My life of martial arts training

"If that's the case, then it's troublesome." His heart sank.

"Don't pretend here, I know exactly what you're up to." Leng Yingxuan said coldly, without any mercy.

"My kindness is taken for granted, so I'll leave." Lin Ji sighed and turned away.

Leng Yingxuan didn't return until Lin Ji's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

"Damn it!"

Lin Ji stopped on a barren mountain, looking in the direction of Lingyue Sect, with a fierce and cold look in his eyes: "You stinky mark, you pretend to be noble in front of me, but secretly go looking for a mistress, wait, it won't be long before you become my crotch toy!"

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"What price do you need to pay to solve Lin Ji?" Leng Yingxuan asked after returning to the cliff.

"I did something in Wanlingzhou, and I can't do it for the time being." Shen Yuan shook his head.

He had not forgotten the spirit training of the Xuanyuan Divine Chicken Clan. If the news of Lin Ji's death spread, it would definitely arouse the other party's suspicion, and then he would have to run away in embarrassment.

He finally came back, and he didn't want to be driven away again, so he had to be safe.

"Okay." Leng Yingxuan sighed.

The next day.

Shen Yuan passed through the thick clouds and arrived at the sky.

The light of the morning sun fell on him without reservation. The warm and soft light coated his body with a layer of gold, shining brightly.

Tian Yangzi appeared, took a ray of morning sun, and performed a secret method.

Shen Yuan infused true energy to reduce the loss of the clone.

The words condensed by the light merged into the morning sun, and the morning sun in Tian Yangzi's hand became more and more blazing.

As his last syllable fell, the hand holding the morning sun loosened, and the ray of morning sun sank into the millions of morning suns with a "whoosh".

"After thirteen sunrises and sunsets, the news will be delivered to the sect." Tian Yangzi said.

"Yes." Shen Yuan nodded. This is a method that can only be used by those in the Qi Refining Realm. Otherwise, he can do it alone.

He was about to return to Lingyue Sect when he suddenly found a light of escape in the distant sky.

"Finally here." Shen Yuan smiled faintly. Lingyue Sect was under his surveillance. The actions of Lu Qingyi and others yesterday could not be hidden from him.

The escape light left a trace in the sky and soon arrived at Lingyue Sect.

The light dissipated, revealing a burly middle-aged man.

It was Sikong Guitu.

He looked at the calm Lingyue Sect with a puzzled look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Sikong." Leng Yingxuan flew out and bowed.

"Fellow Daoist Leng, where is the enemy?" Sikong Guitu frowned.

Leng Yingxuan looked a little embarrassed. Just as she was about to explain, a hearty laugh rang out:

"The enemy is me."

Shen Yuan passed through the thick clouds and fell from the sky.

Leng Yingxuan looked at Shen Yuan's original face and was slightly startled.

Sikong Guitu looked at him, his face was alert at first, then his pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was full of incredible shock.

"You are, Shen Yuan?!" He asked tentatively with a blank look in his eyes,

"I also want to thank the support of the gang leader at that time." Shen Yuan spread his hands, and the Yang Yuan and Yin Yuan were revealed.

Looking at the two completely different powers, Sikong Guitu completely believed that the person in front of him was Shen Yuan.

When Shen Yuan constructed the second Qi Sea, he was also one of the insiders and gave some help.

After a long while.

His mood calmed down, his expression was complicated, and he sighed: "I didn't expect that in just ten years, you would become a body refiner."

"What?"

Leng Yingxuan exclaimed: "You... do you know each other?"

"Yes, otherwise do you think you can escape this disaster with the help of Hanyue Soul Liquid?" Shen Yuan said lightly.

Leng Yingxuan's face froze and his expression was bitter.

"What's going on?" Sikong Guitu frowned.

Leng Yingxuan explained the whole story.

Sikong Guitu remained silent. This was obviously not something he could participate in, and Shen Yuan was originally trying to take back the remains of the sect's founder, which was understandable.

At the same time, he was deeply shocked.

The Holy Son of Jiyang Sect, who was in the Body Refining Realm, would never dare to do this in his dreams.

"Since this matter has passed, I will naturally not overturn the case." Shen Yuan said.

"Thank you." Leng Yingxuan felt relieved.

The three of them came to the main hall of Yuemang Peak.

"Boss, ten years have passed. How is the gang?" Shen Yuan took out a jar of extremely valuable spirit wine.

"The situation is relatively stable." Sikong Guitu explained.

"It's you who really shocked me. With your talent, it's normal for you to become the Holy Son of Jiyang Sect, but I didn't expect this time to be so short."

Ten years is just a retreat for the Fusion Realm, let alone the Body Refining Realm.

But for Shen Yuan, it was a huge change, as if he had broken away from the track of the times.

"I also want to thank you for giving me the path to find my way back, otherwise I wouldn't have made it through that level." Shen Yuan said solemnly.

With the input of the Zhiyang True Essence, the restriction on the wine jar was removed, and suddenly, the whole hall was filled with fragrance, and a very mellow wine aroma permeated the air.

This was something he had specifically exchanged from the treasury. It was naturally not an ordinary item that could be collected by the Jiyang Sect's treasury, and its effects were comparable to some top-level elixirs.

He filled the two wine glasses and picked up the wine glass: "This is my toast to you!"

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

There were not many people in the world who could make him do such a great gift, and Sikong Guitu was one of them.

"Okay." Sikong Guitu showed a gratified look and accepted the gift calmly.

After the spirit wine entered his stomach, his face flushed slightly.

"Good wine!"

He looked shocked. Although he had been prepared, he was still shocked by the effect of this spirit wine.

The strong alcohol surged in his body, and even with his physique, he felt a little drunk.

He hurriedly circulated his true essence to refine the alcohol in his body.

After a while.

Sikong Guitu slowly finished his work, and the aura he exuded actually increased a little. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes:

"This wine is really rare in the world. A sip of wine is equivalent to saving me a year of hard practice."

Leng Yingxuan envied him, but she envied Sikong Guitu for being able to improve his cultivation without scruples. He was not interested in spirit wine. The higher the realm, the weaker her humanity.

"This wine is called Sun Wine. Drinking it can save you three years of hard practice." Shen Yuan explained with a smile and filled Sikong Guitu's wine glass again.

The two talked about the changes in the Giant Whale Gang over the years, while Leng Yingxuan sat quietly beside them, like a maid.

"I wonder if Shu Chengzi, Leng Mu and the others succeeded?" Shen Yuan asked suddenly.

"Shu Chengzi died at the hands of the White Walkers, and Leng Mu did not survive the fourth self-immolation." Sikong Guitu sighed.

Shen Yuan was silent, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

He, Manshan, Wanze, Shu Chengzi, and Leng Mu all joined the Giant Whale Gang on the same day. Although they all had their own thoughts, they could be considered to have shared hardships.

And now, he is the only one left.

Old friends have gradually withered away, like leaves falling in the wind.