That night, Ling Jing fell into a deep sleep with Linglong in his arms, he was seriously injured before, he was already sleepy and tired, and talked to Linglong for a while, at first he didn't feel anything, but then he couldn't even open his eyelids, and fell asleep unconsciously. Just in my sleep, I felt as if I had stepped into the clouds alone, my body fluttering, and my mind was in chaos.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had fallen into a sea of fire, his whole body was scorching, he wanted to struggle, his hands and feet could not move, and he wanted to shout, but his throat was dry, and his throat was like a flame burning, no matter how he struggled, he could not even shout a word.

He didn't know where he was, or if it was reality or a dream, but he was like he was in a nightmare, and he couldn't help himself.

I don't know how long it took to be so confused, suddenly there was a huge suction force from under him, his body continued to sink and sink, and then it seemed to fall into the deep sea, and a wave of coldness entered the body from the surface of his body, making his body like a fire as if it had met a rain, almost making him moan out comfortably.

Stimulated by this coldness, his mind finally sobered up a little, his eyelids moved slightly, and he felt that the veins of both hands and wrists were being buckled, and two scorching true qi were each injecting his own meridians from the veins of his two hands, and then he found that not only on his hands, but also on his chest and back, there were several true qi that were constantly pouring into his body.

He was slightly surprised in his heart, but he also knew that there were masters who were healing his injuries, and there were quite a few of them, so he thought: "Could it be that Linglong invited the good hand on the Black Wood Cliff to treat my injuries specifically?" ”

But then I thought about it, the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" can absorb people's internal force, even if so many masters are on it, they may not be able to get this sword qi.

Thinking like this, it was inevitable that he was a little disappointed in his heart, and in this sudden, the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" in the dantian suddenly began to attack again, and soon it rushed into the meridians around his body, and began to fight with the true qi of those masters.

His throat was hot, and he felt that his whole body was unspeakably uncomfortable, and he just wanted to open his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, it was really like being tortured in a thousand ways, and he was tortured in a thousand ways.

Suddenly, my eyes went dark, and I fell unconscious again, and in my daze, I seemed to hear a few old voices sighing uncontrollably.

I don't know how many days have passed since I was so groggy, but I felt that every time the true qi entered the body, the body had to suffer a torture, and the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" in the body became more and more powerful, but the time for chaos became shorter and shorter.

In the confusion, he seemed to hear a few more words prompted by the system, but his mind was in chaos, he couldn't really hear it at all, his body was in unbearable pain, and he soon lost consciousness again.

In this way, every time someone comes to give him internal force. After losing his true qi this day, Ling Jing's mind was much more awake than before, and he slowly opened his eyes, and saw a face full of wrinkles, showing a gentle smile, and several old men standing behind him.

He felt that this face was so familiar, and looked at him in confusion for a while, and saw that this person had no hair on his head, burned incense scars, and was a monk, so he vaguely remembered it, and said, "Master Fang Sheng?."

He was shocked in his heart, thinking to himself, why didn't the people from Heimu Cliff save him, and where did Linglong go? For a while, my heart was full of doubts, how could the first person I saw after waking up would be Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng showed a relieved smile on his face, and said with relief: "Amitabha, Buddha bless, Shaoxia has finally woken up." He said that he seriously injured this young man with the wrong hand, and he was ashamed in his heart, and when he saw him some time ago, he saw that his complexion was extremely decayed, and he did not have the chic appearance when he first saw him, and he blamed himself in his heart.

Ling Jing's eyes moved slightly, and only then did he realize that he was in a room, with a lamp on the table like a bean, emitting a faint yellow light, and he was sleeping on the couch, covered with a quilt, and the bookshelf on one side was full of Buddhist scriptures. Several old monks and Fang Sheng were wearing the same color of monk's robes, and they all looked at themselves with gentle faces.

His heart moved slightly, and he already understood, knowing that these words must be these Shaolin Temple monks who are transporting internal force for themselves.

But how did he appear in Shaolin Temple? Where did Linglong go?

He never believed that Linglong would leave him alone, unless he died, or she would never leave him at this time.

At this time, his mind had regained his clarity, and his mind moved slightly, as if he had guessed something, and then his brows furrowed. It is impossible for Linglong to leave herself when she is at her weakest, so there is only one possibility, and she personally sent herself to the Shaolin Temple to seek healing.

He felt a little bitter in his heart, and he was also secretly worried about why he told Linglong that he needed to find a top internal strength to suppress the sword qi in his body, Shaolin Temple's "Yijin Sutra" is famous all over the world, and it is the most magical internal strength method in the world.

He regretted and blamed himself in his heart, and he could only hope that these monks from Shaolin Temple would not see Linglong's identity, otherwise she would be in danger.

"Master, where's the girl who sent me here?" Ling Jing forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and asked.

Fang Sheng smiled and said, "You have just sobered up, don't waste your mind too much, lest the injury be more recurring." I'll talk about that later. ”

Ling Jing saw that he didn't answer, his heart inevitably sank, but after seeing Fang Sheng finish speaking, he rushed out with a few other old monks, and when the last person walked out of the room, the door "creaked" shut.

In the empty room, there was no sound, only a yellow lamp, and the firelight was swaying slightly.

Ling Jing looked at that little yellow light, his face was a little cloudy, Fang Shengshi avoided answering his question, obviously there was another hidden secret, could it be that Linglong had been trapped in Shaolin Temple by them?

But Linglong's identity has always been secret, and she has known her for a long time before she saw a hint of clues, can these old monks really look at fortune-telling, and see the origin of Linglong at a glance?

He felt uneasy, lying on his back on the couch, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, his mind was full of Linglong's shadows, whether Linglong was trapped in Shaolin Temple or not, he had to find out first.

After a long time, Ling Jing took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and began to think carefully.

Shaolin Temple is a real place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, not to mention that he has been seriously injured now, even in his heyday, he does not dare to be presumptuous here.

Just the few old monks around Fang Sheng before, from the internal force they input into their bodies, it can be seen that they are definitely masters with incomparably deep internal strength, and they are only afraid that their martial arts will be above Yue Buqun.

What's more, there is still a master of Fang Zheng, one of the three great masters of the rivers and lakes, hidden in the Shaolin Temple, and I don't know that he is already a master of several heavens in artistic conception.

Thinking of this, Ling Jing couldn't help but sigh, and it was only at this time that he really felt a trace of powerlessness, thinking that in the past, he could press the Huashan faction up and down with one person and one sword, and he really felt contempt for these so-called famous factions in his heart. It's just that now that I have arrived at the Shaolin Temple, I know that I am sitting in a well and watching the sky, and this Wuyue Sword Sect is really not at the same level as the Shaolin Temple.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that with his current strength, he was afraid that it would be difficult to move an inch in the Shaolin Temple, and he wanted to explore Linglong's traces, but he didn't know how to start?

"Linglong, where the hell are you?" Ling Jing sighed distraughtly, looking at the beams on the roof, but there was no focus in his eyes.

After a long time, he struggled to roll over and sit up again, and his mind sank into the deepest depths. I remember that during the previous coma, the system had prompted something, but my mind was in a mess, so I didn't hear it clearly.

He first called up his character's surname map, and there was no change in the "character status" and "Expanding Martial Arts" columns, but then he looked at his surrounding surnames, and his face suddenly became a little abnormal.

"Character surname: root bone: 361, body method: 425, internal force: 752, Wu surname: 148"

In addition to the "Wu surname", the surnames around the four sides have actually increased to a small extent, the surname of "root bone" has increased by seven points, the surname of "body law" has increased by eight points, and the surname of "internal force" has increased by thirteen points, although the increase is not much, but it is enough to surprise Ling Jing.

Because he hasn't done a single systematic task recently, and he hasn't deliberately cultivated these aspects of caste, where did this increased caste point come from?

He was very curious in his heart, but he didn't know what had happened, and after thinking about it for a while, he didn't come up with a reason, and then he sank his mind into the dantian, only to feel that in addition to his own internal force, the medicinal power of the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" and the "Five Treasures Nectar Wine", there were five more majestic and abnormal true qi in the dantian.

The five true qi surnames are soft, and they look extremely similar to each other, and it seems that they should be the internal force that Fang Sheng and several other Shaolin monks input into their bodies to suppress the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi".

However, he still felt a little strange about these true qi, with the high internal force of the exquisite, she could not suppress the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi", as long as she entered the internal force into her body, she would definitely be swallowed by the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi", but how could these five true qi have nothing at all?

He couldn't figure it out, he had already learned the domineering of the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi", but now this situation was a little weird.

At that moment, I tried to feel the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" entrenched in the dantian, and thought, could this "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" really be suppressed by Shaolin Internal Strength?

There was some inexplicable joy and anticipation in his heart, but when he touched the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" in his body, his face suddenly stiffened, and his expression became very weird. (To be continued.) )