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He sighed lightly in his heart. Martial King, it's not far, it's not far. Even with his cultivation speed, without any great fortuitous encounters, it would still take him two to three years.

For others, this speed was already unattainable, but for him, it was still not enough.

He had to raise his strength as fast as possible without damaging his foundation.

His consciousness gradually sank into cultivation. All things did not linger on his mind as he entered a deep level of cultivation.

In his body, other than the 108 acupuncture points, there were 12 sparkling white meridians that were incomparably dazzling.

Eight of them were covered with obscure, ancient magical symbols that looked like special symbols. They were alluring and seemed to be in harmony with the great Dao itself. Some were bright, some were destructive, and some were as thick as dirt.

The twelve strange translucent white meridians were the twelve meridians that a warrior displayed when he had reached the consummate stage of martial arts.

Lingyun's eight strange runes were the exact same ones that he had opened up in his previous life. No, to be exact, the runes on them were the ones that he had comprehended from his previous life, and they were the Laws of the Heavenly Dao.

He only needed to wait for his cultivation to reach a certain level and finally break through to the next level. Then, he would be able to smoothly grasp the three Heavenly Dao Laws of Light, Destruction, and Deep Earth. He didn't need to spend a long time like the others to comprehend and familiarize himself with them.

Time slowly passed. When Lingyun finished his cultivation and opened his eyes, it was already night.

Looking over, Lin Xie and the rest were all seated in front of him with their eyes closed. No matter how hard they tried during the day, none of them went to rest.

The wings on his nose flapped as a faint fragrance entered his nostrils, and strands of her black hair floated in front of his eyes under the blowing cold wind. She tilted her head and a delicate face appeared before his eyes.

"This girl." Ling Yun shook his head as he smiled bitterly. He fell asleep while leaning on him, he was not on guard at all!

"Good luck with women!" No wonder you haven't returned to the Duke Palaces in ten days or half a month! " A somewhat eerie voice entered Ling Yun's ears.

Ling Yun tilted his head and looked over, only to see Qin Feng staring at him in envy, "You're jealous? Or is it jealousy? "

Qin Feng's mouth twitched, and snorted. He stared at Ling Yun, who had a complacent expression, and said unhappily: "Be careful, I'll tell Xiao Yue'er that you're not here to cultivate, but to find a chance to be alone with Ling'er, and to cultivate your relationship with her."

If he were to say it like that, even if he did not have the heart to do so, he would not be able to explain himself. Qin Yinyue's anger at him was secondary, but that girl would definitely come to the Purple Bamboo Manor.

Qin Feng raised his head like a proud rooster that had won a battle and wanted to cry out loud.

"Alright, alright, alright. You've won." Ling Yun stared at him speechlessly, and waved his hand at Lin Xie and the rest who had already opened their eyes: "All of you go rest! Although raising your cultivation is important, you still have to work hard and work hard together. "

"Yes sir!" Lin Xie and the rest responded as they nodded their heads and quietly retreated.

"Brother, where should I sleep tonight?" Lin Xie and the rest disappeared into the Purple Bamboo Forest. Qin Feng's eyes darted around, his face raised, and he said with a fawning expression.

The meaning was obvious.

Lingyun glanced at him, laughing in his heart, but pretended to be strange as he asked: "Your house isn't completed yet?"