Ling Zihuan was startled, turned around, and before he could fully see the man's face, a flying leg slashed over, and the surging void set off a burst of breaking wind, coming towards him.

In desperation, Ling Zihuan had to muster up his courage and block his right arm in front of his chest. In an instant, he only felt that this leg weighed a thousand gold, hitting the flesh like dark iron, giving birth to a piercing soreness.

Since Ling Zihuan was already seriously injured, he didn't take a breath of true qi, and used the fourfold rigidity and softness of the flesh to fight against him, but his weak body shook violently, staggered, and staggered back.

Just now in the guest room, Zhihong said that most of the monks of the Phantom Sound Temple are cultivating the physical body, focusing on the body refining realm, at that time he was still half-convinced, but at this moment he felt the power of the flying legs, and he couldn't help but be convinced of it in his heart.

Sou!

Seeing that Ling Zihuan barely caught this leg, a pair of ears moved, and then his spine was straightened and his shoulders were stretched, and his upper body leaned forward slightly, and suddenly a chilling momentum was born, spreading towards the space five feet away.

Ling Zihuan was taken aback, the dance of this figure made people a little breathless, because the qi emitted by this warrior monk was not extracted from the dantian, but the substantial waves of qi formed by the limbs cutting through the void.

The astonishing aura rushed over, and the dark gray loose trousers worn by the warrior monk flying in the air immediately responded vigorously, and the flowing figure pressed tightly, without revealing the slightest flaw.

Sou!

Immediately after, the warrior monk took a step forward, his right hand was clenched tightly, and a strong qi was condensed, and a left hook fist was swung up, facing Ling Zihuan's head, and roared away.

The speed was too fast, and Ling Zihuan's body was already weak, he had just taken a step back, and before he could stand firmly, he couldn't see clearly that this person's fist was coming towards him.

Bang!

A thick arm blocked Ling Zihuan's ear, colliding with the strong fist, defusing the warrior monk's attack.

"Li Qing, don't make trouble!"

Ling Zihuan had just stabilized his mind, and then he was shocked, he didn't expect that it was actually the body refining wizard of the Phantom Sound Temple who had just sneaked up on him from behind, Li Qing!

When Li Qing heard Zhihong say this, he didn't attack again, and his sturdy body fell.

Ling Zihuan looked intently, and saw a burly man standing in front of him, tall and strong, with strong arms, steady steps, and a strong body like a wall, the muscles in those two arms alone were twice as large as Ling Zihuan's.

He was bare, so that the bronze muscles of his upper body were very striking, his chest was high and bulging, he was strong and brave, and his lower body was dressed loosely and casually, just a pair of dark gray trousers, a silver belt made of heavy dark iron was tied around his waist, his arms were wrapped in white bandages, and his calves were tied with steel plates, which were also tied with bandages.

This dress is nothing, but now in this Phantom Sound Temple, Li Qing's clothes are the most peculiar, and I don't know if he is also showing his upper body when he meditates.

Looking at Li Qing's appearance again, his head is bright, there is no hair on his head, his forehead is wide, the bridge of his nose is high, his lips are thick, and his hard chin is set off, making him more and more powerful. The whole facial features not only reveal a handsome and atmospheric figure, but also reveal the true character of a man who looks at the world.

There was another point that surprised Ling Zihuan......

I saw that there was a Zhu Ling on Li Qing's head, blindfolded him, Zhu Ling surrounded the back of his head, and the lengthy Zhu Ling floated down, swaying his back.

Could it be that this warrior monk Li Qing is...... Blind?

Half paid, Li Qing saw that no one spoke, his mind was biased, and Zhu Ling in the back of his head flicked slightly.

"Have you seen enough?" his voice was clear but deep.

Ling Zihuan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhihong beside him.

Zhihong smiled and said lightly: "This is Li Qing, the apprentice of Senior Brother Zhichen, so it is almost reasonable to move around here." ”

"Reasonable?" Ling Zihuan snorted lightly, thinking of Li Qing's sneak attack just now, he was angry, if it wasn't for Zhihong blocking his fist in time, it is estimated that his head would have blossomed at this moment.

"Hmph, this activity is too big, it's all behind my back. If I am slow to react just now, I'm afraid I will let him succeed in the sneak attack!" Ling Zihuan deliberately said the word "sneak attack" very seriously, just so that Li Qing could hear it and extinguish his arrogant appearance.

"Hmph, there is no difference between behind me and in front of me, the so-called sneak attack is just as meaningless!

After Ling Zihuan heard this, he wanted to say something more, but as soon as he said a word, his chest hurt greatly, and his internal organs seemed to be invaded by demonic qi, and for a while, his qi and blood surged, and his body was about to explode.

"Ah......" Ling Zihuan couldn't help but shout.

"Master Ling, are you okay?" After Zhihong saw this, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly went over to help.

"Do you have any injuries on your body?" said Li Qing, who walked over.

Ling Zihuan half-bent over, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of Yin Hong's blood with a "wow", he didn't look at Li Qing, and he didn't hear any footsteps, but he could vaguely feel the oncoming breeze, with a hint of strength.

He couldn't help but think of the description of Li Qing in Zhihong's mouth in the guest room just now.

"A few years ago, Senior Brother Zhichen had a disciple named Li Qing, his Qi Condensation Realm is still in the initial stage of a Pure Land, but in just two years, he has raised the Body Refining Realm to the sevenfold courage of the physical body, and now he has refined his physical body to the eightfold psychic!"

Li Qing, the eightfold refining body, the psychic realm, is really shocking!

Ling Zihuan hesitated for a while, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Are you blind?"

To be honest, although he felt the powerful momentum of the eightfold body refining, he did not have the slightest fear, because he felt that Li Qing was dressed strangely and spoke strangely, but his body did not reveal a terrifying violent and murderous aura.

As soon as Ling Zihuan's words fell, Zhihong sighed and said, "You're right, he is blind, and he has been blind for many years. ”

"Uh, sure enough, okay......"

Li Qing snorted lightly and said lightly: "The blindness in my eyes did not affect my pursuit of the enemy in the slightest, but made me who I am today!"

When Ling Zihuan heard Li Qing's sour words, he laughed inwardly, causing another pain in his chest.

Zhihong glanced at Li Qing and said solemnly: "Senior nephew Li, this Ling Shi Master is here to ask your master to help heal his injuries, and he is also the old man of Lao Gao. He is seriously injured, and there is no need to wait, and I have to take him to see your master. ”

Li Qing's burly body moved, stood on his chest with one hand, and said, "So that's the case, Master is in the meditation room at the moment, Uncle Shi, please do it." ”

Zhihong nodded and helped Ling Zihuan, who was weak. Ling Zihuan stood up and glanced at the blind monk, his eyes slowly flashed with light, not anger, but with a trace of unwillingness and joy.

The two of them had just walked a few steps, only to hear Li Qing say provocatively behind them: "Hey, boy, look at your arrogant appearance, when you are injured, do you dare to fight with me again?"

Ling Zihuan stopped, stunned, and the corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc, because he felt that what he meant was exactly what he meant.

"Hmph, hit it, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Li Qing's thick body remained immovable, and he watched Zhihong walk into the meditation room with Ling Zihuan like this, but there was an indescribable joy in his heart, because he felt that Ling Zihuan seemed to be very different from other warrior monks in the temple.

"Interesting, to my taste!" he said, a brief smile appearing on his indifferent face.

In fact, he doesn't remember how many years have passed since this shallow smile......

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