On top of the tree, the mysterious girl's brows were slightly knitted. She was not far from where Lingyun was. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth had suddenly erupted, and she had naturally noticed it.

His phoenix-like eyes suddenly opened, and looked towards the grass. Even though it was far away, Ling Yun's state was clearly seen in her eyes, and the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch.

He silently cursed "crazy" before closing his eyes again. He didn't see her circulate her cultivation technique as strands of the world's spirit energy slowly entered her body.

Lingyun used his strong spiritual energy to control the gentle purple grandmist energy to wrap his fist and heal the wound.

At the same time, strands of gentle spiritual energy flowed into his meridians. It was like the rain after a long drought. The dried up meridians absorbed the spiritual energy and slowly became wider.

His flesh and blood shook slowly as he consumed the spirit energy of heaven and earth, slowly strengthening himself.

Most of his bones were already covered by a thin layer of the skin. When his bones were completely covered, his body would have reached the peak of the first transition.

That day was not far away.

That layer of Qi was formed from the Supreme Qi. The so called Supreme Qi was produced by the body. It was similar to Spiritual Qi, but it was absorbed from the outside, while it was created from a type of self.

Once a Body Cultivator breaks through to Rank two, the Astral Energy would be attached to the body surface, causing the body type to generate its own Astral Qi. It would no longer need to bitterly cultivate and accumulate as it did during the first circulation.

At that time, he would be able to use the astral energy to temper his flesh and blood, and its effects would be far better than the tempering of spirit energy.

However, breaking through to Rank two was easier said than done. One had to open up the acupoints in their bodies to produce the True Divine Spirit Qi, then pass through the acupoints and allow the True Divine Spirit Qi to attach to their bodies.

There were a total of 108 acupoints in the human body.

This number was the same as the number of cycles.

When all 108 acupoints were opened, there would be an unending flow of Supreme Qi in his body.

But in his previous life, Ling Yun did not manage to do so, and only managed to break through 71 acupoints, reaching the seventh circulation.

It was even possible that he had not been able to achieve this since ancient times, because all 108 acupoints opened simultaneously, signifying that he had stepped into the Nine Revolutions realm.

Nine-cycle body cultivators were existences on the same level as the War God. They were even more difficult to cultivate to the War God than spiritual energy.

Body cultivators had acupuncture points, while spirit cultivators had twelve. If they broke through all twelve stages, they would reach the Martial God Realm.

The Twelve Channels were sealed and required a martial artist to use their spirit energy to break through it. When a martial artist reached the peak of the martial warrior's realm, they could sense the existence of the Twelve Channels.

Breaking the easiest path would allow one to become a Martial Master and officially step into the Martial Dao to cultivate. Spiritual Qi could be passed through the body and attached to the body surface, connecting to the Spiritual Space, and Spirit Power could be released from the body.

After breaking through the second method, the spiritual energy left his body and he stepped into the realm of Martial King.

He had broken through the third and fourth stages, and could condense spiritual energy wings. He was a Martial Monarch.

After opening the fifth method, spiritual energy could be felt everywhere. One could stand in the air and step into the Martial Saint realm …

The twelve true meridians were connected, and the War God entered.

The power of time did not touch one's body, and their lifespan matched the sky. They travelled through ten thousand worlds, roamed through the universe, and entered heaven and earth. There was nothing they could not do. It was possible to control life and death, and reverse the cycle of reincarnation.

Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes, and a purple light flashed, as he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of white Qi. He looked at his palm, and although the wound had not completely healed, it was completely scabbed up.

When he returned, he would soak himself in the medicinal liquid he had concocted. It wouldn't take more than a few days before he would completely recover.

However, in the past few days, he could not continue practicing his martial arts. Otherwise, he might have hidden injuries.

The sky had already darkened. There were many stars in the night sky, and the bright moon hung in the sky, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

Ling Yun facepalmed, he had almost forgotten about going to the bonfire party, he immediately waved to Lin Xie and the rest who were exhausted from their training, telling them to stop their training and recover.

He was prepared to bring Lin Xie and the rest along. Lin Xie and the rest had not eaten for a day, and after undergoing hell-like training, their stomachs were already rumbling with hunger.

However, Lingyun accompanied them, and since Lingyun did not mention it, they could only accompany him. One by one, they forced themselves to endure the hunger and train.

Very quickly, Lin Xie and the rest recovered some of their strength, and the group of them started to walk towards the army camp outside the villa.

The night was as tranquil as water, the starry sky twinkling, and the bright moon in the sky.

Outside the Purple Bamboo Manor, in the dense forest, an open space with a radius of a thousand meters was opened up. Tents were set up one after another, and this place was the encampment of the thousand-guard army of the Purple Bamboo Manor.

Several groups of patrolling soldiers were holding torches and patrolling in an interlaced fashion. There were sentries in the dense forest to observe the surroundings.

Although Luo Heng had said he would hold a bonfire party, they still did not dare to relax.

Although Luo Heng appeared to be rough on the outside, he was actually meticulous and meticulous. To be sent by Ling Zhan to guard Violet Bamboo Manor, how could he be as simple as he appeared on the surface?

In the middle of the campsite, a bonfire was blazing. The bonfire cast out the darkness of the night, illuminating the forest. One by one, armored guards were roasting meat, their fragrance wafting through the air.

In the middle of the hall, there was a table, and on it were roasted demon beast meat and fine wine.

Luo Heng anxiously walked around the table. From time to time, he would look at the Violet Bamboo Manor and the golden roasted meat on the table. He swallowed his saliva and muttered, "Why is Your Highness not here yet?"

"Husband, let's wait a little longer!" One of his wives looked at him helplessly and said, "Since Your Highness has said that he will come, he will definitely come. He must have been delayed because of something."