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Lin Hu did not think much about it as he looked at Lin Mo Ran and nodded his head.

"Many thanks to big brother Lin Yu for saving my life!"

A tinge of admiration flowed out of Lin Mo Ran's eyes. The person in front of him had long been the target of his pursuit. Today, when they met again, their eyes were filled with excitement.

Looking at the surrounding figures, Lin Hu gave a fist salute to everyone and then looked at the surrounding people.

"I still have things to do, so don't follow me!" He then turned to look at Lin Mo Ran, Little Tiger, and Lin Rou. Seeing them nod their heads, he too left the area in large strides.

The direction that Lin Hu was looking at was the direction of the front mountain.

"Purple Eyes!"

He had not seen this woman for a long time, and the kindness of saving her for so many times had long been etched into his heart. However, at this moment, he stopped and went back to the Martial Skill Building.

This scene was filled with regret. He saw that his original record of borrowing a cultivation technique had already been engraved on a signboard outside the Martial Skill Pavilion.

The technique that he had borrowed from Liu Ming had been engraved on it. What surprised him the most was that the name of the Yellow Rank technique was marked with the word "must-learn".

This low-grade yellow-rank cultivation technique was actually the Eighteen Strikes against ten thousand enemies. Under his astonished gaze, he saw many Lin Clan disciples holding a metal rod in their hands.

He shook his head to no avail. He didn't think that his life story would be used as a benchmark by these people.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure flipping through a cultivation technique in the Martial Skill Pavilion. The figure wore a pair of braids, appearing extremely adorable.

This person was none other than the genius of the Lin Clan, Lin Jianxin. In the short span of a few months, he had already stepped into the eighth level of the Fighter realm.

Seemingly aware that there was someone behind him, Lin Jianxin swiftly turned around and looked suspiciously at the figure behind him. When he saw that it was Lin Yemao, his small mouth opened slightly.

"War God Lin!"

The words that came out of his mouth made Lin Hu feel embarrassed. He stretched out his right hand to rub Lin Jiexin's head, "Just call me Senior Brother, don't call me War God Lin!"

With his strength, he could not afford to be called the War God. Looking at the cultivation technique manual in the girl's hand, it was obvious that she was flipping through it.

"Gather a hundred clan leaders. You will definitely be very powerful in the future!" With a smile on her face, she patted the head of the eight to nine year old girl before walking out of the Martial Hall.

He did not have any thoughts about the highest level of the Cultivation Technique Pavilion because even a Martial King could not open it. How could he possibly try it?

Gradually, they arrived at the foot of the mountain. The first three places were not guarded by the Lin Clan guards, because most of the people here were elders. No one dared to come here and cause trouble.

As he neared the front mountain, his soul spread out, and he noticed six or seven figures meditating. These figures were all ninth level ninth level tenth stage martial spirit, and were all elder-class figures from the Lin Family.

He did not disturb these people. Instead, he looked towards the main peak. Each peak had the surname of an Elder carved into it. The word 'Zi' appeared in his line of sight.

This purple eye clearly indicated that Zi Tong was living here. He walked towards the mountain peak with large steps. The fragrance of the flowers gradually wafted into the air. However, he did not see anyone around him.

This scene caused him to frown slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of regret. He had come here today mainly to see the purple pupils to reminisce about the past, but there was no trace of him.

On the mountain peak where Zi Tong lived, there was a simple yet elegant firewood house. The surrounding fences were decorated with flowers, plants, and even elixirs. It was a place where there was a sense of peace and serenity.

Pushing aside the fence, he walked towards a small stone table where a paper letter was placed.

With a doubtful expression, he opened the letter.

"Someone is tracking me down in Lin Hua City. During this period of time, I have been wandering around the Spiritual Beast Mountain and the Lin Clan Estate. Don't worry if I don't see him when I return."

He closed the letter and put it into his storage pouch. At the moment, he was looking around at the medicinal plants with a look of joy on his face.

This was because he saw one of the medicinal ingredients, the Skin Transformation Grass, that had been given to him to use the Three Sacred Battle Technique. If he were to use this medicine alone, it would become a deadly poison.2

However, if it was used for cultivation, it would be like looking at a good medicine. He shook his head as he looked at the other medicinal ingredients.

Although this place was a Rank 3 Elixir and the quality was high, if he were to take all of it, Zi Tong would definitely kill him.

"There's still one day until the Cloud City Tournament! At that time, I will take two hundred thousand martial spirit stones and that medicinal plant to find Lin Nantian. "

After having thought of this, he sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Gradually, late at night, the surroundings became exceptionally quiet. The starlight that filled the sky started to absorb the starlight, and just as he was about to meditate and absorb the martial Qi from the heaven and earth, he looked at the white moon on his shoulder with an astonished expression.

"Bai Yue!" You've slept all day! "

It was unknown when Bai Yue fell asleep, but she suddenly woke up.

"Aowu!"

Bai Yue screamed in her childish voice and tugged on her ears. With this action, Lin Hu knew what Bai Yue wanted and passed her dried meat to Bai Yue.

After Bai Yue woke up, he gave her some dried meat before quickly closing his eyes. Tomorrow morning would be the day of the competition between the Yun City's elite disciples.

Time slowly passed. Six hours.

Strands of Martial Qi flowed from his body into his body and into his body. The more he absorbed, the faster he got. How could he not be happy?

"My cultivation speed is five times faster than that of an ordinary martial artist!"

When he was a martial artist at Stage Twelve, his cultivation speed was three times that of an ordinary martial artist. Now, his cultivation speed when breaking through to the Martial Spirit Realm had increased by another three times.

However, although the speed at which the Qi was absorbed was five times faster, the special nature of the gas field caused him to look at the gas field with disappointment until dawn.

"There really is something in my field of qi!"

There was helplessness in his words. The difference between his own Qi and that of an ordinary Martial Spirit Realm was too great. As he looked at the gradually brightening sky, he opened his eyes and began to absorb the starlight from the heavens and earth.

"Ever since Starlight and Sun Refined Spirit were combined, my Lin Family's mantra has never ended!" He shook his head with a smile on his face.

Originally, the rising sun had accumulated over a long period of time before being absorbed into the gas field. As a result, the starlight and the Sun Refined Spirit had fused together, transforming into another type of energy that he couldn't see through.

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