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Lin Qianxing slowly opened his eyes as the sunrise shined.

At this time, there were already 720 more inner elixirs in his body.

With a thought, Lin Qianxing's fingertips showed a wisp of gray-green inner energy.

This inner energy is extremely pure and condensed, and it also contains Lin Qianxing's martial arts will.

"Such a large amount of inner energy should be enough to cast the Dharma Appearance Sutra." Lin Qianxing murmured.

In fact, if he really wanted to, the internal energy he had before should be enough for him to cast the "Dharma Appearance Sutra".

But the inner energy before was not condensed enough, and even if he used the magic form, it was just an empty shell, not as powerful as his real body.

But things are different now.

Now that his inner Qi has been condensed enough, it also has the bonus of martial arts will. If he condenses the Dharma, he will have the power to destroy mountains.

Moreover, he has 720 inner elixirs. If all of them explode, his combat power will probably be no worse than that of a monk at the peak of Xuan level. I am afraid that only a Dao level monk can stabilize him.

At this time, Mo Ling had also woken up. She looked at the thin blanket on her body, and the expression on her face changed somewhat.

"Mr. Lin, you are good at everything, but you are cold-faced and warm-hearted, and you are not good at words." Mo Ling said to Lin Qianxing with a smile.

"Pack up quickly and get ready to leave." Lin Qianxing said coldly.

"I know." Mo Ling nodded happily.

A quarter of an hour later, the two were on the road again.

The two of them marched like this for three days, and Zifeng Mountain also appeared in front of Lin Qianxing.

It was a mountain as high as a thousand feet.

The whole mountain is purple, hence its name.

There is a Zifeng Temple on Zifeng Mountain, in which lives a powerful monk named Zifeng Zhenren.

Just because of the existence of this person, Zifeng Temple has become one of the top forces in Fuyao.

It is said that this Zifeng master once studied in the Yunlong Sect for a period of time, and he has some friendship with the Yunlong Sect. They have also interacted with each other over the years, and their relationship is not bad.

"Are you sure your relatives are inside Zifeng Temple?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"Of course, Aunt Zhong was my father's junior sister at the time, and she had a very close relationship with my father. I heard my father say that if some accidents hadn't happened, she would have been my mother," Mo Ling said.

Lin Qianxing glanced sideways at Mo Ling and said, "If this is the case, you may not have been born."

"Yes." Mo Ling reacted and said slightly shocked.

Lin Qianxing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, feeling amused at Mo Ling's naivety.

But his smile faded away only for a moment.

"Let's go, I'll take you on the last journey." Lin Qianxing said.

When Mo Ling heard this, her expression was a little unnatural, as if she was reluctant to give up, but she nodded immediately and said, "Yes."

Later, Lin Qianxing took Mo Ling on the mountain climbing road.

The road to Zifeng Temple was bumpy, but Lin Qianxing was fine. But halfway through, Mo Ling felt weak and said she couldn't walk.

"Mr. Lin, wait...wait for me. I really can't walk anymore," Mo Ling stopped on the mountain road and panted.

When Lin Qianxing saw this, he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I'll take you up."

"Is it really possible?" Mo Ling said in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense and hold my hand." Lin Qianxing said.

Hearing this, Mo Ling smiled and stretched out her hand, holding Lin Qianxing's palm.

With a thought in Lin Qianxing's mind, his spirit enveloped the bodies of the two of them, and they suddenly rose into the air.

"Ahhhh!!" Mo Ling exclaimed, but then she was filled with joy and said loudly: "It's so high! The scenery here is so beautiful!"

Not long after, the two figures passed through the clouds and mist and arrived in front of the gate of Zifeng Temple located at the top of Zifeng Mountain.

Lin Qianxing did not enter directly, but stopped here.

There were disciples practicing outside the mountain gate, and they were obviously shocked when they saw this scene.

Mo Ling hid behind Lin Qianxing, lowering her head and not daring to look directly at the disciple guarding the mountain. She seemed a little nervous.

"Senior, I don't know what your name is. Why are you here here?" A cleverer disciple stepped forward and said.

Lin Qianxing said: "I am Lin Kong, a true disciple of the Yunlong Sect. I came here specifically to visit Master Zifeng. I also sent a friend to visit my relatives. Please excuse me, brother."

"It turns out that he is the True Master of the Yunlong Sect. Please come with me. I will go and report it immediately." The disciple said.

After saying that, he led the way in front and led Lin Qianxing inward.

After bringing Lin Qianxing and Mo Ling to the living room, the disciple went to report to the higher-ups of Zifeng Temple.

"Mr. Lin, will you remember me?" Mo Ling suddenly said.

Lin Qianxing looked at Mo Ling and saw some complicated emotions in her eyes.

At this moment, Lin Qianxing also had some doubts about his spiritual sense.

During this period of time together, Mo Ling gave him the impression that he was just an ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

He thought that maybe there was something special about Mo Ling, maybe it was the back-up gift given by the elders that alerted his spiritual sense.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianxing was no longer so unkind and nodded to Mo Ling: "I will."

"Then will you come see me again?" Mo Ling asked.

Lin Qianxing fell into silence after hearing this.

He is a person who attaches great importance to promises. If he doesn't come, he won't come. If he agrees, he will definitely come again.

But if she comes again, the little girl may have some thoughts that she shouldn't have.

He is now preoccupied with destroying the strange things and doesn't really want to fall in love.

Moreover, this game world is so weird that he may not even be able to protect himself. When the time comes, there is no doubt that it will be another bad fate.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianxing had the idea of ​​decisively rejecting Mo Ling.

He turned to look at Mo Ling, and saw a look of expectation on her delicate face that I felt pity for. She seemed to have seen something, but she didn't want Lin Qianxing to break her dream like this.

Lin Qianxing sighed in his heart.

"It will come." Lin Qianxing smiled.

He lied, but it was a white lie.

"That's good. I'll make you my best snack then, and I'll make sure you eat it till your tongue is full." Mo Ling said with a bright smile.

Lin Qianxing nodded and said, "Then I'll be waiting."

While the two were chatting, a middle-aged woman wearing a gray robe came out. The moment she saw Mo Ling, her expression suddenly froze.

But she reacted quickly, and the next moment she said directly: "Ling'er?"

"Aunt Zhong!" Mo Ling stood up and immediately threw herself into the woman's arms, sobbing: "There is a bloody locust attack in my hometown. My father and mother are both dead."

"Alas, this world has suffered so much for you."

After the two of them finished expressing their feelings, the woman noticed Lin Qianxing.

"This is Lin Kong, Mr. Lin, who escorted me here. He is the true successor of the Yunlong Sect." Mo Ling introduced the woman.

After speaking, Mo Ling introduced Lin Qianxing: "My aunt, Zhong Muzhen, is the internal affairs elder of Zifeng Temple."

Zhong Muchhen bowed to Lin Qianxing and said, "It turns out that she is a disciple of the Yunlong Sect. I would like to thank Lin Zhenchuan for his hard work in escorting my niece here."

"Elder Zhong is too polite." Lin Qianxing said.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Zhong Muchhen got to the point directly.

"I heard from my disciples that Lin Zhenzhen came here to visit Zifeng Zhenren?" Zhong Muchhen asked.

"That's what I meant." Lin Qianxing said.

It was difficult to get this place, so naturally he wanted to meet the top monk in Fuyao and learn from him.

"It's a little unlucky." Zhong Muzhen said.

"Master Zifeng isn't here?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"Not long ago, Master Zifeng announced that he was going to travel down the mountain. I'm afraid he will have to wait for ten and a half months before he can come back." After Zhong Muchhen explained, he suggested: "If Master Lin doesn't mind, you might as well stay at Zifeng for a while and wait. Real person returns?"

Lin Qianxing thought that ten days and a half month was not a long time, so he nodded and said, "Then I'm sorry."

When she heard that Lin Qianxing was going to stay here for a while, Mo Ling's face showed obvious joy.

Lin Qianxing shook his head secretly, feeling speechless about this.

But he made up his mind and would never mess around with women.

So no matter how enthusiastic Mo Ling was later, he had to restrain himself and not react in any way.

Immediately, Lin Qianxing moved in under Zhong Muchhen's arrangement.

Mo Ling was as enthusiastic as Lin Qianxing had guessed.

Either bring food to Lin Qianxing, or bring him fruits, or simply make snacks or something.

He even sent him the Zifeng Temple practice method that Zhong Muzhen taught her, saying it well, and asked Lin Qianxing to teach her how to practice it.

Lin Qianxing was really overwhelmed by her series of punches.

But after much hesitation, he still didn't dare to think about it further.

Soon, Lin Qianxing had been watching at Zifeng for ten days.

He heard from Zhong Muchhen that he had received a message from Master Zifeng, saying that he would be back in two days.

Lin Qianxing was satisfied with this. He could leave after seeing Zifeng in two more days.

As for Mo Ling, he really didn't dare to accept that little girl's affection.

That night, Lin Qianxing returned from the Sutra Collection Pavilion of Zifeng Temple and passed by the main hall of Zifeng Temple.

He suddenly remembered that he had been here for so long, and it seemed that he had never visited the main hall of Zifeng Temple.

Driven by curiosity, he stepped inside.

The main hall of Zifeng Temple is not closed. Inside, a god is enshrined.

That is the statue of the [Oriental Purple Heavenly Lord], and she is the one who was visualized by the spiritual master of Zifeng Temple.

Mo Ling had also shown him the "Illustrated Visualization of the Oriental Purple Heavenly Lord" before.

If the monks at Zifeng Temple knew that Mo Ling had shown the core secret method to outsiders, Mo Ling would probably be unable to survive.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Qianxing discovered that there was a portrait under the statue. This should be the portrait of the founder of Zifeng Temple.

That is the portrait of Zifeng Zhenren.

Lin Qianxing's attention fell on the portrait, and he was a little stunned.

She is dressed in purple clothes, with three thousand black hair falling down, her face is youthful and beautiful, and her eyes are full of confidence.

What a divine person.

However, what stunned Lin Qianxing was not this, but that this Zifeng master was exactly the same as Mo Ling except for his posture and expression.

Suddenly, Lin Qianxing felt something strange behind him.

He suddenly turned around and saw Mo Ling, wearing purple clothes and bare feet, slowly stepping into the hall under the light of the blood moon, her black hair scattered.

The moment their eyes met, Mo Ling said with a smile: "I wanted to hide it for a while, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Young Master Lin so soon."

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