C2 Cyan Fog

2 Green Fog

When Lin Yan opened his eyes, what entered his sight was another patch of tender white flowers.

He was shocked and rubbed his eyes.

Fortunately, it was an illusion.

Remembering what had happened last night, he hurriedly checked his body.

His body was in perfect condition, as if nothing had happened.

Last night's events had seemed like a dream, as if it were real and illusory, leaving him at a loss.

"Maybe it's just a dream." Lin Yan said.

But at this time, he suddenly discovered something strange …

Everything within a radius of ten meters was clearly visible in his eyes.

A mosquito flies in front of him and he can see whether it is a male or female.

He could even distinguish the sound of the ants on the ground, whether it was thin or thick.

This meant that his soul force had greatly strengthened.

When he focused his attention on the insides of his body, the meridians and blood vessels in his body actually appeared one by one?

"Internal Inspection?!" Lin Yan was so surprised that his voice changed.

Only Spirit Masters could use Internal Inspection, and he wasn't a Spirit Master at all.

Forcefully calming his mind, Lin Yan hurriedly looked towards his Dantian.

His dantian was still riddled with holes. There was no change at all. This caused Lin Yan to feel slightly disappointed in his heart.

However, when he saw the inside of his dantian, the disappointment was completely swept away. Replacing it was pleasant surprise and bewilderment.

In his dantian, there was a mass of green mist. That ball of mist slowly circulated in his damaged dantian, gradually condensing towards the center.

"What is this?" Lin Yan was surprised.

He had never seen this thing before, nor had he ever heard of someone possessing this in their dantian.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard.

Lin Yan subconsciously acted like he was in a daze as he looked out of the window and giggled.

The person who came was Uncle Lin, his father's servant before he died, his most loyal servant.

Uncle Lin carried a basket of food in his hand and handed it over from the window. "Young master, it's time to eat."

Lin Yan looked at Uncle Lin in a daze. After a while, his gaze shifted to the steamed bun in Uncle Lin's hand.

He had a bright smile on his face as he said, "Hehe, steamed bun, steamed bun …"

Uncle Lin could not help but shake his head as he sighed, silently looking at Lin Yan who was devouring the food like a madman.

A moment later, he placed the basket on the table by the window. Finally, he sighed and silently left.

The guard outside the door also sighed and said, "I never thought that our son would end up like this, clan leader's hero and martial-type. Even losing his family is better than losing his family."

Lin Yan gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

Without strength, he could only continue to act like a fool.

Otherwise, it was highly likely that those people would attack him again. At that time, it would not only be his Dantian that was crippled.

A month passed quickly.

During this month, Lin Yan often felt a scorching pain in his Dantian.

The green mist was still swirling in his dantian as if trying to condense it, but it couldn't. It seemed like it was missing something important.

At noon that day, Lin Yan finally walked out of the Reflection Chamber.

It was almost March, and the radiance of spring was resplendent.

Lin Yan's heart also seemed to scatter a few strands of sunlight in the winter.

He continued to pretend to be a fool as he walked towards his own residence. Now that he was out, he could finally find an opportunity to thoroughly study what was in his Dantian.

As he passed by the martial arts practice field, he took a glance.

Several young spirit users of the clan were practicing their combat there.

Among them was Lin Luo and her fiancée, Xin'er.

Lin Yan frowned slightly. It was these two who had caused him to be confined for a month.

After sweeping a glance at them, he ignored them and continued onward in a daze.

Right now, what he needed to care about was how to break through the Triple Talent Spell Formation in a month's time. Other than that, there was only one thing that mattered.

Lin Luo had also noticed Lin Yan long ago. He said a few words to the surrounding youngsters, and those youngsters walked towards Lin Yan.

Lin Yan smiled bitterly to himself, but he had no choice and continued to walk forward in a daze.

By the time he reached the lake, the three teenagers had already surrounded him. The way they looked at Lin Yan was as if they were three birds who had nothing better to do and were playing with a stupid chicken.

One of them, a tall youth, lifted Lin Yan's chin and pretended to look at him for a moment, saying, "Yo, isn't this Young Master Lin? After a month, everything will be ready. "

Another youth revealed a pleasantly surprised expression and said, "It really is Young Master Lin. Hurry up and help Young Master Lin dust the dirt." As he spoke, his right hand patted Lin Yan's shoulder.

His slap was extremely powerful, causing Lin Yan to stagger and almost fall to the ground. His face was still smiling. "Hur Hur, Hur Hur …"

"Young Master Lin, it's been a while. I seem to have lost weight." The tall youth immediately pinched the flesh on Lin Yan's face, pulling and patting it.

When the other two youths saw this, they also imitated Lin Yan and slapped his face a few times.

One of them said, "Yes, he seems to have lost weight."

The other one chuckled, "He obviously got fatter. In two more days, I'll be able to sell them as pigs, and at a good price. "

Lin Yan seemed to have inadvertently glanced at the distant Lin Luo. He saw a malicious smile on Lin Luo's face.

He also laughed, but it was still his signature smirk. "Hehe, hehe …"

The tall teenager slapped even harder. That was no longer a slap, but a slap instead.

When the three of them saw that no one was around, they grew bold and actually surrounded Lin Yan.

Although they looked light, they were both Tier 1 Spirit Masters. If they were to give them a light spasm, even an ordinary person would have to suffer for a long time.

Lin Yan could only laugh foolishly. As he clumsily dodged, he said, "It hurts, it hurts …"

Each of them twitched a few times and completely lost interest.

To bully a fool who would not retaliate, he really did not feel any sense of accomplishment.

When they turned around to go back, they saw the distant Lin Luo waving at them.

The meaning was clear. It was — Go on.

The tall teenager helplessly turned his head and said to the other two teenagers, "Start with the main point, otherwise you won't be able to report back to Lin Luo."

When the two youths heard this, they once again increased the strength of their actions, changing from whipping to fighting.

To blatantly bully the son of the clan leader … this was most likely the first clan in the entire Eastern Fire Empire.

Lin Yan was getting impatient after being beaten up. He also felt a little angry in his heart.

He waved his hands clumsily and cried out clumsily, "Pain..." "It hurts …"

However, the three youths did not care about him at all, and while patting him they shouted, "Young Master Lin, how was it? Are you comfortable? "How many more times?"

Lin Yan's anger gradually increased as both of his hands subconsciously increased his strength.

Clenching his hands into fists, he brandished them wildly.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

A punch hit the tall man in the chest.

"Plop ~ ~ ~"

The tall teenager staggered and fell into the lake.

Water splashed in all directions, spraying onto the faces of the other two youths.

The tall teenager's legs struggled and swayed on the surface of the lake. Ripples spread out from the lake.

Everyone was stunned, including Lin Yan himself.

He only casually waved his fist. He never thought that he would be able to use such a great force to throw the tall man into the lake. After all, he was a Rank one Middle Spirit Master.

In the distance, Lin Luo and Xin'er were watching the show with wide eyes.

"This fool has quite the strength." After a long while, Lin Luo finally spoke.

When Xin'er heard this, she smiled and said, "Do you think he has recovered?"

"Impossible, his dantian is already full of holes. Even if a god descended to the mortal realm, he wouldn't be able to recover."

"Then how can an ordinary person defeat a Tier 1 Spiritual Master?"

"Who knows? Maybe he got lucky."

The other two young men wiped the water off their faces and looked at Lin Yan in shock, their mouths agape.

The tall youth struggled for a moment before finally climbing out of the lake.

His hair was stuck to his head in a mess, his face was muddy, and his body was dripping with mud.

The other two teenagers hurriedly came forward and asked, "Are you alright?"

The tall man completely ignored the two of them. His eyes were like fire as he stared at Lin Yan.

He, a dignified level one spirit cultivator, was actually thrown into the lake with a single slap from a fool. This caused him to feel embarrassed.

He grabbed Lin Yan's collar and angrily said, "You fool, I will teach you a lesson today."

As he spoke, his right fist was about to smash towards Lin Yan's face.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a delicate shout sounded out.

The tall man's fist stopped in the air and he turned his head to look.

When he saw who it was, he could not help but exclaim in surprise, "Apothecary Feng Ling!"