Because Zhang Zhexue contributed another bottle of Nine-Leaf Tianzhu Dan, Master Zi Ling's cultivation level was completely restored more than ten days ahead of schedule.

The two of them had been waiting in the cave for four days. Before Cai Guanxiang came here, they were just reclining in the cave and no one spoke. It was not that Zhang Zhexue didn't want to speak, but that Zi Ling's ancestor didn't want to talk to him.

Since healing last time, Master Zi Ling always felt that he could not stand up as a Jindan monk in front of Zhang Zhexue, and he would blush if he talked too much. He had told himself many times that the last thing was a forced one. If it were not for life and death, he would never let him help heal his wounds. But the more he told himself like this, the more he would be unbearable, especially when he recalled Zhang Zhexue's hands and the breath that was blowing on his skin.

After sitting cross-legged for a long time, his mind could not calm down. Master Zi Ling simply stopped sitting, floated up, and slowly flew around in the cave, checking whether the Yin Fire Thunder and the Sky-Shaking Thunder were missing and the breath had not been hidden, so as not to be discovered by Cai Guanxiang.

Since Zhang Zhexue recovered from injury last time, and after more than two months of hard practice, his cultivation has improved a little. He felt that at this pace, as long as he practiced for another ten years, he could try to break through the golden elixir. By then, he would be considered a master, at least he always had the ability to protect himself in the Nanyun Continent. He had already thought about it and went to Mount Vajra to retreat, and at least he had the time to practice for at least five or six years. The first thing he had to do was to successfully practice the soul-breaking clone and make plans for the later achievement of the golden elixir. Sometimes, if you calculate carefully, you really have a lot of things to do.

"Boy, can you tell me that you are obviously at the high level of foundation building, but why do you pretend to be at the middle level of foundation building? What is your purpose? You even hide it." Master Zi Ling wandered around in the air and found that he was bored and didn't know what to do, so he found a topic to chat with Zhang Zhexue.

Zhang Zhexue opened his eyes and looked at the ancestor Zi Ling lying on the short couch, and said, "I don't want to hide it from my seniors, but I have made too fast progress. Four years ago, I was still in the early stage of foundation building, but now I am at the high level. If this is spread, I don't know how many people think that my juniors have any secret treasures, so the trouble will come. Therefore, I can only suppress my cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building.

Even so, some people were still surprised. If I hadn't been wandering around the world of Tibetan Sword, there would be no reason to make sense. Now only two people know the details of my juniors. One is my master and the other is you, senior. You must keep it a secret for me."

Master Zi Ling nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. It is inevitable that the tree attracts wind. With your cultivation level, it is better to be low-key. Don't worry, I won't tell you it. Don't even Xiaoqi knows about this?"

Zhang Zhexue said: "If you don't know, it's better not to let her know, otherwise she will feel that she is too slow to practice and may make some mistakes, and then haste will not be achieved."

"Haha, I didn't see that, your heart was quite delicate." Master Zi Ling changed his position and wanted to sit more comfortably. He accidentally exposed a jade foot. He didn't feel anything at first. When he looked up at Zhang Zhexue, he saw his eyes staring at his feet. A wave of shame surged in his heart. Suddenly, he remembered the heat that Zhang Zhexue blew on his skin.

"What are you looking at? Look at it and dig out your eyes." Master Zi Ling took his jade feet back into his skirt and said angrily. Suddenly, he felt that his words were not like scolding, but rather like flirting. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. He glared at Zhang Zhexue, then sat up and sat cross-legged.

Zhang Zhexue also felt a little abrupt, so he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again, not even daring to say anything.

Seeing that Zhang Zhexue not only closed his eyes, but also stopped talking, Master Zi Ling was a little angry, and couldn't help but say, "If you don't let you look at it, you just close your eyes and don't even say anything. What do you mean?"

Zhang Zhexue had to open his eyes and looked elsewhere, and smiled bitterly: "Senior, don't bring such a thing, you can't see it, and you can't close your eyes. So how do you ask me to do it?"

"Don't let you look at my feet, have you said you won't let you look at me?" As soon as this was said, Master Zi Ling suddenly felt that this was a problem and hurriedly continued: "Just chat well and don't be stingy."

Zhang Zhexue turned to look at Master Zi Ling, waiting for Master Zi Ling to speak.

"What are you looking at me? Talking!"

"I don't know what to say. You have always been asking questions. I answer. If you don't say anything, how can I know what to say? I can't ask where my seniors are from home, have they ever been married?"

"Where is my hometown? Is it my old marriage? Is this what you can ask?" Master Zi Ling was so angry that he laughed at Zhang Zhexue, but after thinking about it, it was true. He always asked himself, and he answered, but isn't the senior who always treats the younger generation like this? So he calmed down and asked: "Is it still the method of Shangqingshan that you are practicing now? I see that you are diligent so fast, probably not the method of Shangqingshan. Their method cannot be diligent so fast."

Zhang Zhexue said: "The method of practicing by younger generations is obtained by younger generations inadvertently, so it is not the method of Shangqingshan. Even my master practices this method is the method of younger generations."

"Can you tell me what the method of your practice is called? See if I know it?" Master Zi Ling asked curiously.

Zhang Zhexue shook his head and said, "My younger master won't let me say it, because I'm afraid that others will envy, jealousy and hate it."

"Hmph, forget it, I think it's like anyone else." As soon as he said this, Zi Ling felt that something was wrong with his tone. He was about to find another reason to scold Zhang Zhexue to hide his shame. Before he could speak, he felt someone outside the cave sweeping his spiritual sense over, so he hurriedly suppressed his breath and became extremely weak, allowing the spiritual sense to scan him several times.

"Here you." After saying that, he jumped to Zhang Zhexue's side, and threw a seriously injured monster that Zhang Zhexue had prepared long ago into the place where he had sat. Then he bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the monster. He pinched a spell from his hand. A ball of green light appeared from his fingertips, and then threw it at the monster. Then he reached out and grabbed Zhang Zhexue's hand and said, "Hurry away."

When Master Zi Ling suddenly suppressed his breath, Zhang Zhexue knew that Cai Guanxiang had been found, so he also suppressed his breath and became weaker. At this time, Master Zi Ling had already held his hand, and he hurriedly used the Little Five Elements Escape Technique, pulled Master Zi Ling into the next mountain wall, and then drilled underground.

The visitor was indeed Cai Guanxiang. He had already noticed the weak aura of Master Zi Ling through his spiritual sense, so he rushed over. After landing on the ground, he stumbled into the ground and found that there was only a weak aura left, and it was obviously Zi Ling's. There was no idea where the other aura had gone.

Cai Guanxiang was delighted and hurriedly sacrificed the flying sword, stabbed it in the ground he had discovered, and then rotated, and a piece of ground as big as a table fell down. With a rumbling sound, the ground fell to the bottom of the cave. Cai Guanxiang put a round shield in front of him and looked down. He saw that the dust in the cave was flying and could not see clearly, so he used a small spell and threw it down. After a moment, the smoke and dust in the cave was swept up by a whirlwind, like a flying dragon, flew into the air and suddenly dispersed to the distance.

Could it be Zi Ling? Cai Guanxiang looked at the monster lying on the couch at the bottom of the cave and thought to himself. It was true that both the figure and the aura were true. Did she not recover at all? It should be like this. Under her situation, it was not so easy to force out my sword energy. No wonder he didn't see that boy. I guess he ran away when he saw me coming, so he didn't care about Zi Ling, so he ran away. Anyway, with his cultivation level, he would never want to go out of this small world, and he might soon die here.

Cai Guanxiang turned his mind a lot, but in the end he still couldn't resist the temptation of being aided by the ancestor Zi Ling. Even if he only had Master Zi Ling once, he felt that he had to take this risk. Otherwise, this knot would sooner or later become his own inner demon and a major obstacle for him to break through the Nascent Soul. So he decided to go down to this cave that was nearly a hundred feet deep to take a look. He was also careful and sacrificed six round shields to surround him. Even a round shield was placed under his feet, and then he slowly landed at the bottom of the cave.

Zu Ling, a thousand feet away from the ground, was feeling the movements in the cave through the secret technique. While Zhang Zhexue drove the Little Five Elements Escape Technique to rise to the ground, he was also silently feeling Cai Guanxiang's position in the cave. At this time, Zhang Zhexue had already stretched his head out of the ground, so Zu Ling's feeling became even more sensitive, so he immediately activated hundreds of Yin Fire Thunder and Shaking Heaven Thunder to explode at the same time.

At the same time, Master Zi Ling had already jumped out of the ground, opened his mouth, and sacrificed his natal flying sword. At this time, what she saw was a huge mushroom cloud rolling into the air two thousand feet away, and countless earth and rocks burst out around. When the explosion's shock wave arrived at Master Zi Ling, its power was much smaller and it was impossible to break through the outer shield of Master Zi Ling.

Zi Ling's ancestor roared, jumped up, and flew with all his strength to fly towards the direction of the cave. As soon as he flew, Cai Guanxiang flew out from the ground, obviously injured. She didn't think much about it, and pinched a sword technique. With a thought, she kept following her natal flying sword light shot out. The crystal clear Xuanbing Sword passed through a colorful sword light in the air, and instantly turned around Cai Guanxiang's waist and cut it into two halves.

Master Zi Ling was particularly unhappy and turned his head back when he turned his head before Cai Guanxiang's two bodies had not yet landed on the ground. Another sword was cut by him, and then his sword body shook, shrank into a sword ball, flew into the mouth of Master Zi Ling, and disappeared.
Chapter completed!