At this time, the twilight rises, the night falls, under the darkness, a bright moon hangs on it, there are no stars tonight, the halo of light on the horizon is scattered, a little bit gradually rises, wandering on the top of the mountain.

Reflecting the dark shadow of the two sitting on the ground, the night after autumn, the cold wind is not urgent, but faintly like a knife, cold and wanton. Lin Qian took a breath of cold air, and his eyebrows revealed a solemn look that he had never seen before.

After tonight, everything will change, Lin Qian, who was already desperate for martial arts, at this moment, has rekindled his fierce heart, and all of this is thanks to Lin Ning.

The night is cold, enough to three watches, when the moon is in the middle of the sky, the top of the mountain, it becomes a little brighter.

Under the moonlight, Lin Ning's eyes were like pearls, he withdrew his aura, stood up and said coldly: "I have already helped you refine the aura in your body, but the aura is deep in the marrow, and it is deeply rooted, and for a while, it cannot be completely refined, as long as you keep your promise in the future, I will help you recover your peak." ”

Listening to Lin Ning's words, Lin Qian felt the force in his body that was filled again, and the power of the dantian was gradually embraced, he nodded ecstatically, "Don't worry, I, Lin Qian, will never break my word, Xuan'er, you can rest assured that you will leave it to me, she will be fine." He said, but he was waving his fist.

Lin Ning saw that he was practicing by himself, but a strange color flashed in his eyes, when he helped him refine the aura, he did some tricks and feet in Lin Qian's body, and he deposited the little aura that was not refined into Lin Qian's dantian.

Just in case, there is a promise today, an oath, maybe tomorrow he will change the hexagram, Xuan'er handed it over to him, Lin Ning is also helpless, so the necessary means are still necessary.

As long as Lin Qian has evil thoughts in the future, he doesn't mind detonating the residual aura in his body, and for the current Lin Ning, it is no longer a problem to do this.

After practicing for half an hour, Lin Qiancai still retracted his moves, and he let out a long breath, which seemed to dissipate the haze that had been in place for many days.

"Lin Ning, thank you." Lin Qian said this, but from the bottom of his heart, he knew that it was useless to say anything at the moment, just a thank you was worth a thousand words.

Lin Ning saw that his eyes were sincere, and he just smiled indifferently, "It's not about thank you or not, between us, it's just using each other, it's better for you to think clearly, otherwise, if you cross the bottom limit, it's not good." ”

Hearing this, there was a sense of caution, and Lin Qian had no choice but to touch his nose, feeling very embarrassed, but he very much agreed with what Lin Ning said. I and him are indeed helping each other.

Lin Ning handed over his loved ones to him, and at the same time could help him recover his strength, both back and forth. Under this time, he naturally knew what the bottom limit was that Lin Ning was talking about.

"Now, even if the force has recovered a little, it is still unrealistic to see the coming-of-age ceremony and win, Lin Yuan's martial arts strength is soaring day by day, and I naturally can't beat him, so I still have to ask you for this matter." He shook his head helplessly and groaned.

"This matter will be discussed at that time." Lin Ning was silent for a while before he said this, he couldn't agree to Lin Qian immediately, and in the same way, he didn't refuse.

It is true that it is indeed Lin Qian's helpless move to ask Lin Ning to replace Lin Qian on the field and win the first place, but Lin Ning will not be led by the nose so casually, he has his own plans.

If you want to play, you must win not only the noble prince and grandson on the field, but also the opponent of Lin Tian, this kind of general, especially that immortal master, according to Lin Ning's calculations, even if he wins at that time, there will also be people who will make it difficult.

If you don't agree with each other, seven steps will be splattered with blood, and when the time comes, it may be a vicious battle.

Without the means to save his life, Lin Ning would never agree.

For this, Lin Qianmo did not answer, but nodded, there is such a sentence, it is enough for him, as long as he does not extinguish all his hopes, it is the greatest hope.

"Jade Flute, I will find a way to get it back from the old man's hand and return it to you, after all, it is what belongs to you." Lin Qian stood for a while, and said, but there was a trace of pity in his heart, and even more ashamed.

"If you can get it back, it's naturally best, if you can't, don't force it, obey everything, besides, since I take it out, I can naturally take it back."

Seeing that he was so confident, Lin Qian had no choice but to stop answering.

He looked at the moon in the sky, turned to the stone tablet, bowed, and said, "It's too late today, if there is nothing else to do." I'll leave for the time being, or if I don't go home for a long time, I'll make him suspicious. ”

"Hmm." Lin Ning turned his back to him and agreed lightly.

Lin Qian saw his bleak back, so he had to sigh to himself and leave the mountain.

When Lin Qian walked away, Siye was silent, Lin Ning looked at the bright moon, squinted his eyes, and talked to Lin Qian, somehow, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes, staring here.

It's just that his mind is all in the body, his consciousness wanders several times, there is nothing else, he feels that he is suspicious, and not long after Lin Qian left, this feeling appeared again.

If the first time is suspicious, then the second time is impossible.

When he released his divine sense again, he only heard some wind and leaves, and when he was cold in the mountains, there was no movement, which made Lin Ning even more puzzled, remembering that some time ago, at the foot of the southern mountains, above the bamboo forest, the demon clouds gathered and dispersed.

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between them. Since that day, a full three months have passed, and the uneasiness in my heart has never dissipated.

Not only did it not disperse, but it intensified.

This kind of uneasiness is like a ghost, which makes him restless all day long, but unfortunately in the palace, except for his own awareness, even the immortal master can't feel it, they all think that the accident that day is an accident.

Indeed, according to ordinary people, it is common sense that thunder and lightning and strong winds and rains caused the mountain to collapse and bury the landslide that day, but Lin Ning, who lives under the mountain, knows it.

In the mountains behind the bamboo forest, the rocks are made of hard stones, and there is little soft mud covering, so unless there is an earthquake, it is unreasonable to want to cause a landslide just by relying on a night of heavy rain.

Lin Ning still remembered the strange cave he saw on the mountain before leaving the bamboo forest that day, and he felt even more strange. The cave was like something had smashed it out.

Smash it out? Thinking about it this way, he seemed to have caught some important clue, if something was smashed, then everything was reasonable, but what exactly did it take to smash a mountain down?

He pondered deeply, but unintentionally, he felt a trace of wandering breath around him, this breath was extremely indifferent, if there was nothing, if he felt it carefully, it disappeared immediately, extremely ethereal.

"What is this?" He was strange, and unconsciously carried the Great Dao Mingru, his divine sense increased dramatically, and the Dao Qi came out, and it was actually under the movement of his divine thoughts, this breath was shaken away.

However, just like this, Lin Ning immediately felt that the scenery around him became clearer, and the feeling of peeping disappeared.

Feeling this, his heart beat violently, and Lin Ning immediately understood that this thing was probably the divine consciousness of a certain immortal cultivator!

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At the same time, in the cave at the foot of the southern mountain, the blue-faced Daojun, who was recuperating in his breath, suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly damaged, and his blood did not return, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Who is it?" He shouted angrily, and actually felt a familiar and dangerous aura again, "Dao Mingdu? His eyes widened in disbelief......