Jun Wuxie did not answer Linglong's doubts. He would not share his secret with her, at least he had no plans to tell her yet.
After all, many people around him and those close to him who have been with him for many years do not know all his secrets.
"Senior Sister Linglong, in the past six months, have the people at Tiandao Academy discovered that a strong man like you is sitting in the dynasty?"
Jun Wuxie thought for a moment and then asked.
"No."
Linglong shook her head, indicating that she restrained her aura, hid her cultivation very well, and used special means to prevent the divine ancestors from noticing her.
"That's good. After senior sister goes out, you still hide yourself so that they don't know that you are a strong person in the realm of the Saint Ancestor. Next, I still need to practice here. When I break through to the realm of the Tyrant Saint, I will Call me Senior Sister, when Senior Sister comes here, I need Senior Sister’s help.”
Linglong was full of doubts, not knowing what he meant by helping, and how he was going to deal with the strong men from Tiandao Academy.
But she didn't ask further. Since her junior brother said he wanted to continue practicing, she shouldn't disturb his state of mind anymore.
"Whenever you need Senior Sister, please contact Senior Sister at any time."
Linglong left the Eight-Nine Profound Palace and returned to the outside world.
There is nothing abnormal in the imperial capital. On the contrary, it is becoming more and more prosperous and harmonious.
Except for Linglong, no one knows that there is a strong man in the Saint Ancestor realm who has been dormant in this city for half a year.
"The people from Tiandao Academy are a huge trouble, and the one who fell into the world of mortals may also take action..."
Linglong frowned slightly, standing under the eaves and staring quietly at the white petals falling in the courtyard, feeling solemn.
The desire to fall into the world of mortals had activated the restriction on the sea of consciousness because her soul was searched for by her. As a result, his soul was attacked by the restriction and almost collapsed, leaving almost only one breath left.
In the following months, even if she and Jun Wuxie did not deliberately take action, her broken soul should have come to an end or was about to come to an end.
No matter how hard you struggle and refuse to give in, your broken soul will eventually be annihilated.
Once the soul is completely dead, the Fallen to Mortal Organization will definitely know.
A strong person in the realm of the Holy Ancestor, even in the Fallen World organization, must be qualified to set up a soul card.
Judging from the current situation, the other people who fell into the world of mortals do not know that the gold-medal envoy of the world of mortals came to Qingzhou to deal with Jingya.
However, if the soul card that Hongchen wants to make is broken and Fallen Hongchen learns of his death, he will soon find out that he ended up in Qingzhou.
In that case, once they know that Jingya is in Qingzhou, it will be easy to guess that the matter is related to her. In addition, they seem to hate Jun Wuxie, which will make it even more troublesome.
Linglong was worried. She didn't expect that she would face attacks from different powerful forces so soon.
…
In the blink of an eye, another season changes. From autumn to winter, the climate becomes colder.
The Dawn Dynasty is like a rising sun, becoming more and more brilliant and brilliant.
The dynasty was orderly and prosperous.
Due to the changes in the environment of heaven and earth, the Dawn Dynasty has now become a good place for cultivation.
The people of the dynasty, who were old, weak, sick and disabled, have made great physical improvements after living in such an environment for more than half a year.
The old man became younger, and the sick man found that his body had recovered without treatment, and all the pain was gone. The vitality breathed every day was the most effective elixir. Not only did the pain disappear, but the body also became twice as healthy. Great, there is endless strength all over the body.
Ordinary people who were unable to practice in the past, in this environment, naturally passed through the acquired realm and directly entered the innate realm.
People who were once completely unable to practice are now like this. You can imagine how quickly those who were able to practice have improved.
As Jun Wuxie once said, an era of universal practice has begun.
However, this situation is not the era of universal cultivation that Jun Wuxie mentioned.
Because now there is only the Holy Spirit energy derived from dragon veins, the food that everyone eats on daily basis is still ordinary food. Only by turning the food into Holy Spirit food, whether it is breathing or replenishing food, is the Holy Spirit energy entering the body. Cultivation, that is the true era of national practice.
To achieve this goal, he must wait for him to return to the lower realm.
…
In the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Hall, in the large valley, the entire lake was submerged in the golden light of chaos.
This situation lasted for a long time, for several months.
From time to time, a tsunami-like sound erupted inside, making the void roar.
The vegetation around the lake is particularly lush and green, absorbing the strong life energy under these chaotic golden clouds.
Jingya stood in front of the fence at the edge of the yard, staring quietly into the lake.
She stood like this for who knows how long.
In the past half a year, her energy and spirit had already returned to its peak, and due to the gradual recovery of Dao Fruit, her realm continued to improve.
Strictly speaking, the recovery of Dao Fruit and the improvement of the realm cannot be regarded as a breakthrough. It can only be said that the realm has been restored, and it is continuing to recover towards the upper limit of the realm in the previous life.
The sound in the center of the lake became more and more terrifying, shaking the entire wasteland, as if countless rivers were roaring.
This time it lasted for a particularly long time, until the next day.
"Wuxie is about to break through to the realm of Tyrant Saint..."
Jingya whispered to herself, a smile appeared on her elegant and beautiful face, feeling happy for him.
After cultivating to this level, he has basically caught up with the average level of outstanding disciples of major forces.
But just when she thought he would break through in the next moment, the huge momentum suddenly subsided, and the rich and chaotic golden light also quickly disappeared.
"how come……"
Jingya was stunned for a moment. Did she fail?
impossible.
Over the past six months, he has been successful in his cultivation.
With his ability and talent, how could he fail in his attempt to attack the Tyrant Saint Realm?
She rushed towards the center of the lake and landed on the island.
At this time, the chaotic golden clouds completely dispersed, revealing Jun Wuxie's figure.
He sat cross-legged on the bluestone in the center of the island, with only a faint golden golden glow of chaos flowing on his body.
Because when he hit the extreme realm, his blood energy fluctuated too violently, and his clothes had already been reduced to ashes.
At this time, his body looked like a perfect sculpture of a work of art, with strong, plump muscles and perfect lines that were all filled with a sense of power.
The outline of each muscle exudes the ultimate masculinity, and the jade-like skin shines with chaotic golden light, just like the body of a god!
When she opened her eyes, she saw Jingya who had already arrived in front of him. She was sizing him up, her eyes running across his strong body, and there was a blurry look in her eyes. Then her face gradually became a little shy, and she climbed up A little flushed.
Perhaps it was because it was the first time in her life that she saw a man in such a state. Even though this man was the one she cared about the most, she still felt shy. Jingya suddenly turned around, turned her back to him, and said softly: "You... …Are you OK?"
"I'm fine. It's not that there was a problem with the breakthrough, but that I forcibly suppressed the realm." Jun Wuxie knew what Jingya was referring to. Seeing her back to him, her delicate body trembling slightly, the corners of her mouth could not help but raise slightly, revealing With a wicked smile and a devilish voice, he said: "Auntie Jing, come here."
Jingya stiffened when she heard this, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "What...what are you doing?"
"Why, Aunt Jing is not good and doesn't listen to me?" Jun Wuxie's voice sounded a little sinister, "If you don't listen to your man, you will be spanked."
Hearing his voice and words like that, Jingya's legs softened and she almost lost her balance.
She stepped forward, about to leave here, away from the bad guy who made her feel very dangerous, but a bloody palm suddenly stretched out and pulled her over.
Jingya exclaimed and fell into Jun Wuxie's arms the next moment.
"Aunt Jing, you are not good, how do you think I should punish you?"
Jun Wuxie stared down at Jingya who was lying on his lap.
Jingya's eyes trembled slightly, but her usual elegance and intelligence were nowhere to be seen. She looked at him timidly, "Don't be okay, Aunt Jing is wrong, don't punish Aunt Jing?"
"If you think well, if I don't punish you, you will never have a long memory."
The corners of Jun Wuxie's lips raised, and without saying a word, he turned her body over.
Jingya exclaimed.
Jun Wuxie didn't hit her, he just put his palm on her head and gently stroked her hair.
…
The valleys and lakes became very peaceful after Jun Wuxie stopped practicing.
I don’t know when this silence started to be broken.
The space in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Hall also has day and night.
It was already night at this time, the stars were shining brightly, the full moon was hanging high, and the moonlight was bright and clear, as if it had covered everything on the earth with a layer of silver gauze.
…
The next morning, the sun rose three poles.
In the bedroom of the bamboo house, Jun Wuxie was lying on his back, holding the person in his arms.
Jingya nestled in his arms, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Aunt Jing is awake?"
Jun Wuxie's fingertips traced her face.
Jingya didn't answer, but the blush on her beautiful face spread instantly, reaching her ears and neck.
She slapped Jun Wuxie's fingers on her face.
Just when Jun Wuxie was about to move his hand away, she grabbed her again, pulled her to her face, pressed her tightly against her, and muttered in an unconvinced, shy and aggrieved voice: "You bad guy, Don’t force others to call you Brother Jun in the future..."
"Huh?" Jun Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Did I force it or Aunt Jing couldn't help it? I don't know who bit my ear and called me Brother Jun. Could it be that I remembered it wrongly? Already?"
"Ah, you also said, you are not allowed to say it, you little villain!"
Jingya covered his mouth, biting her lower lip, puffing out her cheeks, looking at him with a blushing face, almost water dripping from her eyes.
"I'm going out. Stay here obediently. Aunt Jing can't go anywhere until the crisis is resolved."
Jun Wuxie stood up and sat up.
"Well, Aunt Jing listens to you~"
Jingya stood up and changed his clothes, being gentle and considerate.
