At this time, it was already summer, the night in Yanzhou was extraordinarily short, a section of the sky seemed to have just been extinguished by the blazing sun, and the other side was slowly ignited, like a dreamlike dawn that melted the water vapor of the night, and the clouds on the canopy were pressed very low, giving people a very depressing atmosphere.

Maybe there will be a rainstorm, and this is the first rain of the year in Yanzhou.

"What? I'm going to train now!"

"Yes, get up quickly! If you continue to grind like this, I won't provide you with three meals today. ”

"Don't! I can't listen to you?"

Ling Hu Lin is urging Han Chunlin to get up and then go to training, of course, today Ling Hu Lin himself has to go through a period of special training, the martial arts conference must not be so easy, as far as the young man in the sedan chair that Ling Hu Lin saw yesterday is concerned, in terms of strength, it is definitely not much worse than Ling Hu Lone!

The two of them slept in an inn in Chishui City all night, due to the martial arts conference, many inns in Chishui City were open for free to the knights who came to the competition, although it was only the most rudimentary, but it was very good for the two of them who were short of funds.

Since there was only one bed, Ling Fox slept on the ground at the end of the night, while Xiao Hei was in a stable in the inn. Ling Hu Lin also deliberately reinforced the cloth wrapped around its horns to prevent it from being coveted by other knights. Although Xiao Hei's strength is not weak, it can be said that there are many masters in Chishui City at this time, and once the news is released, it will be impossible to run anymore.

Soon, the two of them came to yesterday's cultivation place. Han Chunlin's cultivation is very simple, it is luck, simple luck.

The first training for the fox is also luck, and luck works best in this kind of morning light. This has been the case for a long time, even in the process of making the fox lonely in the process of traveling.

At the same time, Ling Hu found that in the process of luck, the aura of heaven and earth entered the body, and even alleviated his hunger to a certain extent. Perhaps it is because the internal strength of Ling Hu Lin is not enough, or the spiritual power of heaven and earth is not sufficient enough, he has not yet reached the realm of sitting on the top of a high mountain and swallowing clouds and spitting fog like the legendary immortals.

Gradually, the two of them sat in a desert and gradually got better.

It wasn't until noon that day that Ling Hu Lin woke up from meditation, looking at Han Chunlin who was still meditating on the side, and felt relieved, but he didn't know that Han Chunlin had fallen asleep in a daze at this time.

Unaware, Ling Hu Lin couldn't bother Han Chunlin, so he began to practice swords again. Holding the dust in his hand, Ling Hulone's heart is rippling with a different feeling, this sword is handed down from his grandfather's generation, experienced countless life and death struggles, after decades of precipitation, there is even a very mature feeling in the hand.

"Five Styles of Dust?" Ling Hu Lin suddenly remembered that he still had such a big killing move in his hands, but during this time, Ling Hu Lin actually hadn't practiced any time!

Even the only time I used it was by dusting.

Thinking of this, Ling Hu Bai couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, this was a set of swordsmanship created by his father Ling Hu Bai. In terms of power, it is definitely not inferior to the family swordsmanship!

Thinking about it, Ling Hu Lin took out a thick book of more than 200 pages from the silk of all things.

This is a book of swordsmanship secrets handed to him by Ling Hu Bai before Ling Hu Lin left, which mainly records the five styles of swordsmanship and the family's unique swordsmanship.

At the same time, there are some more basic swordsmanship and physical skills. But these Linghu Lonely can be fully mastered when they are in the clan, and the real effect is still related to the family's exclusive secretary and the five styles of dusting.

At the same time, this book and the dust whisk must be the last two items his father gave him, right?

For Ling Hul, the intrinsic value of these two things is far greater than their face value, although their face value is not low.

Turn the first page.

Child, when you open this book, perhaps I have already agreed with you to practice martial arts. But I'm going to tell you again in such a nagging way, and your mother and I often tell you that chivalry is a very dangerous profession, and although I have to admit that this statement is very narrow, I still don't want you to set foot on this road.

If you've already decided, then I'm not going to stand in the way.

Maybe my decision was wrong, you are a genius, a genius in a million, if I hadn't stopped you from practicing martial arts when you were young, you should have gone to the next level now, if you resent me because of this, hate me, I have nothing to say.

But once you've set foot on this path, don't regret it!

Dad believes in you, you are the descendant of my Linghu family, and you will be the pride of our family!

I don't have it here, and then there are some exercise cheats.

When Ling Hu Lin saw this, he was already in tears, and the tears slowly crossed his face and dripped on the hot sand and stone and quickly evaporated.

"If you have the ability, you can come and tell me in person! I want you to tell me in person, what is it to write on paper! You crawl out of the ground for me and say!" Ling Hu Lin couldn't help but roar, for Ling Hu Lone, it is necessary to vent properly. He endured a pain that he should not have to bear at this age, losing his father and mother, and destroying his family.

For nearly an hour after that, Ling Hu Lonely didn't start training, but sat in a daze, his face as silent as ashes.

Until Han Chunlin couldn't stand it, he woke up the fox from his trance.

"How long are you going to be like this!What? You can't read a letter?" Han Chunlin actually woke up from his sleep as early as when Ling Hu Lin decided to practice the sword, but he didn't bother Ling Hu Lin all the time.

To be honest, Han Chunlin also sympathized with Ling Hulone, she knew very well that the pain of the young man in front of her was even worse than her.

Ling Hu Lin didn't answer, just raised his head and glanced at Han Chunlin, then he clenched the dust in his hand again and slowly walked to the side, starting to practice according to the cheats that Ling Hu Bai gave him.

Ling Hu Lonely had also accidentally used the first form of the Five Styles of Dust Whisk before, but that was entirely because of the sword of Dust.

Now that Ling Hu Lin wants to take the initiative to learn, he realizes the horror of this set of swordsmanship, and Ling Hu Lin can fully imagine his father's strength in his heyday, and it is difficult to match anyone in Kyushu!

Han Chunlin also became excited, not at all as decadent as yesterday, and meditated on the sand and gravel until the night.

The fire clouds are rolling, and it still hasn't rained today, so maybe it will rain at night, right?

The time of the day flew quickly, and Ling Hu Lonely did not return to the inn, but asked Han Chunlin to go back first, and he meditated in the desert, trying to replace sleep in this way. At the same time, Ling Hu Lin also took out a bowl of spiritual emulsion that was taken from the cave at that time from the silk of all things, and drank it all.

Then it began to digest in great pain.

Ling Hu Lin wants to improve his strength too much, he understands that in Kyushu, only strength is the only benchmark to measure everything!

In this way, he has been cultivating for more than a month, and this more than a month has been spent completely in the wilderness, so that Hu Lin obviously feels that his internal strength has made a lot of progress, of course, this is inseparable from the powerful effect of the spirit lotion, and the original seven or eight bowls of spirit lotion were used by Ling Hu Lin Only the last bowl remained.

But Han Chunlin's internal force still hasn't changed, and Han Chunlin's body is like a black hole, absorbing all the spiritual power that Han Chunlin has absorbed from the outside world again.

However, there are also good ones, that is, under this period of training, Han Chunlin's physical strength is obviously much better than before.

Ling Hu Lin originally wanted to give Han Chunlin some spiritual lotion to promote internal strength, but Han Chunlin only took a sip and felt that his internal organs were burning like fire, but just now he felt that Han Chunlin's internal strength had improved, and it disappeared again the next day.

Since then, Ling Hu Lonely simply did not let Han Chunlin train by luck, but simply trained his physical strength.

In five days, the martial arts tournament will officially begin.

But four days before the tournament began, Akasui Castle required all participants to pass a test.

The purpose of this test is to exclude some people who are too weak first, and those who pass the test are eligible for the next competition.

Ling Hu Lonely has no fear of this so-called test, anyway, he can try to keep a low profile when the time comes.

Saying that, Ling Hu Lin returned to the inn for more than a month, and he didn't even wash his clothes, so Ling Hu Lin exuded a smell of sweat and dust all over his body. At the same time, there was also a faint fragrance, which was a sign that the spirit lotion had not been fully absorbed.

"Hiss-" Suddenly, Ling Hu Silence heard a cry, and the next moment he saw Xiao Hei appear in front of him, and kept smelling Ling Hu Silence up and down, as if he was looking for something.

Before Ling Hushan could react, Xiao Hei had already bitten the corner of his clothes and didn't let Ling Hushan leave.

At this time, Ling Hu Lonely suddenly remembered that he had a promise to Xiao Hei when he first met Xiao Hei, that is, if Xiao Hei had to go on the road with them, he would give Xiao Hei a bowl of spirit lotion. Unexpectedly, this guy actually remembers!

Linghu was silent for a moment, his face was full of black lines, but there was no way, he couldn't help this guy, so he had to carefully take out the spirit lotion from the silk of all things.

At this time, Xiao Hei screamed and kept up.

"Don't scream! If someone else notices, I won't give it to you!" Ling Hu Lin said angrily, at this time Ling Hu Lone's heart is dripping blood! There are only a few bowls in total, I didn't expect to leave you with a bowl!

Surprisingly, Xiao Hei actually stopped, and even opened his mouth to wait for Fox Silence to pour the spirit lotion into its mouth.

Ling Hu Lin struggled to pour the bowl of spirit lotion into Xiao Hei's mouth at an extremely slow speed, either for fear that Xiao Hei would choke, or simply reluctantly. You must know that even if Ling Hu Lonely takes this bowl of spirit lotion to auction or something, I am afraid that countless people will compete to buy it.

"Now you're satisfied!" Ling Hu Lin patted Xiao Hei's back and said, and at the same time, he was very surprised in his heart, after such a bowl of spirit lotion, Xiao Hei actually didn't have anything to do. It was extremely difficult for Ling Hu Lin to absorb such a bowl of spirit emulsion, and several bowls of spirit emulsion had not been completely absorbed for more than a month.

Otherwise, Xiao Hei would not have found out that Ling Hu Lone's body had the smell of spirit lotion and remembered that promise.

This unicorn is really, except that it can't speak, it's just like a human!