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But after completing the first section, he was unable to continue on with the second section of the boxing no matter what. However, his body now had a natural aura that seemed to transcend the mundane world.

Knowing that forcing himself to do so was useless, Lin Jin decided to slowly stop his cultivation and did not continue to train in the second stage of the boxing.

After thinking about it carefully, he felt the changes that had occurred to his body.

At this moment, the zhenqi in his meridians were actually filled up by one or two points compared to when he was practicing martial arts. All of the meridians in his body could feel a current of air current walking through them, especially in the Ren Du and Du, which was almost to the point where the zhenqi was full of energy.

He could not help but think that if he were to cultivate at this speed, he would probably reach the Large Circulation level in a few years. Looks like this set of boxing was a profound cultivation method. Overjoyed, he hurriedly typed the first section of the boxing again.

However, due to joy and the desire to pursue it, even though it was possible to pass through it, there was no longer that feeling of being one with one's mind and body, of being in harmony with nature.

However, this joy from the depths of his heart was not easy to get rid of. No matter how hard he tried to calm his emotions, this joy still wouldn't go away.

It seemed that he could only let time calm him down.

Lin Jin was originally very casual and did not like forcing himself. After knowing what was going on, he shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He also didn't want to let himself be bewitched.

The sun was now in the middle of the sky, and it made him feel a little hot in the sun.

Since he could not calm down, it was not good for him to practice martial arts again. Since he had nothing else to do, he suddenly remembered the fun he had when he was fishing. There was no computer on the mountain, so instead of idling around like this, he went to enjoy the pleasure of fishing.

Thinking about it, Lin Jin leisurely carried his fishing rod, barefooted as he once again arrived at the boulder from before.

He swung the fishing rod, causing a jade-green ripple to appear. However, the fish in the lake were clever. Even though they had been dropped for more than half an hour, the little insect had used no less than five of them. However, the fishing rod did not move at all.

However, it was still early in the afternoon, and he wouldn't be able to finish all the fish even if he caught more. Furthermore, Lin Jin wouldn't necessarily need to catch fish to enjoy this kind of fun, it's just that he wanted to enjoy this leisurely mood.

Seeing that he had used up all the bait, Lin Jin decided to no longer bother with the bait, and threw the hook into the lake. He thought to himself, telling the two of you to bite the hook, so he placed the fishing rod to the side, laid on the rocks, and stared blankly at the blue sky.

The sky was blue and white, the lake water fishing rod was by his feet, and he could hear the happy cries of the birds in the forest.

He did not know how long it had been since such a leisurely life had passed. It was as if he had never enjoyed such a comfortable life ever since he had fallen out with those students and was wholeheartedly cultivating. Although the feeling in the cultivation world was very rich and ordinary, he couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness from time to time.

At the same time, as he continued to cultivate, other than cultivating, everything else in his heart began to slowly fade. He didn't know if it was good or bad, and what kind of harm his uncle had done to him …

He had never had time to think about these things before, but now that he felt relieved, all kinds of memories and thoughts from long ago flooded into his mind, but he could not stop them.

At first, he was shocked, thinking it was a sign of Qi deviation. He immediately checked his body's condition, but found that the zhenqi inside his meridians were still operating smoothly, without any signs of Qi deviation.

So it was just a false alarm! Lin Jin sighed in relief.

However, all sorts of thoughts kept popping up in his mind. Seeing that he couldn't stop them, he had no choice but to let them go.

What he did not know was that this was actually a natural phenomenon that occurred after he successfully completed that section of boxing and assimilated the natural way of boxing into his body. It was only because his heart was too tough and stubborn that he had been able to suppress it to this point.

These memories and thoughts that were deeply hidden in his mind were actually a heavy burden on his mind. Although it was impossible to tell on the surface, but they were actually affecting him at all times. These things could not be wiped away by time. As time passed, his cultivation base would deepen and his soul would become more and more sensitive. The effects these things would have on him would also become greater and greater. Perhaps at some crucial moment, these things would come out and let him fall into the abyss of eternal damnation.

However, because of the natural Dao contained in the boxing, all kinds of distracting thoughts and depressing memories from the depths of his heart burst forth at this moment. They slowly became dull and unimportant.

Inadvertently, this had laid the foundation for his future cultivation of the Dao. At the very least, without special circumstances, it would not be so easy for his inner demon to affect him.

Just like how people in cities often like to go to nature attractions and feel relaxed and calm. It was because nature was the easiest to wash away the distracting thoughts in one's heart. And this kind of natural self-cultivation within the old Way of the boxing, was even more so of the essence of it, which was equivalent to helping Lin Jin in his thoughts.

Once the distracting thoughts that had been pressing down on his heart for who knows how many years burst out, Lin Jin's brain couldn't help but feel tired, and unknowingly fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that a full moon had risen to the top of the branch.

"Hey, why did I sleep for so long?" Lin Jin was shocked.

It was obvious that he didn't want to fish anymore. Lin Jin walked over to the stream and looked. He realized that the stream had already turned into a dark, unstable path, and he could no longer see the direction of its flow.

After trying to walk up the stream for a while, the road that felt easy during the day became slippery and almost fell into the stream several times.

Thinking that it would be hard to walk in there, Lin Jin decided to walk back to the lake to cultivate. He went back to the lake and started meditating.

He didn't expect that in this lake, the results of his cultivation would be even better than on the mountain.

The lake seemed to contain a very mysterious power. After a while, his mind spread out to the whole lake, and in an instant, it opened up. At the same time, the sparse spirit energy in the mountain and river seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and one after another, floated towards the surroundings of Lin Jin's body. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the spiritual energy turned into faint green streams of air that revolved around his body and finally disappeared into the pores on his skin.

At this moment, the scene that had occurred earlier in the day appeared once more in his body. A stream of cold air, stronger than the day, flowed out from his dantian and flowed along the meridians of his zhenqi. It restored the meridians that had been damaged over the years, circle after circle, repeated and flowed unceasingly …

When it was morning, Lin Jin felt that his entire body was filled with endless power, and his sight and hearing became even more acute. Seeing the layer of dense fog floating up from the lake, Lin Jin's heart suddenly moved. He couldn't help but stop his body from punching. What he shot out was the old Daoist's boxing.

Following his movements, the thick mist on the surface of the lake seemed to have been swept away by a gust of wind, rushing towards him and enveloping him within the dense fog, causing him to be unable to see his figure.

Looking from the outside, he could see that the fog would sometimes go up, sometimes down, sometimes left, sometimes right. It was very spectacular as his fists moved up and down.

"Good!" "Little brother, so you have such an absolute art. Didn't I already tell you everything earlier …"

As Lin Jin was fighting, he suddenly heard a surprised and joyful voice coming from midair, which couldn't help but stop his fist.

After the dense fog dissipated, he looked up to the sky and saw a green figure floating in mid-air, and it was not Luo Mingdao but who was it …