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Chapter 450 Exposure
Lin Qianxing slowly opened his eyes under the rays of the rising sun.

At this time, 720 inner alchemy had already appeared in his body.

With a thought, Lin Qianxing's fingertips showed a ray of gray-green inner energy.

This inner energy is extremely pure and condensed, and it also contains Lin Qianxing's martial arts will.

"Such a lot of internal energy should be enough to use the "Faxiangjing"." Lin Qianxing murmured.

In fact, if he really wanted to, the previous internal energy should be enough for him to use the "Faxiang Jing".

But the previous internal energy was not cohesive enough, even if he used the magic form, it was just an empty shell, not as strong as his main body.

But it's different now.

Now his internal qi has been condensed enough, and there is also the bonus of martial arts will, if he condenses his Dharma form, it will be as powerful as destroying mountains.

Moreover, he has 720 inner alchemy, if all of them erupt, his combat strength may not be worse than that of a monk at the peak of the Xuan rank, and only a monk of the Dao rank can stabilize him.

At this time, Mo Ling had also woken up. Looking at the thin blanket on her body, the expression on her face changed.

"Mr. Lin, you are a good person everywhere, but you have a cold face and a warm heart, and you are not good at speaking." Mo Ling smiled and said to Lin Qianxing.

"Clean up quickly and get ready to go." Lin Qianxing said coldly.

"Understood." Mo Ling nodded happily.

A quarter of an hour later, the two hit the road again.

The two walked like this for three days, and Zifeng Mountain appeared before Lin Qianxing's eyes.

It was a mountain as high as a thousand feet.

The whole body of the mountain is purple, so it has the name of the mountain.

There is a Zifeng Temple on Zifeng Mountain, in which lives a powerful monk named Zifeng Daoist.

Just because of the existence of this one person, this Zifeng Temple has become one of the top forces in Fuyao.

It is said that this real person Zifeng once studied in Yunlongzong for a period of time, and has some affection with Yunlongzong. They have also intersected with each other over the years, and the relationship is not bad.

"Are you sure your relative is in Zifeng Temple?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"Of course, Aunt Zhong was my father's junior sister back then, and she had a very close relationship with my father. I heard from my father that if some accidents hadn't happened, she would almost have been my mother." Mo Ling said.

Lin Qianxing gave Mo Ling a sideways look, and said, "If this is the case, you may not have been born."

"Yes." Mo Ling reacted and said in a little shock.

Lin Qianxing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, amused by Mo Ling's innocence.

But the smile was restrained by him only for a moment.

"Let's go, I'll see you off for the last time." Lin Qianxing said.

Hearing the sound, Mo Ling's expression was a little unnatural, as if she was reluctant to give up, but she nodded immediately and said: "Yes."

Afterwards, Lin Qianxing took Mo Ling on the mountain climbing road.

The road to the Zifeng Temple was rugged, Lin Qianxing was fine, but halfway through, Mo Ling felt out of breath and said she couldn't walk anymore.

"Mr. Lin, wait...wait for me...I really can't walk any longer." Mo Ling stopped on the mountain path and gasped.

Seeing this, Lin Qianxing hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I'll take you up."

"Is it really possible?" Mo Ling asked in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense, grab my hand." Lin Qianxing said.

Hearing this, Mo Ling smiled and stretched out her hand, holding Lin Qianxing's palm.

With a thought in Lin Qianxing's mind, the spirit engulfed the bodies of the two of them and suddenly soared into the air.

"Ah!!" Mo Ling exclaimed, but then she was full of joy and said loudly: "It's so high! The scenery here is so beautiful!"

Not long after, the two of them walked through the clouds and came to the gate of Zifeng Temple at the top of Zifeng Mountain.

Lin Qianxing did not enter directly, but stopped here.

There were disciples outside the mountain gate who were on duty practicing kung fu, and they were obviously shocked when they saw this scene.

Mo Ling hid behind Lin Qianxing, lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at the disciple who guarded the mountain, she seemed a little nervous.

"Senior, I don't know what your honorable name is. What's the purpose of coming here this time?" A more clever disciple stepped forward and said.

Lin Qianxing said: "I am Lin Kong, the true disciple of the Yunlong Sect. This time, I came here specially to visit the real Zifeng, and I sent a friend here to visit relatives. I will trouble you little brother to go in and report."

"It turned out to be the true disciple of the Yunlong Sect, please come with me, Lin Zhenchuan, and I will report immediately." The disciple said.

After finishing speaking, he led the way ahead and led Lin Qianxing inward.

After bringing Lin Qianxing and Mo Ling to the living room, the disciple went to report to the higher-ups of Zifeng Temple.

"Mr. Lin, will you remember me?" Mo Ling suddenly said.

Lin Qianxing looked at Mo Ling, and saw some complicated emotions in her eyes.

At this moment, Lin Qianxing also had some doubts about his spiritual perception.

During this period of getting along, Mo Ling gave him the feeling that he was just an ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

He thought, maybe Mo Ling did have something special, maybe it was the backhand bestowed by the elders that alerted his spiritual sense.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianxing stopped being so unkind, nodded to Mo Ling and said, "Yes."

"Then will you come to see me again?" Mo Ling asked.

Lin Qianxing fell silent when he heard the words.

He is a person who values ​​promises. If he doesn't come, he won't come. If he promises, he will definitely come again.

But if it comes again, the little girl will probably have some thoughts that she shouldn't have.

Now he is only thinking about destroying the tricks, and he doesn't think much about falling in love.

Moreover, this game world is so weird that he may not even be able to protect himself, and it may be another bad fate.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianxing had the idea of ​​resolutely rejecting Mo Ling.

He turned his head to look at Mo Ling, and saw that there was a look of expectation on her exquisite face, which I still felt sorry for. She seemed to have seen something, but she didn't want Lin Qianxing to puncture her dream like this.

Lin Qianxing sighed inwardly.

"It will come." Lin Qianxing said with a smile.

He lied, but a white lie.

"That's good, then I'll make you my best dim sum and make sure you can swallow it with your tongue." Mo Ling said with a bright smile.

Lin Qianxing nodded and said, "Then I will wait."

While the two were chatting, a middle-aged woman in a gray Taoist robe walked out. The moment she saw Mo Ling, her expression suddenly froze on her face.

But her reaction was quick, and the next moment she said directly: "Ling'er?"

"Aunt Zhong!" Mo Ling got up, and immediately threw herself into the woman's arms, sobbing, "There was a blood locust in my hometown. Father and mother are both dead."

"Oh, this world has suffered for you."

After the two of them expressed their feelings, the woman noticed Lin Qianxing.

"This is Lin Kong who escorted me here, Mr. Lin, he is the true descendant of Yunlongzong." Mo Ling introduced to the woman.

After finishing speaking, Mo Ling introduced to Lin Qianxing: "My aunt, Zhong Muzhen, is the internal affairs elder of Zifeng Temple."

Zhong Muzhen saluted Lin Qianxing: "It turns out that she is a disciple of the Yunlong School. This time, I would like to thank Lin Zhenchuan for escorting my niece here."

"Elder Zhong is being polite." Lin Qianxing said.

After the two exchanged a few words of pleasantries, Zhong Muzhen directly cut to the point.

"I heard from my disciples that Lin Zhen came here because he wanted to visit Master Zifeng?" Zhong Muzhen asked.

"That's what I meant." Lin Qianxing said.

It's hard to get this place, so naturally I want to meet the top monks in Fuyao and learn from him.

"It's a bit unfortunate." Zhong Muzhen said.

"Is Master Zifeng not here?" Lin Qianxing asked.

"Not long ago, Immortal Zifeng announced that he would go down the mountain for a cloud tour, and he might have to wait ten and a half months before returning." Zhong Muzhen explained, and then suggested: "If Lin Zhenchuan doesn't mind, you might as well stay in Zifeng for a while and wait. The real person returns?"

Lin Qianxing thought that ten days and a half month is not a long time, so he nodded and said, "Then bother."

Hearing that Lin Qianxing was going to stay here for a while, Mo Ling's face obviously showed joy.

Lin Qianxing shook his head secretly, feeling speechless.

But he has made up his mind, and he will definitely not mess with flowers and grass casually.

So no matter how enthusiastic Mo Ling was afterwards, he had to restrain himself and not react.

Immediately, Lin Qianxing settled down under the arrangement of Zhong Muzhen.

As expected, Mo Ling was as enthusiastic as Lin Qianxing guessed.

Either they brought food to Lin Qianxing, or they brought him fruits, or they simply made some snacks and sent them over.

He even sent him the method of cultivating Zifeng Temple that Zhong Muzhen taught her, calling it a good name, and asked Lin Qianxing to teach her how to practice it.

Lin Qianxing was really overwhelmed by her series of punches.

But after hesitating again and again, he still didn't dare to think about it further.

Soon, Lin Qianxing had been watching Zifeng for ten days.

He heard from Zhong Muzhen that he had received a letter from Master Zifeng, saying that he would be back in two days.

Lin Qianxing was satisfied with this, and after waiting for two more days, he could leave after seeing the real Zifeng.

As for Mo Ling, he really didn't dare to accept that little girl's affection.

It was night, Lin Qianxing came back from the Sutra Pavilion of Zifeng Temple, and passed by the main hall of Zifeng Temple.

He suddenly remembered that he had been here for so long, and it seemed that he had never visited the main hall of Zifeng Temple.

Driven by curiosity, he stepped in.

The main hall of Zifeng Temple is not closed, and a god is enshrined in it.

That is the statue of [Eastern Ziji Tianjun]. The spiritual master of Zifeng Temple practiced and visualized her.

Before that, Mo Ling also showed him the "Picture Record of Oriental Ziji Tianjun's Visualization".

If the cultivators of the Purple Peak Temple knew that Mo Ling was showing the core secret method to outsiders, Mo Ling might be too hungry to walk around.

Just as he was thinking, Lin Qianxing found a portrait under the statue, which should be the portrait of the ancestor of Zifeng Temple.

That is the portrait of the real Zifeng.

Lin Qianxing's attention fell on the portrait, and he was a little stunned immediately.

Dressed in a purple dress, with three thousand blue hairs flowing down her face, her face is youthful and beautiful, and her eyes are full of confidence.

What a fairy.

However, it was not this that made Lin Qianxing stunned, but that this real Zifeng was exactly the same as Mo Ling except for his posture and expression.

Suddenly, Lin Qianxing felt something strange behind him.

He suddenly turned his head, only to see Mo Ling, whose black hair was scattered under the brilliance of the blood moon, wearing a purple dress and bare feet, slowly stepped into the hall.

The moment her eyes met, Mo Ling smiled and said, "I wanted to hide it for a while longer, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Mr. Lin so soon."

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