still needed to maintain the survival of his reincarnated body in the world of Tianlong, Ling Muyun did not bring back all his internal energy, but only half of it. Therefore, after being promoted to the realm of innate minor success, the internal energy he brought back was It has been exhausted, and he has not been able to climb to the peak level of Xiantian Xiaocheng in one fell swoop, reaching the level of internal strength he had when he left the world of Tianlong.
However, because he has already reached that level of cultivation in the Tianlong World, and there is plenty of heaven and earth energy to absorb in the main world, it is only a matter of course for Ling Muyun to reach the peak of innate minor achievements. He only needs to practice quietly for a few days. Nature can make up for the lack of internal strength.
After calming down the energy in his body, Ling Muyun wanted to get out of bed and find Huang Rong. On the one hand, he was eager to detoxify Huang Rong, but on the other hand, he had been in Tianlong World for more than half a year, and he missed Huang Rong a little.
However, just as he was about to move, he suddenly felt an indescribable fatigue coming over him, making Ling Muyun wish he could just fall on the bed and sleep to death.
Ling Muyun is indeed very tired at this time. This tiredness does not come from the body, but from the soul. After all, he has just returned from a plane trip, especially when he brought back extremely powerful power from the Tianlong World. This is very important to him. His soul is extremely loaded, and it is not as simple as playing a game.
Although time travel is actually very beneficial to Ling Muyun's soul, every plane journey is actually equivalent to tempering Ling Muyun's soul, making Ling Muyun's soul more tenacious and solid, but in this process In the process, Ling Muyun, the forged person, didn't feel so wonderful.
This is not the first time Ling Muyun has felt this feeling. He had felt it before when he returned from traveling to the World of Condor Shooting. It's just that the amount of energy he brought back this time is far more than half of the power of the peak innate level. It is far from the acquired level or the power of the innate level. The difference is ten times. more than.
"If he hadn't traveled through time and space several times and practiced the Tianwai Divine Art to the third level, the strength of his soul would have been different from what it used to be. He would have been crushed by such a powerful load and his true spirit would have been destroyed.
Feeling the fatigue coming from the depths of his soul, Ling Muyun gave up the idea of ??going to Huang Rong now. Anyway, it would only take him one night to detoxify Ronger. He is too tired now. He doesn't want to do or say anything. He just wants to have a good sleep and relieve this fatigue.
So Ling Muyun leaned back and fell on the bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, a strong sleepiness immediately came over him, and he fell into a deep sleep
And just when Ling Muyun was hereWhile he was sleeping soundly in the inn, the lights were brightly lit in a large-scale mansion on the other side of Kaifeng County.
In a hall of the house, dozens of thick red candles were lit, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime. In the hall, there were dozens of men in black standing, with gold and silver belts around their waists. Everyone stood there with a solemn face, not daring to say a word, just looking down at the ground.
If Ling Muyun and Huang Rong were here, it would be obvious at a glance that these people were the same demon sect members who had rushed to the Bai Yao Valley where Ping Yizhi lived after them to hunt down Xiang Tianwen.
At the upper end of the hall, there is a rosewood chair. On the back of the chair, there is a whole piece of intact white tiger skin that is extremely precious. And in front of the legs of the chair, there is a piece of firefox leather that is also very precious. It seems to be used as a footrest for the person sitting in the chair. It can be said to be the ultimate in comfort and luxury.
It¡¯s just that this chair is empty at this time, and dozens of demon sect members in the hall are also standing in silence facing this chair, obviously they are all waiting for the arrival of the owner of this chair.
At this moment, suddenly a red shadow flew in from the hall door, like lightning. Everyone in the hall felt the sound of wind, and then they saw a figure in fiery red clothes sitting on the empty seat. above.
Everyone in the hall immediately knelt down on the ground and chanted in unison: "See Wencheng, the holy leader of Wude. The holy leader has unified the world for thousands of years!"
The person on the seat gently raised his hand, and a clear, sweet yet extremely majestic voice suddenly sounded: "You all, please get up."
"Thank you, Holy Master!"
Everyone stood up from the ground together, but they still stood solemnly with their heads lowered, with a look of respect and awe on their faces. No one dared to raise their head to look at the person sitting on the chair, or even dare to express their anger. One mouthful.
If you just look at the performance of these people, you will definitely think that the "holy leader" they are facing is an extremely terrifying person. However, if you really look at the appearance of the person on the chair, you will probably be shocked, because the person sitting on the chair turns out to be a young and extremely beautiful woman!
If you hadn¡¯t seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that the ¡°Holy Cult Master¡± who could make these demon sect members with superb martial arts skills bow to their ears would actually be a young and stunning woman?
But if you look carefully, you will find that this woman is different.
This woman was dressed in fiery red clothes, and her black hair was pulled into a bun on her head, and then spread out towards her back, falling down like a waterfall. Two sword eyebrows go straight into the temples, and under the eyebrows is a pair of dreamlike beautiful eyes, but if you look carefully, you will find a cold electric light in them. Her beautiful nose, red lips, skin like snow, and a glistening jade light. The light is so bright that it reveals a trace of indescribable majesty and heroism!
"When anyone sees this woman, one word will come to mind, and that is - beauty!
However, her beauty is completely different from that of other women. It is neither soft, charming, nor beautiful, but a special kind of heroic beauty, a kind of proud majestic and domineering beauty, and a kind of wonderful look on the world. beauty of!
Although such a woman is beautiful, it is difficult for any man to have any desire to play with her, and she can only feel a sense of admiration for her! It seems that this woman is destined not to linger between the warm curtains of the bed, but to stand at the top and gaze down at the world, overlooking the people, so as to taste the cold loneliness of the high place alone! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)