Ling Yun himself did not expect that after carefully setting up various traps, he realized that his opponent was weak and vulnerable.

"It is necessary to officially start practicing."

"Since that cultivator is dead, why not just use his home."

The autumn wind drifts, the red leaves return home, and the autumn clouds are clear.

In the blink of an eye, it was already three months later. Ling Yun lived a life like a beast in the mountains. However, the road to cultivation has officially begun.

Spiritual beings are the spirits of all things, and spirit is not spiritual energy but spiritual power. They are born from the alchemy and qi in the lower abdomen, which is spiritual beings. The opening of spiritual beings is very simple. You only need to achieve the necessary conditions for practicing the martial arts to achieve spiritual beings.

If you spend some effort to stabilize it, you will be in the middle stage of spiritual life. It sounds quite simple, but in fact, you can stabilize your cultivation level by continuing to practice.

Ling Yun was now facing a wild boar full of sludge, and his hair stood up like a steel needle.

"Roar!"

The wild boar faced Ling Yun, and his hind legs kept rubbing the ground, and was angry and ready to tear the man in front of him.

"It feels like death?"

The wild boar rushed over in an instant, carrying a sharp wind, and even the fallen leaves around him were swept aside.

Ling Yun watched the inferior plants get closer and closer, standing quietly, with no expression on his face.

The distance between the wild boar was getting closer and closer. He suddenly took a step towards the left, then rushed straight towards the wild boar, no longer dodging.

Although the wild boar is covered in mud, its sharp teeth cannot be underestimated at will.

Ling Yun used his skills madly. In an instant, Ling Yun missed the wild boar's attack and drew a blood mark on the back of the wild boar's back.

The wild boar's fangs immediately no longer pose a threat to Ling Yun.

The wild boar turned around angrily and tried to attack again, and his fat body shook again.

"Try this!"

Ling Yun shouted loudly, rushed up suddenly, grabbed the wild boar's fangs, and lifted it up with all his might.

"Strive to drive the mountains and the spirit is vast!"

Ling Yun threw the wild boar to the ground, then rode on the wild boar, discarded his long sword, and punched the wild boar's head one by one.

"Ah, um"

The wild boar screamed and struggled wildly. Ling Yun felt a vaguely uncontrollable feeling.

He flew down the wild boar and kicked the wild boar away. He rolled and picked up the long sword on the ground.

The right hand was like the roots of a big tree, and its muscles surged. Wave it with a sword

.

With one sword, the wild boar's skull was exposed.

"bump!"

The wild boar immediately arched Lingyun and then ran towards him.

"You can still fight!" A glimmer flashed in Ling Yun's eyes. The attack just now did not suffer much damage.

Raise the long sword in your hand, and the spiritual power of both hands continues to gather, just like the power gathers to the highest point.

The wild boar rushed over like crazy, trying to kill Ling Yun with his sharp fangs.

"Die!" Ling Yun's spiritual power gathered infinitely and slashed on the wild boar's head. The wild boar did not even scream, but Ling Yun smashed the skull and penetrated the entire head.

The wild boar rolled on the ground along with inertia, turning to Lingyun's feet, and his muscles were constantly twitching.

A pig's head was cut into two pieces by Ling Yun's long sword. The head stained with bright red blood was exposed. The colorful patterns inside the head kept flowing out, splashing on Ling Yun's blood-stained clothes.

The falling leaves fall into the blood of the wild boar with the wind.

Wipe the long sword on the wild boar, looked at the boar that was still steaming, and then looked at the tattered coarse linen linen, and smiled.

Ling Yun used his sword to pick out the pig's heart and chewed it in big mouthfuls. Although the fishy smell was sensational, he had to do so in order to improve his strength.

"No matter where I am, I am always in danger and must be in danger at all times. I will naturally be on the edge of the cliff in this life."

As he was really thinking, Ling Yun suddenly asked a strange smell.

When I looked up, a black shadow broke the dead branches and walked around.

This is an outlier old wolf. What is scary about the wolves is his collective ability rather than his ability to fight alone.

Having said that, a wolf's combat power cannot be underestimated.

The wolf has gray-white hair, limping at the hind legs, and a cruel and cold light inside its eyes.

It is obvious that this old wolf was attracted by the bloody smell caused by Lingyun's killing of pigs. The wolf and the dog are the same ancestors and both have a very keen sense of smell.

Wolves are bloodthirsty animals with a keen sense of smell and no movement can escape the wolves' vision. In order to maintain their vitality, wolves usually eliminate weak and backward species.

Ling Yun slowly stood up and held the long sword in his hand tightly in his hand.

He had just killed a wild boar, and his physical strength and spiritual power had been exhausted. If it were before, Ling Yun would probably avoid this old wolf from a distance, but this time he wanted to try to see if he had entered the past few months.

What did you step on?

Ling Yun's eyes were slightly cold. If he did it himself, he would not hesitate at all.

He retreated slightly, preparing to kill the old wolf in front of him with one blow.

Suddenly, Lao Lang stared at Ling Yun, his eyes shrank, and instinctively felt a dangerous birth.

Retreat carefully, turn around and run back a few steps, disappearing into the jungle.

He came and went in a hurry, and Ling Yun did not expect that this old wolf could be so cautious.

The battle begins in silence and ends in silence.

Just let go of your guard.

Suddenly, the old wolf suddenly burst out of the jungle and rushed towards Ling Yun, and a strong breath of death hit her face.

As soon as Panasonic's heart was raised to his throat.

Ling Yun forced himself to calm down, and dodged sideways and rushed back with a sword. Unexpectedly, the hungry wolf dodged directly.

Ling Yun drew his palm with his left hand and slapped his head on the hungry wolf who had not yet stood firm.

Awkward

The hungry wolf screamed, then bit Ling Yun's hand suddenly.

He hurriedly withdrew his left hand, kicked the hungry wolf, and then gasped.

"We must kill him quickly! We must!"

The martial arts in his body quickly rotated, and the sword was drawn out, slashed on the head of the hungry wolf. The hungry wolf screamed and fell to the ground.

"Huh, it's resolved."

Ling Yun walked over and stabbed a sword on the hungry wolf's neck. The old wolf ended his sinful life.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ling Yun recovered his strength, otherwise in such a dangerous place, there might be a risk of death at any time.

Suddenly, Ling Yun heard a sound, which kept coming from far to near, just like a sound of pushing to a tree and then crushing it.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Lingyun could soon hear the sound of dead branches and leaves being crushed.

"This unbridled voice is so dangerous!"

Ling Yun hid from afar, looked around and saw a giant elephant.

It pushes it shorter, but the whole body leans forward similar to modern African elephants, with long hair, tall head and forehead, and curly incisors.

Ling Yun looked at his body shape and found that he was no match for this at all. He slowly retreated, hoping not to attract the attention of this monster.

Finally returning to the wooden house, Ling Yun opened the map and found that he had nothing to do. Practice was also a long-lasting task, and it was impossible to achieve it overnight.

"It's time to go back and get everything that belongs to me!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!