The next morning, Lin Chen woke up from meditation, cultivated all night, and improved his cultivation a little, but it would take some time before he could achieve perfection.

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Lin Chen got out of bed and washed up, walked out of the door, the old man who swept the floor was still the same, getting up earlier than Lin Chen, and after Lin Chen said hello, he rushed straight to the martial arts room.

My father was already waiting here, letting Lin Chen practice boxing and start a day of "hard" training.

Lin Chen once went to see the Lin family's martial arts training ground in the early morning, and a teacher led dozens of Lin family disciples to practice swordsmanship, or two by two, or a single point, but they were all practiced exactly the same, and after a while, a new swordsmanship would be taught.

And his father's training method is quite unique, requiring himself to withstand an inexplicable pressure, as if carrying a thousand pounds of weight, constantly punching, retracting, and punching again, until he is exhausted, and immediately meditates and cultivates the quenching technique to recover his physical strength, and the same is true for sword practice, the same stabbing requires Lin Chen to stab hundreds or thousands of times, until he exhausts his physical strength and then quenches his body.

At the end of the day, the effect is also obvious, and the strength is constantly growing, just like laying a foundation, constantly tempering, accumulating.

"Chen'er, you have to keep in mind my words, if you want to have the ability to soar to the sky, you can't be sloppy in every move, and you must be tempered thousands of times to succeed, just like a piece of jade, you must be carefully carved in order to become a priceless treasure."

"In addition, the cultivation of martial artists is also inseparable from the treasures of heaven and earth, elixir weapons, formation prohibitions and other auxiliary things, these things are also divided into levels, corresponding to different martial arts cultivation realms, these things are not necessarily the higher the level, the better, what suits you is the best. For example, if the ground-level exercises allow people below the Qi Martial Realm to cultivate, he will not be able to comprehend at all, and he will not be able to cultivate, let alone forcibly cultivate, it is very likely that he will go mad. Another example is a ground-level elixir or elixir, people below the Qi Martial Realm will only explode and die in an instant if they take it, remember. Father said word by word, deafening and slowly.

Lin Chen wrote it down, and felt a little weird, he always felt that his father was deliberately talking about these things today, reminding himself not to take medicine indiscriminately, "I seem to have harvested a gold and silver soul grass, but I used it for Yu'er, and I didn't eat it." Lin Chen secretly thought, and then he was glad that he didn't eat, and the feeling of dying of the explosion made him feel hairy when he thought about it.

As his father was talking, suddenly the dragon's eyebrows gathered, the tiger's eyes soared, and his gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of miles away in an instant, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's really fast." ”

At this time, outside an ancient forest, sixteen black caped figures slowly emerged, with wide sleeves and robes, hunting and fluttering, everyone seemed to be hidden in the darkness, and their faces could not be seen clearly, and on the cloak, all the blood-colored palace patterns, and the same patterns on the cloak of the Yama King, were like a hideous giant mouth, which was soul-stirring!

Sixteen of them were all suspended in the air, as if they were walking on the ground, and several of them were blood-stained and their steps were vain, apparently injured as they walked through the forest!

The leader is a burly figure, a head taller than everyone else, with broad shoulders, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, thick arms like a giant python, muscles bulging like mountains, and a golden dragon qi all over his body, vividly winding up and down, the whole person is like a tyrannosaurus, full of an unbeatable sense of strength!

He seemed to feel something, raised his head to look at the place where his gaze came from, the spiritual power around his body was agitated, and a powerful sense of oppression swept horizontally, instantly emptying the surrounding air, compressing into a substance and tumbling outward, like a huge wave and tsunami.

"Lin Xiaozong, I finally found you!" The burly man's voice was dull and grand, like a yellow bell and a big lu, resounding through the sky, and like an echo of a valley, shaking the void and turning into rolling thunder.

"Let's go, capture Lin Xiaozong!" The burly man raised his hand and waved, one step at a time, the person was already a hundred miles away, walking in the void, folding the space, one step a hundred miles, the surrounding mountains and rivers flashed like a floating light and shadow, it was like teleportation!

However, the people behind him were not so fast, obviously they couldn't shrink the ground into inches, one step of a hundred miles, they could only desperately use their skills to catch up, the leading man took the lead, and after a while, it became a small black spot, and it was still rushing away.

In the martial arts room, Lin Chen's father slowly withdrew his gaze, and his expression was slightly solemn.

"Chen'er, let's get here first today, come with me."

"Yes." Lin Chen nodded and followed his father.

The two walked to the courtyard, only to see that their mother was also there, and smiled slightly, "Chen'er, it's hard today, right?" I've stewed you a bowl of crucian carp soup, go drink it. ”

"Mother, it's also very hard for my father to guide me in martial arts, so can I give my father a bowl too?"

"Your father still has something to do, my mother will do it for him again, you go first." Mother smiled softly.

Lin Chen looked at his father helplessly, and thought to himself, Dad, my son can only help you get here.

When Lin Chen walked away, his mother's expression gradually became solemn, and the noble and sacred meaning was unconsciously revealed, "Husband, is that old guy from Tianlong here?" ”

"Well, this old guy's cultivation is even deeper, and it won't be long before he finds it here. Xinhe, it seems that we have been exposed, the Yama King is just here to probe the truth, the flies of the temple will continue to come, and it is time for us to leave. ”

The mother exclaimed angrily: "Tianlong, this old guy, is covered in flesh lumps, smelly and hard, I didn't expect to find it so quickly, it's really hateful." Then he showed a strong look of reluctance, "I can't bear Chen'er, I still want to watch Chen'er grow up, watch him be safe and happy." ”

"Xinhe, didn't we say okay, Chen'er has his way to go, and besides, there is an opportunity for him here." Father Lin smiled bitterly.

"I understand, but who doesn't want their children to grow up laughing and laughing by their side, Chen'er is only eight years old, and he is going to be an orphan? My child, I can't bear it. Mother Lin choked up, a little sad.

Father Lin patted Mother Lin's back distressedly, opened his mouth, his heart was also full of bitterness, and he exhaled, "Xinhe, I promise you that I will come to pick up Chen'er as soon as possible." ”

Mother Lin leaned on Father Lin, relieved a little, and then said viciously: "Let's go, husband, let's go and choose a good cemetery for Tianlong's old horseman, and we will beat him to death later, so as not to leave a disaster for Chen'er." ”

"Okay, I'm going to beat him hard later, in order to avenge the hunting and killing back then!" Father Lin smiled heartily.

Immediately, the two figures quickly blurred, hidden into the void, above the periphery of the Zining Mountain Range, the space was like a lake suddenly flooded with silky ripples, a man and a woman walked out of the void hand in hand, the rouge powder streamers were flying, and the gods were brilliant, like a fairy couple descending to earth, and then turned into two pillars of light and shot straight into the depths of the mountain range!

After Lin Chen said goodbye to his parents, he walked to the back hall with a familiar car, his mother's dragon carp soup was placed on the table, the heat was curling, the fragrance was fragrant, and before he walked in, he smelled a mouth-watering smell, Lin Chen's eyes lit up, and after a day of training, he was already hungry.

He hurriedly sat down and tasted the fish meat, it melted in his mouth, it was tender and delicious, the fish soup entered his throat, warm and fragrant, Lin Chen only felt that a soft and long energy was contained in it, slowly erupting in his abdomen, integrating into the flesh, and unconsciously his strength was slightly improved!

Good things, good things, Lin Chen was overjoyed, his mother's craftsmanship was still so good. Lin Chen feasted happily, and after a while, he all went down, and even licked the bottom of the bowl, leaving nothing left, and unconsciously burped, and his little face was very satisfied.

Lin Chen did not slack off, after feeling the effect of this bowl of fish soup, he immediately sat cross-legged, running the body quenching heart method, and a stream of power dispersed from the abdomen into the limbs and hundreds of remains, blending into the flesh and blood, the spiritual power surged, wandering between the meridians, being pulled by Lin Chen's mind, turned into a gang needle quenching, and the cultivation climbed rapidly, and he felt that he could practice the perfection of the pulse realm just a little bit.

At this time, in the depths of the Zining Mountain Range, two handsome lights and shadows roared and galloped, leaving a cloud of space in the place they passed, and the void could not be set off, constantly collapsing, turbulent, and the sound of cracking the sky exploded suddenly thousands of miles away, rumbling and tumbling out, like a thunder gong shouting angrily, suddenly pulling all kinds of visions, dark clouds rolling, and thunder rushing.

"Hum" A space trembling thousands of miles away, and a figure shrouded in a black-clothed cloak rushed out of the void, suddenly aware of it, and slowly turned his gaze, "Huh? Over there, releasing his breath so unscrupulously, he really doesn't take the lord of the hall in his eyes, hehe, but you can't escape. ”

Thousands of miles behind him, a group of people in black-clad cloaks were crossing the void, their spiritual power surging all around them, and their bodies were like sharp arrows shooting at an extremely fast speed.

Suddenly, a loud and dull voice rumbled in their minds, "Lin Xiaozong and his wife have already left Purple Cloud City, the hall master is chasing and killing, you and others have sent a few people to go to the small city to wash the blood, and no one who knows their whereabouts can be left behind!" ”

"Yes!"

Seven people were immediately separated from the team, as if they had not been discussed, but the formation of the team was not chaotic at all, and they continued to go straight to Ziyun City.

The other eight turned around and continued to walk in the wind and hurried with all their might, following the guidance of the voice in their heads.