Chapter 12 The Broken Temple in the Mountains

"Bang Bang!"

In the forest, there is basically no road, full of weeds and low bushes, as well as the well-developed root system of the slightly protruding towering trees hidden under the fallen leaves.

These made Lin An's speed slow down greatly, and after a while, he was chased by the old man, and the poor little fart was whipped again.

The silver-haired old man was excited, an old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and shouted a little pervertedly: "Haha, stinky boy, hurry up and run forward, hurry, otherwise the old man's little whip will be swung over!"

It's really addictive the more you fight, no wonder some strong people like to use whips to teach people.

Lin An was frightened, and hurriedly covered his buttocks, and ran forward with all his might, running along the foot of Jiufeng Mountain, round after circle.

Gradually, he had some difficulty breathing, and an indescribable pain began to spread throughout his body.

The endless fatigue made him yearn to slow down, sit down and rest, and take a sip of cool spring water.

But as soon as he remembered that the old man was chasing after him pervertedly, he immediately subconsciously quickened his pace.

In fact, after a few hundred blows, the old man had already put the whip into the storage ring.

It's just that occasionally when he wants to be lazy, he pretends to be perverted and screams a few times, and continues to give the belief of refining the body.

Lin An blindly didn't know how long he had been running, and suddenly for a moment, he felt a lightness all over his body.

For a while, my mouth was no longer so thirsty, my breathing gradually began to be smooth and strong, and my body aches and pains were relieved.

At this pace, he can run for a long time.

Is this what it feels like to refine one's body and break through one's limits?

It's so cool!

Hmph, perverted old man, you want to hit me, it's not that simple.

Lin An's tired face showed a confident smile, this kind of blood boiling feeling is really good,

Then keep your legs at a regular rate and run left and right on the forest trail that you have already stepped on.

Shortly after the second run reached the limit, Lin An finally fell down tiredly.

For a moment, all kinds of fatigue and soreness overwhelmed him like a belated flood.

The silver-haired old man had been following behind Lin An, looking at this kid's firm belief, and was secretly surprised.

When he was fifteen years old, he was not as crazy as this kid, and he wanted to give up after a little hardship, but in the end, he failed to cultivate and break through to the peak realm.

"Get up, you can't fall down at this time, stand up, if you want to reach the Xuanling Realm within a year, you must seize every minute and every second, close your eyes quickly and cultivate Baiyun Jue. The silver-haired old man urged.

Lin An gritted his teeth and stood up, and his body began to dance in a strange posture.

This is the practice of absorbing aura and refining the body of "White Cloud Decision", which is called "White Cloud Decision: Cloud Rolling Cloud Shu" body refining chapter.

This posture is extremely flexible and will be very uncomfortable for the first attempt, and if the posture is not standard, the effect of absorbing aura will be greatly reduced.

Fortunately, Lin An had learned this posture perfectly in the "White Cloud Decision" exercise space before, through the phantom guidance of the old man in blue, and the mysterious meaning of the space.

As the posture danced, Lin An felt the aura in the forest, as well as the aura in the phantom spirit disk, and began to gather around him, and then poured into his tired body that had been exercising for a long time.

Every cell, every bone, every nerve, and even blood in the body is greedily absorbing the aura.

Because of the exercise just now, not only did he consume all the spiritual energy, but he also broke through his own limit twice, and this time the spiritual energy absorbed by his body was far more than before, and a light blue spiritual energy vortex gradually formed in the forest.

Half an hour later, the aura vortex dissipated.

Lin An opened his eyes, a trace of golden light flashed in his pupils, feeling the surging power hidden in his body, and his face was extremely excited.

Not only has the strength become stronger, but even the speed has become faster, and the sense of smell, taste, hearing, sight, and touch has been greatly improved.

Although the improvement of the Qi refining realm will also strengthen the body, it is mainly to strengthen the meridians and dantian, and the body only receives a little benefit incidentally, and the improvement is not as strong as the body refining.

Lin An clenched his fists, feeling that he could beat a Lin Xing with one punch.

The silver-haired old man shook his head and struck: "Your current refining level is at most on par with your cultivation, which is equivalent to the seventh level of the Forging Spirit Realm." ”

Lin An was a little disappointed, but he quickly regained his excitement, and after a while, the refining body reached the seventh level of the Forging Spirit Realm.

If you continue to cultivate for thirty days, what kind of realm will you reach?

"Okay, apprentice, it's dark, go to bed for the teacher first, you can find a corner for the night, let's see you tomorrow." ”

Before the words fell, the silver-haired old man burrowed into the phantom disk and disappeared.

At this time, the sun began to sink into the horizon, and Lin An realized that this was not for a while.

it, and before you know it, a day has passed.

The old man went to sleep on the phantom plate, and where could he find a safe place to stay in this barren mountain and wilderness?

Although in Jiufeng Mountain, first-order demon beasts are extremely rare, and Lin An's current strength can also fight against them, but that is when he is awake.

When he was asleep, the sharp teeth and iron claws of the first-order demon beast could easily break through Lin An's current body defense.

Trees?

It's not good, it's not good, the green leaf python likes to eat small animals on the tree at night, in case of misfortune to be entangled, it will be strangled to death in minutes.

Fall asleep in place?

That's even worse, many first-order demon beasts are night owls, and they will bite him to death and devour him 100% according to the smell on the ground.

Go home?

No, it's all bloody to leave that kind of rhetoric about leaving for three months, how can you slip back so humiliatingly.

Cave?

It's going to be dark, and there's no time to find a clean cave that isn't occupied by monsters.

"There it is!"

Suddenly, Lin An remembered that in the northwest corner of Jiufeng Mountain, there was a ruined temple not far from the village, where people often went to worship the Buddha on incense, or children who had not returned from home like him now.

Therefore, the ground in the broken temple is quite clean, and the demon beasts generally don't go anywhere to do things.

Just do it!

Lin An tried his best, and finally ran to the gate of the broken temple shortly after the sun had completely set.

At this time, a full moon hangs in midair.

It's just that, unlike the pale yellow moon of the Azure Star, the moon in this world is pale blue.

The broken temple, I don't know how long it has existed, it seems that before the establishment of Linjia Village, it was already at the foot of this Jiufeng Mountain.

Unlike the wooden stake and thorn fence behind the Lin family's village, this ruined temple has a solid wall made of bricks.

However, it seems that because of the age, the walls have been eroded by the rain and some potholes, the red lacquer gate is also dull, and the small temple inside the wall is in disrepair, and part of the roof has collapsed, becoming a dilapidated temple.

This also makes it possible to have enough moonlight in the temple at night in the dim night, and you can barely see the scene inside the temple.

Inside the main gate of the ruined temple, there is a dilapidated brown wooden table with apples and steamed buns and other tributes, and a small bottle of incense altar, in which three incense sticks are faintly emitting white smoke.

Inside, a stone platform the size of a millstone three feet above the ground with a nine-foot-tall golden Buddha, and beyond that, there was only a mess of fallen leaves and dead branches.