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On the Moon Island of Wanghu Lake, lush artemisia grass is everywhere, which makes the stone mounds in Dangyang much shorter, and you can vaguely see the situation back then. However, there is no grass around the stone mound on the side, and it is still the same as when Yu'er left.

Ten years, in the blink of an eye.

When he woke up from his meditation again, Lin Yi had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. It took ten years of work for a 'Spirit Dragon Technique', and he would no longer take it for granted that this was a simple and easy-to-learn exercise.

It took ten years of work to cultivate a mantra, and there was no big success, let alone a small success, which could only be regarded as a slight gain, and this was enough to make Lin Yi happy.

When he meditated for three years, the Spirit Dragon Jue didn't move, and the Jin Dan, which was almost complete, finally stopped dissolving, and for this, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next two years, the long-dormant Dragon Pill slowly moved in the sea of qi, and with the operation of the 'Spirit Dragon Formula', a strange spiritual power slowly flowed throughout the body, and merged with the qi in the body. All of a sudden, there seemed to be two golden pills in the sea of qi, one was strong and violent, and the other was weak and miserable.

In this regard, the little golden dragon in the dragon pill was very reluctant, but it was made by the 'spirit dragon formula', and while refining Lin Yi's muscles and bones, he had to divide a wisp of spiritual power to nourish the poor broken pill.

In this way, another four years have passed, and as the muscles and bones have become stronger and stronger, there is a trace of blood ties between Lin Yi and Long Dan. Perhaps because of this, he was able to turn that wisp of strange spiritual power into his own use, although it was still very weak, but it made himself have a cultivation that was not weaker than that of the Jindan monk.

In addition, thanks to the nourishment of the Dragon Pill, the broken pill not only stopped the trend of ablation, but also slowly healed. It's just that, as if the heart was cracked, those cracks were eye-catching, making the yellow and white Dan body even more indecent. And Lin Yi was relieved that this seemingly ugly and weird Dan body had already started to work on its own, and the danger of regression and even loss of cultivation was temporarily gone, and what he was depressed about was what his true cultivation was?

In the last year, the scarred Dan body has not improved, and it is still far from becoming a real Jin Dan. And the entry of the 'Spirit Dragon Jue' is slow, and it is unknown what the situation will be when it is cultivated to a small level.

In the past seventy-three years, almost all of them have been spent in retreat, but something is missing. I remember that there are clouds in the "Cave Sutra", thinking about it, thinking about it, thinking about it, thinking about it, ghosts and gods will understand it. It is not the power of ghosts and gods, but also the extreme sincerity...... Perhaps, he does not lack cultivation, and what is short is a point of understanding.

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It was another autumn dusk, and in front of a stone mound stood a lonely figure in the bleak artemisia grass. When night falls, a fresh breeze blows away, leaving only the loneliness of the land. The crescent moon hung lonely on that day, as cool as yesterday......

Rain, I'm gone...... I'll come back to see you......

There was a fishing fire flickering by the lake, and the familiar village was lit up. Suddenly, like a dream, Lin Yilai came to a small courtyard that had collapsed for a long time in the west of the village, and sighed softly.

Yu'er's home is in ruins, and a row of new thatched huts is not far away, and the once empty village is once again populated.

Like the weeds on the dragon, humble and persistent......

Yu'er, the eldest brother is also homesick...... Taking a deep look at this familiar and unfamiliar village again, Lin Yi turned around and walked to a hill, grabbed it, and a few things flew out of the ground. He left only a small flag, and with a violent pull of both hands, there was a 'plop', and black smoke filled the cracked debris, and then a whirlwind rose from the ground, and before long, everything slowly dispersed in a faint cry......

Lin Yi left Wanghu Lake and turned south. Due west was Wangzi County, where Xuantianmen was located, and he didn't want to cause any more trouble. From here, go straight to Jishui in the south, pass Gubi, and you can reach Lanling County by wearing Langya.

To this day, Lin Yi knew that Xuantianmen would still not let him go. With his own ability, he is not enough to compete with the other party, and the slightest carelessness will be a dead end. And one's own cultivation is in such a situation right now, and it is useless to continue to bury one's head in cultivation. In such a dilemma, it is better to turn around and leave......

At this time, Lin Yi had two different spiritual powers in his body. His own cultivation was unbearable, so he drove the power of the dragon pill to perform the wind escape technique, and it was a thousand miles away.

Remember that when building the foundation, the wind can not escape for a hundred miles, and when it is close to the golden pill, it can be thousands of miles away, this wind escape technique is worthy of the ancient magic, and over time, it will become more and more extraordinary.

It was only a few days' work, and Lin Yi passed through Jishui County to Gubi County. In the swift wind, he suddenly slowed down, and there was an extra jade slip in his hand, which he checked and then flew towards the mountains and dense forests.

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This is a small mountain town, dozens of families are scattered on both sides of the mountain road, and next to the intersection are a few grass huts, which are the places where the wine shops and tea stalls go.

Under a diagonal wine flag, in front of several hardwood square tables, a gray-robed man was talking to an old man selling wine.

The name of the town is Wang Gu, which is also appropriate. The man smiled and nodded, then sat down at the table and asked for a jar of wine, while looking at the mountain scenery, drinking alone.

This man is Lin Yi, who has been on the road here, and he has not stopped for many days, and when he saw that this mountain town was very secluded, he couldn't help but stop and rest. Without him, just drinking, stop by and ask where this place is.

I don't know when Lin Yi fell in love with the days of drinking. I inadvertently drank the sorrow and loneliness, and at the end, the taste of the wine was faint and the loneliness was strong.

The shopkeeper sent a side dish with wine, but Lin Yi refused with a smile. He bought two more jars to carry with him, and walked alone into the north mountain trail.

The mountain road was deserted, and Lin Yi put away the wine jar. The place in the Qiankun ring is big, and I will try to buy more wine to bring with me another day. His figure faded, only to pass two hills, and then stopped again curiously.

In the distance was the winding mountain road, and near was a small valley, where two women were arguing. Lin Yi hid under a tree on the top of the mountain, looking down with a somewhat puzzled look.

"Senior sister, why did you abandon your master and take refuge in the Black Mountain Sect? This is a deception of the teacher and the ancestor!" reprimanded a woman in Tsing Yi, who was the lotus heart of the Red Cloud Palace, and was already a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building. Her anxious look was full of worry. The other party is Hong'er in pink, who is a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and his original flower-like face is faintly covered with a layer of black gas. She looked at her senior sister with a little pain in her eyes, a little helplessness, and a little bit of irrepressible anger.

"Senior sister, you should join the Black Mountain Sect with me......" Turning around, Hong'er was unmoved, and her voice was very cold. Lianxin was anxious and angry, and said: "Aren't you being confused? Hurry back to the mountain with me, and you will have your own elders to make decisions for you......

"Hmph, if the elders can make decisions for me, how can Hongyun Palace become someone else's vassal......" Hong'er said with resentment, but suddenly turned around and sacrificed a sword light, passing through the chest of Lianxin, who was close at hand-

"Ahh She never imagined that her sister, who was like a brother, would kill her. Hong'er's face was pale, with a little hectic panic, and she also took two steps back, cowardly and silently: "Why don't you hide?"

Seeing the sisters killing each other, Lin Yi on the top of the mountain was deeply stunned, but he frowned and watched coldly.

"Senior Sister Hong'er, why do you want to kill me......" I don't know if it's pain or heartache, Lianxin's tears welled up.

Flying Sword returned to Hong'er's side, she didn't dare to look into her senior sister's eyes, and argued forcefully: "Since you know my secrets and refuse to join the Black Mountain Sect, I ...... I had to ......."

"Do you have to kill me, ......?" Seeing the junior sister who had been with her for many years become like this, Lian Xin smiled miserably, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. She shook her head and said, "You're not my junior sister......"

"No...... I'm ......" Hong'er lowered her head, said a word, and took a step back, but she stood in place and was at a loss. At this moment, a man's laughter suddenly came from the side: "Hehe! Sisters turn against each other and kill each other, it's really sad!"