Chapter 138: Wake Up!

In a secluded courtyard. Ling Qing's figure walked out of the room, and after glancing behind him with pain, he slowly shook his head...

"Ling Qing, Ling Qing, what a great opportunity. It's just missed by you.." Ling Qing said with a twitch in his heart, that senior's ability is superb, if he can help him, he is still afraid that he will not be able to get a good result in the martial arts selection conference?

However, such a painful color only disappeared in a flash, and then in Ling Qing's pair of heroic eyes, a decisive essence light quietly emerged!

"In this world, you always have to rely on yourself, the martial arts conference, if I don't even have the heart to face this, how can I talk about pursuing the martial arts to the realm in the future!?" Ling Qing's heart said in a sonorous secret. Thinking like this, Ling Qing glanced at the room behind him again, and then walked towards the courtyard in great strides.

In the sky that had already dimmed, there was no one on the Ling family's martial arts training ground, and a muffled sound of a fist tearing through the air came, only to see that in the martial arts training ground that had already fallen into silence, a thin figure was moving and dancing again on it, it was Ling Qing who had just left his small courtyard.

Since he was a child, he has long been accustomed to not being helped by anyone, relying on himself to walk his own martial arts, and even on this way, he walked extremely hard, but the persistence day and night still made him come to the point of this eight small achievements at a young age, such skills, maybe in the entire Fire Empire, is nothing at all, but among the new generation of their Ling family, it is also one of the best.

"I'm Ling Qing, I want to walk out of the path that belongs to my Ling Qing!"

On the pale cheeks of the young man, sweat flowed down, and such a low roar also resounded quietly in his heart.

The young man focused on training his physique in the field, but he didn't notice that on a wall outside the field, a pitch-black figure seemed to melt into the night sky, but it was there, standing quietly.

The breeze blew, lifting the curtain of the hat on the top of the figure's head, revealing the delicate cheeks inside, a pair of crimson pupils, three hooks of jade writing wheel eyes, extraordinarily quiet...

"Heh, this kid, it's really nice to see"

Qin Dan's writing wheel eyes looked at the figure that was flipping and moving in the field, and in this eye, he seemed to see it, and above the stubborn figure, it seemed that his shadow was also fleeting. Once upon a time, he didn't stay alone in his humble room, stubbornly but extremely firmly and persistently cultivating

Under the moonlight, Ling Qing's figure danced, and the muffled sound of his clothes breaking through the air seemed to have become the most heroic praise song of the young man in this silent night

Seven days passed quietly, and since he knew that there were portraits of himself posted everywhere outside, and there were also those Blood Sect elders stationed in the imperial capital, Qin Dan had never left the Ling family.

And staying in the Ling family quietly like this, Qin Dan practiced in retreat, and time was gone in an instant!

Seven days later, in the morning, the sun was falling through the window of the room. In the two distinct rooms, on the bed in the inner room, a figure meditating cross-legged is also under the sun, slowly reflecting the figure. The figure was wearing a jet-black trench coat, and on the top, placket and hem of the trench coat, several crimson auspicious clouds were embroidered, revealing a trace of delicate and gorgeous taste.

"Whew"

On the delicate cheeks of the figure, he quietly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then his eyes slowly opened, and the three-hooked jade writing wheel eyes, the crimson pupils, reflected out!

"Alas, it seems that if you meditate and cultivate alone like this, your progress really can't catch up with the kind of growth between life and death" Helplessly withdrawing his mind from his inner vision, Qin Dan said.

After seven days of meditation and cultivation, the strength in his body increased, whether it was the Thunder Pattern Na Heavenly Seal or the Buddha Zhuan Nine Yan Jue, although it was all increased, but the increase was really a little far behind the range obtained from cultivating on the edge of life and death several times in the palace.

However, when he recalled that he was in the palace, facing the fifth child, facing Les, facing Federly, and facing the King of the Winds, which one of them was not a little worse than him, or he would die in an instant without a place to be buried?

"Why don't you go out and find a Blood Sect elder to practice alone?" the corners of Qin Dan's mouth twitched secretly. But as soon as this thought arose, he immediately suppressed it.

That kind of great martial artist realm is not the existence that he can face now. It's okay to look for a breakthrough at a critical juncture, but if you go to die, it's really bubbling in your head...

Thinking of the Blood Sect Elder, Qin Dan's gaze was raised, and the eyes of the three-hooked jade writing wheel were hidden, replaced with pitch-black and clear pupils, and then got up and walked towards the bed outside.

Outside, Ouyang Sheng's body lay quietly and peacefully on the bed board, and his white clothes, above the chest exposed at the moment, the original blood hole had long disappeared, and on the edge of the slightly reddened new skin, there were eight silver needles, and at this moment, on the eight silver needles, it was still trembling and shaking, and under the reflection of the sun, it reflected colorful light.

Qin Dan's palm walked to Ouyang Sheng's side, pressed the latter's wrist with his palm, his eyelids narrowed slightly, and after carefully feeling the situation in the latter's body, he immediately frowned slightly, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a Nine Dao Martial Artist, in this case, the skills are all able to fill the peak independently..."After checking the recovery situation in Ouyang Sheng's body, Qin Dan's eyes flashed with envy and said.

He used the Nine Needles of Gods and Ghosts to completely ban Ouyang Sheng's whole body qi, in this case, he was able to restore his power, and if it was him, if there was no Buddha Yan who was transformed by innate true qi, it would be a no-talk at all.

And said with such a sigh, Qin Dan's thin fingers also brushed over Ouyang Sheng's chest, and the silver light on it suddenly shone brightly, and the eight silver needles all fell into Qin Dan's hands.

"Uh..."

The silver needle just rises. Above the corners of Ouyang Sheng's mouth, there was a slight opening, and then a powerful momentum, at this moment, was also quietly spread throughout the room.

"This guy..."Feeling the surging momentum that filled the room in an instant, the corners of Qin Dan's eyes condensed, and above the palm of his hand, a layer of fiery red flames poured out, turning into a huge fiery red lotus, and immediately covered a small corner of their room.

"Why has it been so long!?" Ouyang Sheng's eyes suddenly opened, and the golden light flashed in his eyes, and the first thing he said was to stare at Qin Dan in front of him and shouted.

"Hmph, how can the flower poison in the night diaphragm skill be so easy to crack?But it's only eight days, is it a long time?" Looking at Ouyang Sheng in front of him speechlessly, Qin Dan waved his hand. If he hadn't seen the introduction and antidote of flower poison in a classic, I'm afraid that Ouyang Sheng would really have half a life left now.

"Huh..."Of course, Ouyang Sheng understood that what Qin Dan said was the truth, he just complained, and then hurriedly meditated cross-legged, looked inward into his body, and briefly checked his injuries, which were really after he had completely recovered. Ouyang Sheng looked at Qin Dan's eyes again, and a trace of warmth also flashed quietly.

"I owe you another life, let's keep the account..."The corners of Junlang's mouth lifted slightly, and Ouyang Sheng said towards Qin Dan with a bit of a scoundrel. The first time was to rescue him from Ye Qi's men, the second time was when Qin Dan used divine power to bring the two of them out, and the third time was to detoxify the poison, it seemed that in a short period of time, he really owed Qin Dan a lot.

"Come less, it's better to worry about worrying about now...", didn't care about Ouyang Sheng's words at all, Qin Dan waved his hand. Ouyang Sheng knew that the palace was dangerous, and he would go back, he wouldn't think that the latter was really just to kill Yan Tianhuo.

This guy who can stand up to help him when he needs it most, but it is real, and a wave of warmth and recognition rises in his heart.

"Hmm, what are you worried about?" Ouyang Sheng's brows furrowed, and then he looked into the room as if he remembered something, and after seeing Qin Dan's specially released fire lotus enveloping them, Ouyang Sheng's eyes also suddenly sank.

"We...shouldn't we still be in the imperial capital, right?"

Ouyang Sheng looked at Qin Dan in astonishment, but when he saw Qin Dan nodding slightly, his face instantly darkened.

"Damn, now that the Blood Sect elders have arrived?!"

Seeing Qin Dan nodding helplessly again, Ouyang Sheng this time, the glimmer of joy that had just recovered because of the injury collapsed in an instant...

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