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Ling Ziqing's current injury can't be caught in a hurry, and Jun Molin is no longer too worried. Apart from taking care of Ling Ziqing, he goes back to the Sumeru Cauldron to study the books brought out from the Wuji Gate. Thinking of today, Jun Molin just came out of the Sumeru Cauldron, and in the room, he was stunned by the sudden appearance of Jing Xiao.

"Master" Jun Molin's heart twitched, but his expression remained calm.

Jing Xiao didn't ask too much about where he went just now and why he suddenly appeared, but turned to look at Ling Ziqing who was on the bed and asked, "Is your brother okay now?"

Jun Molin said: "It's still the same, I was injured by the coercion of the head brother before, all the previous recuperation was in vain, now I have to slowly recuperate."

Jing Xiao nodded, and took two books from his pocket and put them on the table: "This is the swordsmanship of my sect, you take it and study it slowly, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Jun Molin glanced down, and some familiar names reminded him of the books that Xumi Cauldron had taken out from the Wujimen study... Thinking of this, Jun Molin couldn't help but suspect that the Promise Gate and Yunxiao Palace Does it matter?

Seeing that he was silent, Jing Xiao thought he was worried about Ling Ziqing's situation, so he said immediately: "Although your brother's health is important, your own cultivation should not be neglected. From now on, you can go to the ice room in the back mountain to sit quietly for two minutes every day. One hour, four hours of practice, and the rest of the time you allocate as you like, but one point, after two months, I need to see your progress in cultivation, understand?"

Jun Molin nodded: "I understand."

Jing Xiao nodded, said no more, turned and left.

Jun Molin picked up the two books on the table and opened them carefully. The more he looked at them, the more he thought they were similar to the books in the Sumeru Cauldron. There are some books here, but there are some books in Xumi Ding, but not here, so these two books should be the same book.

The more he looked, the more suspicious Jun Molin became, and the more he felt that Zhuo Yu of the Promise Sect had something to do with this Yunxiao Palace... Thinking of this, Jun Molin couldn't help but think, Zhuo Yu... somehow now?

Just thinking about it, Ling Ziqing, who had been sleeping on the bed, opened his eyes and woke up. Jun Molin casually put the books into the Sumeru Cauldron, and walked to the bedside: "Wake up!"

Ling Ziqing looked sleepy, but just nodded.

Jun Molin helped him, and asked, "Why are you so depressed and uncomfortable? Do you want me to go to Senior Brother Han Dan to show you?"

"It's okay..." Ling Ziqing's voice was low and weak: "It's just that I slept for too long and my body is sore."

Jun Molin said: "Then I will take you out for a walk."

Turning to look out the window, Ling Ziqing nodded slightly.

Jun Molin took the cloak and put it on him, and smoothed out the messy hair around his ears.

As the floating island at the highest point of Yunxiao Palace, Tianyuan Hall has a wide field of vision and can almost be regarded as overlooking the entire earth. Ling Ziqing followed Jun Molin's help out of the room, and was illuminated by the warm sun's rays. Uncomfortable, he narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head sideways.

Seeing him like this, Jun Molin tightened his arms around his shoulders: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ling Ziqing just shook his head, and after getting used to the light, he carefully opened his eyes and looked around carefully.

The Tianyuan Hall is actually not small at all. There are many spiritual beasts raised in the back mountain linked together, even Zhuifeng and Xiran are thrown in it. Ling Ziqing looked up and saw more greenery among the greenery. It is still bright red and pure snow white, shrouded in a golden halo, it is very beautiful.

"Do you want to go over there to have a look? Zhuifeng and Xiran are both there now" Jun Molin asked him.

Ling Ziqing raised his head and just pointed to the stone platform in front of him: "I'll just sit there."

Jun Molin nodded and helped him to sit down.

Ling Ziqing took a deep breath, and then looked up at Jun Molin, with a pair of slender phoenix eyes, the old department stared at Jun Molin in a daze, as if confirming something.

"What's wrong?" Jun Molin was suspicious, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you staring at me like this?"

"You really joined the door of Yunxiao Palace?" Ling Ziqing still felt a little surprised, maybe because she slept too much these two days, her mind also became chaotic, and she always felt that it was only yesterday that she and Jun Molin were wandering outside.

Jun Molin sat down beside him, grabbed Ling Ziqing's five fingers and squeezed them carefully: "Yes, I am now under the gate of Yunxiao Palace, and with the protection of Yunxiao Palace, I don't have to worry so much in the future. You can take care of your body with peace of mind..." As he spoke, Jun Molin tilted his head and pressed it against Ling Ziqing's ear, with an ambiguous tone: "I'm still waiting for your health to become one with you."

Ling Ziqing was obviously taken aback, but only stared at Jun Molin with confused and suspicious eyes.

"What's the matter?" Jun Molin felt a little guilty, as if he was worried that Ling Ziqing would not agree.

Unexpectedly, after blinking, Ling Ziqing asked very purely: "Is it a new method of breath control?"

"……"puff!

Jun Molin suddenly held back his laughter, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Ling Ziqing looked at him even more blankly: "What's wrong? Isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Holding back a smile, Jun Molin deliberately acted solemnly: "It's a new method of breathing adjustment, and it can help you recover faster if you do it well."

Ling Ziqing didn't say a word, just stared at Jun Molin's twitching mouth corner, couldn't help muttering in his heart, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

Faced with Ling Ziqing's blank response, Jun Molin rarely felt guilty. In order to conceal his guilt, Jun Molin raised his hand and stroked the corner of Ling Ziqing's mouth with his fingertips. After kissing his cheek, Jun Molin bowed his head and kissed him lightly at the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, the kiss with a touch of water instantly made Ling Ziqing's entire face flushed red, and water was almost dripping out. It's hot, how can I think of anything else.

After waking up this time, Ling Ziqing's physical recovery is obviously much better than before, and the time of coma is no longer as long as the first two days of the term. Seeing that his condition has stabilized, Jun Molin began to wake up Later, the folded bamboo sticks were used as swords, and the bamboo sticks whizzed and swayed to create wind. Jing Xiao occasionally took a look at it from a distance, but frowned slightly, but didn't say much.

In this way, when Jun Molin was practicing kung fu, Ling Ziqing would sit aside and watch him practice, and sometimes he would sit cross-legged in meditation and adjust his breath secretly. As long as Jun Molin looked back, he would see Ling Ziqing Sitting quietly at the side, stopped moving, Jun Molin couldn't help staring at him carefully.

I don't know if he sensed his gaze. Ling Ziqing frowned slightly while he was calming down and adjusting his breath. Then, when he opened his eyes, he just bumped into Jun Molin's eyes. There was an indescribable sudden burst of emotion in his heart, but his face was slightly pale. Hong, and then... as if annoyed, she glared at Jun Molin, then flung her sleeves and got up and went back to the room.

Returning to his senses, Jun Molin shook his head and chuckled, his downcast eyes were full of unconcealable joy, then his body seemed to be full of energy, he waved the bamboo stick in his hand, and practiced again.

In cultivating immortals, it is a mistake to be too ordinary, and it is also a mistake to be too outstanding. After receiving Han Dan's suggestion, Jun Molin also understood in his heart that now that he has worshiped under Jing Xiao's sect, if he has been just a mortal Showing his body in front of others will inevitably bring disasters sooner or later, so gradually, Jun Molin began to try to release his cultivation base, at least he looks like a monk at the first level of Qi training.

Well, it's enough to pretend to be fake, at least it's not so eye-catching.

However, even if Jun Molin thought of this, just because of his status as Jing Xiao's apprentice, people still couldn't help but want to trouble him.

"You are the new junior uncle Mo Feng Jun Molin, right?"

In the dining hall, Jun Molin was just about to return to the Tianyuan Hall with the food, but was stopped by several older nephews or brothers in front of him, which attracted everyone's attention for a while.

Jun Molin is Jing Xiao's disciple, and his seniority is higher than many people in the sect. The disciples in the same sect disdain him for being able to enter Jing Xiao's sect and know the reason. In the early days, Jun Molin had no cultivation, and he needed An Si’s company to go up and down the Tianyuan Hall. Now he rarely enters the first level of Qi training. Although his cultivation is still low-level, at least he can control spirit beasts to go down to the Tianyuan Hall So, Ans didn't accompany him anymore these days, but he didn't expect that today...after all, he was still being targeted.

Stopping, looking at the few people in front of him, Jun Molin nodded, "It's me, I wonder if the two nephews are..."

"My name is Song Yun, he is Song Lin, and this is Chaowei." The man in the middle raised his eyebrows slightly, although there was a smile in his eyes, but his eyes were a bit cold: "I heard that you are amazing, not only can you Subduing the monsters can also make the Supreme Elder make an exception to accept you as a disciple, I don't know if I have the honor to ask my junior uncle for advice today?"

Someone on the side frowned: "I'm afraid it's impossible..." Everyone here can see that Jun Molin's cultivation is only at the first level of Qi training, but the three of them are almost at the early stage of foundation establishment, which is obvious. Bully.

However, Song Yun smiled frankly: "It's just a sparring between the same sects, why make such a fuss?" Song Yun said, clasping his fists towards Jun Molin: "I don't know if my little uncle is willing to reward me?"

Jun Molin's expression was indifferent, with a gentle and refined face, and he didn't feel that Song Yun was deliberately looking for trouble for him: "In terms of cultivation, I feel ashamed to be inferior to you. There is still a long time to go to cultivate immortality, if it is not for the guidance of the master and senior brothers, I am afraid that I will not be able to practice Qi until now."

Song Yun frowned: "But I heard that my junior uncle was just a mere mortal before he started his career, but now it's only been a few months, and his junior uncle is already at the first level of Qi training. I think this junior uncle is also considered a genius, but I don't know if he is a junior uncle or not." You don't want to be rewarded, so you hide your cultivation?"

Hearing these words, Jun Molin burst out, but his face didn't show any abnormality, he just frowned slightly, shook his head, with a helpless expression: "Nephew Song Yun, why do you have to make things difficult for me?"

"Is it embarrassing? You'll know after the sparring." Song Yun suddenly punched Jun Molin.

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