Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Ling Yun is not a heartless person, and what he cultivates is not the way of heartlessness.

What he cultivates is the way of heart, and he only acts according to his own heart.

As far as his heart is concerned, Ling Yun doesn't even pay attention to the ruthlessness of heaven, let alone those worldly eyes?

Murong Feixue left Qingshui City at the beginning of July and flew to Hong Kong Island to attend an international jewelry exchange meeting. Since then, she has never returned to the mainland.

Therefore, ever since Ling Yun sent Murong Feixue away, the two of them have never seen each other again, and never even contacted each other.

Murong Feixue's heart is very high, this point, of course, Ling Yun is clear, but this is not the reason for the two not being in touch.

The fundamental reason is that Ling Yun is too busy. Apart from the successive battles and occasional breaks, he has to race against time, practice day and night, and improve his realm. For this reason, Ling Yun has even put his own The mobile phone is thrown in the space ring, and it is rarely used unless necessary.

Murong Feixue called him several times, but she heard that he was not in the service area, so she stopped calling.

After all, although Murong Feixue couldn't get in touch with Ling Yun, she called her grandfather Murong Wenshi every now and then. Through Murong Wenshi, she could always keep abreast of Ling Yun's situation and relieve some of her thoughts.

However, Ling Yun's failure to contact Murong Feixue doesn't mean that Ling Yun has forgotten Murong Feixue. It is impossible and impossible for him to forget.

Because the two of them are still close to the last step, they already have a physical relationship, and Murong Feixue has already given Ling Yun her token of love, the Celestial Seal passed down from generation to generation in the family.

Tianxi, which is now Wang Yin.

The Human King Seal is now one of Ling Yun's usual battle treasures, and its power has been increasing with the improvement of Ling Yun's realm, and it has never disappointed Ling Yun.

Naturally, Ling Yun couldn't forget such affection with the magic weapon of war that he carried with him.

Long before Ling Yun left Beijing for Nanyang, Murong Wenshi had found him specifically. Although he didn't say it clearly, Ling Yun could hear the meaning behind what the old man said.

Murong Wenshi hoped that Ling Yun could go over to accompany Murong Feixue for a few days after finishing his work.

Ling Yun naturally knew that it was his fault, and before Murong Wenshi made it clear, he took the initiative to promise that when he came here, no matter what, he would go to Murong Feixue and stay with her for a few days.

Don't think about it, Mr. Murong must have told his granddaughter the news immediately.

Now that the He family's matter has been settled, it's time for Ling Yun to take a break from his busy schedule and go to Hong Kong Island to visit Murong Feixue.

But he didn't need to tell anyone about this, let alone Zeng Yingying.

"It's been a day and a night, Feixue should be in a hurry, right?"

Thinking of this, a trace of guilt flashed in Ling Yun's heart, and he raised his hand to grab the king's seal, and looked at it carefully.

"What a magic weapon!"

Needless to say, the hard defense of the Renwang Seal, and it can be transformed into a size according to the mind. After being enlarged, it is as heavy as a mountain, and when it is shrunk, it is as light as nothing!

Ling Yun is a master craftsman, so he naturally knows that treasures that can change in size at will are incredible magic weapons, because they have already involved the laws of space.

However, the only fly in the ointment of Renwangyin is that there is no space inside, it is solid, Ling Yun urges it, or it can be used as a shield, or as a brick to hit people,

No other use yet.

"The realm is not enough."

Ling Yun shook his head and smiled wryly. With a move of his divine sense, he put the seal of the human king back between his eyebrows. At the same time, he took out the silk of the Wujin demon and continued to fly his fingers to practice his handprint, so as to cultivate his spirit and develop his own brain.

"Ling Yun, what are you doing?"

When Zeng Yingying came out of the shower, she saw Ling Yun standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking into the distance, as if in a quiet trance, but his left hand was flying rapidly, constantly pulling a coil of silk thread, changing it into a variety of incredible shapes.

It's like a hand dance, but Ling Yun's movement speed is many times faster than that of ordinary people. The black silk thread turned into a phantom cloud between his fingers, and only when Ling Yun stopped occasionally, Only Zeng Yingying could see clearly.

Zeng Yingying was wrapped in a white bathrobe. She originally asked Ling Yunxing to question her, but after seeing this scene, her eyes were immediately attracted and she couldn't look away.

"Practice."

When Ling Yun heard that Zeng Yingying had come out, he turned around and said with a smile.

Zeng Yingying asked curiously: "It's just a finger dance, this...is this considered cultivation?"

"Finger dancing is just the appearance you see. In fact, what I practice is mudra. Dance is a process. When it stops at the end, the moment it takes shape is mudra."

Ling Yun didn't hide anything, and explained in detail that the movements of his hands didn't stop because of this.

"Your hand speed is good, and a silk thread was turned into a phantom by you!"

Zeng Yingying was very shocked, and said excitedly: "If you go to grab cards from others, no one can be faster than you, and neither can my father!"

She did remember, back in Qingshui City, when she met Ling Yun for the first time and competed with him in mahjong, when she was defeated in the end.

Ling Yun: "..."

She is indeed the daughter of the God of Gamblers, and she really stays true to her profession.

"How can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife?"

Ling Yun laughed and said, "Hand speed is hand speed, and handprint is handprint. They are essentially different."

Mudra is the method of printing. The hand and the brain work together perfectly. You can directly use your hands to control various aura battles between the heaven and the earth. You can command the infinite changes of the aura in the world without using magic weapons.

The most important thing is that the handprint is not only invisible, but also instantaneous, without giving the enemy a chance to react. If it can't be broken or held, there is only one dead end.

Just like last night, when Ling Yun used the dragon-binding seal, he immediately entangled Khunba, so tightly bound that he couldn't even run away.

"I don't understand what you said, but my father told me that there are various handprints in Buddhism. It is said that a real master of Buddhism can make handprints, which is very powerful."

Speaking of this, Zeng Yingying was suddenly speechless, and looked at Ling Yun seriously: "Brother, you don't really think about it, you want to learn Buddhism, right?"

Ling Yun was speechless.

He could only patiently explain: "Elder Sister, although there are countless kinds of cultivation methods, they are actually the same thing in essence. As long as you cultivate to a certain level, you will end up with the same goal in the end."

"Oh……"

Zeng Yingying seemed to understand, but it was enough for her to be sure that Ling Yun was not going to become a monk, she smiled sweetly and said, "That's good."

Immediately afterwards, she pinched her waist with her hands, stared at her beautiful eyes, and said fiercely to Ling Yun: "Grandma gave you a chance to take a bath just now, but you have started cultivating here on your own, tell me, you are not as good as a beast like this!" Do you think I'm ugly?!"

"Sister, you're gone."

Ling Yun stared straight at Zeng Yingying's chest, and kindly reminded her.

Zeng Yingying only wore a bathrobe. Although she was wearing a belt, her figure was too hot. With her hands pinching her waist, the bathrobe was stretched open, and the petals of that delicate rose had already bloomed.

Zeng Yingying looked down.

But without changing his movements, he pursed his lips and said with a smile: "What's the matter, I know you have clairvoyant eyes, and you have already seen me all over."

Zeng Yingying took a step forward: "Am I right?"

"you are wrong."

Ling Yun straightened his expression, and said solemnly: "A gentleman does not bully a dark room."

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Today is Valentine's Day, so I wrote two chapters of emotional drama, I wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day!