0043. Cyclone

The hall had completely quieted down, and the night seeped in through the crack of the door, bringing a slight chill. But Xu Lingshan's body was enduring rounds of impact. He didn't know what this impact was, but it felt like the rising tide, repeatedly crashing against a certain position in his abdomen. He didn't know how to describe that position, but he thought of a word that Yin Mingyao and the others had mentioned before: Qifu (Dantian).
The impact, round after round, is like the water of a river crashing against a mountain range. However, the mountains are not broken down by the water, but rather become even more solid, forming rocks with a harder texture.
Xu Lingshan can clearly feel that something is gradually condensing at his location, even a picture appearing in his mind. It is like the dark universe, with numerous stars moving, attracted by gravity and converging towards a specific point. Gradually, they gather into a swirling vortex of shining starlight, sparkling like a galaxy.
It gradually takes shape, resembling a whirlpool, slowly spinning and drawing in more and more starlight, even emanating a halo of light.
Xu Lingshan feels the changes in his body with astonishment, while a certain irresistible anticipation arises from within his heart.
Because of this uncontrollable anticipation, even the pain of impact seems less painful.
A layer of sweat drips from his forehead, and his face unknowingly flushes with a wave of redness.
It was unknown how long had passed, but the turmoil finally came to an end. The shimmering vortex, resembling a vast valley, silently hung within his body, spinning slowly.
Still, there was a faint light gradually being drawn in and merging into it.
Is this the energy center?
Xu Lingshan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. At this moment, he felt like his body was being steamed in a sauna, sweating profusely with his skin scorching hot. However, there was also a gentle breeze coming from all directions, brushing against his body, carrying away traces of impurities, bringing clarity to his eyes and nostrils.
The body seems to have become lighter.
He raised his right hand and found that there seemed to be a gleam of light flowing under his fingertips, like tadpoles flowing towards the palm and disappearing.
In the pitch-black hall, nothing could be seen clearly, but the eyes seemed to have gained night vision ability.
He turned around to look at the statue of a human head and serpent body behind him, which appeared even clearer in Xu Lingshan's sight than before.
The man holding a scepter pressed his lips tightly, his gaze as cold as iron staring ahead with dignity and solemnity, as if anyone who dared to act rashly in front of him would be struck down with his scepter.
The scene of the demon battle in the dream re-emerged in Xu Lingshan's mind, and the extraordinary life of Yuan Ji, like a fleeting light, shook Xu Lingshan's heart.
He looked up and gazed at the bronze statue of Yuanji, nodded his head, and felt a sincere and noble respect in his heart.
"Xu Lingshan?"
Yin Mingyao's voice suddenly softly sounded.
Xu Lingshan was taken aback and turned to look.
Yin Mingyao didn't know when he came out of the tent.
It seemed that she felt the surroundings were too dark, so she brought out her sword, and for a while, a soft and gentle light enveloped the small area they were in.
In the soft spiritual light, Yin Mingyao's face seemed to soften a little bit.
Xu Lingshan found himself getting stunned.
"I'll take over for you, you can continue resting," Yin Mingyao came over, sat down, and said.
Xu Lingshan shook his head, "I'm not sleepy."
The change in his body made him extremely alert, without any trace of drowsiness.
Yin Mingyao nodded, "Then sit with me for a while."
"Can I ask you a question?" Xu Lingshan asked.
"Go ahead," Yin Mingyao said.
Xu Lingshan hesitated.
Yin Mingyao looked at him, "What do you want to ask?"
"Forget it." Xu Lingshan suddenly deflated and shook his head. "It's nothing."
Yin Mingyao looked at him strangely, sensing his weird reaction. She paused for a moment and proactively brought up the matter of the hidden temple's inheritance. "Even if you haven't received it, it doesn't matter. There are all sorts of strange things in the mountains. If you want to cultivate, you can wait until you leave the mountain and find your second uncle. But you might not even need to find him. Meizhi said that your second uncle agreed to your entry, so I'm sure he has arrangements for you after you leave the mountain."
徐灵山食指捏住自己的拇指，正准备把自己刚才在梦境中已经接到传承的事情告诉尹明药。
Just at that moment, he heard rustling noises coming from another corner of the hall.
Xu Lingshan's brow furrowed instantly, indicating that something was wrong with Yin Mingyao.
Yin Mingyao immediately became alert, but she didn't hear anything, so she looked at Xu Lingshan in confusion.
Xu Lingshan whispered, "There's some movement over there."
He suddenly had a feeling that he could control everything in this hidden temple.
The sound over there was very light, but still caught by Xu Lingshan's ears.
"Let me go and have a look." Xu Lingshan said.
尹明药拉住徐灵山的手腕，“你别轻举妄动，万一……你还是先保护你自己吧。”
徐灵山凑近尹明药，附耳小声道：“我刚才拿到传承了，别担心。”
At such a close distance, Yin Mingyao's cheeks turned slightly red.
After Xu Lingshan finished speaking, he stood up and quietly headed towards the source of the commotion.
The hall was indeed very big. Xu Lingshan went around to the other side of Yuanji and discreetly looked towards the direction of the commotion.
Even though he already had night vision, he could only see a blurry figure in the distance.
The person was squatting next to the tent, not knowing what they were doing.
There was something next to the person's hand, it seemed to be... a bow and arrow?!
Bow and arrow!
Xu Lingshan suddenly remembered the two arrows that were shot at him when he was entering the mountains and collecting medicinal herbs under the cliff.
The person who shot the arrows never appeared. Just now, in front of the main hall, when everyone took out their magical treasures for illumination, he paid special attention and noticed that no one had a bow and arrow as their magical treasure.
He also thought that person did not come here.
What happened...
Xu Lingshan held his breath and retreated, returning to Yin Mingyao's side.
"What's going on?" Yin Mingyao immediately asked.
"Do you remember the person who ambushed me with an arrow when you asked me to go down the cliff to collect medicine?" Xu Lingshan said, "It seems to be him. He is right next to his own tent, I don't know what he's doing, probably also on night duty."
Yin Mingyao looked at him with a menacing look, "Did you get a good look at what he looks like?"
"No," Xu Lingshan shook his head, "He had his back towards me, I couldn't see his face."
"But I remember not seeing anyone using a bow and arrow," said Yin Mingyao. "And I didn't see those few top-notch archers among these people either."
Xu Lingshan: "Should I go and take a look again?"
"Forget it," Yinming shook his head, "It's better to avoid unnecessary trouble. As long as that person stops attacking, we don't need to bother with him."
Just as she finished speaking, suddenly, a girl's scream came from behind them: "Who—"