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I slowly opened my eyes from the darkness, and heard the sound of chanting sutras in my ears.

Chu Ling looked around and saw that he was lying on the bed in an antique room.

He reached out and pulled away the blanket, feeling a chill coming over him. He looked down and saw that he was wearing a pair of pants, his clothes were gone, and there was a faint smell of herbs coming from the tip of his nose.

There were thick bandages wrapped around the junction of the chest and abdomen, as well as on both hands.

He raised his hand to the tip of his nose and asked. It should be the smell of potion. Thinking of how many times he had been exhausted, his arms and palms should have some minor injuries.

But when he looked down at the bandages on his body and turned slightly, he felt a faint tingling and numbness in his back.

"Back" wondered in a low voice, and then recalled the last scene. It must have been that his back was against the fuselage, and the fuselage was damaged and stabbed by the Kirin in the end. At that time, he tried his best, how could he have time to care about it? It wasn't that he was injured. Looking back now, I do remember that something seemed to have punctured his middle back.

There was no one in the room, and the temperature wasn't too cold. At least it was much better than the wreckage of the plane, but it was still a bit cold compared to Penglai.

He rolled out of bed, looked at it, walked over, found some clothes in his bag, put them on, and then opened the door.

He subconsciously blocked the dazzling sunlight with his hand. He was not sure how much time had passed. At least at the crash site, it was almost dusk, and the sun was obviously almost noon now.

He was a little worried about what happened to the little guy and that girl Qilin. The little guy was fine. Even if she got separated from the rescuers, she should be able to find a place by herself according to her cleverness. She usually followed Lin Qilin into various woods, and she didn't even think about it. They will be picked up by wild beasts. There are still a lot of wolves in Kunlun, and the disciples here often find wolves to practice their skills.

I glanced around and saw that this was a small independent courtyard with many small houses like this behind me. They should be guest rooms on the Kunlun side.

Walking directly out of the courtyard, there are many tall buildings in sight. This is a temple, it must be Kunlun.

After confirming the direction, Chu Ling walked towards the largest building. He was not sure if it would be there, but the sound of chanting from there at least let him know that there was someone there who could ask about the situation.

Moreover, shouts came from the garden separated by the wall not far away, which should be the martial arts training square.

As we walked forward, the familiar shouts became louder and louder. We walked through a door along the road and saw a group of monks practicing in the square. A group of bald heads dazzled in the sun.

He has relatively little contact with the disciples here. After all, Penglai and Kunlun are the farthest from the Seven Capitals, and they are surrounded by snow-capped mountains. The specialty snow wolf is not to the appetite of these two foodies, so they rarely come here to cause harm. Chu Ling also There is no chance to discuss with the Kunlun disciples.

Chu Ling stood aside and looked at it, then continued to walk around the square, heading towards the main hall.

At first glance, I didn't notice any outstanding figures. They were all ordinary disciples doing basic exercises.

In fact, it is no secret that Kunlun cannot retain its position as the leader of the next seven capitals. In this 88-year competition between human weapons, Kunlun basically has no chance of winning. They don't even have a successor to the Iron Fist now.

And knowing the secret of Shenlong Shou Lao this time, he doubts whether Kunlun will have human weapons by then, but it is hard to say for more than ten years. After all, Iron Fist is also something special. The Iron Fist has always allowed Kunlun to win, which shows that it is true. He still needs to be vigilant if he wants to have a successor, but thinking about his Fat Snake Master, he doesn't need to worry about these things. The fat man is strong.

Most of my thoughts were thinking about Lin Qilin, and I didn't know how she was doing now.

Unknowingly, I walked to the entrance of the main hall and met many monks along the way. They did not stop him to ask, but saluted and said hello to him. It felt like they all knew him.

Chu Ling analyzed it and found that it should be the reason for the Qilin incident.

Looking in at the door, my guess was confirmed. A group of monks were sitting in a circle in the hall, chanting scriptures. In the center of the circle, Lin Qilin sat there honestly.

Chu Ling immediately relaxed in her heart. At least everything looked normal to her, with normal black hair. However, from the back, it looked uncertain whether the antlers that grew that day were still there.

But looking at her little hands secretly scratching behind her back, I also understood how difficult it is for this ADHD girl to sit still.

There was a smile on Chu Ling's face, and he smiled at Mr. Zheng who was looking at him. The old man's son, Uncle Zheng Xian, was also on the side. As for the middle-aged monk standing with them, Chu Ling did not know him, but he thought about it. It should be Master Lei Gong of Kunlun.

Chu Ling checked to make sure that going in would not affect anything, and stepped in. The target was of course his sister.

He walked quietly behind her. Everyone in the hall was quiet except for her. She was the only one who spoke dishonestly.

"Little Daniel, this is for you to eat. Can you check your watch for me?"

When Chu Ling came behind her, he heard his sister coaxing others.

She is obviously interested in the electronic watch on someone else's hand, not to mention a seven-year-old kid calling a teenage kid "Little Daniel"

What does it mean if you exchange someone else's chocolate beans for someone else's watch?

Yes, the child next to my sister was the only survivor on the plane.

Looking at the child's lost look, he knew that the other person had not yet recovered from the sudden disaster.

Chu Ling stretched out his hand and directly pressed and rubbed his sister's head.

The little guy paused for a moment, then turned around immediately. When he saw it was Chu Ling, he immediately hugged Chu Ling's thigh with tears in his eyes.

"Brother, you're awake."

Chu Ling knelt down, smiled at the little boy who also looked back, and then picked up his sister.

"Well, I woke up. It's been a day."

"Well, are you okay with the injury on your back? Sister Qilin scratched it."

Chu Ling looked at Lin Qilin, who still had time to peek secretly.

"Is she okay?"

"Well, it should be fine. Let me tell you, most of the divine dragon energy in her body is gone." The little guy who was picked up slapped Chu Ling's face directly, and then immediately reported the good news.

Chu Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately put on a thankful smile.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"I"

"Well, that bald man said it was all because of you."

"what"

It’s because he settled Lin Qilin

"They said you sucked the dragon energy out of Sister Qilin's body."

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Chu Ling was stunned again, then he closed his eyes and began to feel the breath in his body. After a while, he opened his eyes and slowly widened them.

The aura in his body was surging, the same aura as the liquid absorbed in the dragon's cave that day, the aura of Shenlong Shou Lao.