The night was as cold as water, and in an inn in Kaifeng County, Ling Muyun, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly shook his body, and his eyes suddenly opened, and the essence of the light flashed violently, as if the dark room was illuminated.

But then Ling Muyun sat up from the bed, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated. It's just that despite exercising and meditating, beads of sweat the size of beans continue to slide down the corners of his forehead, and the muscles on his face can't help twitching slightly, showing a trace of pain.

It turned out that Ling Muyun at this time had just left the Heavenly Dragon World and returned to the main body through time and space. However, as soon as his consciousness returned to his body, Ling Muyun felt a sharp pain hit like a tide, as if his whole body was about to be torn apart, and the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't help but scream.

Fortunately, he had already experienced it before, and he knew that it was because the internal force he brought back from the Heavenly Dragon World was too strong, and the body meridians couldn't bear it for a while, so it was so painful. After all, the cultivation of internal strength has always been accumulated over time, improving little by little, how can there be such an overnight achievement as him? With so much internal force poured in at once, it is no wonder that his body is a little unbearable.

However, Ling Muyun also knew that this was a necessary process, and it would be good to wait for the internal force to expand and open up the narrow meridians in the body. That's why I will do it as soon as I wake up, so that this process can be completed as soon as possible.

After a while, I saw that Ling Muyun, who was cross-legged, suddenly shook his body, and a powerful momentum emanated outward, but then it retracted, the pain on his face disappeared, and the cold sweat from his forehead was evaporated at some point. After another moment. Ling Muyun finally let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

Looking at the room in front of him, where there was obviously no light penetrating, but it was only visible, Ling Muyun's face couldn't help but have a smug smile. He knew that it was not because the room had really suddenly become brighter, but because his own internal cultivation had improved, so even his five senses had become more acute.

This time, with the help of the powerful energy brought back from the Heavenly Dragon World, Ling Muyun's true body's internal cultivation also broke through the shackles in one fell swoop and entered the realm of innate small success.

It was just because he still needed to maintain the survival of the reincarnated body in the Heavenly Dragon World, and Ling Muyun did not bring back all the internal strength. Instead, only half of it was brought back. Therefore, after being promoted to the realm of Innate Xiaocheng, the internal force he brought back was exhausted, and he was not able to climb to the level of the peak of Innate Xiaocheng in one fell swoop, reaching the level of internal force when he left the Heavenly Dragon World.

However, because he had already reached that cultivation level in the Heavenly Dragon World. In the main world, there is also an abundance of heaven and earth vitality to absorb. Ling Muyun wanted to regain the peak of the innate Xiaocheng, but it was just a matter of course. After only a few days of meditation, you will naturally be able to make up for the lack of internal strength.

After calming down the true qi in his body, Ling Muyun wanted to get out of bed and find Huang Rong. Rushing to detoxify Huang Rong is certainly one thing. On the other hand, he has been in the Dragon World for more than half a year, and he also misses Huang Rong a little.

However, as soon as he was about to move, he suddenly felt an indescribable exhaustion surging up, which made Ling Muyun want to fall on the bed and die like this.

Ling Muyun was indeed very tired at this time, this tiredness did not come from the body, but from the soul, after all, he had just returned from a plane trip, especially from the Heavenly Dragon World, which was extremely heavy on his soul, and it was not as simple as playing games.

Although time travel is actually very beneficial to Ling Muyun's soul, every plane trip is actually equivalent to a tempering of Ling Muyun's soul, making Ling Muyun's soul more tenacious and solid, but in this process, Ling Muyun's feeling as a forged person is not so wonderful.

This feeling was not the first time Ling Muyun had felt it, he had felt it before when he came back from shuttling to the Condor World. It's just that the amount of energy he brought back this time is far more than the past, half of the power of the innate Xiaocheng peak realm, which is far from the acquired level or the power that has just entered the innate level, and the difference is more than ten times.

If it weren't for the fact that he had traveled through time and space several times, and had cultivated the Outer Heaven Divine Skill Refining Divine Chapter to the third realm, the strength of his soul would have been different from what it used to be, but he was afraid that his soul would have collapsed and his true spirit would have been wiped out by this powerful load.

Feeling this exhaustion from the depths of his soul, Ling Muyun gave up the idea of going to Huang Rong now, anyway, it would not be bad to detoxify Rong'er in this short period of one night. He was so tired now that he didn't want to do or say anything, he just wanted to get a good night's sleep and relieve this exhaustion.

So Ling Muyun leaned back, fell on the bed again, his eyes closed, and a powerful sleepiness immediately struck, and he fell asleep deeply......

And just when Ling Muyun was sleeping soundly in the inn, in a large-scale mansion on the other side of Kaifeng County, it was brightly lit.

In one of the halls of the house, dozens of thick red candles were lit, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime. In the hall, there were dozens of black-clothed people, with gold and silver belts tied around their waists, and everyone stood on the spot with solemn faces, not daring to say a word, just looking down at the ground.

If Ling Muyun and Huang Rong were here, they could be seen at a glance that these people were the same people who had rushed to the Hundred Medicine Valley where Ping Yizhi lived after them before, chasing down and killing those Demon Sect members who asked the sky.

At the top of the hall, there is a rosewood chair, and on the back of the chair, a whole piece of the most cherished white tiger skin is paved. In front of the leg of the chair, there is a fire fox skin that is also very cherished, which seems to be used for the feet of the person sitting on the chair, which can be described as extremely comfortable and luxurious.

It's just that this chair is empty at this time, and dozens of Demon Sect members in the hall are also standing solemnly facing this chair, obviously they are all waiting for the owner of this chair to arrive.

At this moment, suddenly a red shadow flew in from the hall door, like lightning, and everyone in the hall only felt the sound of the wind, and then saw a figure in a fiery red shirt sitting on the empty seat.

Everyone in the hall immediately knelt on the ground and recited in unison: "See the Holy Sect Master of Wencheng Wude, the Holy Sect Master has been ruling the rivers and lakes for thousands of years!" ”

The person on the seat raised his hand slightly, and a crisp and pleasant but incomparably majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Wait for everyone to get up." ”

"Thank you, Holy Sect Master!"

Everyone stood up from the ground together, but they all stood solemnly with their heads bowed, and their faces were full of respect and awe, and no one dared to look up at the person sitting on the chair, not even to breathe a sigh of air.

If you just look at the performance of these people, you will inevitably think that the "Holy Sect Master" they are facing is an extremely terrifying person. However, if you really look at the appearance of the person on the chair, I am afraid that I will be shocked, because the person sitting on the chair is a young and beautiful woman!

If it wasn't for seeing it with his own eyes, who would have thought that this "Holy Sect Master" who could make these Demon Sect members with superb martial arts bow down to their ears would actually be a young and stunning woman?

But if you look closely, you will see that this woman is different.

The woman was dressed in a fiery red shirt, with a bun of green silk on the top of her head, and then spread out behind her back, falling down like a waterfall. The two sword eyebrows are inserted straight into the sideburns, and under the eyebrows are a pair of dream-like beautiful eyes, but if you look closely, you will find a terrifying light like cold electricity. Qiong's nose, red lips, skin and snow, faintly shining jade, the glamorous light is close to the world, but it reveals a trace of indescribable majesty and heroism!

Anyone who sees this woman will have one word in their mind, and that is - beauty!

However, her beauty is very different from the beauty of other women, neither soft, nor coquettish, nor beautiful, but a special heroic beauty, a proud majestic and domineering beauty, a wonderful beauty that looks at the world!

Although such a woman is beautiful, it is difficult for any man to have a lustful heart, but only by giving birth to a sense of high mountains! It seems that this woman is destined not to linger between the bed and the warm tent, but to stand at the peak and look down on the world, so as to taste the loneliness of the high place alone! (To be continued......)