Chapter 7: Reiki Decline, Stealing the Sky and Changing the Day

Kneeling on the ground, Ling Yuan looked up to the sky and shouted. It turned out that Lingyuan's consciousness looked into the body and found that his spiritual power not only did not make much progress because of taking the elixir this time, but also degenerated from the nine-stage spirit to the seven-stage spirit.

How can you not let Lingyuan ask the sky speechlessly? However, Ling Yuan shouted for a while, but found that nothing had changed at all. Feng Lin next to her also constantly comforted Ling Yuan. After a long time, Ling Yuan slowly recovered. With the help of Feng Lin, he sat down to Shi**. His face was full of helplessness and depression, and his eyes looked straight ahead. This blow was really too big for Ling Yuan, who was dedicated to quickly improving his realm and avenging his parents.

"Little brother, don't be too sad, it doesn't matter. Isn't it just to reduce two paragraphs? Let's practice hard and believe that with your talent, you can recover in less than a month.

Hearing Feng Lin's words, Ling Yuan couldn't help smiling bitterly. Of course, he knows his own body better than anyone else. He could clearly feel that the aura in his body not only fell, but also found a situation that made him speechless after absorbing it.

Originally, the spiritual scholars absorbed the aura between heaven and earth, and then gathered in the spiritual platform. Just like high-rise buildings rising from the flat ground, slowly, more gatherings can make breakthroughs. Now Lingyuan, after absorbing the aura, finds that as soon as the aura he absorbs enters the body, it immediately dissipates without a trace as soon as it condenses into the spiritual platform.

That is to say, Ling Yuan at this time can't stay in the body at all. It's like a pool where water is put in and water leaks out there. If it goes on like this, you will never be able to gather enough aura to improve yourself. However, Ling Yuan's will has always been very strong. Under Fenglin's comfort, he regained his fighting spirit in a few days. He secretly thought to himself, okay, since God doesn't want me to practice the spirit, I will work harder to practice the spirit.

If you don't let me condense the aura, I will absorb the aura of heaven and earth harder. Even if the pool leaks again, it can't stand the amount of water. As long as the aura absorbed by yourself exceeds the dissipated aura, it can naturally survive. Even if it costs more.

Thinking this, Ling Yuan's practice can work harder. In addition to the daily life of eating and going to the toilet, I take less than five hours of rest every day. The rest of the time is spent on practice.

Feng Lin saw Ling Yuan's crazy cultivation. Although she had a faint heartache in her heart, she also understood that it was difficult to become an adult without suffering. Therefore, even if it is a little heartache, it still takes good care of Ling Yuan's life every day, so that Ling Yuan can practice without any worries.

The time is like an arrow, and the sun and the moon are like shuttles. In the blink of an eye, a month passed. On this day, after Ling Yuan finished his daily practice, he sat cross-legged in stone**. Outside the stone house, Fenglin was busy doing housework. Looking at Fenglin's beautiful body, constantly busy, Ling Yuan's heart had a faint feeling. He put the Buddha on Fenglin's body and saw his mother's appearance. Suddenly, Ling Yuan's heart was a feeling of depression, and at the same time, he also had some feelings of missing.

"Linlin, don't be busy. Come on, sit down and let's have a conversation.

Seeing that Feng Lin was so busy, Ling Yuan couldn't help calling softly. Hearing Ling Yuan's cry, Feng Lin sighed, first picked up the pot, extinguished the fire, and then turned around and returned to the room.

"What's the matter, little brother, isn't it? What's the matter?"

"Ha ha, it's nothing. By the way, Linlin, in the future, why don't you call me Lingyuan, or call me brother Lingyuan? It always sounds like such a little brother and little brother, and it feels like he is a little strange.

Hearing Feng Lin's question, Ling Yuan smiled. After gently standing up, pulling Feng Lin to the bed and sitting down, he followed and sat aside.

"Hee, well, I'll call you Brother Ling Yuan in the future."

As she spoke, Feng Lin gently tilted her head and leaned her head against Ling Yuan's shoulder. Her feet were by the bedside, shaking back and forth, as if the little girl was coquettish and happy in front of the elders, reflecting Fenglin's face.

"Linlin, today, I suddenly found that my cultivation has not increased. It seems that God really wants to stop me. Oh, forget it, Linlin, you are already a master who is about to enter the spiritual period. I think you can leave after you become a spiritual photo. Go back to your hometown, where there are your relatives. And it seems that I can only spend my whole life like this. But I can't let you stay with me like this and delay your life.

Seeing Feng Lin's happy appearance, her head rested on her shoulder, and her hair was as smooth as jade beads on her cheeks. Feeling the fresh fragrance of the girl, Ling Yuan's face couldn't help but be slightly confused and frustrated. However, he gritted his teeth and said what he thought. Although he likes the feeling of being with Feng Lin very much now. But he also clearly knew that if he went on like this, he could not gather aura or enhance his cultivation.

However, Feng Lin is different. At a young age, he entered the ninth level of spiritual gathering. Although such talent may be credited to his own elixir, it can also be seen how good Feng Lin's qualifications are. Ordinary people, it is impossible to advance from the third level to the ninth level without three or five years. Therefore, Ling Yuan also knew that he could not delay Feng Lin's good future for his own sake. And he also knew that Feng Lin was definitely not an ordinary girl, so he could not delay others like this.

"What, Brother Ling Yuan, you, what are you doing? Is it possible that you dislike Linlin? Brother Ling Yuan, no. Linlin doesn't want to leave you. Otherwise, let's go down the mountain tomorrow. Although the outside world is full of unknown dangers, there are also greater opportunities. Maybe it's not necessary to improve Brother Lingyuan's realm.

"Ha ha, forget it. I have never been interested in unknown things. Those things rely on opportunity, to put it bluntly, luck. I think my own luck has always been bad, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen into such a field.

Looking at Feng Lin's excited face, Ling Yuan couldn't help striking her. He secretly added in his heart that if he was lucky, he would not come to this spiritual world where birds don't shit. At the beginning, it was a senior engineer who was loved by everyone and flowers bloomed. What a yearning life.

"Brother Ling Yuan, don't do this. Although opportunities depend on luck, spiritual cultivation is inherently contrary to the way of heaven. Eternal life, mountains and seas, so far as to create everything. Which of these is not something that people with great luck and opportunities can have? As long as there is a chance, we shouldn't give up, right?

"This, this. It seems to be the same. Well, hehe, since Linlin said so, wouldn't Linlin look down on her if I pinch it again?

Feng Lin's words did work. It reminds Ling Yuan of what his tutor said to himself in those years. The road is made by people. There are countless unknowns ahead, but only when you go there can you open that unknown fate and reveal the true meaning of your fate. If you stay still, even if you can live peacefully, you will never understand the meaning of your life.

Thinking of this, Ling Yuan also made up his mind. Whether you can succeed in this life or not, you still have to win. Just like in those years, he climbed from an orphan to the position of high-level gold collar step by step. Didn't those all come in exchange for their own efforts? God rewards diligence. He didn't believe that he would really achieve nothing.

The next day, the two packed up and came down the mountain. Without daring to walk from the road of the front mountain, the two of them detoured from the path of the back mountain. Walking north, three days later, I came to Jiangzhou City.

Ah. Ha ha, Brother Lingyuan, this Jiangzhou city is so prosperous. It is worthy of being the commercial city of Nanzhanbuzhou.

After saying that, Feng Lin gently stretched her arms. Ling Yuan saw Feng Lin's happy appearance, and his heart was also much happier. He was no longer so worried about his own things. The two of them, as if it was the first time for a countryman to enter the city, looked left and right. But they didn't notice that when Feng Lin stretched her arms just now, an old man in gray came out behind them.

Slowly followed Ling Yuan and the two. When they walked to a relatively secluded place, the old man moved. I didn't see how hard he tried. He came to the two of them so lightly and silently.

"This girl, this little brother. Ha ha, I watch the two of them face each other, the heavenly court is full, and the spiritual platform is clear. Definitely not an ordinary person. Especially this girl, I think you have a back blade bone, a genius. How about it? Do you want to learn from me?"

"This, hehe, old man, we came here to play in the mountains and rivers, not to learn art."

As soon as he saw the old man, Ling Yuan immediately put the old man into the ranks of liars. In those years, it was not the first time I met such a person on the street. Isn't there such a plot in a kung fu movie? Boy, I see your strange bones and the wizard of martial arts. I have a unique martial arts secret book called Buddha's Palm. Who made us predestined to sell you for ten yuan.

This kind of bridge is too old. Therefore, Ling Yuan will now pull Feng Lin and continue to move forward. But Feng Lin did not move, and pulled Ling Yuan's sleeve. Ling Yuan didn't notice, but Feng Lin noticed. Although he is not particularly powerful, he can see that the old man is not so simple to come to the front of him without hearing any movement.

"Old man, what do you want to teach us?"

"Hey, is that right? Young man, look at the little girl, how sensible she is. Little girl, you are right. You inquire, who doesn't know me in the whole Jiangzhou city. My old man, who is invincible all over the world, is the old swordsman who steals the sky, and the old swordsman Ji Yunji is me.

After saying that, the old man, with an obscene smile, disappeared from their eyes in an in an eye. After a blink of an eye, he reappeared in front of the two. At the same time, the old man stretched out his right hand and had one more thing in his hand. As soon as Ling Yuan and the two saw this thing, their faces immediately faded.