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It turned out that Luo Mingdao was collecting Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth s on a cliff in the east when he suddenly felt the spirit energy in the lake roil about, and there were even signs of it becoming more and more intense. At first, he thought that some kind of treasure had appeared and hurriedly flew over, but he didn't expect to see such a shocking scene.
With his decades of experience in cultivation, he was naturally able to see through the logic and natural aura behind Lin Jin's punch and kick within the fog with a single glance.
Seeing that all the spirit energy around the lake was rushing towards Lin Jin, Luo Mingdao's heart was in turmoil.
In fact, the lake was about seven to eight kilometers in radius. It was a place where the spiritual energy in the surrounding mountains gathered.
This was because the main purpose of the cultivation technique Luo Mingdao learned was to absorb Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth for his own use. So Luo Mingdao had lived in this hut forty years ago, nurturing his spirit and hoping for a day when he could ascend the Dao.
But these Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth were scattered everywhere, they were lively and overbearing, how could they be gathered together so easily? Even with his abilities, he was only able to absorb the spirit energy within a one meter radius around his body while he was only in a place with a dense amount of spirit energy. To be able to gather all the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in a radius of at least a few kilometers around him like this was something only Lin Jin could do in his dreams.
Furthermore, he had never heard of any technique that could absorb Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in large amounts. Even the so-called Spirit Convergence Array of the Daoist Sect was only able to gather the Spiritual Aura within a range of 10 meters. But even so, the Spirit Convergence Array was a secret that the various sects did not pass on, much less something he knew.
Right now, he could only look at the amount of spirit energy gathered by Lin Jin's body. Only by absorbing it for two or three months would he be able to reach such a level.
If he had learned this martial art, why would he run around looking for places with dense spiritual qi?
Therefore, when he saw half of it, Luo Mingdao couldn't help but exclaim loudly.
Unexpectedly, under his agitated mood, this shout of his accidentally contained his own incomparably robust zhenyuan energy. It was just like the legendary Shaolin Lion's Roar, which caused Lin Jin's zhenqi to pause for a moment, just in time to break his mental state.
Just when he felt that something was amiss, Lin Jin suddenly stopped.
When Luo Mingdao thought about the half set of boxing that he had yet to finish reading, he felt a burst of regret. But at this moment, it was useless. He could only laugh and fall from the sky.
When he landed in front of Lin Jin, Luo Mingdao forcefully suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be unintentional as he said to Lin Jin: ”Little brother, this is … What kind of boxing is that? ”