Ling Huheng didn't know that his ghostly words made the two young hearts beat, and the consequence was that both of them lost sleep. Although Ling Hu Heng knew that cultivation at this moment was purely temporary, he couldn't sleep anyway, and his mind was full of Yang Zhishuang's voice and smile.

Seeing that the night was halfway over, the stars were twinkling, and the crescent moon was in the sky, Ling Hu Heng had no sleep. Tomorrow's competition must be full of spirits, but Hu Heng really lacks a trace of sleep. This can't be blamed on him, too many things happened today, first the thrilling promotion was successful, then he reunited with his father-in-law, and finally saw the goddess, who would be extremely excited, right?

In desperation, Ling Hu Heng finally made up his mind: "Since you can't sleep, let's cultivate, raise the cultivation to the highest, and the victory rate tomorrow will be greater, right?" In fact, Ling Hu Heng was not sure about the battle with Ling Tiangong tomorrow. After all, the gap in cultivation is there, and Ling Tiangong is not the Valley of the Medicine God, and the cultivation is really improved, although the foundation of Fan Mu is not as good as Ling Huheng under the guidance of the Silent Daoist, but it is not much different. Geniuses always have similarities, and most of them are talents and sweat that make them what they have today.

Gathering his mind, Ling Hu Heng sat cross-legged and began to close his eyes and cultivate. He slowly transported a stream of spiritual power, ignited a stream of heat from the dantian, and carefully controlled the flow towards the blocked meridians and acupuncture points. In fact, no matter what kind of exercises, it is important to train the whole body into a whole, and this whole is supported by spiritual power. Taoist exercises mainly emphasize the unity of heaven and man, and the Tao does nothing. People with good understanding can also have an epiphany when they look at Qingshan, and people with bad understanding. I can't even figure out what the Tao Dharma and inaction are.

Ling Hu Heng belongs to that kind of root bone is excellent, but he can't do the realm of calm like water, at this point. He can't compare to Wu Zhen. Wu Zhen was just the opposite, his roots were medium to low, and there was an obstacle in practicing the exercises of the Ancient Sword Sect. However, he was simple-minded, and did not consider his own cultivation, but regarded cultivation as a kind of interest, an effort to meet the master's ardent expectations, which inadvertently alluded to the Taoist non-action in the Taoist mind. It is not slow to enter the realm with cultivation. It is all due to the excessive obstacles seen by the diligent practice, the mind is disturbed, and the demons in the heart inadvertently come indirectly. Therefore, he can only tremble and be nervous, and his cultivation will naturally enter the realm slowly. And in the face of cultivation as an obstacle, this state of mind is a failure, so many people are stuck in the cultivation obstacle. How many years have not progressed an inch.

And at this moment, Ling Hu Heng's intention was not to improve his cultivation. Rather, it is the pursuit of a peace of mind. To be precise, he was there to overcome his inner fears. Tomorrow is about to face the master of the late stage of Shangyuan Infant, and it is unrealistic to say that Ling Hu Heng has no fear. There are too many differences in strength, after all, after the Yuan Infant Period, the gap in a small stage is also very obvious. Not only is there a big gap in the understanding of the exercises, but also in the use of one's own abilities. Although Ling Huheng did not lose confidence in himself. But he also doesn't want to expose too many of his cards. Especially his different pupils, Du Sheng once said to him. If he used such magical abilities in public, he was afraid that he would get into big trouble. Ling Hu Heng didn't want to use the different pupils, after all, his control power over the different pupils that he was born with was not high, and so far he could only use a lot of spiritual power to use the ability that was only a little more powerful than the power of the sword technique, which was a typical thankless task.

However, these are Ling Huheng's subconscious, he may not have thought about this aspect, he just wants to calm down and adjust his state.

He was already slowly settled at the moment, and he clearly "saw" the free spiritual power in the air around him, slowly pouring into his body, through the pores, through his breath, through every part of his body...... And as soon as those spiritual powers entered the body, they began to rush towards the dantian, as if there was a fatal attraction in the dantian.

And what Ling Hu Heng needed to do was just to slowly transport the spiritual power he had gained to Great Zhoutian. His main meridians were unimpeded, but only branches of some meridians, like the diversion of a river, out of a state of blockage. This blockade refers to the fact that several dikes "stand" on the tributary of the river, blocking the flow of water. This metaphor could not be more suitable to describe the blockage of the meridians. Rivers are meridians, and dikes are closed tunnels. If you want to build up, you have to open up these rivers so that the water can flow into the dams. In other words, it is to allow the spiritual power to reach places that were previously unattainable, so that the whole body tends to be a more complete whole.

Ling Hu Heng was in an ethereal state of mind at the moment, and he was in a state of mystery and mystery. He suddenly felt that he had become a part of these spiritual powers, and he happily flowed with them towards those blocked meridians, like a stormy wave, lapping against the reef on the shore, just to reach farther places.

In this way, the mountain-like embankment in front of me did not know when a crack appeared. And this small crack became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Linghu Heng pursued with victory, directing his spiritual power to hit the embankment again and again like ocean waves.

Finally, under the repeated impacts, the mountain-like embankment, like a castle made of sea sand, was suddenly crushed by the slow but persistent impact and collapsed. The spiritual forces rejoiced, like water flooding the golden mountain, and quickly occupied the embankment.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ling Huheng at this moment is like a dignified Buddha statue, exuding a sparkling yellow light, but in fact, it is just an appearance that has been promoted to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

In this way, Ling Huheng has unconsciously successfully overcome the obstacle of cultivation, and his cultivation has officially entered the middle stage of the Yuan Infant!

But Ling Hu Heng still didn't dare to slack off, although he already understood in his heart that the middle stage of the Yuan Infant had arrived at this moment, he still needed to do one thing, that is, to consolidate his cultivation. There is no shortage of such examples in the world of cultivating immortals, ten years of inaction, once he got what he wanted, but because he was too excited, his spiritual power diverged the meridians, and he went mad when he landed, and the meridians were burned, and he became a waste.

Ling Huheng is not a rookie, and naturally understands that what he needs most at this moment is to stabilize his mind and consolidate his cultivation. After all, the newly opened meridians were still weak and could not withstand any excessive spiritual power, but he was careful again and again. If you're not careful, maybe you'll be happy and sad!

The spiritual power slowly flowed on the newly opened meridians, as if soaking in a hot spring, extremely pleasant. Ling Hu Heng didn't dare to enjoy it with confidence, and he needed to cheer up the most at this moment. After all, it is darkest before dawn, and it is the slimmer before success. Before the consolidation of the meridians was completed, Ling Hu Heng did not dare to take it lightly. After all, this is a major matter related to the life of the family!

I don't know how many Great Zhou Days it has been running, so Ling Hu Heng slowly withdrew his spiritual power back to the dantian. At this moment, Ling Hu Heng only felt that the dantian had been soaked with spiritual power, like a pool of spring water, about to overflow. Ling Hu Heng opened his eyes, just in time to meet the wisp of purple glow at the beginning of the sun, moistening his different pupils, as if dyed with a layer of purple. It's just that time is a short moment, and it disappears into the black eyes in an instant.

Ling Hu Heng slowly stood up, tried to lift his spiritual power, and felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he felt that his body at this moment was better than ever!

He picked up the "Wufeng" fairy sword placed on the bed, and just when he touched his hand, a voice sounded in his head: "Morning, master!"

Ling Huheng was taken aback, and couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart: "You want to scare people to death?"

Sword Spirit Wufeng said aggrievedly: "Didn't I want to say hello to you!"

Ling Hu Heng said angrily: "Forget it, don't pretend to be pitiful, hurry up and say, what's the matter?" Ling Hu Heng was too lazy to talk to it, he had already figured out the temper of the sword spirit Wufeng, the typical unprofitable can't afford to be early, and it will be no good thing as soon as it opens its mouth!

Sure enough, the sword spirit Wufeng said: "The master still understands my heart!"

"......" made Hu Heng speechless for a while.

As soon as Sword Spirit Wufeng opened the clip, he couldn't hold it back, and said endlessly: "Master last night, you were really amazing, you actually collected so much spiritual power, and let my soul nourish my soul body for a whole night! Master, let's discuss, if you nourish me like this every day, I'll let you use me once every three days, how about it?"

Ling Hu Heng said in surprise: "I moisturized your soul body?"

Sword Spirit Wufeng said: "Yes, our sword spirit, the most important thing is the soul body, the stronger the soul body, the greater the ability." Master, you don't know, the spiritual power you have cultivated is the best tonic for my soul body!"

Hearing this, Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but want to beat people up, the spiritual power he had worked so hard to cultivate was actually just a tonic for the sword spirit without a blade? If he knew that his alien pupil would absorb spiritual power more than that sword spirit, would he be depressed to death?

Ling Huheng said angrily: "There is no door! If I am in a good mood, maybe I will cultivate, and if I am in a bad mood, don't even think about it! Besides, just now I was promoted to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, so I will have so much spiritual power, do you think this kind of thing is a cabbage, how much do you want?" Don't even think about it!"

After Ling Hu Heng finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the sword spirit Wufeng, and let it accuse Ling Hu Heng of abusing the sword spirit there. Ling Hu Heng automatically ignored the complaint of the sword spirit, picked up the "Wufeng" fairy sword, pushed open the door and walked out. He didn't forget it, today is the day of the competition between him and Fan Mu, it's already breakfast time at the moment, maybe the competition has begun, and he has to hurry to the test table.

When Ling Huheng rushed to the test platform, sure enough, except for some disciples of various factions who were not angry about losing their qualifications for promotion, almost all of them had arrived. This does not include the disciples who Ling Tian Palace allowed to watch the battle, as well as the people of the four great families.

Ling Hu Heng's eyes were sharp, and he saw the location of the Ancient Sword Sect at a glance, because of Wu Zhen's standing height, it was very difficult to find out. Ling Huheng walked quickly to Wu Zhen's side, patted Wu Zhen, who was watching the battle intently, and said, "Big man, it's early!"

Wu Zhen turned around and said, "Senior brother, you are finally here, it will be almost you, if you don't come, I will go to you." ”

Ling Huheng smiled slightly and did not speak. He looked at the battle table before saying, "Yes, big man, you've made the cut?"

Wu Zhenhan smiled: "Yes, it was a coincidence!"

Ling Huheng said confidently: "Okay, let's fight all the way to the finals!"

At this moment, a bitter voice next to him said: "Fight to the finals, hehe, I'm afraid you won't even be able to beat this one!" (To be continued......)

PS: It's finally a hundred chapters, asking for all kinds ~~~