At eight o'clock in the evening, the rain that had been raining for several hours finally stopped.
The moon rises from the last twilight that is about to sink into the sky in the distance, and the moonlight seems to be washed away by the rain. The moon tonight is particularly clear.
Mama Lin and the others were enjoying the cool in the courtyard, Mama Lin stared at the light in the upstairs bedroom and sighed:
"Xiaoran didn't go out of the room after going upstairs after lunch. What's wrong with that?"
People in Quyi just imitated that Miss Hong Kong, and smiled at those who couldn’t answer. In fact, a few hours is nothing. Although the monks in the Qi training period are not yet able to fast, they have enough food and drinking water, and it is common for them to retreat for several years.
I just don't know, where has Senior Sister Lin reached
Quyi people's eyes are shining, senior sister will be the first one among them to build a foundation, right
Contrary to what Quyi people thought, Lin Luoran was not meditating hard. In the quiet bedroom, Lin Luoran's eyes were closed tightly, and there was a ball of colorful light floating in front of him. After being forcibly compressed by Lin Luoran , and finally turned into a colorful glazed bead overflowing with brilliance.
Lin Luoran opened his eyes, carefully put away the beads, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and closed his eyes again, hoping to recover as much aura as possible within the shortest possible time.
From time to time, Xiao Jin opened his eyes and looked at the back mountain vigilantly. The whole day, it was restless, and its eyelids twitched violently—this is the unique spiritual sense of the Jin Lingdiao family.
Unknowingly, the hour hand pointed to two o'clock in the morning, and Lin Luoran's heart had been hanging in the direction of Houshan Qingcheng Temple, and suddenly a strong wave of spiritual energy burst out, and it returned to calm in just a few seconds.
Lin Luoran opened his eyes suddenly, and confessed a few words to Xiao Jin, and the face of the eagle became more serious.
Lin Luoran pushed open the window and turned over to float down, only to see Qu Yiren and Li Xi'er also got up, such a big spiritual fluctuation, even the two people with slightly lower cultivation levels were startled.
Seeing that Li Xi'er wanted to call her, Lin Luoran made a hissing gesture, and Lin Luoran's rare and serious voice suddenly sounded in their heads: "Stay at home, if something goes wrong, run away...my parents And Luodong, Xiao Jin will be responsible for taking him away, you just take care of yourself."
The Quyi man wanted to say something, but Li Xi'er stopped him, and nodded to Lin Luoran.
No matter what Father Lin said, he also developed a sense of aura. He didn't realize Lin Luoran's high cultivation level. Li Xi'er and the others didn't plan to hide it from anyone, so they naturally woke him up. When Dad Lin put on his clothes and came out to look, he saw Lin Luoran flitting up like a big bird, his clothes fluttering, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a blink of an eye.
The moonlight was like training, Li Xi'er's face was solemn, and she forced a smile:
"Uncle, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."
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A few miles of mountain roads are not far at all for Lin Luoran today. After a few steps, she can already see the raised corner of the Qingcheng Temple in the distance—there is someone on the roof!
Lin Luoran raised his eyes and saw a skinny old Taoist priest who couldn't see his face clearly with the light behind his back. The woman in black was standing at the other end. Needless to say, the skinny old Taoist priest was the master of Qingcheng Temple. Judging by the wave of aura just now, the two of them had already fought each other.
Lin Luoran was well aware of her own strength, and she wasn't sure that she could hide it from the two of them, so she approached openly. After a few steps, she saw a few drops of blood from the corner of the woman's mouth in black, but the master of Qingcheng couldn't see the trace. It seems that in the confrontation just now, the Master Qingcheng had the upper hand.
Lin Luoran felt a little relieved, maybe Lin's father and Lin's mother would just run away tonight, so that would be the best.
After all, they still tore their faces. It was only an afternoon, and they could endure it until now, and they don't know what happened in the middle.
The woman in black laughed, the blood on the corner of her mouth was still wet, and there was a tinge of beauty in her smile, "Here comes another one, God really saved me trouble..."
Lin Luoran ignored her, and just bowed to the Master of Qingcheng: "This junior thank the Taoist priest for your kindness." In this case, it is not appropriate to be verbose, just point to something, don't say it Be more cautious than saying it.
Huizhu old man nodded distantly, in exchange for a sneer from the woman in black: "Since when has it become popular in the cultivation world to support the younger generation..." Her voice gradually lowered, making people want to hear the second half of the sentence clearly. Lin Luoran thought of the Lin family today. The youngest's abnormal behavior made her startled secretly, she bit the tip of her tongue, the pain woke her up.
It turned out that the situation in the arena had changed drastically again. The dust whisk in the hands of the old Taoist Huizhu was originally a magic weapon. At this time, under the infusion of spiritual power, the thousands of dust whisk threads were clearly distinguished under the moonlight, and all stood upright, like thousands of people. The timid steel needle.
After the foundation is established, the sea of Qi opens up, the dantian is formed, and the aura in the cultivator's body will gradually be refined into spiritual power. The magic weapon needs to be used in order to truly use the power of the magic weapon itself.
The woman in black smiled coquettishly, a black lotus suddenly appeared on her right hand, slowly unfolding under the moonlight, Lin Luoran didn't blink her eyes, this is the magic weapon of this woman.
Not everyone in this world of comprehension is a sword cultivator. Lin Luoran brushed the single-headed phoenix hairpin in her hand. If Xue Jian was fine and the two swords merged, maybe she wouldn't have to worry so much, right
The roof of that item was already at war, Huizhu's veteran whisk was very flexible, and every time he swung it, the attack range was all around the woman in black, and it never involved other places.
Maybe it's the strength of the seniors in the foundation building period, or the current aura situation on the earth, forcing them to not waste every blow? Lin Luoran was reluctant to move her eyes, and it was naturally because such fighting techniques in the foundation building period were not common, and every style was an inspiration for a person who lacked combat experience like her.
The petals of the black lotus opened gradually, revealing the white lotus pod inside. The contrast between black and white was strong. Lin Luoran felt that there was a fragrance in the air again. The familiarity reminded her of the black cloud she found on the edge of the cliff, as if, is not…
Lin Luoran froze for a moment, a burst of pink mist quietly filled the body of the woman in black, Lin Luoran's pupils shrank, and before she could blurt out "Taoist, be careful", the pink mist turned into a snake and flew towards Huizhu The veteran rushed forward—compared with Zou Yaowei's Mist Snake in the back alley of the Bluebird Club, the snake of the woman in black was obviously more ferocious and faster, and it came to Huizhu in the blink of an eye.
Lin Luoran took a deep breath, no wonder she was familiar with it, this was clearly the same way as Zou Yaowei, this woman in black came to seek revenge on her? Then she can't let the people of Qingcheng Temple suffer it for her... The single-headed phoenix hairpin came out with a sword. Although there is no big river here to take advantage of the water, there is always no shortage of water between the mountains and the night. Isn't it just the knot? Frost time
Since the woman in black might be Zou Yaowei's teacher, Lin Luoran would not be lenient.
What? You said you can't sneak attack? Shit! Whoever is a gentleman these days is a pig!
The old Huizhu Taoist obviously has more combat experience than Lin Luoran, and the powder mist snake didn't even touch the corner of his Taoist robe, so he easily dodged it—
At this time, Lin Luoran's "Frost's Descent" was really like the "Frost" that formed quietly at night, and it hit the back of the woman in black silently.
Lin Luoran focused all her attention on the sword. Seeing that Zhao Jian was about to slash at the woman in black, a strand of silver wrapped around the sword in an instant...
Lin Luoran looked at the Huizhu old man who suddenly attacked him, as if struck by lightning.
But the woman in black giggled, trembling wildly.
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I accidentally caught a fever and caught a cold, my head was dizzy, and I was not satisfied with the chapters I wrote due to illness. I feel better tonight, and the broken chapters will be added in the next two days (*^__^*)