The strongest fairy king

Chapter 66 Wang Dong's Surprise

Lin Yuyang didn't expect that He Xiaohua would kiss him. In fact, based on his reaction, he could avoid it, but for some reason, he didn't choose to avoid it. After being kissed, he felt his heart beating faster than usual She cheered a little, but there was no reaction on the surface, and her face was still calm.

When she entered the campus, Lin Yuyang took a look at the students and passers-by, turned around and left. On the way back, he touched the kissed face, feeling a little complicated.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time in his two lives that he was kissed by a woman. Looking back on the feeling at that time, he felt a little strange.

Back home, Lin Yuyang shook off the negative emotions from his mind, washed up and entered the Immortal Mansion.

The Immortal Mansion is very quiet. The golden tower stands in the Immortal Mansion, with a majestic and majestic aura. Under the golden light, Lin Yuyang directly entered the Immortal Mansion, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice Jiu Xuan Lu Fairy formula.

The practice this time is still the compression of the true essence. Lin Yuyang has been trying to use one mind at two times for the past few days. Although he has not succeeded, he has become a lot more proficient, and the time for compressing the true essence has been greatly shortened.

Lin Yuyang was already very good at manipulating his consciousness. After entering the ethereal realm, he commanded his consciousness to compress the real energy in the dantian within his body, and at the same time distractedly absorb the vitality from the outside world, store it in the dantian, and transform it into real energy. Yuan, if he can achieve nine uses of one mind and compress nine bundles of true energy at the same time, then the cultivation of Qigong during the Qi refining period will be completely completed.

However, this difficulty is quite high, and now he can hardly even do two things at once, let alone one thing at nine times.

In the process of cultivation, Lin Yuyang's mind and consciousness were gradually stripped away. The compression of the true essence was a mysterious process. He was experiencing the feeling of the connection between the true essence and his own blood, and at the same time began to compress and absorb it. Zhenyuan, if you do it alone, you will find it very simple, but if you do it together, you will often lose sight of the other.

Three hours passed quickly, Lin Yuyang did not succeed, but he was not discouraged, because the process of cultivation was all about water grinding, and he was not the reincarnation of a fairy, so it was impossible to accomplish it overnight, not to mention that the practice of Jiuxuan Killing Immortal Art was at least three stages The earth-level exercises are several times stronger than the exercises in his previous life, and the difficulty is naturally much greater.

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Shangdu East District, east of the Martial Arts Hall.

Donglin martial arts school is one of the three major martial arts schools in Shangdu. The curator Wang Dong has real talent and learning, and there are many apprentices. Among them, the rich apprentices often respect him, and some people do business with him, which makes Wang Dong also He has considerable financial resources, bought a piece of land a few years ago, and built a small four-story building as the venue for the martial arts school.

The first and second floors of the martial arts hall are the training rooms, the third floor is the office of the martial arts hall, and the fourth floor is where Wang Dong lives temporarily and the dormitories of the true disciples.

At this moment, the training rooms on the first and second floors are brightly lit. Some students are training hard, and from time to time there are shouts of exhalation and openness, which seem very lively and quite formal.

In the office on the third floor, Wang Dong was sitting on a large sofa, smoking a cigarette in his hand, and opposite him was a man in his thirties. It's less than 160 centimeters tall, and it's still very ugly, but the expression on its face is very confident, with a feeling of high spirits.

"Old Yang, where have you been all these years?" Wang Dong asked, with a look of curiosity on his face.

Wang Dong and this man have known each other since they were young. His name is Yang Rui. He has been interested in ancient Chinese culture since he was a child. He especially likes things like divination and Taoism. He went out to look for masters to learn Taoism and practice, and then he disappeared for nearly 30 years.

Wang Dong hadn't seen Yang Rui in these years, and thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, when he returned to the old house this afternoon, he suddenly heard from his friend that Yang Rui had returned. Instead of staying longer, she left her own number for Yang Rui's elderly mother and asked her to wait for her son to come back and let him contact him.

When he came back from work, Wang Dong's cell phone rang. It was Yang Rui who took the initiative to contact him. He also said that he was in his martial arts gym. He hurried back. The two hadn't seen each other for many years. The relationship is good, and after some pleasantries, I found a sense of familiarity.

"After leaving home that year, I wandered in the deep mountains and old forests with 20 yuan in my pocket, and suffered a lot. Finally, half a year later, I met a master who had attained the Tao on the mountain. I worshiped him as my teacher and followed him to cultivate. Practicing Dao, now that Yicheng is going down the mountain, the first stop is to return to his hometown and see my parents."

Speaking of this, Yang Rui picked up the water glass next to him and took a sip of tea slowly, "I just came back, and I met an old friend without thinking, hehe, it seems that your career is developing very well now."

"It's not bad at all, barely enough to make a living." Wang Dong sighed, and then said, "Lao Yang, there seems to be a strange and powerful aura exuding from you. Is there really any cultivation in the world?"

"Of course, you are a martial arts practitioner, don't you know that there are cultivators in the world?"

Wang Dong was surprised when he casually said the word "cultivator". The Warrior Alliance is a collective organization of ancient warriors. As a member of the alliance, he certainly knows the existence of this inheritance.

Warriors in the innate realm cultivate inner vision, which is similar to the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator. Through this inner vision, they can open up the small universe in their bodies, establish a connection with the entire universe of heaven and earth, and collect the vitality of heaven and earth into their bodies. By tempering the physical body, at this time, innate warriors can also make progress towards cultivators.

However, there are too few cultivators in the mortal world. Although there are legends of cultivators in the Warrior Alliance, only a limited number of people have seen them, and they are all veterans. Wang Dong only knows that there are cultivators, but he has never heard of them before. I've seen it, of course, Lin Yuyang is a cultivator, he has seen it, but he doesn't know it.

"I know, but I haven't seen it before."

Listening to Wang Dong's words, Yang Rui laughed, shaking his head from side to side, and said, "You have already seen it, because I am a cultivator."

Seeing that he admitted that he was a cultivator, Wang Dong couldn't help but stood up, narrowed his eyes, and stared at him carefully, "Old Yang, are you really a cultivator?"

"Of course." Yang Rui knew that he was just talking without proof, so he urged his spiritual sense to control things in the air, and the teacup on the table slowly floated up and down slightly in front of him.

Seeing this miraculous scene, Wang Dong showed surprise on his face, and murmured: "Is this the ability of a cultivator? It's so amazing. I heard that the innate realm can advance to the way of cultivation, but unfortunately, I have been stuck At the peak of the day after tomorrow, it is too late to make progress."

"The innate state is nothing." Yang Rui smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to squeeze the teacup, and stared at Wang Dong with his eyes. His thin body exuded a powerful coercion, like a sharp blade. Wang Dong's cultivation was close to the peak of the day after tomorrow, and he didn't dare to look him in the eyes. He took three steps back and felt better.

Wang Dong was forced to retreat with just one look, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Is this the method of a cultivator?"

Yang Rui smiled complacently, took a sip of tea, and said: "Cultivators have many methods, but this is just the most superficial spiritual attack. You have not yet entered the innate, and you have not cultivated inner vision. Understand."

Wang Dong repeatedly nodded in agreement, and then said: "Old Yang, I have prepared a table of banquets, and we will chat while eating." When he was speaking, his face showed excitement...

(End of this chapter)