It's been about ten minutes since I sent Aunty off. Aunty must have rushed back to Mansion Number One, right?
Ling Yun had already left Dragon Gate Mountain and was sprinting towards Qingshui City on the mountain road. He tapped lightly on the ground and soared into the sky like a huge bird, covering a distance of a hundred meters.
In the night, the road and the trees on both sides of the road receded rapidly.
It might be difficult for Aunty to fight a Xiantian Realm Level Eight master alone, but Paul and Chester shouldn't be a problem!
Qin Dongxue was at the early stages of Xiantian Realm Level Five. She had learned the Stellar Condensation Technique, the Dragon Fish Phantom Ability, and the Ninth Killing Technique from Ling Yun. Qin Dongxue had reached a certain level of proficiency in these three techniques and was close to reaching the next level.
Ling Yun relied on the strength and defense of the Stellar Condensation Technique, as well as the Dragon Fish Phantom Ability. Qin Dongxue was at the early stages of Xiantian Realm Level Five, so it wouldn't be a problem for her to kill someone three levels above her.
However, everyone below Xiantian Realm Level Seven was like an ant. Based on Ling Yun's experience, Qin Dongxue could fight anyone below Xiantian Realm Level Eight without losing. However, it wouldn't be easy for her to fight a Xiantian Realm Level Eight master.
Apart from these three techniques, Qin Dongxue also had the Dragon Vein Sword, various talismans, and the Golden Black Devilish Silkworm Robe. Even if Qin Dongxue couldn't defeat an expert at Xiantian Realm Level Eight, she could at least protect herself.
Coupled with my Xian Er, Chester, and Paul, these two non-humans, I wouldn't lose even if I were to fight against the masters at the peak of Dragon Gate Mountain!
The enemies that attacked Mansion Number One couldn't be stronger than those at the peak of Dragon Gate Mountain, right?
Ling Yun pondered as he ran. He had already drunk some dragon saliva when he left the mountain and used the Yin-Yang harmony balance to heal his internal injuries. However, he didn't drink too much this time. It wasn't because his body couldn't take it, but because the fragrance of the dragon saliva was too sweet.
Sesame oil was very fragrant, but who could drink a whole bottle of sesame oil in one go? Wouldn't they be bored to death?
Of course, even though the fragrance of the dragon saliva was rich, it didn't make people feel as greasy as when they drank sesame oil. The reason why Ling Yun felt greasy was because he had drunk too much dragon saliva in the past few days.
There were two other reasons why Ling Yun did not rely on the dragon saliva to recover his True Qi.
One of the reasons was that he had great confidence in his fundamental cultivation technique, the Yin-Yang harmony balance!
With Ling Yun's speed, it would take him less than fifteen minutes to reach Mansion Number One. Fifteen minutes was enough for him to circulate the Yin-Yang harmony balance three times in his body.
The Yin-Yang harmony balance could allow one's energy center to generate Yin-Yang True Qi. It could also absorb and assimilate any True Qi and could even be used to treat any internal injuries.
By circulating the Yin-Yang harmony balance three times, not only would he be able to return to his peak condition, but he would also be able to recover ninety percent of his internal injuries.
Another reason was that Ling Yun was holding a thick, round log in his left hand. It was green and crystal clear. A faint green glow enveloped the entire log, making it look full of life!
The Ling Family's Divine Willow Wood!
The Divine Willow Wood emitted a strong Wood Spiritual Energy, which was absorbed into Ling Yun's body. The boundless vitality nourished every inch of his skin, every cell, every limb, every bone, and every organ in his body. Nothing was left unobstructed!
While he was absorbing the Wood Spiritual Energy, he was also multitasking. He was silently cultivating the Supreme Green Thearch Art!
His Supreme Green Emperor Art was still at the ninth minor realm of the fourth stage. He was still unable to mature herbs on a large scale.
However, with the Divine Willow Wood in hand, Ling Yun could absorb the Wood Spiritual Energy on both sides of the road!
There were many trees in Jiangnan to begin with. It was midsummer, the time when plants and trees were flourishing and growing vigorously. Although the Plant Spiritual Qi emitted by each blade of grass and tree was so thin that it could be ignored, there was still so much of it!
The Divine Willow Wood, the Supreme Green Emperor Technique, and Ling Yun's terrifying physique that could absorb spiritual energy from the heavens and the earth. Under his deliberate control, wherever he passed by, the thin spiritual energy from the plants would automatically gather and form a green essence that flowed into Ling Yun's body like a waterfall!
Speed, thinking, Yin-Yang harmony balance, Supreme Green Emperor Art!
Ling Yun was able to multitask!
This was why Ling Yun's cultivation speed was so much faster than others and why he could kill enemies so many realms higher than him!
With the combination of the Yin-Yang harmony balance and the Wood Spiritual Energy of the Divine Willow Wood, Ling Yun was confident that his internal injuries would be healed before he even reached Mansion Number One!
Mo Wudao was carried in Ling Yun's right hand. His body was parallel to the ground, and his hands were waving wildly. From afar, it looked like he was riding the clouds.
Mo Wu Dao felt like he was flying right now. His ears were filled with wind, and he couldn't even open his eyes due to the strong wind brought by Ling Yun's speed. He had long lost his sense of direction.
Occasionally, when he opened his eyes, the low mountain in front of him was like a ferocious beast charging towards him. Then, Ling Yun would turn around and see another mountain in front of him!
In the darkness, at such a fast speed, Mo Wudao felt as though Ling Yun was bringing him crashing into mountain after mountain. However, he didn't crash into any of them. Mo Wudao was scared out of his wits.
From this, one could see the importance of training one's body. If one's body wasn't strong enough and his reaction speed wasn't fast enough, no matter how good his Qinggong was, if he couldn't even open his eyes when the wind blew, and his ears couldn't hear anything other than the wind, how could he fight?
Therefore, those who didn't go through physical training and didn't have a strong enough body were pure nonsense. It was impossible. Just going against the wind was enough to kill someone.
"Don't move!"
Ling Yun shouted as he felt Mo Wudao struggling harder and harder.
"Big … Big Brother … Can … can we discuss something?"
Once Mo Wudao opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with wind. It was difficult for him to breathe, let alone speak.
Ling Yun frowned slightly. "Speak!"
Mo Wudao lowered his head and covered his mouth and nose with his hands. Only then did he feel much better. He hurriedly said, "Can we fly slower?"
"No." Ling Yun rejected him directly.
Mo Wudao's face turned bitter as he said with a sob, "Then can we change positions? Not only am I feeling dizzy, but I also can't breathe. If this goes on, I'm going to vomit … "
Change positions?!
Ling Yun laughed in his heart. He felt that he had neglected this weird little Daoist because he was busy healing himself. He shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but ask, "Then what position do you want?"
Mo Wudao begged pitifully, "Why don't I get on your back?"
Ling Yun thought for a moment and didn't reply. He directly swung his hand and made Mo Wudao do a 360-degree turn in the air, lying on his back.
"Don't hug my neck, grab my shoulders with both hands and stabilize me!"
"Okay!"
Mo Wudao agreed quite well. However, the next moment, he suddenly screamed, "Oh my god!" Both his legs were wrapped tightly around Ling Yun's waist. His legs hooked tightly, locking him in place.
Ling Yun immediately frowned. This position between two grown men was really unsightly.
"You better f * cking let go of me!"
Mo Wudao's legs were tightly wrapped around Ling Yun's waist. "Oh my god … you're too fast, I … I'm afraid I'll fall!"
What kind of concept was a hundred meters in one go? If Ling Yun needed three seconds for each rise and fall, that would be a hundred and twenty kilometers per hour!
At such a speed, Ling Yun had asked Mo Wu Dao to only use two hands to hold onto his shoulders. It was indeed difficult for the little Daoist.
"How troublesome!"
Ling Yun thought to himself. If he wasn't worried about suffocating you, he would have thrown you into his spatial ring!
However, this wasn't a problem for Ling Yun. With a thought, he took out a Golden Black Devilish Silkworm rope from his spatial ring. With a flick of his hand, he coiled the rope around his back a few times and tied Mo Wu Dao tightly to his back.
"It's alright now, let go!"
Mo Wudao tried to struggle and realized that it was indeed safe. Instantly, he was overjoyed and quickly removed his legs from Ling Yun's waist.
Now that Ling Yun had his hands free, he took out both pieces of Divine Willow Wood and started to absorb the Wood Spiritual Energy crazily. His healing speed instantly doubled.
"Wow, you can actually run even faster!"
Mo Wudao exclaimed in shock as he looked at the mountains and trees on both sides of Ling Yun's back.
After turning another mountain ridge, the terrain in front of them suddenly opened up. There were no more green mountains in the way, and Ling Yun could already see the lights of Qingshui City.
"There's still something faster!"
Ling Yun suddenly sped up!
"What a monster!"
Mo Wudao was shocked and excited. Whether Ling Yun was a good or bad person didn't matter. At least his Qinggong was definitely shocking!
"Hey, why are you holding two pieces of wood in your hands?"
Ling Yun was so angry that he said in a low voice, "Can you shut up or not? Do you believe that I won't stuff your mouth?! "
Mo Wudao was really too talkative.
When Mo Wu Dao heard this, he immediately shut his mouth. But after a long while, he asked in confusion, "What are you going to use to block it?"
Ling Yun: "…"
"Hey, didn't you say that your fortune-telling is very accurate? Let me ask you, what's the situation at Mansion Number One now? Why don't you tell me? "
Mo Wudao's expression froze. "That counts?"
Ling Yun frowned. "Why? You can't tell? "
Mo Wudao pouted. He thought that he could, but why should he do it if Ling Yun didn't pay him?
Of course, he wouldn't dare to say this out loud. He could only say bitterly, "Then tell me the exact location of Mansion Number One in Qingshui City."
Ling Yun said directly, "It's southwest of Qingshui City, east of Qingshui Lake, very close to the lake."
At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed in a general direction. "It's there, about six kilometers away."
Mo Wudao looked up at the starry sky, then at the direction that Ling Yun was pointing at. He started counting with his fingers.
After a while, Mo Wudao frowned and said in a low voice, "Great omen."
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Sorry, I'm one hour late. Three o 'clock tomorrow. Please get a guaranteed monthly ticket! (To be continued.)
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