At this time, Lin Jie didn't look like a practitioner cultivating Qi at all.
It is more like a pure physical cultivation, and even its own cultivation is very vague.
I just occasionally heard Ma Guoxuan reciting something, which is probably on par with practitioners at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
If it were true, Lin Jie would be so excited.
He had never thought that he could be so powerful before.
Still in such a short period of time.
The most important thing is that after Ma Guoxuan saw Yang Haoran last time, he brought back a message from Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran has no objection to Lin Jie learning from Ma Guoxuan.
Moreover, Ma Guoxuan also promised that as long as Lin Jie meets the standards he requires, he can leave at any time.
While Lin Jie was sweating profusely from practicing, a black shadow crossed over the wall and entered.
Then he saw clearly that Ma Guoxuan was standing lightly in front of him.
"I have to see someone when I leave.
Although you have not practiced enough, you have learned the entire system.
I hope you can pass on my things well in the future.
You can go find Yang Haoran on your own and tell him that I will go find him as agreed."
Lin Jie had been clamoring to leave before, but at this time, his mood became complicated.
After thinking for a while, he took a step back and bowed to Ma Guoxuan.
"Thank you for preaching and clarifying my doubts. When I see Master, if Master allows me, I will also call you Master!"
Ma Guoxuan smiled happily: "His status is not important to me, remember to take my words with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jie felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and Ma Guoxuan once again crossed the wall.
In Miaoshou Divine Doctor Hall, Cao Xiyue looked at Lin Jie with wide eyes, almost acting like a nymphomaniac.
"Wow, where did this little brother come from? What great muscles and such a stylish figure!
That guy Yang Haoran is not as good as you, but I think you are definitely not as good as him!"
Lin Jie's face turned red: "Do you know my master? I just came to see my master."
"Your master? Who is it?"
"Yang Haoran, didn't you just mention it just now?"
Cao Xiyue suddenly opened her mouth and looked Lin Jie up and down in disbelief.
"Isn't it? Seeing that you are not much younger than him, he is actually your master?
Are you lying to me?"
Lin Jie was a little serious and defended: "How can such a thing be used as nonsense?"
"Just wait, that guy has become a demon in his cultivation these days. I will take you over to find him.
Follow me."
Lin Jie happily followed Cao Xiyue, passing through the medical center and entering the courtyard behind.
"Yang Haoran, your relatives are here, come out and see if they are fake?"
As soon as Cao Xiyue stepped into the courtyard, she shouted at the top of her lungs.
In fact, Yang Haoran was almost suffocated to death if she only knew how to practice.
I don’t dare to go home, that place is not as comfortable as here.
Lin Jie said hurriedly: "I'm not a relative, I'm his apprentice. I guarantee it's true!"
"How can it be so serious? They are all the same, aren't they considered relatives?
Moreover, Yang Haoran is also a shapeless person and doesn’t care."
Cao Xiyue said this, but Lin Jie was a little nervous.
The feeling was different from when facing Ma Guoxuan.
Lin Jie is the next generation successor of Xiaoxian Temple designated by Yang Haoran, and he has paid homage to the ancestor.
How can the master-disciple relationship be messed up?
If we put it in the past, it would be the same relationship as father and son.
In the quiet room, Ling Tianmiao and Yang Haoran sat cross-legged respectively.
During this period of time, Yang Haoran's cultivation level naturally increased, but it was not very obvious.
At least there are no signs of breaking through to the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage.
But Ling Tianmiao is just like fattening a pig.
As long as he eats hard, he will see the effect. If it were not for the purpose of strengthening his physical foundation, Ling Tianmiao may have returned to the Qi refining stage at this moment.
Cao Xiyue's loud shouting woke up Yang Haoran, who curled his lips.
"What is this troublemaker going to do?"
While speaking, he was suddenly stunned and felt an extremely powerful aura.
That aura was similar to the aura of the Dragon Blood Army, but it was more calm and domineering than the aura of the Dragon Blood Army.
Where did this master of physical training come from? Why does he feel vaguely familiar?
Yang Haoran stood up suddenly and then gave a warning.
"Uncle Ling, practice hard and strive for an early breakthrough. I'll go out and have a look."
Ling Tianmiao, who originally wanted to stand up and go out to take a breath, rolled his eyes and could only sit back down again.
"You only supervise me to practice, but I haven't seen you being more diligent than me!"
With a creaking sound, the door of the quiet room was pushed open by Yang Haoran.
He looked directly towards the powerful aura he sensed and was stunned.
Damn it! No wonder it’s so familiar!
"Lin Jie? Why are you back? Ma Guoxuan didn't come?"
Yang Haoran asked while looking around, but there was no sign of Ma Guoxuan.
But Yang Haoran was not sure whether Ma Guoxuan came or not.
Because with Ma Guoxuan's strength, Yang Haoran would not be able to detect his aura if he tried to hide it deliberately.
"Master! It's so good to see you!"
Lin Jie was overjoyed, rushed towards Yang Haoran, and knelt down in front of Yang Haoran with a bang.
Cao Xiyue opened her mouth wide with surprise on her face.
"Are you really his master? Isn't your master too strict? Kneel down when we meet?"
Yang Haoran was also very happy and helped Lin Jie up.
Looking at Cao Xiyue with a bad smile on her face.
"Lin Jie, that is master's friend Cao Xiyue, you can call her aunt."
Lin Jie was obedient, blushed and shouted, "Hello, aunt!"
Cao Xiyue was caught off guard and jumped back violently, her delicate body trembling.
"You call me aunt? Me! I'm not as old as you, okay? I'm still a little girl!
If you call me that, people will definitely think that I am an old woman, no, absolutely not!"
Lin Jie was thin-skinned and looked at Yang Haoran without saying anything.
Yang Haoran smiled mischievously: "I think it's quite appropriate. The seniority can't be messed up."
"Bah, bah, bah, what's the seniority between you and me?
Let's talk about our own things. I call you Yang Haoran, and he calls me sister!
That’s it, no shouting!
By the way, this is a meeting gift from my sister, go buy something delicious."
Cao Xiyue took out her bank card and handed it to Lin Jie, looking unquestionable.
Yang Haoran laughed so hard: "Women, do you care about age so much?"
Cao Xiyue twisted her face arrogantly, too lazy to talk to the two of them.
Only then did Yang Haoran look at Lin Jie seriously, his eyes shining, and he nodded with satisfaction.
"I guess you've suffered a lot during this time, but it can also be considered your blessing.
Even if you are a Qi practitioner, with your foundation in physical cultivation, you can get twice the result with half the effort.
Speaking of which, I have to thank Ma Guoxuan for teaching me as a disciple."
As he spoke, Yang Haoran hit Lin Jie's body several times with his fist, but remained motionless.
"Yes, let me try your current skills. Come over and hit me."