Through the two veins of Ren Du, the majestic true qi in the body is like the Yangtze River flowing endlessly, Ling Muyun suddenly seemed to see a piece of light in front of him, only to feel that his limbs and bones were full of qi, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, and a long howl blurted out, shaking the house and spreading out.

It turns out that when a person's internal skills have reached a certain level, they will often make a loud noise unconsciously. At the time of the Ming Dynasty, the great Confucian king Yang Ming was practicing in the barracks in the middle of the night, and suddenly roared loudly, and the whole army was shocked, which is a clearly recorded thing in history. At this time, Ling Muyun's situation was like this, the internal force was everywhere, and he only felt that the breath in his body was sufficient and uncontrollable, and he was not angry.

Ling Muyun's long roar didn't matter, the sound was like a dragon's roar, a tiger's roar in the deep valley, teleported out far away, and it could be heard clearly within a radius of more than ten miles, and for a while, the entire mansion was alarmed, and the people who had already rested got up one after another, wanting to see what was going on. Because the general number of the Fuwei Dart Bureau is divided into two parts, the inner house is where the Ling family lives, in addition to the relatives of the Ling family, there are also twenty or thirty servants who are waiting. The outer courtyard is the headquarters of the dart bureau, and there are always dozens of dart masters on duty here, so there are nearly 100 people living in the general number of the entire Fuwei dart bureau. There was a sudden uproar in the originally quiet dart game!

However, the first to react was the Ling family who was close to the water, as soon as the whistle started, Ling Zhennan and his wife Wang Yue'e hurriedly rushed out of the house because they had not yet fallen asleep, and when they arrived in the courtyard, they found that there was already a white-faced bearded old man standing in the courtyard, who was Ling Fang, the housekeeper of the Ling Mansion. Seeing Ling Fang, Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue'e were not surprised at all, and Ling Zhennan hurriedly asked, "Brother Fang, what's going on, who is exhaling and howling?" ”

Ling Zhennan, as a child of a martial arts family, although his own martial arts are not very good, he still has some knowledge, as soon as he heard this voice, he knew that someone had cultivated his internal qi to a very high level, and he didn't realize that he made a long roar to soothe and fill his internal qi. Generally speaking, this kind of situation only occurs when there is a sudden major advance in internal strength, and the body is unable to adapt to the sudden increase in true qi for a while, and it is not a specific manifestation of a certain realm.

However, if this happens, at least it must be a person who has practiced internal strength and entered the house, such an internal strength cultivation is still out of reach even for Ling Zhennan himself, and no one else in the mansion has this condition, but this small voice sounded in the inner house of Ling Mansion, how could it not make Ling Zhennan suspicious?

As Ling Zhennan's question came out, Wang Yue'e also cast her eyes on Ling Fang's body. Married into the Ling family for so many years, she naturally knows about the affairs of the Ling family, she knows that don't look at her husband Ling Zhennan is both the head of the Ling family and the head of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, in fact, the real master of the Ling family is not him at all, but the white-faced and beardless housekeeper Ling Fang in front of her, if it weren't for Ling Fang's loyal efforts for the Ling family all these years, the brand of the Fuwei Dart Bureau would have fallen long ago. Therefore, although Ling Fang was only a servant of the Ling family in name, many times their husband and wife had to ask for Ling Fang's opinion.

Seeing Ling Fang's strange expression, he said: "Master, madam, if the old slave heard correctly, this sound came from the young master's room, and this should be the whistle made by the young master." ”

"Brother Fang, you said it's Yun'er? How is this possible! ”

Ling Zhennan's first reaction after listening to Ling Fang's words was to shake his head again and again, how could this be possible, didn't he know about his own son? The swordsmanship is okay, but in terms of internal strength, it can only be said that it has only touched a little bit of skin, and I am afraid that it is not even a fourth or fifth rate on the rivers and lakes, how can it be possible to make such a full of whistling sound?

"Brother Nan, I guess it's really Yun'er, you listen to this voice, who else can it be if it's not Yun'er?"

In fact, it is Wang Yue, who is a mother, who is more familiar with her son, when she first heard the whistle, Wang Yue'e actually heard that this seemed to be her son Ling Muyun's timbre, but she also felt that her son's internal strength was shallow, and it was impossible to make such an agitated howl, so she only thought that she had heard it wrong. But now that Ling Fang said the same, Wang Yue'e had confidence in her previous judgment.

"Could it be really Yun'er?" Ling Zhennan heard Ling Fang and his wife say this, and he also muttered in his heart, and listened carefully, this long howling voice was indeed very similar to his son's timbre, and he couldn't help but be surprised and happy in his heart: "Yun'er, when did his internal strength become so deep?" Could it be that there is really an epiphany taught by a god and a man?! ”

The reason why Ling Zhennan said this is because in folklore, there are indeed examples of ordinary people, and later they were taught in dreams by the favor of gods, and as a result, they once had an epiphany of martial arts and became a peerless master. However, these are only legends, and no one knows whether they are true or not. However, most of the people in the rivers and lakes scoff at this kind of legend, believing that these so-called legends are just arranged by those storytellers in order to satisfy the fantasy psychology of those small people who want to ascend to the sky in one step, and they cannot exist at all in reality. Martial arts have always needed a little bit of practice and sharpening, how can they reach the sky in one step?

Originally, Ling Zhennan, like most people in the rivers and lakes, had always listened to such legends as jokes and didn't believe them at all. But now he was a little unsure, otherwise how could he explain that his son would suddenly have such a profound internal strength? This doesn't make sense! He couldn't think of anything else that could explain it other than the legendary god-man who taught him an epiphany.

At this moment, I heard a sound of footsteps from all around, but the maids who were waiting in the inner house also came out to check at this time, and then there was a noisy sound outside the courtyard, and then a rough voice came from the door of the inner house: "Chief dart, what's wrong?" Do you need your brothers? ”

Ling Zhennan heard that the person who spoke was Shi Darttou, who was on duty at night in the outer house, and it was estimated that he heard the movement and led people to come to check, but because the inner house was the place where the Ling family's relatives lived, it was inconvenient to go straight, so he asked out loud.

Ling Fang suddenly said to Ling Zhennan: "Master, there is no doubt that it is indeed the young master who is roaring, although I don't know why the young master suddenly made great progress in martial arts, but the less people know about this matter, the better, you must know that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it!" ”

Ling Zhennan's heart was shocked, he nodded to Ling Fang, and then shouted outside the inner mansion: "It's nothing, Shi Darttou, you take everyone back to rest!" ”

"Yes, Chief."

Shi Darthead agreed, and a sound of footsteps went away, obviously those dart masters and executioners had obeyed the order to go back to the room, as for whether they really obeyed the order to go back to sleep, or secretly muttered, I don't know.

Immediately, Ling Zhennan ordered the servants who came out to check the movement to also go back to their rooms to sleep, and then came to the courtyard where Ling Muyun lived alone with his wife and Ling Fang. Because they were afraid of disturbing Ling Muyun, the three of them did not enter the house, but just stood outside the house, on the one hand, they were eager to know the specific situation of Ling Muyun, and on the other hand, they also brought Ling Muyun to protect the Fa.

Ling Muyun's longitudinal roar spread for more than ten miles, and half of Jinghai County heard it, and ordinary people didn't understand what Xuan Ao didn't think, but they were just curious about who was shouting here in the middle of the night, making people sleep restlessly, and inevitably scolding a few hurtful words such as "lack of virtue ghosts" and "calling souls". But those practitioners who understand the way in this are a little shocked, I don't know which master of the inner family is practicing qi in the middle of the night and howling, and if you listen carefully, you can only hear that the whistle is coming from the west of the city, but there are many homes in the west of the city, and it is extremely difficult to find out the specific location of the sound source.

This howling sound lasted for two or three quarters of an hour before it gradually fell silent, and the martial arts practitioners who heard the howling sound were all secretly frightened by the profound internal strength of the people who howled. Ling Zhennan, Wang Yue'e, and Ling Fang couldn't help but look at each other, surprised and delighted, they really couldn't imagine why Ling Muyun's internal strength was suddenly profound.

After another moment, the whistling died down completely. Just when Ling Zhennan and the other three were hesitating whether to enter the house to take a look, Ling Muyun's slightly tired voice came from inside the house: "Dad, mother, Uncle Fang, is it you?" ”

"It's us, Yun'er, how are you? Nothing, right? Wang Yue'e hurriedly asked. Although she was also pleasantly surprised by her son's sudden internal strength, as a mother, she was more worried about whether this sudden change would damage her son or have any bad impact, for her, her son's safety is actually more important than anything else.

"Mother, I'm fine, but I'm a little tired, I know you must be very strange now, I'll tell you tomorrow, okay?"

Wang Yue'e heard the tiredness in her son's tone, and said uneasily: "Son, are you really okay?" Don't lie to your mother! ”

"Mother, I'm really fine, I'm just a little tired, I'll explain this to you in detail tomorrow, okay?" Ling Muyun's tired voice came out of the room again.

Ling Zhennan pondered a little, and said to his wife: "Yue'e, it seems that Yun'er is tired, let's let him rest, it's not too late to come and see him tomorrow." ”

Wang Yue'e nodded, then turned her head to the middle of the house and said, "Yun'er, you can rest first, let's go first, and come to see you tomorrow morning." ”

At that moment, Ling Zhennan and the other three left the courtyard.