Chapter 12: The Great Perfection

At night, both the stars and the moon appear dim.

Under the big tree, Ling Yun sat quietly and let the cold wind blow past him.

His hair was blown backwards by the wind, and the big felt on his body was also blown to a pop.

His whole body was like a sculpture, motionless.

Although he didn't seem to change on the surface, there was a lot of earth-shaking in his body.

Whether it is his internal organs, seven muscles and eight veins, or in his bones, there is a small thunder and lightning swimming.

These swimming thunderbolts also emit a sizzling sound, which sounds very pleasant.

The movement of thunder and lightning, in his veins, dredged all the clogged residues.

A lot of debris passed through his pores, in the form of sweat stains, slowly excreted out of his body.

Ling Yun let the sweat stains slowly overflow from his forehead, so that in the end, the clothes on his body were completely wet.

As the sweat stains continued to drain, his teeth began to clench, and even on his face, there were slight convulsions, as if due to pain.

At this moment, time passed so fast and so slowly, Ling Yun had to endure it, letting the beads of sweat continue to drip down.

Even the cold wind blowing next to him couldn't remove the sweat stains on his head, the sweat stains were getting more and more, and the sweat beads were getting bigger and bigger.

Whether it was the cold of the wind or the cold of the snow, he could not perceive it, only the pain of his muscles and bones accompanied him.

Although it was painful, the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile from time to time, sometimes, it was bitter with laughter, sometimes, it was bitter with laughter, sometimes, it was bitter and laughing, and even sometimes, it was impossible to tell whether he was bitter or laughing.

It seems that the smile is a little more bitter than the bitterness.

Maybe time and space are so meaningless in times of pain, and not only that, but time and space are meaningless in times of happiness.

Ling Yun didn't know whether it was pain or a laughing expression, slowly passed, every minute of his life, every second seemed to be pain, but also seemed to be enjoyment, the only thing that remained unchanged was the beads of sweat on his forehead, which were still increasing.

It seems that the moon and the stars in the sky will not understand the pain of people, they will always be so sad and joyless, they just illuminate the world.

The moonlight in the sky is still round and curved, bent and round, and even the stars are still dim and bright, bright and continue to dim, as if it is reflecting the bright moon.

The moonlight and the stars have no life, but they have brilliance, and in the alternation of light, time passes so slowly, and so fast, that in the blink of an eye, everything has passed.

The moon is gone, the stars are gone, and the only thing that can be seen is the first sun rising in the east.

When the sun rises, its glow is soft and warm.

Its brilliance sprinkled on the earth, casting a beautiful golden color on the snow that had not yet completely melted.

Its light sprinkled on the big trees in the courtyard and also on Ling Yun's face.

Ling Yun's forehead was already overflowing with beads of sweat, his body was still trembling, and even his teeth were bitten very hard, very dead, but when this light was sprinkled on his face, the trembling of his body disappeared.

There was no longer that bitter expression on his face, and even the beads of sweat on his forehead had stopped overflowing, and the brilliance sprinkled on his face made him look so quiet.

It's a kind of stillness in the sun, it doesn't have any impurities, it doesn't have any impetuousness, there is, it's just a pleasure.

A cold wind blew and removed the beads of sweat from his forehead.

There were no more sweat stains on his face, and even that expression became quiet.

In the breeze, the only thing that moved was his hair, and his coat that was blown to a swish.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, revealing a different look.

But this glimmer of brilliance only appeared slightly, and then dimmed, as if it had never appeared, and in his eyes, it was a feeling of silence, as if it were a quiet lake, without the slightest wave.

Although Ling Yun's eyes were calm, they couldn't stop the excitement in his pupils, and he clenched his right fist and slammed it forward.

Whew!

With just one punch, there were two gusts of wind, one was the sound of him punching, and the other was the sound of his fist.

The snow on the ground had melted, and the splash was splashing around under his punch.

Some of the splashes flew into the distance, some on his clothes, and some even on his face, but there was a smile on his face.

"Sure enough, the Great Perfection of Qi Training, I have finally reached it. Ling Yun muttered to himself, even the calm in his eyes couldn't hide the excitement, so that his eyes were full of excitement.

He stood up, then took the spear off his back and began to dance, both in its movements and in its expression.

The strength of his spear is more powerful than before, and his body is lighter than before.

The spear in his hand swept towards the ground, and the stagnant water sprinkled in all directions, and the splash made a beautiful arc in the air.

The spear in his hand paused, listening carefully to the sound of the water falling and the wind blowing from afar.

When all the splashes around him fell, he put away the gun from the new, and then there was thought in his eyes.

"Congratulations, young master, so quickly, you have entered the Great Perfection of Qi Training. ”

These words made Ling Yun's thoughts disappear, and he looked to the side and saw Wang Lao, Xiaohong, and Xiaoyu coming.

Wang Lao was still wearing a linen gown, and the whole person was slightly hunched at the waist.

Even Xiaohong and Xiaoyu are still wearing green dresses, and in the hands of the two of them, they are holding a tray with all kinds of meals.

When they looked at Ling Yun, they did not have the restraint of ordinary people, but there was a kind of relaxation.

"Oh, Elder Wang, how did you know that I had entered the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation?" Ling Yun looked curious.

"Hehe, just look at the look on the young master's face. Wang Lao smiled, and the wrinkles looked old.

Ling Yun nodded and said, "Indeed, but Elder Wang's eyesight is very good." ”

As he spoke, Ling Yun looked up and down on Elder Wang's body.

After Wang Lao pretended to cough twice, he said: "My old man is not good elsewhere, just this eye is okay." ”

"Oh, I see. The curiosity in Ling Yun's eyes was even worse.

"Young master, let's eat first. Red chuckled.

The contemplation in Ling Yun's eyes was gone, he replied softly to Xiaohong, and then took the meal, and the whole person still devoured it.

"Young master, eat slowly, you always eat so fast. Xiao Yu's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid that Ling Yun would choke.

But even if it was Xiao Yu's instructions, Ling Yun didn't listen to them, his movements were still so fast, and when the words didn't fall for long, only one piece of empty plate was left in the entire plate, and some, only a few empty plates.

Whether it was Wang Lao, Xiaohong, or Xiaoyu, they couldn't help but shake their heads, it stands to reason that eating should be the most enjoyable, but when this young master enjoys it, it is very rare.

Ling Yun put the empty plate in the tray where Xiao Yun was holding, and then said, "Okay, now I'm going to continue practicing the gun." ”

With that, he picked up the spear in his hand and danced in the courtyard.

Whether it was Wang Lao, Xiaohong, or Xiaoyu, they all left silently without disturbing Ling Yun.

Seeing the three of them leaving, Ling Yun paused the spear in his hand, and his eyes began to flicker.

He carried the spear behind his back, then closed his eyes silently.

The cold wind blew across his face, his hair kept fluttering behind him, and even the coat on his body made a whooshing sound, but his expression did not change at all.

His mind began to think about the dark world, the strange tree, and the teleportation array.

Suddenly, his body disappeared quickly, it seemed that he had never come to this courtyard, he disappeared so quickly, so directly, even on his body, there was not the slightest ripple.

This is a dark world, where there is no cold, no heat, there is just silence.

In the silence, it gives people the feeling of enjoyment, there is a different kind of quiet, a different kind of freedom, which can make people's body and mind get the greatest pleasure.

There are no stars, no moon, no sadness, no happiness, Lingyun stands quietly in this darkness, enjoying it quietly.

The outside world was very quiet, and here, his heart was suddenly quiet.

He began to settle down, letting the tranquility settle down.

Even his breathing is so even, not fluctuating because of happiness, nor chaotic because of sadness.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, and on his right index finger, a blue flame rose.

The blue flames appeared bright and dazzling in the darkness.

Under the illumination of the light, there are still big trees around, and the big trees still maintain the appearance of human faces, and above their faces, there is horror, even if it is a branch, it is still the appearance of human hands, and their hands make a look of asking for help in the air.

Ling Yun seemed to be used to it, but after taking a look at the big tree, he didn't care, his gaze looked at the teleportation array on the ground.

The formation was still glowing with white light, and there was still a sacred, majestic aura emanating from it.

Ling Yun walked lightly and slowly walked to the edge of the teleportation array, he squatted down, stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the formation, as if he was feeling something.

The more he stroked this teleportation array, the more puzzled his eyes became, and then he muttered: "Is it because of this formation, this world, my cultivation has only stagnated before? But what is all this for? Could it be that my cultivation has been improved, is it really because of the flesh of the 'Thunderbird', or because I have found this formation, or because I have found this world? Also, I have never understood, I was swallowed by a giant dragon, how could I come to this world inexplicably?"

His eyes grew more and more confused, and he frowned, as if he wanted to think of something, but there was no answer.

After a long time, he sighed helplessly, then stood up and looked around.

Even the blue light emitted by his index finger could only illuminate the surrounding places for dozens of feet, and the rest of the place was still dark.