For more than half a month after that, Xiao Ling would spend most of his time playing with his children every day. In less than a month, he spent almost more time with his children than in the past six months. It seemed that he had forgotten that there was still a relationship between him and Yin Tianchou.

It was a life and death duel, and it was imminent. There was no sense of crisis or pressure. They were relaxed and laughing. These little guys were happy. They used to be in the mountains, or

It was Song Yihan, Lin Haiwen who taught them, Xiao Li, Yin Luoxue, Mu Ziyi and others played with them, or they played by themselves. Although Xiao Ling pampered them and almost never blamed them, he had been concentrating on studying the longevity medicine, and there was not much at all.

He spent time with them, and now it was rare that Xiao Ling took the initiative to play crazy with them every day. The little ones even insisted on sleeping in the same bed with Xiao Ling at night.

They don't know what sorrow is. Bai Ran and the other girls are not so calm anymore. It was fine in the first few days. Half a month has passed and Xiao Ling is still the same. More than half a month has passed and Xiao Ling is still the same. Regarding the decisive battle

He didn't mention a word about Yin Tianchou.

The girls originally heard what he said seemed to be the same thing, and they didn't stop him from doing it at first, but as the time approached, he became more relaxed, and their hearts could not help but be shaken.

Just like this, playing with the children every day, they don't see him going to study the Sacred Heart Art to achieve a perfect state of mind. Will he be able to make a breakthrough and defeat Yin Tianqiu? Most of them are still doubtful, and even have doubts.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one week left, and it was the one-month decisive battle. Xiao Ling was still playing with the children. The girls couldn't sit still. Lin Haiwen stood up, her expression and voice were a little unhappy.

: "This guy, I don't know if he really has a way or if he is lying. I don't see him gaining anything, and he didn't even say a word to us. It's really nonsense. I'll catch him."

She moved like the wind, quickly walking towards the door. A petite body rushed in from the outside, hugged her long legs and shouted happily: "Mommy, we are back."

It was Qingcheng, her whole body was wet, her hair was wet, and she looked like she had just been fished out of the water.

"Why are you all wet? Go and take a shower. Don't catch a cold. Go. And you, go, all of you. My dear Wushuang, come down and take a shower. Otherwise, you won't be allowed to eat tonight." Lin Hai

Wen shouted sternly at the little guys who all had the same moral character.

The little ones dispersed in a hurry and ran upstairs. Lin Haiwen said to Xiao Ling with a straight face: "Why are you going?"

Xiao Ling was as calm and casual as ever, with a bright smile: "I took them down to swim in the lake. I originally agreed to only row boats, but who knew that all of them went back on their word."

Lin Haiwen looked at him with her hands on her hips angrily: "Is this what you call turning from the ordinary to the secular? The ordinary is ordinary enough, and the vulgar is vulgar enough, but I don't see any improvement in you, but you are having a good time.

I’m so happy. There’s only one week left, and you’re still so careless. Have you ever taken this matter to your heart? Do you have any sense?”

"Of course I have the skills, I always have." Xiao Ling gently patted her foxy face, which was still alluring and charming, and said meaningfully, "You're right, enough is enough, it's really enough.

Enough is enough and vulgarity is enough, it’s time.”

"Is it time?" Dragon Girl came over and was a little stunned when she heard his pun. "What is it? What does it mean? Is it really effective? Is it really effective?"

"Of course, when have I ever deceived you?" Xiao Ling smiled confidently and extended her hand to him: "Long'er, lend me your Wangshu Sword first."

Dragon Girl was slightly startled. Although she didn't understand what he wanted Wang Shujian to do, she still obediently called Wang Shujian out and handed it over.

"Okay, after playing for so many days, it's time to get down to business." After taking the Shujian, Xiao Ling said to the girls, "I'm going to retreat for a week to achieve the Great Perfection of the Sacred Heart Art. Please take good care of me during this period.

You and your children, don’t worry about me, I will definitely come back as scheduled and defeat Yin Tianchou.”

After that, he flashed his figure and flashed out of the villa. Du Xiyan shouted at the door: "Hey, you don't want to have dinner?"

"Don't eat, time is tight, race against time..." Xiao Ling's voice floated back, light and soft, with a lingering sound.

"Where are you going to retreat... Hello? Hello..." Mei Xue called out a few times, but no one responded. She couldn't help but mutter, "This guy, I haven't seen him so nervous before, and now he knows what to do."

It’s a race against time, really.”

Xiao Ling's figure flew across the sky so fast that his figure was invisible, leaving only a purple-gold rainbow in the sky. He had disappeared. He was always not in a hurry when everyone was in a hurry, and everyone was in a hurry.

When he was young, he became anxious and the girls couldn't do anything to him.

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Xiao Ling flew against the wind, and his destination was Huangshan, where there were people he urgently wanted to see - the Xuanyuan clan, especially the Xuanyuan envoy who had been keeping the inheritance of Huangdi Xuanyuan and who held the highest secret of Huangdi's life.

Maybe he knew he was coming, so as soon as he appeared in Huangshan, someone came to look for him. He was already very familiar with that person, it was Xuanyuan Hanfeng, the leader of the envoys.

"You are finally here. Our clan has been waiting for you for thousands of years and finally waited for you to come. After today, they can finally be freed." Xuanyuan Hanfeng smiled heartily and led him into the era when the Xuanyuan clan was here.

A place of refuge.

"I really can't believe that in such a crowded scenic spot, there are still people living in seclusion there?" Xiao Ling said a little curiously.

"Where can't you live in seclusion? Maybe one day you come to Huangshan to visit and pass by a tourist. It's not necessarily that he is a member of my tribe." Xuanyuan Hanfeng said very mysteriously.

"This way of escaping from the world is even better than our Sixiang family." Xiao Ling and Xuanyuan Hanfeng flew by at such a high speed that no outsider could see any clues.

"Times have changed, the environment has changed, and we are helpless. When you come here at this time, most of the tourists have already left, just in time to avoid the crowds and all the inconvenience." Xuanyuan Hanfeng took Xiao Ling and some Xuanyuan

The tribesmen met briefly, and then met with Sanshengshi and the female messenger Naiheqiao Xuanyuan Xiaoyu, and the four of them went to the depths of Huangshan Mountain, next to a hot spring originating from Ziyun Peak.

"This is the place where the Holy Emperor became a saint." Xuanyuan Hanfeng pointed to a hot spring and said.

"Soak in the hot springs?"

"right."

"How long will it take to run?"

"Let's see how long it takes you to have an epiphany."

"What if I haven't had my epiphany after tonight? Tourists will arrive tomorrow. What should I do?" This is a problem that must be solved.

"Just go down. During your retreat, Huangshan Mountain is closed and no tourists will be accepted." Xuanyuan Hanfeng said resolutely.

Xiao Ling nodded, knowing that this matter indeed requires the use of power politics. The people of the Xuanyuan tribe will handle this matter. He should now pursue the realm of the Sacred Heart without any worries, achieve a breakthrough, and let the Sacred Heart Secret Art be used.

Dzogchen, increase the chance of winning. This paragraph

Time, these three ambassadors will protect him, and he does not need to be distracted from thinking about his own safety. Nodding to the three ambassadors, he stretched out his hands and took out the three great artifacts he took from Xu Fu, the Grass Pheasant Sword.

Qiongmagatama and Yata mirror, and then Xi

The Harmony Sword and the Wangshu Sword are two yin and yang swords. The four great artifacts are: the Eight-tatami Mirror is placed to the east of the hot spring, the Kusanagi Sword is to the west, Qiong Magatama is to the south, and Xi and Wangshu are to the north. The four artifacts are arranged according to different

After setting the position, Xiao Ling jumped into the hot spring.

In the middle, the water was not rising. He floated in the hot spring, closed his eyes, and tried to experience and comprehend the insights he had gained from accompanying the children into the world for more than half a month, and then his state of mind was extraordinary, flawless, and sublime.

, to reach the true state of the Sacred Heart.

While he closed his eyes, time flew by, the sun rose and set, day and night changed, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Bai Ran and the other girls were worried about Xiao Ling's silence. Suddenly, a scream that shook the sky roared from the sky, and an overwhelming momentum enveloped the entire sunrise and autumn frost, or even worse.

A wide range, perhaps the entire Lingzhou, or even the entire Jiangnan area.

This momentum cannot be felt by those who are not internal martial arts cultivators. As for the clear roar coming from the wind, all the girls are very familiar with it. It is the sound of the Suzaku. However, among the sounds of the Suzaku, there is another

Mixed with another sound that they couldn't identify.

They couldn't judge the sound, but the aura was awe-inspiring in their hearts. This was something they all felt not long ago, a pressure that was powerful enough to overwhelm the world. It was Xiao Ling's awakening of the Yellow Emperor's bloodline.

The coercive aura emitted at that time is still unforgettable to them.

And now...

"Sister Ran, this..." All the girls' expressions changed in shock. They wanted to say something, but they had nothing to say and didn't know how to word it.

"This is... this momentum, not as strong as the big bad guy but weaker, plus the sound just now... is the sound of bloodline awakening." Lin Haiwen's voice revealed deep worry.

Bai Ran recognized the bitterness, and his voice was full of anxiety and bitterness: "Yes, if we guessed correctly, it's just that Yin Tianchou's natal bloodline has awakened, we have all determined that he is the inheritor of Chiyou's bloodline. Now, both sides

Their bloodline has awakened, which is equivalent to the rebirth of Huang Di and Chi You. Is this really a fate that cannot be avoided through the ages?"

The dragon girl lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes casting a shadow: "It turns out that Yin Tianchou's so-called continued improvement is to awaken Chi You's bloodline. But...how did he do it?"

Bai Ran's voice was very heavy, just like her mood at the moment: "There is definitely not just one way to awaken the bloodline. That guy has an evil heart but he does have talent. I don't know what method he found."

Zhang Zhiying's ethereal voice was tainted with worry: "Sister Ran, do you think my husband...will win?"

"Yes, we must believe him." The worry in Bai Ran's eyes was wiped away by her, replaced by determination.

"But, thousands of years ago, the Yellow Emperor and Chi You died together. Otherwise... or we tell Ah Ling not to fight... or we help him and deal with Yin Tianchou together." Du Xiyan frowned,

The sexy lady has now become the hesitant lady.

"With our support behind him, he will not lose, and history will not repeat itself. We all have to believe in him, believe in him wholeheartedly, and believe in him unconditionally." Bai Ranfeng's eyes were as bright as stars, and a look of determination appeared on his face.

.

In Huangshan, the three envoys who had been guarding Xiao Ling for three days also heard the voice and felt the momentum. Xuanyuan Qinglin's voice trembled slightly: "A generation of demon gods... have awakened."

Xuanyuan Xiaoyu sighed: "It's really a fate that we can't get rid of after thousands of reincarnations. We are destined to have this battle."

Xuanyuan Hanfeng turned back and looked at Xiao Ling from a distance. The latter's eyes had not yet opened and he was still soaking in the hot spring. He pondered for a moment and said: "I believe that history will not repeat itself. He will win. He will definitely win."
Chapter completed!