Feeling that the golden-white Constellation, which had not moved for more than half a year, suddenly began to absorb Gang Qi and strengthen the cultivation of the Constellation, Ling Dong's feelings could no longer be described as excitement.
What tent and mountain wind? What's a man suffering a little? Cultivation strength is the most important.
At that moment, Ling Dong ignored Wang Mu's cries for help in the wind. He braved the wind and directly sat down on the grass that was swept by the wind. He greedily started to cultivate, afraid that this kind of growth would disappear in the blink of an eye.
Ling Dong almost risked his life to run the second level of the Big Dipper Technique, the Army Breaking Technique, desperately increasing the rotation speed of the golden-white Constellation, allowing it to greedily absorb Gang Qi.
Ling Dong himself was also very surprised. What was going on?
For more than half a year, he had been unable to absorb Gang Qi to increase his cultivation. How could the golden-white Constellation suddenly be able to?
Ling Dong could not understand. Was it because of the mountain wind?
Ling Dong could not see the connection between the mountain wind and the golden-white Constellation, but strangely, when the mountain wind came, the cultivation of the golden-white Constellation in his body suddenly increased.
Strange, it was really strange!
Unable to understand, Ling Dong could only study himself again. He sank his mind into his dantian, trying to find the difference from the past. However, even though Ling Dong used his inner vision to scan his dantian and meridians, he still could not find any difference.
He was still him. His dantian was still the same as before, but the golden-white Constellation had indeed begun to increase his cultivation, although the increase was relatively slow! It was not even half as fast as usual.
Taking the opportunity to drink a mouthful of Marching Wine, Ling Dong wanted to speed up his cultivation.
However, something even more depressing happened to Ling Dong. After drinking the Marching Wine, the cyan Constellation became excited and active, and his meridians also expanded a little. However, the cultivation speed of the golden-white Constellation still did not increase.
Ling Dong was now depressed. Could it be that his training speed had to be dragged down by this golden-white dipper? Originally, cultivating two Combat Stars at the same time would slow down one's cultivation speed. Now, one of the Gang Fighters' speed had been reduced by half again. Ling Dong was depressed.
"What kind of treasure does that woman, Liu Yaoguang, have? I'm in deep trouble!" With a sigh, the helpless Ling Dong could only seize the time to cultivate. Who knew if he would be able to increase his cultivation in a while or tomorrow. However, in his heart, he made up his mind to think of a way to snatch the treasure from Liu Yaoguang.
The raging mountain wind whistled. However, Ling Dong was like a solid rock as he sat there with his legs crossed. His expression was neither sad nor happy as he was completely immersed in his cultivation.
About an hour later, Wang Mu's annoyed voice came through the wind, "Ling Dong, Ling Dong, where did you go? I've found it. Where are you? "
The mountain wind was strong and it was night, so visibility was very low. Wang Mu thought that Ling Dong had gone to chase after the tents like him, so he shouted Ling Dong's name.
Ling Dong heard Wang Mu's call, but Ling Dong did not answer. If Ling Dong answered, his cultivation would be interrupted again. Ling Dong was very worried now. He was worried that he would be beaten back to his original state in the next moment and be unable to cultivate.
Listening to the voice looking for him, Ling Dong had a thought. This Wang Mu was not bad. At least he knew to call him. It seemed that he was not a vicious hacker.
"Ling Dong, Ling Dong, where did you go … Ling Dong … Ling Dong … where did you go …" Wang Mu's voice suddenly stopped. Ling Dong, who was cultivating, felt a strong murderous aura on him. There was also a burning gaze, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
"You … you … I risked my life to chase after the tents, but you, you're so free! Ah, it's so dark and windy here. I'm going to chase him alone. You're just sitting there calmly. You're so sure you're going to chase after him. So what if you have money? "Wang Mu seemed to be very angry, and he kept scolding him there.
Ling Dong felt a little uncomfortable listening to him. This Wang Mu was too narrow-minded, wasn't he? Wasn't it just that he didn't chase after a broken tent? Did he have to be so angry?
"Pretend, keep pretending. Why are you still sitting there? I've already chased after you, but you're still sitting there without moving! Are you still … human! " Wang Mu was fuming with anger at Ling Dong's motionless behavior. But no matter how much he scolded, Ling Dong didn't move!
However, while Ling Dong was cultivating with all his strength, he was also carefully on guard. He was afraid that Wang Mu would suddenly attack him with his whip spear in a fit of anger. That move was extremely vicious.
After scolding for a while, Ling Dong still remained indifferent. Wang Mu was at his wit's end. He couldn't really use his whip spear to stab Ling Dong, right?
"Okay, if you want to drink the wind, then drink the wind for me. Drink the wind all night!" Wang Mu scolded angrily and said, "Rain, I think it's best if it rains heavily for the rest of the night. Let's make it rain heavily, I'll tell you to pretend!"
While scolding, Wang Mu fixed his tent again. After tidying it up, he angrily went into his tent to rest, no longer caring about Ling Dong.
However, Ling Dong heaved a sigh of relief and focused even more on his cultivation.
What made Ling Dong happy was that nothing unexpected happened that night. Ling Dong continued to cultivate until his meridians and dantian could no longer bear it. Only then did he tidy up the tent that Wang Mu had thrown aside, casually set it up, and went to rest.
The next morning, Wang Mu woke Ling Dong up early. When he saw the scene of Ling Dong sleeping soundly in the tent, Wang Mu almost ground his teeth to pieces. His handsome face also became somewhat distorted due to his anger.
Wang Mu was like this in the morning, but during the day, it was even more outrageous. A few days ago, when they encountered Demonic Beasts, Ling Dong didn't even need to do anything. Wang Mu would rush to finish them off. But today, when the Demonic Beasts appeared, Wang Mu didn't care at all. He even deliberately avoided them and let the Demonic Beasts attack Ling Dong.
However, Ling Dong wasn't angry. He slowly finished off the Demonic Beasts and checked if there were any Demonic Cores. If there were Demonic Cores, he would take them! However, the chances of these low-level Demonic Beasts dropping Demonic Cores were very low.
Ling Dong was just a little curious. Didn't I just let you chase after my tent for more than an hour in the wind? Do you have to be so angry?
Aren't you a little too petty?
Majestic South Mountain meandered up and down, with countless large and small peaks. Ling Dong and Wang Mu climbed over one of the higher peaks today. Both of them were martial artists, but their speed was much faster than ordinary people. At noon, they had already climbed to the top of the mountain.
After a short rest, they walked down from the top of the mountain again. In fact, mountain roads were like this. In a straight line, the distance looked like four or five miles. But if they really walked, they could cover dozens or even hundreds of miles.
The path down the mountain was relatively flat. Following the trails that were created by martial artists, they walked smoothly. Moreover, the mountainside of this mountain was lush and verdant, which was very beautiful. Even Wang Mu, who had a cold expression on his face, relaxed a lot.
"Sirs, please do me a favor. My daughter is still young. You can't!"
"Help … Dad, Mom … Save me … No!" Halfway up the mountain, a pitiful cry for help suddenly came from the mountainside.
"Old thing, scram. It's your daughter's fortune that we took a liking to her. Do you understand? Fortune? If you keep talking, I'll sell her to the brothel as a prostitute when I'm done!" A rough voice laughed loudly. At the same time, there were sounds of kicking and beating.
"Sirs, sirs, I know it's my daughter's fortune that you took a liking to her. But there are so many of you. How is my daughter going to live? Besides, my son is still working for your Ghost Tiger Gang. Sirs, please do me a favor and let my daughter go, okay? " An old man's pleading voice, accompanied by a woman's sobbing, rushed into Ling Dong and Wang Mu's ears.
Ling Dong frowned slightly, but he couldn't find the voice of this group of people. Just as he was hesitating about whether to meddle in their business, Wang Mu's face turned extremely ugly.
He glared and rushed towards the source of the sound. Like a leopard cat, he probed into the lush forest, as if he had the intention to meddle in other people's business.
"Hmph, I didn't expect Wang Mu to have a hot-blooded heart. In that case, this person shouldn't be a hacker." Ling Dong muttered. However, his expression remained calm as he walked forward. It was as though he was indifferent to the miserable cries for help.
In the Tiangang Continent, such things were too common! Especially in the remote mountains and wilderness, any martial artist with a bit of strength would do this kind of thing.
Every day, such things would happen in the Tiangang Continent!
Ling Dong followed Wang Mu's trail into the lush forest. To his surprise, he saw three wooden houses in the forest. From afar, they looked quite elegant.
Wang Mu, who had just climbed up a tree to investigate, suddenly slipped down silently. He slid behind a big tree and gestured to Ling Dong, indicating for Ling Dong to go over.
"Why? Do you want to meddle in this matter?" Ling Dong walked over and asked in a low voice.
Wang Mu's expression was dejected and helpless. "There are a total of fourteen people inside. An old man, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and an unconscious woman. The other eleven people are all Xiantian Realm martial artists.
Judging from their clothing and the conversation just now, these eleven people are all from the Ghost Tiger Gang. Among them, one of them is a leader with a cultivation level of at least Xiantian Realm Level Six. I can't tell, but his cultivation level might be higher than mine! Among the other ten people, one is at Xiantian Realm Level Five, three are at Xiantian Realm Level Four, four are at Xiantian Realm Level Three, and two are at Xiantian Realm Level Two! "
"No! Gentlemen, please do me a favor. Don't … defile my daughter! "The old man inside was already in tears.
"I want to save her, but I don't have the ability! What a pity. If you were at Xiantian Realm Level Six, we might have a chance! "Wang Mu tugged at Ling Dong helplessly." Let's go, we can't meddle in this! This bunch of b * stards! "
Wang Mu's tug didn't move Ling Dong at all.
"Hey, what are you doing? There are too many of them, and from the sound of it, more people are rushing over. If you don't want to die, hurry up and leave!" Wang Mu shouted in a low voice.
At this moment, Ling Dong's face suddenly turned green. No matter how hard Wang Mu tugged, he wouldn't budge. While Wang Mu was still in shock, Ling Dong suddenly laughed. It was a sad laugh!
"Wang Mu, hurry up and run for your life. It's not too late to leave now!"
"What?"
Before Wang Mu could react, Ling Dong suddenly unsheathed his sword and roared, "All the grandsons inside, get the hell out here for your grandpa!"
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