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When he returned to the Shengdu Hotel, the receptionist at the front desk saw his appearance and age, and immediately shouted at him: "Sir! "Please hold your steps!"

At this time, Lin Jin was still immersed within the old Daoist's Fist Intent, and did not react in the slightest to the fact that he was calling his, and was still walking further inside.

"Sir, are you called Lin Jin?"

It wasn't until he called out his name, did Lin Jin finally turn his head and look at him with a puzzled expression. He nodded, not knowing what he wanted his to do.

"It's like this. A few hours ago, there were four beauties who wanted me to tell you to call them when you come back." The waiter said with a smile as he handed over a piece of paper.

Lin Jin took the slip of paper and looked at it, only to see a string of numbers written on it. Therefore, he did not pay too much attention to it, and only stuffed the paper slip into his pocket, thanked the waiter and walked towards the room upstairs.

Returning to his room, Lin Jin sat down on the soft sofa. However, upon closer examination, he realized that although the old Daoist's boxing looked complicated, there were only a total of eighty-one moves.

According to the state of consciousness he had felt earlier, he had split this set of boxing into three sections, each section having twenty-seven forms. One stage was more powerful than the other. The power of the latter stage was completely different from the previous stage.

Moreover, after he dissected these moves, he discovered that these movements were extremely simple. Even if it was a primary school student, as long as they learned these movements separately, they would probably be learned within an hour or two. But when they were combined, the boxing was ever-changing, as though it was a natural heavenly law. It was unpredictable and its might was limitless, just like how a fist has its limits.

After memorizing the set of boxing, his heart stirred, he couldn't help but sit up on the sofa. In the living room, he slowly started to practice the set of boxing according to the Daoist's posture.

Following the circulation of the boxing, his mind gradually immersed itself into the state of mind where the old Daoist first practiced his martial arts. Unconsciously, the zhenqi in his body started to stir, and when he reached the fifth form of the boxing, he felt a throbbing at the Spring of Earth at the bottom of his left foot, and then he felt a cool air flowing in from the Death Acupuncture Point, coiling around his ankle, and then flowing through his veins.

Following the circulation of the air current, he began to feel that the circulation of the air current in his meridians was very smooth and comfortable, but gradually, when he reached the tenth form, he suddenly discovered that if he followed the movements of that old Daoist, it would make him very uncomfortable, and the air current in his meridians also began to become chaotic, as if it was about to go berserk in the past. Only when his body followed a certain trajectory would he feel comfortable.

As he did not know what was going on, Lin Jin hurriedly stopped, afraid that he would get caught in the fire for no reason.

As his movements came to a halt, the stream of energy that was circulating within his body disappeared without a trace, leaving him baffled.

What he did not know was that the boxing that the old Daoist was fighting was actually not the usual boxing that was passed down throughout the world. Using the Dao of nature he had comprehended as the basis of the Dao of thunder and the Dao of heaven and earth, he created eighty-one moves based on the nine principles. It was the same as the eighty-one chapters of Laozi's Classic of Virtue.

The concept of implication was also the concept of the old way. If Lin Jin were to bring it out, although its power would be great, in the end, it would only be borrowing another's dao, and would be a lower grade. Therefore, when he was learning this set of boxing from the calabash, he had an uncomfortable feeling.

However, with Lin Jin's current level of cultivation, borrowing the Fist Intent from the old Way of the boxing to comprehend his own dao was the best.

Just as he was about to think about the reasoning behind it, a pulse suddenly came out from the center of his palm. After that set of boxing, he thought that there was a problem and was about to check it.

However, just as he was about to focus his attention on his palm, he saw a faint white light continuously tremble on his palm. Then, it jumped out of his palm and floated in the air.

Lin Jin was shocked, and thought: What is this?

The white ball of light spun and transformed into a twelve or thirteen year old girl in white. She had long black hair that faintly appeared, and her pair of misty eyes were wide open as she stood in the air.

Seeing this, Lin Jin immediately realised that she was the ghost girl that he had taken from Du Qingqing's cousin in the morning.

But, didn't he use pure yang energy to wrap her up? Logically speaking, with her weak yin qi, they should have long been melted by her own Pure Yang zhenqi. Otherwise, how could he have received her memories? However, looking at her now, not only did she not seem to be injured at all, but her pale white face had a hint of ruddiness to it. On the contrary, it seemed as if she had received a huge amount of nourishment.

"Big brother …" Can you take me home? " Without waiting for him to understand, nymph's clear yet seemingly timid voice suddenly came out from the room.

Seeing her faintly discernible figure, Lin Jin secretly activated his zhenqi s. He carefully guarded himself and did not answer her.

"Big brother …" You can... Take me home? I miss home. "Sob, sob …" nymph's voice sounded once again, but this time, there were tears in his eyes, as if he was a lost child, helpless and afraid.

Never had he heard of this kind of kid who could survive under the protection of a Supreme Yang Qi. Wrapped in a layer of zhenqi on his right hand, Lin Jin carefully touched her direction, wanting to find out her nature.

Seeing the palm he extended towards her, nymph's body trembled unsteadily. However, she did not avoid it in the end and allowed Lin Jin's palm to pass through her body.

Upon coming into contact with nymph's body, Lin Jin was shocked yet again.

When his zhenqi made contact with nymph's body, after careful investigation with his mind, he discovered that the spirit energy composition of nymph's body was actually more or less similar to his own. Although it was weak, there was no doubt that it was the spirit energy unique to her body, making him feel as if they were a mixture of water and milk.

But at the same time, there was also an extremely feminine spiritual energy that was completely opposite to his spiritual energy. However, on this nymph's body, these two spiritual energies of completely opposite nature blended together without any barrier.

What was going on?