Even though he felt that the murderous woman behind him was not chasing, Ling Zhi still ran for nearly an hour in one breath, until the Shenxing talisman under his feet turned to ashes and he was far away from the inner mountain of the inner disciple, and Ling Zhi could not stop.

After finding a slightly cleaner grass, Ling Zhi sat on the ground with a hint of coldness in his heart.

"Strength, in the final analysis, is still not strong enough, if today I am not a heavy foundation building period, but a heavy Jindan period, don't say that after looking at her body, it is to give her the Fa on the spot, how dare she waste a word?"

Ling Zhi's fist squeezed fiercely, and at the same time, the face that was as beautiful as a fairy, but as poisonous as a snake and scorpion, was deeply engraved into his heart.

It's not that you will be revenged, but if you can ignore the revenge of killing, then Ling Zhi doesn't have to cultivate martial arts, and you don't have to say anything about pursuing the path of the strong.

"However, how easy is it to step into the Jindan period? Even if you don't talk about the massive demand for spiritual energy, just whether there is a thunder tribulation in this world, it is still two words, if there is no baptism of thunder tribulation, even if you cultivate to accumulate to the great consummation of the foundation building period, there will never be a day when Ning Yuan becomes a pill!"

Thinking of the unattainable Jindan period, Ling Zhi couldn't help but feel a little angry.

After resting in place for a while, and looking at the sky again, Ling Zhi cursed secretly, then turned around and walked towards his residence.

The place where Ling Zhi lives is a peak with a thin aura in the outer mountains. Although the Luoxia Sect did not make any excuses about the outer disciples, it finally did a good job in the aspect of residence.

All the disciples of the Luoxia Sect, regardless of the inner and outer doors, all have their own separate houses, which are only different in size and geographical location.

Ling Zhi guessed that it should be because the cultivation of martial artists in this world is the most taboo for others to disturb, so he built a separate house for his disciples to live in.

Back in the room, Ling Zhi boiled a basin of hot water and washed his body casually, and sat cross-legged on the bed, so that he had the leisure to check his injuries.

Before, in the inner cave mansion, I was hit by a fire dragon by that vicious woman, and at that time, I only felt that the qi and blood in my abdomen were rolling, and the true yuan was disordered, but now that I checked it carefully, there were many meridians that were torn, and even the dantian had cracks like cow hairs.

"Hateful!"

Ling Zhi's gaze condensed slightly, a sharp light was released in his eyes, and then his palms were spread, and two spirit stones appeared in the left and right palms respectively. It is worth mentioning that when he was in Dabi, he took away Wei Du's storage ring, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected surprise.

He actually found nearly twenty low-grade spirit stones in the ring.

Twenty low-grade spirit stones, if it was the last world, he wouldn't bother to pick it up even if he was afraid of throwing it on the ground. However, in this world, a spirit stone can be exchanged for a bunch of gold ingots in the world of martial artists, but it is as precious as it is.

The spirit stone started, and the natural recipe was slowly running, and the long-lost pure spiritual energy was incorporated into the body, wandering among the limbs and hundreds of remains, so comfortable that Ling Zhi almost wanted to moan.

Unconsciously, the two spirit stones were absorbed and turned into powder. At this time, Ling Zhi had completely fallen into a state of cultivation, and almost at the same moment when the spirit stones were consumed, by instinct, two more spirit stones were taken out of the ring, and the spiritual energy in them was slowly extracted for cultivation.

In this way, Ling Zhi is still awake at the moment, he will definitely grit his teeth in pain, and of course it is no problem to practice with spirit stones.

But the problem is that the spirit stones in this world are more precious than any heavenly and earthly treasures, even if it is only twenty low-grade spirit stones, sometimes they can be used to save lives. But if it is only used for cultivation, with the "throughput" of the foundation building period at the moment, I am afraid that he will not be able to stir up even a drop of waves, which is simply a waste of tyranny and waste.

As the saying goes, cultivation has no sun and moon, and it is even more unconscious.

It's just twenty low-grade spirit stones, which is not enough for him to consume the spiritual energy in a combat state under normal circumstances, and it didn't take half an hour at all, all the spirit stones turned into powder and fell between his fingers.

But at this moment, Ling Zhi, who was completely caught in the operation of the natural technique, was completely unaware, and was still struggling to cultivate, absorbing the aura strongly.

At this moment, on Ling Zhi's back, a vague picture scroll with the outline of the landscape slowly rose, which was the mysterious magic weapon "Mountains and Rivers Society Ji Tu", which was considered a waste of martial arts by Ling Zhi in the past, and was given to him by his cheap master in the previous life.

The painting of martial arts was like a cloud that seemed to be virtual and real, and after rising from his back, it quickly floated above his head. Immediately, I saw that the hazy hazy haze on the surface of the landscape map was violently tumbling, and finally condensed a pillar of misty qi the thickness of a baby's finger, which fell directly on the cultivation of Ling Zhi Tianling.

Hiss!

A hearty low groan came from his nostrils, and Ling Zhi, who was completely immersed in cultivation, felt a more refined and richer aura than before into his body, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in the ocean of aura, and the 108,000 pores of his body were filled with indescribable comfort and freehand.

The abundant aura column entered the body, and Ling Zhi would not hesitate for a moment, and the natural formula was more and more operational. It was as if there were funnels in the body, and no matter how many pillars of spiritual energy were released by the painting martial spirit, they were quickly absorbed, and then transformed into a more and more rich and rich true yuan into the limbs and hundreds of bones, and the meridians.

In the blink of an eye, time passed.

When the east was white, and the first rays of sunlight shone into the room through the window, shining on Ling Zhi, and shining on the blurred picture scroll above his head, Ling Zhi was still immersed in that hearty cultivation.

But if someone next to you will find that the "Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map" that could still vaguely see the outline of the mountains and rivers, because the spiritual energy pillar was released for Ling Zhi to practice overnight, the whole picture scroll has become more and more blurred, and the outline of the mountains and rivers, if you don't gather your eyes, you can see half of it clearly.

"Lingzhi little brute, get out!"

Suddenly, a piercing roar rang out, and the sound shook the sky, even people within a few miles of Ling Zhi's residence could hear it.

"Who? Who is so bold to shout outside someone's house?"

"Then who is Ling Zhi? He actually took on such a big enmity with someone?

The voices were discussed, one after another, followed by one after another, and one after another, there were figures rushing towards Ling Zhi's residence.

The Luoxia Sect has an iron law, no one is allowed to deliberately make a loud noise outside the residence of the disciples, let alone forcibly break into other people's residences. Because many people are accustomed to cultivating in their own rooms, if someone has an epiphany, or is at the critical juncture of rushing to the level, and someone breaks in and disturbs them, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

But now, the people who came not only shouted, but also burst out with vitality, which was so bold that it was extremely bold, how could it not surprise people?

Not to mention that the crowd outside was talking, Ling Zhi in the house was also so depressed that he vomited blood.

After a night of cultivation, unconsciously, his Heavenly Dao cultivation has been promoted from the first level of the foundation building period to the third level of the foundation building period, and even the martial arts cultivation has also been promoted from the sixth level of the Huangwu Realm yesterday to the seventh level of the Huangwu Realm, reaching the second level of the Huangwu Realm.

Ling Zhi naturally didn't know that all of this was due to the "Mountains and Rivers Society Ji Tu" that was recognized as a waste martial spirit, because since he was awakened by Ling Muchen's words, the painting martial arts were collected into his body by himself.

If you don't know why, there's only one explanation - an epiphany!

Among the cultivators, it is rumored that the epiphany that is rare in a hundred years and rare in a thousand years was actually touched by him, and what is even more annoying is that this kind of epiphany was cut off because of a damn roar!

At this moment, Ling Zhi's mood doesn't need to think about it to know how much it should be, "It's just a little bit, just a little bit I can advance to the fourth level of the foundation building period, reach the middle level of foundation building, and even if I am not interrupted, maybe I can directly advance to the Jindan stage!"

Ling Zhi's eyes instantly turned red, and his two fists clenched even more, "Ruining people's cultivation is like killing your parents, today I Ling Zhi will not kill you, and I will not be a person!"

With a strong sense of nirvana, Ling Zhi stepped out and came outside the house in an instant.

After Ling Muchen saw Ling Zhi's figure, the corners of his cold mouth hooked up a touch of sarcasm, "Waste, you finally dare to appear?I thought you would hide in the house for the rest of your life......

"Are you...... Ling Muchen?" Looking at the vaguely familiar face of the person in front of him, Ling Zhi reaped his memories, and it took a long time for him to think of a name.

"Yes, I finally remembered, Ling Zhi, you brute, when you ruined the cultivation of Ling Zichu, the fifth uncle's son, did you ever think that you also have today?"

"Also today?"

Ling Zhi sneered, a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes, "Listen to what you mean, you are also here to abolish my cultivation today?"

"Abolish your cultivation?"

Ling Muchen looked at Ling Zhi and suddenly burst out laughing, "Waste, you think too much, just with the things you have done, do you think it's as simple as just abolishing cultivation?"

"What did I do?"

Ling Zhi was stunned for a moment, saying that he really didn't know what angry things he had done...... No, it seems that I offended a vicious girl yesterday, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him Ling Muchen, right?

"You can pretend, okay, Ling Zhi, if you want to walk decently, come with me to the God of War Terrace now, of course, you can also refuse, but if that's the case, don't blame me for being unkind, I will be punished at most at most, but you, it's likely that you won't even be able to leave a whole corpse!"

After Ling Muchen finished speaking, he turned around and left, but he sneered in his heart.

He wished that Ling Zhi would refuse, although the sect had an iron law, and the duel of life and death must be carried out on the God of War Platform, but his behavior today was to get the tacit approval of White Emperor City, one of the Twelve Peak Peak Masters, and to act under the God of War Platform with few people, which was convenient for him to act.

"Stop!"

At this time, Ling Zhi suddenly roared angrily, and after seeing Ling Muchen stop and turn around, he said, "What you just meant is that if I don't go to the God of War Stage, you can also kill me here?"

Ling Muchen smiled and said nothing, but his expression couldn't be clearer.

"In that case, don't bother so much, let's do it here!"

Ling Zhi sneered and raised his hand directly towards Ling Muchen.

"Who is this Ling Zhi? Why is he so bold? Can't he see the identity of the other party's inner disciple?"

"He may have his own hole cards, but between the Xuanwu Realm and the Huangwu Realm, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference, he is so impulsive, but today he is dead!"

When the crowd saw Ling Zhi so arrogant, they shook their heads one after another, secretly sighing at Ling Zhi's inadequacy.

"Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi, I originally wanted to do it myself, but I didn't expect you to die by yourself, even if you hacked Wei Du to death with a knife in the past, but this Ling Muchen is clearly already a great master of the Xuanwu Realm, if you don't take that step, you will never know how big the gap between the Xuanwu Realm and the Huangwu Realm is!"

In the crowd, Feng Mad stood behind the people, sneering again and again, and the indescribable smugness in his chest.