Volume 2: The Demonic World Chapter 450: Exposed
Under the shining light of sunrise, Lin Qianxing slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, there were already 720 more inner elixirs in his body.
With a thought, a wisp of gray-green internal energy appeared at Lin Qianxing's fingertips.
This internal energy is extremely pure and condensed, and it also contains Lin Qianxing's martial arts will.
"With so much internal energy, it should be enough to practice the Dharma Sutra." Lin Qianxing murmured.
In fact, if he really wanted to, the internal energy he had before should be enough for him to perform the "Dharma Sutra".
But his internal energy was not condensed enough before, and even if he used the Dharma image, it was just an empty shell, not as powerful as his real body.
But now it's different.
Now his internal energy is already condensed enough, and with the bonus of martial arts will, if it is condensed into a Dharma image, it will have the power to destroy mountains.
Moreover, he has 720 inner elixirs. If all of them were to explode, his combat power would be no worse than that of a cultivator at the peak of the Xuan level. Perhaps only a cultivator at the Dao level could suppress him.
At this time, Mo Ling had also woken up. She looked at the thin blanket on her body and her expression changed slightly.
"Mr. Lin, you are good in every way, except that you appear cold on the outside but are warm-hearted and not good at speaking..." Mo Ling said to Lin Qianxing with a smile.
"Pack up quickly and get ready to leave." Lin Qianxing said coldly.
"Got it." Mo Ling nodded happily.
A quarter of an hour later, the two were on the road again.
The two of them walked like this for three days, and Zifeng Mountain appeared before Lin Qianxing's eyes.
It was a mountain a thousand feet high.
The entire mountain is purple, hence the name.
There is a Zifeng Temple on top of Zifeng Mountain, where lives a powerful cultivator named Zifeng Zhenren.
Just because of the existence of this one person, Zifeng Temple has become one of the top forces in Fuyao.
It is said that this Zifeng Zhenren once studied in the Yunlong Sect for a period of time and has some relationship with the Yunlong Sect. They have had some interactions with each other over the years and have a good relationship.
"Are you sure your relatives are in Zifeng Temple?" Lin Qianxing asked.
"Of course. Aunt Zhong was my dad's junior sister and had a very close relationship with him. I heard from my dad that if it hadn't been for some accidents, she would have almost killed my mother." Mo Ling said.
Lin Qianxing glanced at Mo Ling and said, "If that's the case, it might not be you who was born that way."
"Oh, yeah..." Mo Ling reacted and said with a little shock.
Lin Qianxing couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and found Mo Ling's naivety funny.
But his smile was suppressed in just a moment.
"Let's go. I'll see you off for the last time." Lin Qianxing said.
Mo Ling's expression was a little unnatural when she heard the voice, as if she was reluctant, but she nodded and said, "Yeah."
Afterwards, Lin Qianxing took Mo Ling on the mountain climbing journey.
The road to Zifeng Temple was rugged, but Lin Qianxing had no problem with it. However, halfway through the journey, Mo Ling ran out of energy and said she couldn't walk any further.
"Mr. Lin, wait... wait for me... I really... can't walk anymore..." Mo Ling stopped on the mountain path and said, panting.
Seeing this, Lin Qianxing hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll take you up."
"Is it really possible?" Mo Ling asked in surprise.
"Stop talking nonsense and hold my hand." Lin Qianxing said.
Hearing this, Mo Ling smiled, stretched out her hand, and held Lin Qianxing's hand.
Lin Qianxing's mind moved, and his spirit wrapped around the bodies of the two people, and suddenly flew into the air.
“Ahhhhh!!” Mo Ling exclaimed in surprise, but then she was filled with joy and shouted, “It’s so high! The scenery here is so beautiful!”
Soon, the two of them passed through the clouds and mist and arrived at the gate of Zifeng Temple on the top of Zifeng Mountain.
Lin Qianxing did not go in directly, but stopped here.
There were disciples on duty and practicing outside the mountain gate, 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 guarding the mountain. She seemed a little nervous.
"Senior, may I know your name and what brings you here?" A clever disciple stepped forward and asked.
Lin Qianxing said, "I am Lin Kong, a true disciple of the Yunlong Sect. I have come here specially to visit Master Zifeng and to send a friend to visit his relatives. Please go in and report to him."
"So you are the true disciple of the Yunlong Sect. Please ask Lin Zhenchuan to come with me. I will go and report to him immediately." said the disciple.
After saying that, he led the way in front and led Lin Qianxing inside.
After bringing Lin Qianxing and Mo Ling to the reception room, the disciple went to report to the higher-ups of Zifeng Temple.
"Mr. Lin, you will remember me, right?" Mo Ling suddenly asked.
Lin Qianxing looked at Mo Ling and saw some complicated emotions in her eyes.
At this moment, Lin Qianxing also began to have some doubts about his own spiritual perception.
During the time they spent together, Mo Ling gave him the feeling of being just an ordinary girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.
He thought that perhaps Mo Ling was indeed somewhat special, and it was possible that she was given a backup plan by an elder, which gave his spiritual sense an alert.
Thinking of this, Lin Qianxing was no longer so unkind and nodded to Mo Ling, saying, "I will."
"Will you come to see me again?" Mo Ling asked.
Lin Qianxing fell silent after hearing this.
He is a man who values his promises. If he won't come, he won't come. But if he has promised, he will definitely come again.
But if it happens again, the little girl will probably have some inappropriate thoughts in her mind.
He is now focused on destroying the strange creatures and doesn't really want to talk about love.
Moreover, this game world is so strange that he may not even be able to protect himself. Who knows, it will be another bad fate.
Thinking of this, Lin Qianxing decided to reject Mo Ling decisively.
He turned his head to look at Mo Ling, and saw a look of expectation on her pitiful and delicate face. She seemed to have noticed something, but did not want Lin Qianxing to burst her dream like this.
Lin Qianxing sighed in his heart.
"I will come." Lin Qianxing said with a smile.
He lied, but it was a white lie.
"That's great. I'll make you my best snack then. I guarantee you'll eat it till you swallow your tongue." Mo Ling said with a bright smile.
Lin Qianxing nodded and said, "Then I'll be waiting."
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 she reacted quickly, and the next moment she asked directly: "Ling'er?"
“Aunt Zhong!” Mo Ling stood up and immediately threw herself into the woman’s arms, sobbing, “There are blood locusts in my hometown… Dad and Mom are all dead…”
"Alas, this world has made you suffer..."
After the two of them finished their emotional conversation, the woman finally noticed Lin Qianxing.
" This is Lin Kong who escorted me here, Master Lin. He is the true disciple of the Yunlong Sect." Mo Ling introduced to the woman.
After that, Mo Ling introduced Lin Qianxing: "My aunt, Zhong Muzhen, is the elder of internal affairs of Zifeng Temple."
Zhong Muzhen bowed to Lin Qianxing and said, "So you are a disciple of the Yunlong Sect. I would like to thank Master Lin for taking the trouble to escort my niece here."
"You're too polite, Elder Zhong." Lin Qianxing said.
After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Zhong Muzhen went straight to the point.
"I heard from my disciples that Lin Zhenchuan came here to visit Master Zifeng?" Zhong Muzhen asked.
"That's exactly what I meant." Lin Qianxing said.
Since it is so rare to come to this place, naturally I want to meet the top cultivator in Fuyao country and learn from him.
"It's a bit unfortunate." Zhong Muzhen said.
"Master Zifeng is not here?" Lin Qianxing asked.
"Not long ago, Master Zifeng announced that he would go down the mountain to travel. I'm afraid it will take ten days or half a month for him to come back." After explaining, Zhong Muzhen suggested, "If Master Lin doesn't mind, why not stay in Zifeng Temple for a while and wait for Master to return?"
Lin Qianxing thought that ten days or half a month was not a long time, so he nodded and said, "Thank you for bothering me."
When Mo Ling heard that Lin Qianxing would stay here for a while, she was obviously delighted.
Lin Qianxing shook his head secretly, feeling speechless.
But he was determined not to mess around .
So even if Mo Ling became more enthusiastic later, he had to restrain himself and not react.
Soon, Lin Qianxing settled down under the arrangement of Zhong Muzhen.
Mo Ling was just as Lin Qianxing had guessed, and was very enthusiastic.
Either they would bring meals to Lin Qianxing, or they would bring him fruits, or they would simply make snacks or something and send them to him.
She even gave him the Zifeng Temple cultivation method that Zhong Muzhen taught her, under the pretext of asking Lin Qianxing to teach her how to practice.
Lin Qianxing was really unable to withstand her series of punches.
But after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare to think about it too deeply.
Soon, Lin Qianxing had been staying in Zifeng Temple for ten days.
He heard from Zhong Muzhen that he had received a message from Master Zifeng, saying that he would be back in two days.
Lin Qianxing was satisfied with this. After waiting for two more days, he would meet Master Zifeng and then he could leave.
As for Mo Ling, he really couldn't accept the affection of that little girl.
That night, Lin Qianxing returned from the Sutra Library of Zifeng Temple and passed through the main hall of Zifeng Temple.
He suddenly remembered that he had been here for such a long time but seemed to have never been to the main hall of Zifeng Temple.
Driven by curiosity, he stepped in.
The main hall of Zifeng Temple was not closed, and a deity was enshrined inside.
That is the statue of [Eastern Purple Extreme Lord]. The spiritual master of Zifeng Temple practices by visualizing her.
Before this, Mo Ling also showed him the "Visualization Picture Book of Eastern Purple Extreme Heavenly Monarch".
If the monks of Zifeng Temple knew that Mo Ling showed the core secret method to outsiders, Mo Ling would be in big trouble.
Just as he was thinking, Lin Qianxing discovered that there was a portrait under the statue. This should be the portrait of the founder of Zifeng Temple.
That is the portrait of the Immortal Zifeng.
Lin Qianxing's attention fell on the portrait, and he was immediately stunned.
She was dressed in a purple robe, with her long black hair flowing down, her face was youthful and beautiful, and her eyes were full of confidence.
What a fairy-like person.
However, what stunned Lin Qianxing was not this point, but the fact that this Zifeng Zhenren was exactly the same as Mo Ling except for his posture and expression.
Suddenly, Lin Qianxing felt something strange behind him.
He suddenly turned around and saw Mo Ling, with her black hair loose and wearing a purple dress and bare feet, slowly stepping into the hall under the light of the blood moon.
The moment their eyes met, Mo Ling said with a smile, "I wanted to keep it secret for a while, but I didn't expect Master Lin to find out so soon."
