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Drip, drip. A crystal drop of dew slid down from the branch and dripped onto Shi Ling's face, which was filled with fatigue. Shi Ling narrowed his eyes and opened them.

This scene immediately roused Shi Ling from his stupor. He looked around and was stupefied. He was thinking, wasn't I in the same lake as before? Why did he come here all of a sudden?

As Shi Ling was still thinking, he felt his body suddenly sink down. He lowered his head to look, and found himself sitting on a branch that grew on top of a cliff. The branch seemed to be slowly bending down because it could not withstand his weight.

Shi Ling's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the roots of the branches. As he looked at the cracks on the roots, his eyelids twitched as he muttered to himself, "Damn it."

The next moment, with a light crack, the branch broke and Shi Ling plummeted to the ground.

However, before Shi Ling could even cry out in pain, he had already fallen onto a huge, shattered rock.

Shi Ling stood up, and looked around before raising his head to look at the spot where the branches had snapped off. He saw that it was only four to five meters above the ground. He was so frightened that his face turned pale.

At that moment, he was under a cliff. From his position, he could not see the top of the cliff because the cliff was way too high.

Although it had already cracked open, Shi Ling could still see that it was the stone that had attacked Long Yang and him earlier. Judging from the scene in front of him, after he had been struck by the rock, he had fallen off the cliff. However, he had only managed to survive after being caught by a branch growing on top of the cliff in the middle of the process.

However, what made Shi Ling curious was what had happened to the lake and the strange fishing Abel.

"Could it be that everything that happened before was just a dream?"

As Shi Ling asked this question, he pinched his face again. After feeling the intense pain, he was sure he was awake.

He shook his head with a bitter smile. However, at this moment, Shi Ling sensed the dense Spiritual Aura within this place.

This feeling was too familiar, causing him to almost forget about it. When he was still an official disciple of the sect, he had used this feeling to sense the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth in the outside world and infuse it into his body. Later on, after his cultivation was crippled, this feeling never appeared again.

He looked around him, trying his best to remain calm as he sat down cross-legged on the spot. First, he took a deep breath, then, following the cultivation method he had used previously, he began to channel the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth into his body.

The spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth started to gather around Shi Ling's body. Shi Ling swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a little nervous, and a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead. He wanted to absorb the spiritual energy into his body, but he was worried that it would be the same as before, as the spiritual energy would always be lingering around his body, unable to be absorbed.

In the next moment, Shi Ling felt an extremely comfortable energy flowing into his body, and then it instantly spread to his limbs and bones. Immediately, his eyes opened, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face; he was actually able to absorb the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth. This also meant that from today onwards, he would no longer be a cripple, and could cultivate just like before.

"Hahahaha!"

This kind of feeling that he had not felt in a long time made him crazy. From the time he had entered the Spirit Sword Sect at the age of fifteen, he had been crippled by the number one heaven's pride expert, and now, two years had passed. In these two years, he had gotten used to watching people's hearts turn cold and warm, his attitude was extremely cold, and he had suffered all kinds of humiliation.

In these two years, even in his dreams, he had been thinking of this moment. He had tried countless ways to recover his strength, but it was all to no avail. Until today, this fortuitous encounter had allowed him to regain his cultivation and once again step into the world of cultivation.

However, when he thought of this, his expression suddenly froze. In front of him was a white-haired old man wearing a pure white daoist robe. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand, giving off a very transcendent feeling.

Shi Ling's pupils constricted. He had seen that old man before. He was the same fishing uncle who appeared in his dreams before.

Without any hesitation, Shi Ling ran towards the old man. At this moment, he finally understood why he wasn't dead even after falling from such a high cliff, and why he could once again step onto the road of cultivation.

At this moment, Shi Ling looked at the smiling old man. The old man turned around and left. At this moment, Shi Ling hastened his steps, intending to catch up to the old man.

However, Shi Ling could not catch up to him no matter how hard he tried. Shi Ling could not help but shout out, "Senior, please wait."

However, the old man paid no heed to Shi Ling's words. He continued walking forward leisurely, and the distance between him and Shi Ling was getting further and further apart.

At this moment, the old man was no longer in sight. Shi Ling started searching around, and he could see that the old man seemed to be within the forest, smiling at him, but he was still unable to find him.

Not long after, the old man completely disappeared, and Shi Ling also stopped in his tracks. Looking at the empty forest, he panted heavily, and then immediately, bent his knees, and kneeled down with a thump. He shouted towards the depths of the forest: "Senior! "Thank you!"

With that, he kowtowed three times on the ground. His voice echoed through the forest, but there was no response.

After a long while, he stood up and looked around him, his expression calm. He did not know if the senior who had helped him would be able to hear his words, but if he could, he would like to thank him in front of him, even if these two words meant nothing to him.

At that moment, Shi Ling lowered his head and looked at his right index finger. At that moment, there was a silver-white ring on his finger. Shi Ling lifted his hand and looked at the ring.

"From today onwards, my other name will be 'Shi, Jing, Tian'!" Shi Ling muttered to himself.

As soon as he finished, Shi Ling clenched his fists tightly, and his gaze turned cold and profound.

"..."

The sky gradually darkened and a drizzle began to fall from the sky. The tinkling sounds of spring water began to play a wonderful tune in the forest. One could even hear the faint chirping of insects.

At this moment, Shi Ling was sitting cross-legged in a cave. A bonfire lit up the cave in front of him.

Strands of thin Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth slowly flowed into Shi Ling's body, spreading to his limbs. Not long later, a blackish, foul-smelling stench seeped out from Shi Ling's body.

At this moment, Shi Ling was using his spiritual energy to wash the impurities from his body. With his previous cultivation experience, Shi Ling knew that only by reaching the purest state in his body would he be able to guarantee that the spiritual energy would remain pure once it had been converted into mana.

Shi Ling's hand seals changed and stopped at another seal, causing the Spiritual Qi in his abdomen to swirl around him. Eventually, it formed a small whirlpool, formed by the Spiritual Qi.

Shi Ling opened his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his face. Spiritual energy swirled around him, and this was the first threshold for cultivators to step into the cultivation world.

"Incorporate the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth into the body, and from then on, change one's physique. It becomes difficult to catch a cold, and one becomes ill."

Although his strength had not increased, it would form a good foundation for future cultivation.

In the flames, he saw the scene of the past, the scene of him being defeated by the number one genius of the Spirit Sword Sect in one move. He muttered to himself, "The next time the sect entrance examination is going to be held, I will definitely participate. When that time comes, I will step into the outer sect once more, and the next time I see you, I will definitely behead you."

After which, he stood up and walked out of the cave. When he saw that the rain had stopped outside of the cave, he made a sword gesture with his fingers and began to dance outside.

He twisted his body. Sometimes he would suddenly turn around and then push upwards. His movements were as fast as lightning.

At this moment, the sword technique Shi Ling was using was the same as the basic sword technique that the Spirit Sword Sect disciples were cultivating in the beginning. At this moment, the sword technique Shi Ling was using was the same as the basic sword technique that the Spirit Sword Sect disciples were cultivating in the beginning.

Following that, Shi Ling's sword danced, and all the spiritual energy in the surroundings flowed into his body. At this moment, Shi Ling was very clear on his own shortcomings.

In his body, the spirit vein he possessed was a moon spirit vein. By cultivating through the moon spirit vein, his strength would increase the slowest. In the Spirit Sword Sect, the minimum requirement to recruit disciples was to have a moon spirit vein.

Now that Shi Ling had such a spirit vein, he could naturally regain his status as a sect disciple. However, he needed to participate in the competition to enter the outer sect. Only then would he be able to enter the sect from service and enjoy the protection provided by the sect.

At the same time, Shi Ling also knew how difficult it was for him to get a placing in the examination for disciples. At the same time, he also knew how difficult it was for him to get a placing in the examination for disciples.

At this moment, if Shi Ling wanted to seek revenge for Guang Haoran, he would definitely need to participate in the examinations. However, if he wanted to get a good ranking, it was extremely difficult. Therefore, he needed to improve his strength as soon as possible.

A loud whistling sound could be heard as Shi Ling's sword pointed a finger at a large tree. With a light "pa" sound, the surface of the tree was punctured by Shi Ling's sword finger. The entire tree began to shake, and leaves began to fall from the branches.

He was very dissatisfied with his current power level. In a short period of time, if he wanted to raise his power, he would have to spend money to purchase a large amount of cultivation resources to help him improve, or else he would have to raise his spirit vein to the sun realm. Other than that, there was no other way.

It would be even more impossible to think of a way to let his spirit vein reach the sun realm. First of all, his spirit vein would not be able to evolve, so he could only choose to open the second spirit vein. However, opening the second spirit vein also required the support of cultivation resources.

Shi Ling's face immediately fell. At this moment, he really felt that he was short on money. He couldn't possibly ask someone to lend him some money, could he? But who could he find?

At this moment, a beautiful image suddenly flashed across Shi Ling's mind. The corner of his mouth twitched. He couldn't be asked to find that cold beauty, right?

Thinking of his fiancee, Shi Ling felt a toothache in his heart, and recalled the scene when she forced him to marry her. Thinking of his fiancee, Shi Ling felt a toothache in his heart, and thought back to the scene when she forced him to marry her.

However, at this moment, a soft, soft voice entered Shi Ling's ears. Currently, Shi Ling, who was at the first level of the Body Refinement Realm, had much sharper senses than before, and that sound naturally couldn't escape from Shi Ling's ears. At this moment, Shi Ling turned around and saw that not far behind him, the ground had started to wiggle as if something was crawling and twisting underground.

"Snake!"

Shi Ling's pupils constricted. He could not help but retreat, staring blankly at the python that was approaching him.

As he was thinking about what he should do, he saw the creature under the ground suddenly raise its head and open its bloody maw towards Shi Ling.

Only then did Shi Ling notice that the python was almost half a hundred meters long. Its body, which was as thick as a water tank, squirmed as it inched closer and closer to Shi Ling.

Shi Ling couldn't help but swallow his saliva. If Long Yang was here, he would have definitely recognized what this was.

A strange snake that hides in the depths of the forest. It devours biogas all year round and suffers from acute poison. Its venomous teeth are almost five inches long. If it bites it, it will most likely die.

Shi Ling stared blankly at the Poison Imprint Python, cursing in his heart as why did he run into this beast here. Without thinking too much, he immediately fled towards the distance. However, the Poison Imprint Python seemed to have gone crazy as it bit towards Shi Ling.

Shi Ling jumped left and right. Several times, he was almost bitten by the beast. When the venomous python passed by him, Shi Ling pointed his sword-like finger at the animal's skin and sliced it.

Sssii, Shi Ling's fingers felt as if they were on fire. The skin of the Poison Imprint Python was harder than he had expected, and this did not cause any damage to it. However, it was enraged, and immediately bit back.

Shi Ling didn't have any time to react before he was bitten by the water vat sized head.

Fortunately, Shi Ling was not completely powerless. With the power of a raging bull, he was able to forcefully lift up both sides of the venomous python's mouth. Shi Ling stood up from the snake's mouth with both hands raised, as if he wanted to blow the snake's mouth off.

On top of that, it was a Vicious Beast in its own right, and in terms of brute strength, it was extremely difficult for Shi Ling to fight against it. Immediately, Shi Ling's body started to bend, and at the same time, the Poison Seal Python even brought Shi Ling along with it as it frantically tried to roll in all directions.

At the same time, Shi Ling, who was in the middle of the snake's mouth, suddenly felt a poisonous gas approaching him. At the same time, Shi Ling, who was in the middle of the snake's mouth, suddenly felt a poisonous gas approaching him.

Even the skin on Shi Ling's body started bleeding. Shi Ling gritted his teeth as he endured the pain. Right now, he had to think of a way to escape from its mouth as soon as possible.

At that moment, Shi Ling let out a loud roar, and used all his strength to force open the mouth of the Poison Ink Python. At that moment, Shi Ling wanted to use the mouth of the Poison Ink Python to allow himself to escape in an instant.

However, before Shi Ling could even exert his full strength, a thick layer of saliva suddenly formed on the tongue beneath his feet. He felt his feet slip, and in the next moment, Shi Ling slid into its stomach through the mouth of the Poison Imprint Python.

The Poison Imprint Python actually swallowed Shi Ling just like that with a soft thud. Its bright red tongue even licked the side of its lips, revealing an appearance of endless aftertaste.